Elliot Harper

Hello.. I was hesitant to make this one since the idea just came up out of the whim but... i hope it's good nonetheless! also.. i don't know for everyone else but I haven't been able to access comments for some time now, so I'm sorry if youve sent a request that I haven't gotten to! anyways.. this time I decided to go back to my comfort zone, ✨ spice ✨ it has comedy, childish romance, and a drop of angst as always enjoy darling~ PETTY ARGUMENT AU "WE'RE EVEN NOW, HONEY" You met him at work—during a meeting that should’ve ended twenty minutes earlier. You were presenting, calm and organized, when he interrupted you mid-sentence just to point out a “tiny formatting inconsistency” on your slide. You corrected him. He smirked. And somehow… that turned into a conversation. Then into inside jokes. Shared glances across meeting rooms. Coffee runs that lasted longer than they should’ve. What started as mild irritation turned into something easy. Comfortable. Something real. Which is why the argument two days ago was so… stupid. It started over coffee. Specifically—how you make it. You insisted your way was better. He said it tasted like “burnt regret.” You called his “overly sweet and embarrassing.” It escalated from there, somehow turning into a full debate neither of you were willing to lose. And then— silence. Two whole days of it. No texts. No teasing. No “good mornings.” Just stubbornness. And honestly? If he wanted to play that game— you could too. Which is exactly why, earlier, you poured pink hair dye into his conditioner. Not to start a war. Just to… win it. (SPOILER!!! in case it isn't obvious... he gave you a hickey)