Beautiful Asshole (15/16)
Title: Beautiful asshole
Author: Matsuaurore
Pairings: Sakumoto
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Au, comedy, romance, m-preg and a bit of angst xD
Disclaimer: If I could own them, my life would be perfect xD
Summary: Jun Matsumoto is a beautiful and clever assistant. His career is reaching the top and he will soon become a CEO but the only problem is his boss, Sho Sakurai. As handsome and attractive as a Top model but also a beautiful asshole. How Jun will reach his dream while ignoring his lust for his boss?
A/N: A big kiss for my BabySho for helping me with my baka mistakes <3
Sho's pov:
Two days later, I went to my office with my heart pounding like never before. I was so anxious to see him. I didn't want to lose Jun, I was already too much in love with him to lose him because of work. I needed him.
At eight, my father came into my office, Shu following him. Dad scowled often but rarely at me. Shu never looked pissed.
But both of them looked like they wanted to murder me.
"What did you do?" Dad dropped a piece of paper on my desk.
"What is it?"
"It's Jun's resignation letter. He dropped it off with Nino this morning."
It was a full minute before I could speak. In that time, the only sound was my brother saying. "Sho, dude. What happened?"
"I fucked up." I said, finally, pressing the heels of my hands to my eyes.
Dad sat down, face composed. He was sitting in the chair that, not a month ago, Jun had sat in, trying to drive me crazy by touching himself.
"Tell me what happened." My father's voice got very quiet. I pulled my tie looser around my neck, suffocating under the weight on my chest.
Jun left me.
"We're together. Or, we were."
"I knew it!" Shu yelled just as dad shouted. "You what?!"
"Not until Okinawa." I reassured them quickly. "Before Okinawa, we were just..."
"Fucking?" Shu offered helpfully and received a sharp look from dad.
"Yes. We were just..." A spike of pain gouged into my chest. His expression when I leaned in to kiss him. His full bottom lip caught between my teeth. His laugh against my mouth. "And as you both know, I was a jerk. He gave back just as good, though." I assured them. "And in Okinawa, it became more. Fuck!" I reached for the letter before pulling my hand back. "He really resigned?"
My father nodded, his face completely unreadable. It was his superpower, all my life, in the moments when he felt the most, he showed the least.
"This is why we have the office fraternization policy, Sho." He said, softening his tone with my name. "I thought you knew better than this."
"I know. But... Dad, I love him. I love him so much, it's painful." I scrubbed my hands over my face and then, mentioned for Shu to sit down and told them every detail of what happened in Okinawa. I made it clear that we had essentially just decided to be together.
"You're such a stupid son of a bitch." My brother offered once I'd finished and what could I do but agree?
After a stern lecture and an assurance that there would be more discussion on all of the ways I fucked up, dad went to his office to call Jun to request that he come work for him for the remainder of his internship.
His concern wasn't just for the company, though, if Jun chose to stay on after he graduated, he could easily become one of the most important members of our team. It was also that he had less than three months left to find a new internship, learn the ropes and take on a new project to present to the scholarship board. Given their influence on the business school, their feedback would determine whether Jun would graduate with honors and receive a personal letter of recommendation from the CEO.
It could make or break the beginning of his career.
Shu and I sat in silence for the next hour. He glared at me and I stared out the window. I could almost feel how much he wanted to kick my ass. He had always been very attached to Jun after all. Dad came back into my office and picked up his resignation letter, folding it into neat thirds. I still hadn't been able to look at it. He'd typed it, and for the first time since I met him, I wanted nothing more than to see his ridiculously bad penmanship instead of impersonal black-and-white Times New Roman.
"I told him that this company values him and this family loves him and we wanted him to come back. I even said we were ready to approve your relationship." Dad paused, his eyes turning on me. "He said that was more reason for him to do this on his own."
****
My world crashed down after his resignation. He walked away from me. He left me. I couldn't bear it. Didn't know how to handle this. I had never been heart-broken before and testing it left a deep hole in my chest. I was suffering. A lot.
How could he have handled everything I gave him before but have left over this? Was it really so important for me to treat him like a peer with a man like Furokawa that he would sacrifice what we had between us?
With a groan, I suspected that the reason I had to ask that at all was also the reason Jun left. I thought we could have our relationship and our careers too, but that was because I already proven myself. He was the intern. All he ever wanted was reassurance from me that his career wouldn't suffer from our recklessness and I ended up being the one to ensure it did.
