Love isn't easy to understand

Faba had never thought as himself to be the type of man to get involved in hook-ups and one night stands. He thought of himself as a man of standard; and a man of standard, especially someone in a high position at easily one of the most influential companies of the Alola region, shouldn't get involved in things like that for they could cost him his job if word got out and lies and rumours were spread.

But when his new assistant had somehow managed to get him to the point of getting into bed with her, no feelings involved, he knew he had fucked up. He knew he had to call this off as soon as possible, but even though he knew how wrong what he was doing was, meeting up with this girl just to enjoy themselves for a little while and then parting ways again only to act like nothing was going on between the two of them the next day at work, he couldn't help but enjoy it. He hadn't exactly had a lot of 'bedpartners' in his life and he definitely enjoyed himself when they got together; but was all that really worth risking his title he had worked so hard for. What if the two of them got into a fight for whatever possible reason and she would start spreading bad rumours about him? His life would be over.

But after everything that had been happening, getting in a fight with this girl definitely wasn't what he should be worrying about the most anymore; it was the fact that against all odds, he had somehow ended up catching feelings for her. They didn't really do much together other than the occasional hook-ups they had; they talked at work and sometimes went out to grab a quick bite before getting in bed together; but somehow she had managed to fully charm the branch chief and he couldn't get her out of his head anymore.

So naturally, the next time they were working in the office together while Wicke was out copying some documents, Faba went over to her workspace where she was writing down a report and leaned down so his mouth was close to her ear and asked "Would you perhaps like to come over tonight?"

She looked a little surprised at Faba asking her so blatantly out here where they were working when he would normally, if he would even be the person asking it, do it over the phone through a call or text message. Nonetheless she answered, without looking up from her work, "Sure, same time as always?"
Faba nodded as he took a step back and then turned around to go back to his own desk.

That night, she discreetly made her way through the halls of Aether paradise towards the room Faba resided in and lightly knocked on the door. She could hear the music being turned down to a lower volume and Faba's shoes clicking on the floorboards as he made his way towards the door to open it up for her to enter.

When she entered, she immediately noticed the food on the table and looked at Faba "Did you make all this? You shouldn't ha-"
"Oh, don't bother," he cut her off "It was nothing at all. I just thought I'd do a little extra this time that's all."

He walked up to the table and pulled a chair back so she could sit down on it. Her feet hesitantly started moving across the floor towards the table which had some of the most delicious food she had ever seen on top of it. She sat down on the chair Faba had pulled back for her as her mouth had unconsciously started watering rom the great aromas coming from the table. Faba poured some wine in both of their glasses and then sat down on the opposite side of the table.

They both started eating and soon she was so lost in how amazing all of the food tasted that she didn't notice the man in front of her nervously staring at her from over the dinner table, not getting much food down his throat from his nervousness.

As Faba spoke up again, she was popped out her thoughts about the delicious food and her attention was immediately directed towards him. Having her sparkling eyes on him made his stomach flip and made him only more nervous.
"So umm, there's something I wanted to ask you," he told her as he popped a potato in his mouth. He chewed on it, looking as if he was still thinking of the right words to say next before swallowing the food in his mouth and continuing "This whole thing we have; don't get me wrong, I like it, it's really good even. But I was thinking that maybe we could just like, get together maybe? Like a real couple; not just two people who meet up occasionally to share a bed. I've really ended up liking you more than as just a hook-up and I thought that it'd be nice to just do some things together sometimes and get in to bed after a long day not for sex, but just for sleeping together with each other."