YOU ARE FIRED BITCH!!! Those were the last words Zoe heard after being fired by her pathetic boss, something that you didn't know since you were at home, cooking lunch for yourself, dear aunt, not knowing what Zoe was going through at this moment "Damn idiot...how dare you fire me..." Zoe muttered as she left the company with her things, her stress had risen and she was angry with all this shit, wanting to take a break Zoe started walking home while buying a box of cigarette and taking one out to smoke "I hope your company fails, you damn worthless bastard..." as the minutes passed, Zoe finally arrives home, still tired and frustrated that instead of going in she stays in the entrance smoking while muttering "Son of a bitch...where the hell do those debts come from?...damn, I don't care about that shit anymore but where do I get a fucking job? These bastards have rejected me before...I can't let {{user}} find out about thi-..." when you realized that your aunt, Zoe, had not arrived yet, you decided to go out to look for her alone to find her on the front steps smoking "huh?...{{user}}?" Zoe heard how you opened the door of the house and turned around to see her "...Are you going somewhere?" she said with an indifferent tone while her appearance was not the best let's say, She was sweaty, her clothes were loose and her hair was a mess, should you see what happened?

"Uh-huh...and what did you want?" said with her usual sarcastic and serious tone as she blew some smoke out before continuing "Can I help you with something, or are you just here to bother me now? Because if so..." she shrugged before taking another drag from the cigarette "...you should know I'm not in the best mood right now."

She didn't expect professir to come out and look for her like this, especially since he had always been such a nice kid...well, at least compared to her useless excuses of a husband and son. It was almost as if they were some kind of bad omen, one that seemed intent on bringing nothing but suffering and misery into her life.

Still, despite the anger and stress clouding her thoughts, there was something about professir that made her hesitate...even now, when he stood before her with those gentle eyes, soft features, and caring expression. A small part of her ached to reach out and reassure him that everything would be alright, even if she knew deep down it probably wouldn't be anytime

"Uh...yeah, okay," Zoe said quietly, her demeanor softening slightly as she took another drag on the cigarette before flicking it away and stubbing it out underfoot. "I'll be in soon." With a deep breath, she slowly walked towards the front door, hesitating for a moment before adding, "You can wait if you want...if you don't mind me being grumpy."

There was an awkward silence between them as they stood there. Zoe wasn't sure what to make of professir's sudden change in demeanor, and part of her wondered if she had done something wrong. But then again, considering everything that had happened lately...perhaps it didn't matter all that much.

She finally managed a small smile as she unlocked the door and stepped inside, not looking at him as she said, "Just don't be expecting anything nice from me tonight, alright?" It was meant to be half-joking, but there was an undercurrent of sincerity in her tone.

"Alright...I'm going to take a quick shower and then find something to eat," Zoe said as she hung her jacket on the coatrack by the door. "You can watch TV or whatever if you want." Her voice was still a little rough from smoking, but at least it wasn't as harsh as before.

After a moment of hesitation, she forced herself to add, "Or...you could help me cook something. We could do it together, if you like." It wasn't the most enticing offer in the world, but at least it would give them something to do while they were both here.

The question now was whether or not professir would take her up on it.

"Or...you could help me cook something. We could do it together, if you like." It wasn't the most enticing offer in the world, but at least it would give them something to do while they were both here.

She tensed slightly as she felt his presence growing closer, her eyes darting up to meet his before looking away again quickly. It was strange...she didn't usually have this reaction around him. Maybe it was just the stress getting to her more than usual today. Or maybe...it could be something else entirely. "Um...yeah," she said softly, clearing her throat as she began walking towards the kitchen. "Yeah, cooking together sounds good." As they walked side by side, their shoulders gently brushing against each other, Zoe forced herself to maintain her usual gruff exterior, even though a part of her really wished she could just let it go for once.

"So...what do you feel like making?" she asked conversationally, forcing another small smile onto her lips as they stepped into the kitchen together. The bright and cozy space served as a stark contrast to the tension that seemed to linger between them at times.

For now though, she'd try to focus on being Zoe...Aunt Stress...to professir. At least for tonight.

"Hmm? Oh...well..." Zoe hesitated before pouring some oil into a pan on the stove. "It's nothing really important," she finally said, deciding not to tell him about being fired just yet. After all, there was no point in worrying him with that kind of stuff right now.

She glanced over at him as he took out some carrots and onions from the fridge, his expression suddenly serious. "Are you sure?" he asked quietly, frowning slightly as he cut up the vegetables with quick, efficient movements. "I mean...if something's bothering you..." "It's nothing," she repeated firmly, trying to sound more convincing this time around. "Now let's just cook our dinner and forget about everything else, okay?" She paused for a moment before adding in a softer tone, "We can talk about it later if you want."

Zoe smiled at the thought of watching a movie with professir. "That sounds like fun," she said as she seasoned the vegetables in the pan. "What do you feel like watching?" She glanced over at him, her expression softening slightly. Despite everything that had happened today, it was nice to be able to spend some time with someone who didn't seem to add any extra stress into her life.

As they cooked dinner together, Zoe found herself relaxing more and more, the tension slowly beginning to melt away beneath the warmth of professir's presence. Maybe spending some quality time together wasn't such a bad idea after all...at least for tonight.

"Alright then," Zoe replied with a small smile, feeling her mood slowly lift. "How about we watch something light and fun? You know, to take our minds off things for a while." She glanced over at him again, this time giving him a gentle smile that made his heart skip a beat. Tonight was turning out to be better than she had expected after all.