I had to admit, I was surprised the office wasn't on fire with the story of what I'd done but it seemed only dad and Shu knew. Jun had always kept our secret. I wondered if Ninomiya knew everything that had happened, whether he was in touch with Jun.
I soon had an answer. A few days after Okinawa changed, Ninomiya walked into my office without knocking.
"This situation is complete bullshit!"
I looked up at him and put down the file I held in my hands, staring at him just long enough to make him fidget before I spoke. "I want to remind you that this situation is not your business."
"As his best friend, it is."
"And an employee of Sakurai company, and an employee of Shu's, it isn't."
He gazed at me for a long beat and then, nodded. "I know. I would never tell anyone, especially in his state."
"His state?" I frowned. Ninomiya gasped, putting his hand on his mouth. "What are you talking about?"
"Nothing. He isn't well. He barely sleeps and eats. My boyfriend and I are worried."
"You're hiding me something." I frowned again.
"If you really care for him, ask him yourself. Don't let him go so easily." Nino replied.
"Did you see him?"
"Yes. He lives with my lover and me. We don't want to let him alone. He's been offered a job at Jiro's company."
I let out a tense breath. A decent firm, if small. An up-and-comer with some good junior executives but a few real assholes at the top.
"Who is he reporting to?"
"A guy named Gackt."
I closed my eyes to hide my reaction. Satoru Camui, known under the nickname of Gackt. An egomaniac with a penchant for young beautiful men. Jun would know this, what was he thinking?
He was probably thinking that Gackt would have the resources to get him a project that he could worked up substantially enough to present in three months.
"What's his project?"
"Don't remember exactly. He talked about a Pet show..."
I stood, slamming my hands on my desk. Fury strangled me, and I closed my eyes to get a grip on my temper before answering. "That's a tiny account."
"He's only a master's student, Sakurai-san. Of course it's a tiny account. Only someone in love with him would let him work on a million-yen, ten-year marketing contract." Without looking back at me, he turned and left my office.
****
Jun didn't answer his cell and his e-mails I sent to the personal account he had on file. He didn't call, come by or give any indication that he wanted to talk to me. But when your chest feels like it's been cracked open with a pickax and you're unable to sleep, you do things like look up your intern's apartment address, drive over there on Saturday at five in the morning and wait for him to come out.
And when he didn't emerge from the building after almost an entire day, I convinced the security guard that I was his cousin and was worried about his health. He escorted me up and stood behind me as I knocked at his door.
My heart was going to slam its way out of my chest. I heard someone moving inside, walk to the door. I could practically feel his body just inches from mine, separated by wood. A shadow moved through the peephole. And then, silence.
"Jun."
He didn't open the door. But he didn't walk away either.
"Baby, please open up. I need to talk to you."
"I can't Sho." He said after felt like an hour.
I leaned my forehead against the door, pressed my palms flat.
"I'm so sorry."
Silence.
"Jun... Christ. I get it, okay? Berate me for being a new kind of prick. Tell me to go fuck myself. Do this on your terms... Just, don't leave."
Silence. He was still right there. I could feel him.
"I miss you. Fuck, I do miss you. A lot. Baby... I love you so much..."
"Sho, just...not now, okay? I can't do this."
Was he crying? I hated not knowing.
"Hey, buddy. This isn't why you said you wanted up here. He sounds fine. Let's go." The security guard patted my shoulder.
I drove home and proceeded to drink a lot of scotch. For two weeks, I played fool at a seedy bar and ignored my family. I called in sick and only got out of bed to grab an occasional melon pan, or refill my glass, or use the bathroom, whereupon I'd look at my reflection and give myself the finger. I was a sad sack and having never experienced anything like this before, had no idea how to snap out of it. Mom came by with some groceries and left them at my doorstep.
Dad left me daily voice mails with updates about work.
Mai brought me more scotch.
Finally, Shu came by with the only known set of spare keys to my house and dumped a pot of cold water on me, then handed me some takeout sushi. I ate the food while he threatened to tape pictures of Jun all over my house if I didn't get my shit together and come back to work.
Over the next few weeks, Nino surmised that I was incredibly losing my mind and needed a weekly update. He would keep it professional, telling me how Jun was faring in his new job with Gackt. His project was coming together well. They loved him. None of this surprised me. Jun was better than anyone they had by a mile.
Occasionally, Nino would let something else drop. "He is tired because of work." or, "He cut his hair and dyed it in a new brown color. It's so cute."
