Pride (3/10)
Title: Pride
Author: Moko
Pairing: Ohmiya, Sakumoto, Yama, Matsumiya
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, drama
Disclaimer: They're not mine...
Summary: When Ohno Satoshi got a new job, he knew he would have to face his past again, but what he didn't expect was to be helped by the most unexpected person...
Previous chapters
Chapter 3: Ohno's POV
He scared me.
He really did. I was looking at him and saw someone else, then I couldn’t hide my fear.
We were at the party, the one for the new project. It seems like a tradition here to make a party when they have a new project going. Ninomiya-san looked kind of annoyed all night long and well… I wouldn’t take his place.
When I saw him in the toilets, I thought he would say something, but he didn’t. He just stared at me without a word, and somehow, it was making me so nervous that when I finally looked at him, I just smiled. I knew I had gone a bit too far previously, it’s not quite like me, but seeing the face he had made, I couldn’t help it. So when he saw me smiling at him, I guess he lost his self-control and shoved me against the door, holding my wrist so tight it hurt. And this pain scared me so much.
When he left, I stayed in the toilets for a moment. My wrist was red and it took some time for me to get my breath back and calm down. It’s strange, I never thought it would still affect me after all this time. I wish he’d never do something like this again.
Actually, I ever wished I’d never have to see him too close to me again, but a few days later, he’s here once more… Smoking in the back of the studio. I’m in charge of taking photos of all our already designed and created items for now, plus I have to design some other stuff and help for the CM’s planning. Jun is our main model for the advertising campaign, as he was for most of the former campaigns, from what it seemed. Luckily, I’m just in charge concerning the male’s part in this matter.
Anyway, the problem is that he is here, he is staring at me and it makes me uncomfortable. What does he want ?! I don’t get it.
“Yes ! Perfect ! Good ! Just lift your head a bit… Okay !” Aiba says while Jun changes his positions and he takes photos.
I’m just here, watching, taking a look at the other items we have from time to time, and I wish it was Friday night and I could go home and spend two days sleeping, drawing or fishing, depending on the weather.
“Okay, check !”
Jun walks toward us and the hair stylist re-arranges his hair while we check the photos together. They’re good. Jun is obviously skilled in posing, he knows what to do, where to look at, etc…
I should have thought before about what he would wear next, and seeing I didn’t prepare anything makes Jun laugh. I pout, analysing what we have…
“Can you wear this ? I’d like to see if it suits you…”
I turn round. It’s Ninomiya again. I almost forgot he was here…
“You seem quite interested in these kind of routine shootings lately, boss.”
Ninomiya smirks.
I know Jun calls him boss as a joke, and he knows Ninomiya likes being reminded that he is the boss indeed.
“My job is partly to check if you do yours correctly, isn’t it ?”
Jun shrugs, then take the cardigan Ninomiya wants him to wear and I quickly find something to match it. He doesn’t seem to mind getting undressed in front of us, not even the boss having this weird look on his face as he does.
Then, I arrange him a bit, and he’s gone again posing on the set. I try to act normally, but I can’t possibly do so with the sent of smoke coming from the boss’ cigarette just beside me. What can I do against it, anyway ? If only I could just move away a bit…
Just when I make a step farther from him, something makes me start. Ninomiya gets nearer to me.
“By the way, I came to tell you I wanted some designs done on paper for tomorrow.”
I turn my face toward him. More work…
“What kind of items ?”
“Anything that might cross your mind and you find good enough…”
I raise my eyebrows so high it makes him smirk. It’s part of his game, I’m sure of it. So I just nod, darting my eyes away. Though a second later, I feel his hand squeezing my butt and it makes me start once more, looking back at him to see his smirk had widened. He takes a puff of his cigarette and blow the smoke right onto my face, making me cough. Just… What the hell !?
I glare at him for a moment, then turn round and walk away. When Aiba sees me leaving, he stops taking photos.
“Ohchan, I need you for the check…”
I hear Ninomiya saying he’ll do it just before I close the door of the changing room, where Jun left his clothes. I don’t know why I’m here, but I just needed somewhere to escape from this guy. What does he want ?
We were nearly done with the shooting and they just need to check the last photos before it’s over, but I can’t go back. He touched my butt, seriously ! How weird is that ?
I stay here for a moment, waiting for Jun. I know he’ll come to get his things back anyway. I hope Ninomiya won’t try to make me even more uneasy that I already am and not come with him.
