Requested by @EcLiPsEsUcKsDiCkS I hope you enjoy

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Martial Law's P.O.V.

I'm in my new office. Brand new desk. Brand new chair. Brand new power. I finally took control of the country. I'm in complete control. I replaced all of the previous staff with new more loyal ones. All of them love me. All, except one. My secretary. They always try to defy my orders, misinform me, deceit me. The only reason why they are still employed, is if they do their job correctly, it's perfect. Greater than great. I don't want to fire them. But I feel like I'll have to, to save myself. They're something I hate, but for some reason also love. They're beautiful, smart and strongwilled. They're something I want to get rid of and keep. The door opens and they enter. They have a stack of papers in their hands. They go up to me and put the papers on my desk.

Y/N: "Here's those papers you wanted sir."

Martial Law: "Thank you. Now let's hope you did them correctly."

Y/N: "Atleast I don't opress my people."

Before I could respond they already left. Leaving me alone again. I check the documents and see they're for once filled in correctly. Perfect like I want. Now let's implement them. I lay back again in my chair and relax. I can't because of them. I can't stop thinking about them. Why can't I stop thinking about them? Why do I love and hate them? Maybe If they're gone they'll leave my mind. I leave my desk and go search for them. I find them and give them one singular paper and wait for their reaction.

Y/N: "You... you fired me? Why? I did nothing wrong! You can't just fire me!"

Martial Law: "Be happy you're only getting fired. Now get out."

Some of my guards grab them and kick them out. I go back into my office with a wierd feeling. I can't really describe it. Oh well , it'll go away eventually. After a couple of hours I get messages that all my other employees quit. None of them said why. Why? Why would they quit me? I get one final message. Another one that quit, but also saying why. Because I fired... Y/N? Do they like them so much to quit me? Are they idiots? Well I need them back quick. To do that I need Y/N back. But how to do that? I'll need to think about it.

Y/N's P.O.V.

Why would Martial Law even fire me? I filled a couple of his documents correctly, thinking they would help people. I hope he did implement them. I want him to have less power over the country. I want my people to be free. To be more democratic. I did hear that the rest quit their job. I don't know why though. Did they like me so much? Doesn't really matter. I finally get home and lay in my couch. I don't know what to do now. I'm going looking for another job obviously. But which one, and will they even hire me? I suddenly get a text from... Martial Law? Why is he texting me? He says he wants me back. Well, I'm not going to. He should have thought of the concequences of his actions. He's always spontanious, never thinks things through and only surrounds himself with yes men. And for some reason I love something in him. Wait, what am I thinking? He's a horrible person! Great now texted me that he's coming over. I don't want to see him. I'll just stay at a friends house. I know I can trust her. I get out of my house and walk to her house. It's only 15 minutes of walking. I feel like I'm being watched. Time to speedwalk out of here. Great, I'm being followed by Martial Law's guards. I get grabbed by one of them and push me into some sort of van.

Y/N: "Hey! Where are you taking me!?"

They don't respond.

Y/N: "You can't just do this!"

No response again, but this time they cover my mouth. Great. We drive for about 30 minutes before we stop. They push me out and pull me inside of a building. The same building I worked at. I automaticly go to his office. I know what he wants. I enter and sit on a chair across from him. We sit in silence for 5 minutes. Until I speak.

Y/N: "So... why are you here? You know I'm just going to deny everything you suggest."

Martial Law: "I'm not letting you leave until I get what I want. So easy way or hard way?"

Y/N: "You aren't getting me back to work for you. No matter what."

Martial Law: "I'll give a raise of how much you like."

Y/N: "No."

Martial Law: "I'll get rid of anyone you want. Anoying family, enemies or backstabbers. Anyone!"

Y/N: "What? No!"

Martial Law: "Fine, I'll let you make decisions with me. I just want you back."

Y/N: "Wait, what? What do you mean?"

Martial Law: "You know what. I'll just tell you the truth. I don't care about the others. They can die for all I care. It took me a long time to realise this. I love you."

Y/N: "W-what?"

Martial Law: "I know right? Crazy to believe but it's true. I love you from the moment I saw you. You're beautiful, smart and headstrong. Exactly what I want."

Y/N: "I-I don't know. Fine, I love you too. Just let me help you run things better."

Martial Law: "I promise, I'll listen to your suggestions. Now come here, I want to give you something."

I go over to him and he pulls me onto his lap. I know what to do. I pull his head closer and lock lips. Passionately making out.

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I didn't really know how to write martial law. Or even a genderfluid person for that matter. So I hope I did it good.