"His appointment with the doctor went well."
"What?" I raised my tired eyes to look at him.
"Seriously, I swore to him I would shut my clever mouth but you two... It's just a big mess. I want him happy and you were the one making him happy. If he makes a great career but is alone when he needs you the most... Which friend would I be if I stayed here, looking at my best friend destroying himself?"
"What do you mean? You lost me since..."
"The doctor part, I know. I shouldn't tell you, I promised but what if you met him by chance in this café he loves so much? How could you know he loves to have a cup of Macha tea everyday at 2 p.m at Aki? It's impossible for you to go there at this hour in this place when you don't know it's his favorite. I wonder how you would have guessed?" Nino stroked his chin pensively. I checked the hour. 1 p.m. I still had some time to get there.
"Thank you, Nino. I owe you one!" I stood up, grabbed my jacket and rushed outside.
"You two are really stubborn dicks." Nino rolled his eyes. "My ojii-san is going to spank me for that." The short man smiled evilly.
****
I ran as fast as possible and jumped in my silver Audi. I just hoped Jun would let me talk and wouldn't be with someone else. Maybe he had already found a new man... This Aiba who seemed ready to jump on him at the second Jun would agree.
I reached the café, anxious. He wasn't inside yet and I waited in the corner of the street. At 2 p.m, still nobody. I wondered if Nino didn't trick me. I leaned against the wall, my eyes lost into space. Suddenly, I froze. My eyes widened when I saw Jun on the opposite street. He looked tired but what caught my attention was his hand stroking his stomach. A stomach that wasn't as flat as before. He was stroking a little bump that his tank top hid a lot. It couldn't be possible. I was dreaming! But my theory was confirmed when he looked at the glass of a store. There were baby's clothes inside.
Jun was pregnant...
To be continued...
A/N: Woooo, I’m posting early xD I’m going to Turquey for 7 days so don’t worry, you’ll have your chapter next week xD just one chapter left… it went so fast! To be honest, I have started a sequel of this fic but I’m not sure if I will post it or not xD I’m a bit lazy currently xD and as I’m working on a new Ohmiya, I have forgotten a bit my dear Sakumoto (shame on me ><) So, I’ll ask you, tell me if you’re interested in a sequel or not xD
See you next week :D
Author: Matsuaurore
Pairings: Sakumoto
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Au, comedy, romance, m-preg and a bit of angst xD
Disclaimer: If I could own them, my life would be perfect xD
Summary: Jun Matsumoto is a beautiful and clever assistant. His career is reaching the top and he will soon become a CEO but the only problem is his boss, Sho Sakurai. As handsome and attractive as a Top model but also a beautiful asshole. How Jun will reach his dream while ignoring his lust for his boss?
A/N: A big kiss for my BabySho for helping me with my baka mistakes <3
Sho's pov:
Two days later, I went to my office with my heart pounding like never before. I was so anxious to see him. I didn't want to lose Jun, I was already too much in love with him to lose him because of work. I needed him.
At eight, my father came into my office, Shu following him. Dad scowled often but rarely at me. Shu never looked pissed.
But both of them looked like they wanted to murder me.
"What did you do?" Dad dropped a piece of paper on my desk.
"What is it?"
"It's Jun's resignation letter. He dropped it off with Nino this morning."
It was a full minute before I could speak. In that time, the only sound was my brother saying. "Sho, dude. What happened?"
"I fucked up." I said, finally, pressing the heels of my hands to my eyes.
Dad sat down, face composed. He was sitting in the chair that, not a month ago, Jun had sat in, trying to drive me crazy by touching himself.
"Tell me what happened." My father's voice got very quiet. I pulled my tie looser around my neck, suffocating under the weight on my chest.
Jun left me.
"We're together. Or, we were."
"I knew it!" Shu yelled just as dad shouted. "You what?!"
"Not until Okinawa." I reassured them quickly. "Before Okinawa, we were just..."
"Fucking?" Shu offered helpfully and received a sharp look from dad.
"Yes. We were just..." A spike of pain gouged into my chest. His expression when I leaned in to kiss him. His full bottom lip caught between my teeth. His laugh against my mouth. "And as you both know, I was a jerk. He gave back just as good, though." I assured them. "And in Okinawa, it became more. Fuck!" I reached for the letter before pulling my hand back. "He really resigned?"
My father nodded, his face completely unreadable. It was his superpower, all my life, in the moments when he felt the most, he showed the least.
