Title: The Right Choice
Fandom: FAKE
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Ryo, Berkeley Rose, Dee.
Rating: PG
Setting: After Vol. 7.
Summary: Dee and Rose are alike in many ways, but Ryo is only attracted to one of them.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Charm’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Triple drabble.
There’s no doubt that Berkeley Rose is a very charming man. He’s suave, sophisticated, always immaculately turned out, and has an easy confidence about him which, along with his smile, puts people at ease. He’s handsome, something he’s obviously fully aware of, and the fact that he’s both wealthy and powerful just adds to his appeal. He can easily seduce just about any woman, or man, he sets his sights on, and perhaps under other circumstances Ryo might have been attracted to him.
But he's not, and that isn’t the Commissioner’s fault. It’s just that charm isn’t always enough, and before Ryo ever laid eyes on Berkeley, he’d already met Dee.
The two men are alike in many ways, both good looking and sure of themselves, but where Rose is rich, Dee is just an ordinary working guy. He gets by well enough, but he’ll never be able to afford designer suits and limousines. It hardly matters, because he doesn’t need those things. Money doesn’t mean all that much to him beyond being able to afford the necessities of life, with enough left over to put aside for emergencies. And that’s what sets him apart from Commissioner Rose, because while Rose has it all and still wants more, Dee is content with what he’s got.
For all his charisma, maturity, and breeding, Rose is lacking something Dee has in abundance, an elusive quality Ryo struggles to define. Whatever it is, it’s what makes Dee more attractive in Ryo’s eyes than Berkeley, with all his wealth and influence, will ever be.
Ryo has no regrets about choosing Dee over his rival; Rose is a good man, but he lives in a different world, one where Ryo would never fit. He doesn’t have to worry about that with Dee. They fit seamlessly.
The End