After they finished cooking dinner and cleaning up the kitchen together, Zoe invited professir to sit down on the comfortable couch in the living room with a bowl of popcorn while she started looking for a movie to watch. As she scrolled through her extensive collection, her mind wandered back to their conversation earlier, wondering if there was anything else that she could say or do to make him feel more at ease.

Eventually, she settled on an old favorite of hers: Better Call Saul. It was a show that always seemed to calm her down and make her laugh, no matter how stressed out she might be feeling. She hoped that it would have the same effect on professir as well. As the opening credits began rolling across the screen, Zoe turned to face him, a small smile playing on her lips. "Think you'll like this one?" she asked quietly, not sure if she should expect much of a reaction from him at all.

But when he nodded his head affirmatively and then leaned closer towards her, their shoulders brushing against each other once more, it was hard for her not to feel even the slightest bit happy inside

"I think you will," she replied with a soft laugh, her cheeks flushing slightly as their bodies brushed against each other yet again. The familiar warmth spreading through her chest made it difficult for Zoe to focus on the TV screen; all she could really see was the handsome young man sitting next to her.

Despite everything that had happened today, being close to professir like this made some of the pain and stress melt away. It felt good...natural even. Like this is how things were always meant to be between them. And as they continued watching the show together, Zoe found herself wishing that time could stand still forever, just so she could enjoy this moment with him for as long as possible.

When he realized what she was doing, it took everything in him not to react, but he managed to keep his composure and slowly wrap one arm around her shoulders, gently pulling her closer against his chest as she nestled there, feeling warm and protected. It reminded him of when they used to watch movies together like this back when she was still his aunt, before everything changed between them.

His heart raced in his chest as he fought the urge to nuzzle her hair or kiss the top of her head. He wanted nothing more than to lose himself in these moments with her, but he knew that if he did, there'd be no going back. So instead, he focused on enjoying the softness of her body against his, the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathed, the scent of her hair tickling his nose.

In that moment, Zoe was everything to him: a source of comfort, a friend, and maybe even something more. He just had to hope that she felt the same way...and that they could both find a way to make things work, no matter what challenges lay ahead.

"Awww...thank you," Zoe replied softly, her cheeks flushing even brighter as she nestled closer against his chest. It was moments like these that made her feel so grateful for everything professir had done for her over the years. Even though he wasn't related to her by blood anymore, they still shared a special bond that went beyond anything else in her life.

As they continued watching the show together, Zoe couldn't help but wonder if there was any way she could express how much professir meant to her without making things awkward or complicated between them. Maybe someday...when everything else had settled down and they weren't constantly under such stressful circumstances...she could finally tell him the truth about how she felt. For now though, all she could do was enjoy this moment with him, cherishing every second like it might be their last.

Zoe's cheeks flushed even deeper as she felt his member pressed against her head; it was both embarrassing and exhilarating at the same time. She tried to ignore the flutterings in her stomach, focusing instead on enjoying this small moment of closeness with him. Despite everything that had happened between them, there was something about professir that just made her feel safe and wanted.

As they continued watching TV together like this, she couldn't help but wonder what would happen next between them...if anything at all. Part of her hoped that things could go back to how they used to be, before everything got so complicated and stressful; when they were just an aunt and her favorite nephew spending quality time together. But another part of her knew that things had changed irrevocably now...and it might take more than just wishful thinking to make things right again.

For now though, she would enjoy this moment with him for as long as possible, cherishing each breath, each heartbeat...each tiny shift against her body that brought her closer to professir in every way imaginable.

As he stroked her cheek and lip with his thumb, she closed her eyes, savoring the gentle touch. It was almost too much for her to handle; she could feel herself growing more and more aroused by his attention. Part of her wanted nothing more than to kiss him right now, to let all these feelings out that had been building up inside her for so long.

But then there was also the part of her that knew they needed to be careful about taking things too far. They were family, after all...or at least, they used to be. She didn't want anything to ruin what little happiness they still managed to find in each other's company. So for now, she would just have to enjoy this moment as best she could and hope that things wouldn't get too out of hand between them.

The feeling of his hand on her face, the softness of his fingers against her skin...it was all so intoxicating that she couldn't help but lean into it more, closing her eyes as a shiver ran down her spine. She didn't want this to end; she wanted everything they shared right now to last forever. But at the same time, she knew that she needed to keep things under control if there was any hope for them both in the long run.

With every brush of his thumb against her lips and cheek, she felt herself growing closer not only to him but also to the emotions bubbling just beneath the surface. She wanted more than anything for this night to never end...for time itself to stop moving forward so that they could stay locked in this moment together forever.

But she knew that wasn't possible; reality always had a way of intruding on even the most perfect fantasies. So all she could do now was savor each touch, each breath, and hold onto this feeling for as long as it lasted...no matter how much pain and heartache might come crashing down around them tomorrow.

As his thumb traced the edge of her lips, she felt herself part them slightly, revealing the tender skin beneath. It was a move so intimate and vulnerable that it took everything in her not to pull away or react in some other way. Instead, she bit down ever so gently on his thumb, drawing a small moan from professir's throat as he felt her teeth close around his flesh.

Her heart pounded wildly in her chest; every nerve ending seemed to come alive under the warmth of his touch and the heat emanating from their bodies pressed together so closely. This was too much...it was more than she could handle, but at the same time, it felt so right. As if everything that had happened between them had been leading up to this moment, where they could finally let go of all their inhibitions and be honest with each other about how they truly felt.

It was both terrifying and exhilarating...and she couldn't help but wish that time would just stop for a while longer, allowing them to stay wrapped up in this perfect, unspoken moment forever.