"This is why we have the office fraternization policy, Sho." He said, softening his tone with my name. "I thought you knew better than this."
"I know. But... Dad, I love him. I love him so much, it's painful." I scrubbed my hands over my face and then, mentioned for Shu to sit down and told them every detail of what happened in Okinawa. I made it clear that we had essentially just decided to be together.
"You're such a stupid son of a bitch." My brother offered once I'd finished and what could I do but agree?
After a stern lecture and an assurance that there would be more discussion on all of the ways I fucked up, dad went to his office to call Jun to request that he come work for him for the remainder of his internship.
His concern wasn't just for the company, though, if Jun chose to stay on after he graduated, he could easily become one of the most important members of our team. It was also that he had less than three months left to find a new internship, learn the ropes and take on a new project to present to the scholarship board. Given their influence on the business school, their feedback would determine whether Jun would graduate with honors and receive a personal letter of recommendation from the CEO.
It could make or break the beginning of his career.
Shu and I sat in silence for the next hour. He glared at me and I stared out the window. I could almost feel how much he wanted to kick my ass. He had always been very attached to Jun after all. Dad came back into my office and picked up his resignation letter, folding it into neat thirds. I still hadn't been able to look at it. He'd typed it, and for the first time since I met him, I wanted nothing more than to see his ridiculously bad penmanship instead of impersonal black-and-white Times New Roman.
"I told him that this company values him and this family loves him and we wanted him to come back. I even said we were ready to approve your relationship." Dad paused, his eyes turning on me. "He said that was more reason for him to do this on his own."
****
My world crashed down after his resignation. He walked away from me. He left me. I couldn't bear it. Didn't know how to handle this. I had never been heart-broken before and testing it left a deep hole in my chest. I was suffering. A lot.
How could he have handled everything I gave him before but have left over this? Was it really so important for me to treat him like a peer with a man like Furokawa that he would sacrifice what we had between us?
With a groan, I suspected that the reason I had to ask that at all was also the reason Jun left. I thought we could have our relationship and our careers too, but that was because I already proven myself. He was the intern. All he ever wanted was reassurance from me that his career wouldn't suffer from our recklessness and I ended up being the one to ensure it did.
I had to admit, I was surprised the office wasn't on fire with the story of what I'd done but it seemed only dad and Shu knew. Jun had always kept our secret. I wondered if Ninomiya knew everything that had happened, whether he was in touch with Jun.
I soon had an answer. A few days after Okinawa changed, Ninomiya walked into my office without knocking.
"This situation is complete bullshit!"
I looked up at him and put down the file I held in my hands, staring at him just long enough to make him fidget before I spoke. "I want to remind you that this situation is not your business."
"As his best friend, it is."
"And an employee of Sakurai company, and an employee of Shu's, it isn't."
He gazed at me for a long beat and then, nodded. "I know. I would never tell anyone, especially in his state."
"His state?" I frowned. Ninomiya gasped, putting his hand on his mouth. "What are you talking about?"
"Nothing. He isn't well. He barely sleeps and eats. My boyfriend and I are worried."
"You're hiding me something." I frowned again.
"If you really care for him, ask him yourself. Don't let him go so easily." Nino replied.
"Did you see him?"
"Yes. He lives with my lover and me. We don't want to let him alone. He's been offered a job at Jiro's company."
I let out a tense breath. A decent firm, if small. An up-and-comer with some good junior executives but a few real assholes at the top.
"Who is he reporting to?"
"A guy named Gackt."
I closed my eyes to hide my reaction. Satoru Camui, known under the nickname of Gackt. An egomaniac with a penchant for young beautiful men. Jun would know this, what was he thinking?
He was probably thinking that Gackt would have the resources to get him a project that he could worked up substantially enough to present in three months.
"What's his project?"
"Don't remember exactly. He talked about a Pet show..."
I stood, slamming my hands on my desk. Fury strangled me, and I closed my eyes to get a grip on my temper before answering. "That's a tiny account."
"He's only a master's student, Sakurai-san. Of course it's a tiny account. Only someone in love with him would let him work on a million-yen, ten-year marketing contract." Without looking back at me, he turned and left my office.
****
Jun didn't answer his cell and his e-mails I sent to the personal account he had on file. He didn't call, come by or give any indication that he wanted to talk to me. But when your chest feels like it's been cracked open with a pickax and you're unable to sleep, you do things like look up your intern's apartment address, drive over there on Saturday at five in the morning and wait for him to come out.