Though ten minutes later, when Jun enters, he’s alone. I let a relieved sigh escape my mouth while he closes the door behind him.
“He’s gone” he says with a gentle smile on his lips.
“Thanks…”
“Everyone must have told you to be submissive in from of him, but I think it’s good that you’re not letting him control you as he does with the others…” he says, getting undressed once more and I look away.
“It’s not really like that, is it ?”
He shrugs. “A bit, maybe ?”
I sigh. I don’t want this. All I want is to have a good job without anyone bothering me the way that guy does.
“I guess it’s very different from your past job…” Jun says, putting his shirt back.
I nod. So much different. I’m starting to wonder why I accepted to come here. I notice Jun’s expression suddenly becomes… Worried ?
“Is that where you met Sho ?” he asks, pulling up his pants.
“Oh… No.”
There is a short silence. I guess he expects me to say more about the way I met Sho. Or most probably about what happened between us.
“We met at a party, for a common friend’s birthday” I just say.
He tilts his head, nodding, then sit down on a chair to put his shoes on.
“And you became friends ?”
“Actually, we were… Dating…”
He looks up with bewilderment. Is it so hard to believe ?
“Really ? I think I heard about Sho being with someone, but it was a few years ago… I never thought it was you…”
How could he know anyway ? I don’t think Sho was talking a lot about me at work… And he was always avoiding talking about work to me. I know there was a lot of pressure on him at that time and when he was home he just wanted to escape from it, I guess.
“We broke up two years ago” I explain, making him frown.
“Why ?”
I look away. It’s embarrassing to talk about it after all this time. Though Jun can’t know that.
“It’s… Complicated…”
“Oh, okay…”
I’m glad he doesn’t insist, but it seems to bother him. I don’t know why. And why is he asking all these questions about Sho and me anyway ? Don’t tell me…
I get up slowly. He seems to be deep in thoughts because he stopped everything he was doing.
“I’m going back to work…” I mumble, then walk out of the room.
Aiba’s still checking the photos on the computer there, and he seemed to be waiting for me because when I arrive, he immediately says:
“Can you check this ?”
“Ninomiya-san did it already, didn’t he ?”
“Well, yeah… But I would feel better if you did too…”
I smile. It comforts me to know that Aiba-kun trusts my judgement. At least it makes me useful… A bit. All of his photos are good, in the end. Afterwards, we’d have to choose some of them for the promo.
“Why did you leave, by the way ?” he asks, watching me going through his photos closely. “Because of Ninomiya-san ?”
“Does he usually do that kind of things to everyone ?” I ask back, with no precisions about what ‘that kind of things’ is.
Though Aiba answers anyway. “Depends on his mood, I guess… But you’re not the first and not the last, I assure you.”
Somehow, this makes me feel relieved. It’s maybe not against me, after all. Just that he is a spoiled brat and he loves making life harder to everyone.
“Since when is he here ?”
Aiba crosses his arms on his chest. “He arrived four years ago. I was already working here at the time…”
“How was it before ?”
“It was cool. The boss was friendly and the atmosphere was great. Most of the people I was getting along with got fired by Ninomiya-san… There’s only Jun left… And Sho, well… Sho arrived with Ninomiya, anyway.”
I nod. I remember Sho telling me about a transfer… Or more of a promotion he got.
“They’re all good” I say, straightening up and he smiles at me.
“Thanks! Are you going home now ?”
“I think I am. It’s late already…”
Actually, I didn’t realize it was this late, and it makes me feel so much better. I can go home~~ At last!
“What are you doing here ?”
Mom and Dad seems embarrassed, but it’s too late for that, isn’t it ? They let him enter the house, anyway…
After Sho and I broke up, since I was staying at his apartment, the only thing I could do was to go back to my parents’ house. I promised my Mom that I would move out soon, even though she didn’t particularly want me to, but in the end I’m still living here, two years later.
“I wanted to talk to you, your mother kindly invited me in” Sho says.
He seems the most embarrassed of all.
I cross my arms, ready to listen. We’re in the living room, and I still have my suit on me. He raises an eyebrow.
“Don’t you want to make yourself comfortable before ?”
Well, I do. But I also want to know what he has to say.
In the end, I turn round and go upstairs to change. When I’m putting the T-shirt on me, I hear someone knock on the door. It’s him. Somehow, the fact that he’s acting kind of carefree in my house makes me remember things… Things that happened between us… Here.
