It's your first day working at the famous and amazing Gordon Ramsay's restaurant. You are very nervous and want to make a very good first impression on him as you've never met a real TV chef before. You've had a crush on Gordon for years, ever since you first saw him cooking linguine on the TV at 7.

Now you were here a chef standing in front of his amazing 6 star restaurant. You became a chef because Gordon inspired you and you always hoped to work at one of his restaurants and be able to meet him (and maybe a little more, but you weren't willing to believe he could ever love someone like you).

You walk into the restaurant and are greeted by Gordon himself. He was even more beautiful in person. His blonde hair was shining ethereally in the light and his pale skin could not be more beautiful. He glared at me and said "You must be the new kid! You're almost fucking late, did you know that?! At least you weren't cause you'd be fucking fired immediately if you were! Well anyway go to the kitchen and start cooking you better be a fucking good chef!" His British accent was the most amazing sound you'd ever heard. 

You walked back towards the kitchen thinking only of his amazing voice and hoping to hear him say more things later. You were snapped out of your daze by someone else's much less amazing voice when you entered the kitchen. "You must be Y/N. I'm Linda, the head chef when Mr. Ramsey isn't around. You're going to be on sandwich duty. Your station is over there", she pointed towards what you assumed must be the sandwich station, "get started call for me if you need help, don't bother Mr. Ramsey for anything that's not incredibly important."

You walk away feeling sad you won't be able to talk to Gordon without a good reason, and you start to think of possible reasons you could make up to talk to that incredible man without getting into trouble. 

Once at your sandwich station you see bread, cheese, and a toaster oven. You've never been great at making sandwiches and it's never been your specialty. You only made a few in culinary school and they weren't that great, but you assumed based on the ingredients given that you were supposed to be making grilled cheese. You've never been good at making grilled cheese but you were determined to make Gordon proud and make the best grilled cheese he had ever eaten. 

It was on fire! You pulled the grilled cheese out of the toaster oven and it was on fire! On no! What would beautiful handsome Gordon think of you! You burned the grilled cheese! Oh no! Oh man! Here he comes! He looks mad! But even angry his handsome face is the most amazing thing you'd ever seen. 

"WHAT THE FUCK!" I heard his beautiful voice say "I-I-I'm sorry Mr. Ramsey I didn't mean to I-I-I know what it looks like but I'm so sorry." "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU! HIW CAN YOU NOT DO THE  SIMPLE FUCKING TASK OF MAKING MAKEING A FUCKING SANDWICH! YOU'RE A TERRIBLE FUCKING CHEF!" You started to feel tears well in your eyes memories of your abusive parents yelling similar things coming back to you "HOW THE FUCK DID YOU EVER EVEN GET FUCKING HIRED?! YOU'RE THE WORST FUCKING CHEF I'VE EVER SEEN IN ALL MY YEARS OF BEING A CHEF! THIS IS YOUR LAST FUCKING STARW AND YOU'VE NEVER EVEN HAD ANY OTHER STAWS! THIS IS HOW BAD YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKWAD! IF WASN'T SO NICE I'D FIRE YOU RIGHT FUCKING NOW!!"
You couldn't hold back the tears anymore. Hearing such awful words coming out of that beautiful mouth being said in that beautiful voice. You couldn't take it. Ot was just like your parents. You took off running into the back of the kitchen unsure where you were headed. 

You found yourself in the walk in freezer and shut the door behind you. You leaned against the wall and slumped backwards and to the floor letting out a sobbing sigh. Hiw could Gordon Gordon Ramsay of all people, that beautiful beautiful man, how could he say such things. It was just a mistake you think. A mistake anyone could make on their first day. You continue sobbing as memories of similar encounters woth your parents come back to you. You remember how they yelled at you when you first told them of your dreams of being a chef. "You can't even make a grilled cheese" they would say "you can never make it as a chef" they would say. You cried harder thinking about it and how such similar words were said in the beautiful voice just minutes ago.

A knock on the freezer door jolts out of your thoughts. "Yes?" You say in a shakey voice. "It's me! Gordon! Can I come in?!" You hear Gordon voice say from outside the door. "Yes" you reply your voice calmer after hearing his beautiful voice. 

He comes in and looks a little shaken up too. "I'm sorry for how I acted and yelled! I understand that it was a simple mistake and you had little instruction on what you were supposed ti be doing ot was a mistake that anyone even I could have made!" Seeing his beautiful face and hearingthose kind words in his amazing voicemade you smile "It's okay I forgive you." You could never stay mad at such a perfect man.

"And I must be honest I may have snapped more than normal because I find you so attractive and didn't want to be catching feelings for an employee. Even such and attractive one as yourself." You couldn't believe your ears Gordon liked you? That seemed impossible but it was true he just said it. "Gordon I I like you too. I think you're the most beautiful man alive. " you lean in and kiss him overjoyed woth the fact that this is happening and not a dream this time. Gordon Ramsay likes you back.