And when he didn't emerge from the building after almost an entire day, I convinced the security guard that I was his cousin and was worried about his health. He escorted me up and stood behind me as I knocked at his door.
My heart was going to slam its way out of my chest. I heard someone moving inside, walk to the door. I could practically feel his body just inches from mine, separated by wood. A shadow moved through the peephole. And then, silence.
"Jun."
He didn't open the door. But he didn't walk away either.
"Baby, please open up. I need to talk to you."
"I can't Sho." He said after felt like an hour.
I leaned my forehead against the door, pressed my palms flat.
"I'm so sorry."
Silence.
"Jun... Christ. I get it, okay? Berate me for being a new kind of prick. Tell me to go fuck myself. Do this on your terms... Just, don't leave."
Silence. He was still right there. I could feel him.
"I miss you. Fuck, I do miss you. A lot. Baby... I love you so much..."
"Sho, just...not now, okay? I can't do this."
Was he crying? I hated not knowing.
"Hey, buddy. This isn't why you said you wanted up here. He sounds fine. Let's go." The security guard patted my shoulder.
I drove home and proceeded to drink a lot of scotch. For two weeks, I played fool at a seedy bar and ignored my family. I called in sick and only got out of bed to grab an occasional melon pan, or refill my glass, or use the bathroom, whereupon I'd look at my reflection and give myself the finger. I was a sad sack and having never experienced anything like this before, had no idea how to snap out of it. Mom came by with some groceries and left them at my doorstep.
Dad left me daily voice mails with updates about work.
Mai brought me more scotch.
Finally, Shu came by with the only known set of spare keys to my house and dumped a pot of cold water on me, then handed me some takeout sushi. I ate the food while he threatened to tape pictures of Jun all over my house if I didn't get my shit together and come back to work.
Over the next few weeks, Nino surmised that I was incredibly losing my mind and needed a weekly update. He would keep it professional, telling me how Jun was faring in his new job with Gackt. His project was coming together well. They loved him. None of this surprised me. Jun was better than anyone they had by a mile.
Occasionally, Nino would let something else drop. "He is tired because of work." or, "He cut his hair and dyed it in a new brown color. It's so cute."
"His appointment with the doctor went well."
"What?" I raised my tired eyes to look at him.
"Seriously, I swore to him I would shut my clever mouth but you two... It's just a big mess. I want him happy and you were the one making him happy. If he makes a great career but is alone when he needs you the most... Which friend would I be if I stayed here, looking at my best friend destroying himself?"
"What do you mean? You lost me since..."
"The doctor part, I know. I shouldn't tell you, I promised but what if you met him by chance in this café he loves so much? How could you know he loves to have a cup of Macha tea everyday at 2 p.m at Aki? It's impossible for you to go there at this hour in this place when you don't know it's his favorite. I wonder how you would have guessed?" Nino stroked his chin pensively. I checked the hour. 1 p.m. I still had some time to get there.
"Thank you, Nino. I owe you one!" I stood up, grabbed my jacket and rushed outside.
"You two are really stubborn dicks." Nino rolled his eyes. "My ojii-san is going to spank me for that." The short man smiled evilly.
****
I ran as fast as possible and jumped in my silver Audi. I just hoped Jun would let me talk and wouldn't be with someone else. Maybe he had already found a new man... This Aiba who seemed ready to jump on him at the second Jun would agree.
I reached the café, anxious. He wasn't inside yet and I waited in the corner of the street. At 2 p.m, still nobody. I wondered if Nino didn't trick me. I leaned against the wall, my eyes lost into space. Suddenly, I froze. My eyes widened when I saw Jun on the opposite street. He looked tired but what caught my attention was his hand stroking his stomach. A stomach that wasn't as flat as before. He was stroking a little bump that his tank top hid a lot. It couldn't be possible. I was dreaming! But my theory was confirmed when he looked at the glass of a store. There were baby's clothes inside.
Jun was pregnant...
To be continued...
A/N: Woooo, I’m posting early xD I’m going to Turquey for 7 days so don’t worry, you’ll have your chapter next week xD just one chapter left… it went so fast! To be honest, I have started a sequel of this fic but I’m not sure if I will post it or not xD I’m a bit lazy currently xD and as I’m working on a new Ohmiya, I have forgotten a bit my dear Sakumoto (shame on me ><) So, I’ll ask you, tell me if you’re interested in a sequel or not xD
See you next week :D