“Why didn’t you wait downstairs ?” I ask with a strange voice.
I’m not angry at Sho, but there are a few things I can’t accept him doing anymore.
“I thought it would be better to talk here…”
He’s referring to my parents hearing us, I know it.
He hesitantly sits down on my bed and I stay here, standing beside the wardrobe with crossed arms. It seems like we’re still teenagers.
“Actually, I talked with Nino lately…”
He came to talk to me about Ninomiya ?! Just great…
“He doesn’t like you.”
Oh really ? As if I hadn’t noticed that already… Sho’s expression is really serious.
“Listen, I’m worried about you. Nino isn’t going to go easy on you if you don’t do as he tells you.”
“I do everything he tells me to do” I reply quickly.
“Then what’s going on between you two ?”
I open my arms and shrug. How could I know what a wealthy spoiled guy like him has on his mind.
“Ask him…”
“Satoshi, I’m just…” he’s hesitant, I can see it. “Just please, be careful. Don’t do anything to make him angry.”
“Because you’re worried ?”
He nods hastily, and I try to keep my face blank but it’s hard. Does he really care ? And why does he ? These past two years, he never tried to contact me, never asked how I was, and what now ?
I take the sleeve of my T-shirt to roll it up and discover my shoulder. There, I put my finger on the skin, and look back at Sho. I see his eyes widening and his expression slowly turning shattered.
“You still…” but he can’t say more. I stare at him. “Why are you showing this to me ?” he says, his voice hesitant and… Trembling.
“To remind you that you have no decision to make in my life anymore” I try to sound determined, but my tone is more faltering than anything.
He stands up suddenly and I back away from him. Somehow, he seems scared of something. Maybe of what I’m saying…
“Satoshi…” he tries to reach me but I step aside, I’m a bit scared of this too, now.
When he understands that, he stays away from me.
“You know I’ll never forgive myself for doing this to you, don’t you ?”
I know. You won’t, never. I hope you won’t.
I dart my eyes away from him and his stare and he doesn’t try to get nearer again. He sighs when he understands I won’t answer.
“Do you still love me ?” he asks.
I do. Maybe not as much as I used to, but I still do. I asked this question to myself so many times. But what’s the point in saying it now ?
“I know I have no rights to say it, but I love you, Satoshi. And I’m worried about you…”
I know he’s not lying. Sho wouldn’t lie to me, especially not about this. He’s too honest with the others and with himself.
I hold myself tightly, otherwise I feel like I’m going to break. Seeing me like this, he looks down at his feet, as if he was ashamed, then leaves the room.
“Is that all ?”
“I drew everything that crossed my mind and I found good enough” I answer, quoting exactly what he told me yesterday.
He frowns. He’s standing near the window, looking at the few sketches I made this morning. I wanted to do some yesterday night, but after what happened, I just couldn’t. I barely talked to my parents and went to bed straight after dinner.
“It’s good, anyway” he says, still looking at one of them while walking closer toward me.
If only I could back away, but I can’t go any farther, the door is closed. Then, he stops and walks away to his desk, I silently sigh in relief.
“We’ll use this” he concludes, and I nod hastily.
But he doesn’t let me go. After typing something on his computer, he crosses his arms on his chest and looks straight at me.
“Ohno-san, tell me. How were your first weeks here ?” he asks.
He seems interested, but I’m sure it’s fake.
“It’s been fine. I’ve met a lot of people, have too much work and so little time” I say quickly.
Stress makes me say stupid things.
“That’s what we all have to make do with” he says and his smirk is back.
He gets up from his seat and slowly walks closer again.
“Did you talk with Sho ? He probably gave you some warnings about me… I heard you knew each other before !”
The only thing I can do is nodding dumbly. I can’t say anything. He crosses his arms, getting closer and closer… Too close !
“What is that supposed to mean ?”
“I…”
I step farther away, as far as I can, but it’s not enough. He’s a meter away now and is staring at me with a scrutinizing look that sends chills down my spine. Is he up to something ?
“Are you afraid of me ?” he says, frowning, but his smile is still there.
“I… I’m not.”
“Then why aren’t you saying anything ? Why aren’t you answering me ?”
I open my mouth to say something, but I can’t. He must be delighted inside of him, but he doesn’t show it. I don’t know why nothing is coming out of my mouth, but it makes me so angry.
