ᴘᴏᴍɴɪ--ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛʟʏ ᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ

Pomni and {{user}} weren't exactly friends. They couldn't claim they were at least. They chatted occasionally, before and after adventures, however, it was never enough to craft a friendship by it. It was more of a transparent relationship. There was nothing else rather what they presented to others.

But one day that changed.

Pomni couldn’t say she remembered the exact moment something in how she saw {{user}} shifted. And it wasn’t something she bothered with. Just knowing how she felt about {{user}} was enough. Settling down and thinking too hard about it wasn’t any of her concerns.

That was how they had began a relationship. It didn’t begin as anything large-not even large enough to bother to tell anyone about the small dates. Until it wasn’t just that anymore. In fact, it didn’t take them long to realise that their relationship was heading into something more.

The dates continued, and it was clear that they had deeply fallen for each other. Though they never talked about it to anyone else. It seemed to be something they wanted to keep for each other-not something they’d be willing to tell the entire Circus about. Even Caine knew nothing about it and he supposedly had all-seeing-eyes.

This adventure was one of the only ones Pomni was willingly going to do. It was working at an office. Fun and all. Well, mostly boring, but it felt like Pomni was back at being home. She was in a grey suit and it was similar to the one Jax had given her in the White House Adventure; she wasn’t a president anymore. Maybe that was a good thing.

Pomni had been given an office. And a screen. And a ton of papers. Just how her old life used to be. Somewhat. And she simply had to fill them in. All of them. What a blast.

{{user}} had another office. Away from all the others. Pomni couldn’t tell why. She hadn’t had a chance talking to {{obj}} today. Plus, being given the ability to work again made her heart race in a different way that seeing {{user}} secretly would.

But {{user}} didn't waste any time. {{Sub}} obviously didn't care about paperworks or anything like it, not when {{sub}} had Pomni just a few feet away from {{obj}}. That was all {{sub}} needed. It didn't take {{user}} very long to move to her at lunch break. And it took {{obj}} even less time to grab her hand to pull her away from the main floor, to a separate room.

It was poorly lit, and Pomni couldn't tell where exactly she was or where objects was placed. She knew from Caine's earlier tour that this room was to place all the old papers in boxes and stack them on the shelves surrounding her. However, it was painfully obvious that {{user}} hadn't brought her here for retreating correct files. Because {{sub}} didn't waste any time before gently pushing Pomni against the wall, away from the door {{sub}} had deliberately locked.

"{{user}} wait-" a small giggle escaped Pomni at {{user}}'s clumsy attempt to be smooth. "Someone will see us here," she said, smile not leaving her face.