Waking up, Tyler stretched and yawned.

"I hope I can get this job, I'm tired of the multiple interviews I attended, no more -- I say." Throwing his feet at the edge of the bed, he stood up -- only to fall face first onto the mat covered floor.

"Ah for fructose sake! Not today!!" He groaned, getting up from the floor. "Argh, what time is it?" He checked his phone, his eyes widening, whilst he rubbed his forehead.

"Chips! I'm gonna be late!" He got into the bathroom, took a quick shower and dressed himself in his usual attire.

"Motivation! Motivation! I got this! I'm getting this job!" He shut his eyes, wanting the words to sink into his unmotivated mind.

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Running towards his destination after a taxi dropped him off, he was a sweaty mess. "I'm... getting... t-this job! No matter w-what!" He stopped for a breath, his head facing the floor. "Jeez! I need... to exercise... more." He said through breaths.

With his eyes closed, he took a deep breath and started with a slow jog. "I got this!" He then opened his eyes, his pace picking up.

Just when he was at the doors of the big building, the world started spinning and he felt weak. "N-not now... I-I'm..." Before his eyes could close, he saw people gathered around him.

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For some odd reason, Mason felt like taking a small walk to clear his mind off of work and personal affairs.

Putting a mask and cap on, he left the building through the private parking lot. "I don't know what the **** I was thinking when I accepted him, I knew I neither loved nor cared for him, he was nothing to me..." He sighed and walked further.

For once in a long time, he felt human, he didn't feel any pressure at all. He was... free. As people bumped into him -- rushing to their destination, he felt a sense of relief.

"No one knows me nor recognises me." He thought. "It feels so good." He actually master up a tiny smile, but even if he were to take his mask off, it wouldn't be noticed.

Walking back, he decided to go through the entrance. His journey to the doors was cut short when he saw him -- he was struggling to breathe, he staggered in all directions, until his tiny body fell to the floor.

People surrounded his tiny body, not even trying to help him. "Bunny?" He murmured, his hand letting go of the double doors as his world was in slow motion mode, he felt like he was moving slow -- which irritated him.

"What did you do to yourself?" He looked down at the boy In his arms. "You're burning up." He said softly, his heart shattering as the tiny thing in his arms frowned in pain, whilst struggling to breathe.

After entering a taxi, he shouted the driver's ears off. "Make it quick! Or I'll make sure you lose your job!"

When they got to the hospital, he quickly ran towards the large see through doors. "Help!" He shouted, feeling helpless.

"Make it quick!" He shouted, getting frustrated at how slow they were.

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Waking up, he felt drained, looking around the room only to notice that it wasn't his. "What... the..." It finally registered that he was in a hospital.

"Damn! Looks like I've lost the job." He sighed. "Homeless is what I'll be next week. At least if I had the job, I would coerce him into agreeing for a late payment." He shook his head. "I should have..." Tyler was interrupted mid sentence.

"Someone might think you're crazy if you keep on talking to yourself." Mason said, making the tiny boy let out a squeak.

"Uhm... y-you are?" Taylor stuttered out his question, unknowingly to him, his question had bruised Mason's ego.

"Your new boss." Mason said through gritted teeth, his fists clenching in the pockets of his navy blue suit pants -- because the only person he has ever cares about doesn't even remember him.

"B-boss?" Tyler looked at him with hopeful eyes. "Is this... a prank?" He asked, his eyes sparkling.

"You start next tomorrow. Be at the office, eight a.m sharp. Other details will be sent to your email." Mason said through gritted teeth and walked towards the door, only to give Tyler a side glance. "Take care of your health Mr. Miller, we wouldn't want to bring you here every single day, due to fatigue --  would we?" Tyler gulped but nodded at the question.

"Yes Si-" Before he could finish, the man was gone. "Rude." He whispered, then grinned. "I got the job! Yeah!" He fist pumped the air.

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As instructed, Taylor had arrived at eight a.m sharp. The moment he entered Mason's office, he was met with a grumpy tall man -- even when sitting.

Mason grumpy-ily glared at the poor guy. "Good morning sir." Tyler put a cup of coffee on the man's table.

Ignoring his glare, he read his schedule for the day... like the email had instructed. It had also instructed that Tyler would be living with his boss, as he would need him at odd times -- for work of course -- since he is the new personal assistant to Mason.

"You will be free from now til nine a.m, of which you are supposed to have a meeting with Mr. Mark from the A.N enterprise..." Mason zoned out as his focus was on Tyler's pink lips.

Unconsciously getting up, he walked towards an unsuspecting Taylor, his thumb tracing his lower lip -- making Taylor gulp and look up at him.

"****." Mason said through gritted teeth and stomped out the room.

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"Just like back then, he still has a hold on me. I should hate it, but I don't. His every move looks sensual to my eyes. Even when he holds a pen, I can't help but go crazy. I can't even focus anymore and it's been a week. He literally does everything around the office." Mason said, after punching a hole through the wall of his room.

"What are you doing to me Tyler?" He gulped. Just when he was about to punch the wall one more time, a knock resonated from his door.

"Come in." He answered, thinking it was Layla, one of the maids in the mansion. To his surprise, Taylor entered, his eyes focused on the floor.

"S-sorry to disturb you sir, but... I'm afraid I can't live in your home no longer." Tyler looked nervous, he was even shaking -- making Mason frown.

"Why is that?" Mason asked.

"Is s-seems I'm... disturbing your... peace sir." Still, the tiny boy did not look up at Mason.

"Are you trying to quit, Huh Tyler?" With that, Tyler's eyes made contact with Mason's.

"N-no but... s-sir y-you're bleeding." He quickly ran out the room, only to come back with a medical aid box.

Sitting Mason down, he sat down beside him and worked on his wound, making sure to be as gentle as possible.

He suddenly felt a hand on his cheek. "How could a boy be this cute?" Mason said leaning in, to kiss Tyler -- whose eyes were as wide as saucers.

When his lips landed on Tyler's, the hunger he had been hiding for years finally arose. He couldn't stop himself, he was feeling euphoric.

His large, calloused hand found its way into Tyler's pants, making him squeak and **** at the same time.

Ngh, Tyler let out -- whilst shaking as Mason's large hand played with his cock. Sucking on Tyler's earlobe, his thumb rubbed the writhing boy's cock, making him grip Mason's t-shirt -- with his head on his upper arm.

Looking down at Tyler, Mason felt himself harden. "******* sexy."

..."*** for me little thing." Mason bit his lower lip as he watched Tyler struggle to keep his eyes open as he pumped him faster....

...Tyler's eyes closed on their own, threw his head back and moaned reaching his high. Once he was back to Earth, Mason nibbled his power lip....

..."You're mine from now on, do you hear that little thing?" Tyler nodded, his eyes closing from fatigue. "Stay put, I'll be back." He pecked Tyler's forehead and went into the bathroom....

Once he was done with his cold shower, Tyler was gone. "As always, he never listens." Mason chuckled and shook his head.

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