Suddenly, my train of thoughts is stopped by a violent pull on my arm and a second later, I feel his lips on mine.
Everything freezes inside of my head. He’s holding my arm strongly, his lips are wet against mine and my eyes are wide opened.
What. The. Hell.
It takes a few seconds to get my senses back. I struggle to free my arm from his hold and push him away. I wanted to punch him at first but I thought it would be bad if he was injured. So I slap him as hard as I can, then quickly open the door and run away.
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A/N: So! Things are getting a bit more complicated than how it first seemed in this chapter!
What actually happened between Ohchan and Sho?? Haha that's the big question x)
Author: Moko
Pairing: Ohmiya, Sakumoto, Yama, Matsumiya
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, drama
Disclaimer: They're not mine...
Summary: When Ohno Satoshi got a new job, he knew he would have to face his past again, but what he didn't expect was to be helped by the most unexpected person...
Previous chapters
Chapter 3: Ohno's POV
He scared me.
He really did. I was looking at him and saw someone else, then I couldn’t hide my fear.
We were at the party, the one for the new project. It seems like a tradition here to make a party when they have a new project going. Ninomiya-san looked kind of annoyed all night long and well… I wouldn’t take his place.
When I saw him in the toilets, I thought he would say something, but he didn’t. He just stared at me without a word, and somehow, it was making me so nervous that when I finally looked at him, I just smiled. I knew I had gone a bit too far previously, it’s not quite like me, but seeing the face he had made, I couldn’t help it. So when he saw me smiling at him, I guess he lost his self-control and shoved me against the door, holding my wrist so tight it hurt. And this pain scared me so much.
When he left, I stayed in the toilets for a moment. My wrist was red and it took some time for me to get my breath back and calm down. It’s strange, I never thought it would still affect me after all this time. I wish he’d never do something like this again.
Actually, I ever wished I’d never have to see him too close to me again, but a few days later, he’s here once more… Smoking in the back of the studio. I’m in charge of taking photos of all our already designed and created items for now, plus I have to design some other stuff and help for the CM’s planning. Jun is our main model for the advertising campaign, as he was for most of the former campaigns, from what it seemed. Luckily, I’m just in charge concerning the male’s part in this matter.
Anyway, the problem is that he is here, he is staring at me and it makes me uncomfortable. What does he want ?! I don’t get it.
“Yes ! Perfect ! Good ! Just lift your head a bit… Okay !” Aiba says while Jun changes his positions and he takes photos.
I’m just here, watching, taking a look at the other items we have from time to time, and I wish it was Friday night and I could go home and spend two days sleeping, drawing or fishing, depending on the weather.
“Okay, check !”
Jun walks toward us and the hair stylist re-arranges his hair while we check the photos together. They’re good. Jun is obviously skilled in posing, he knows what to do, where to look at, etc…
I should have thought before about what he would wear next, and seeing I didn’t prepare anything makes Jun laugh. I pout, analysing what we have…
“Can you wear this ? I’d like to see if it suits you…”
I turn round. It’s Ninomiya again. I almost forgot he was here…
“You seem quite interested in these kind of routine shootings lately, boss.”
Ninomiya smirks.
I know Jun calls him boss as a joke, and he knows Ninomiya likes being reminded that he is the boss indeed.
“My job is partly to check if you do yours correctly, isn’t it ?”
Jun shrugs, then take the cardigan Ninomiya wants him to wear and I quickly find something to match it. He doesn’t seem to mind getting undressed in front of us, not even the boss having this weird look on his face as he does.
Then, I arrange him a bit, and he’s gone again posing on the set. I try to act normally, but I can’t possibly do so with the sent of smoke coming from the boss’ cigarette just beside me. What can I do against it, anyway ? If only I could just move away a bit…
Just when I make a step farther from him, something makes me start. Ninomiya gets nearer to me.
“By the way, I came to tell you I wanted some designs done on paper for tomorrow.”
I turn my face toward him. More work…
“What kind of items ?”
“Anything that might cross your mind and you find good enough…”
I raise my eyebrows so high it makes him smirk. It’s part of his game, I’m sure of it. So I just nod, darting my eyes away. Though a second later, I feel his hand squeezing my butt and it makes me start once more, looking back at him to see his smirk had widened. He takes a puff of his cigarette and blow the smoke right onto my face, making me cough. Just… What the hell !?
