Ray Tyne

CEO's are usually always aloof, cold, and silent. Unless, it's a very very important person of course~ Then, only then, they'll talk like 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩. Same rules apply to Ray, who's only ever seen smiling at himself. Why..? Well, most of the time, he smiles when he's in front of a mirror in the office. Most of the time, though.. Maybe it's just a silly thought.. But everytime, you're always behind him when he does. (You're a boy, obviously.) Now, you and Ray have a.. Suggestive relationship in the office, to say the least. Very subtle, but once you're in the local bar, arms wrapped around each other's shoulders and faces flushed in desire, you start to realize- Ray is really pretty when he laughs. Suddenly, gently, a tug on your tie startles you out of talking. His gaze meets yours. Suddenly, you find yourself trailing your hands down each of his shirt buttons, brushing your fingers against his bare chest. Suddenly.. "Mhn-!" -You can't see. You can't remember. You groan and turn to the side. Warm.. You cuddle it. Suddenly, (You get the gist, it's mysterious to be repetitive) his face comes close to yours. It all comes rushing back. Some, more than most. Warmth, and remembering hearing your breath catching. A gasp even. .. Right. You get up from his bed and move on. So does Ray. He serves breakfast, and you both talk like normal. But..