I glare at him for a moment, then turn round and walk away. When Aiba sees me leaving, he stops taking photos.
“Ohchan, I need you for the check…”
I hear Ninomiya saying he’ll do it just before I close the door of the changing room, where Jun left his clothes. I don’t know why I’m here, but I just needed somewhere to escape from this guy. What does he want ?
We were nearly done with the shooting and they just need to check the last photos before it’s over, but I can’t go back. He touched my butt, seriously ! How weird is that ?
I stay here for a moment, waiting for Jun. I know he’ll come to get his things back anyway. I hope Ninomiya won’t try to make me even more uneasy that I already am and not come with him.
Though ten minutes later, when Jun enters, he’s alone. I let a relieved sigh escape my mouth while he closes the door behind him.
“He’s gone” he says with a gentle smile on his lips.
“Thanks…”
“Everyone must have told you to be submissive in from of him, but I think it’s good that you’re not letting him control you as he does with the others…” he says, getting undressed once more and I look away.
“It’s not really like that, is it ?”
He shrugs. “A bit, maybe ?”
I sigh. I don’t want this. All I want is to have a good job without anyone bothering me the way that guy does.
“I guess it’s very different from your past job…” Jun says, putting his shirt back.
I nod. So much different. I’m starting to wonder why I accepted to come here. I notice Jun’s expression suddenly becomes… Worried ?
“Is that where you met Sho ?” he asks, pulling up his pants.
“Oh… No.”
There is a short silence. I guess he expects me to say more about the way I met Sho. Or most probably about what happened between us.
“We met at a party, for a common friend’s birthday” I just say.
He tilts his head, nodding, then sit down on a chair to put his shoes on.
“And you became friends ?”
“Actually, we were… Dating…”
He looks up with bewilderment. Is it so hard to believe ?
“Really ? I think I heard about Sho being with someone, but it was a few years ago… I never thought it was you…”
How could he know anyway ? I don’t think Sho was talking a lot about me at work… And he was always avoiding talking about work to me. I know there was a lot of pressure on him at that time and when he was home he just wanted to escape from it, I guess.
“We broke up two years ago” I explain, making him frown.
“Why ?”
I look away. It’s embarrassing to talk about it after all this time. Though Jun can’t know that.
“It’s… Complicated…”
“Oh, okay…”
I’m glad he doesn’t insist, but it seems to bother him. I don’t know why. And why is he asking all these questions about Sho and me anyway ? Don’t tell me…
I get up slowly. He seems to be deep in thoughts because he stopped everything he was doing.
“I’m going back to work…” I mumble, then walk out of the room.
Aiba’s still checking the photos on the computer there, and he seemed to be waiting for me because when I arrive, he immediately says:
“Can you check this ?”
“Ninomiya-san did it already, didn’t he ?”
“Well, yeah… But I would feel better if you did too…”
I smile. It comforts me to know that Aiba-kun trusts my judgement. At least it makes me useful… A bit. All of his photos are good, in the end. Afterwards, we’d have to choose some of them for the promo.
“Why did you leave, by the way ?” he asks, watching me going through his photos closely. “Because of Ninomiya-san ?”
“Does he usually do that kind of things to everyone ?” I ask back, with no precisions about what ‘that kind of things’ is.
Though Aiba answers anyway. “Depends on his mood, I guess… But you’re not the first and not the last, I assure you.”
Somehow, this makes me feel relieved. It’s maybe not against me, after all. Just that he is a spoiled brat and he loves making life harder to everyone.
“Since when is he here ?”
Aiba crosses his arms on his chest. “He arrived four years ago. I was already working here at the time…”
“How was it before ?”
“It was cool. The boss was friendly and the atmosphere was great. Most of the people I was getting along with got fired by Ninomiya-san… There’s only Jun left… And Sho, well… Sho arrived with Ninomiya, anyway.”
I nod. I remember Sho telling me about a transfer… Or more of a promotion he got.
“They’re all good” I say, straightening up and he smiles at me.
“Thanks! Are you going home now ?”
“I think I am. It’s late already…”
Actually, I didn’t realize it was this late, and it makes me feel so much better. I can go home~~ At last!
“What are you doing here ?”
Mom and Dad seems embarrassed, but it’s too late for that, isn’t it ? They let him enter the house, anyway…
After Sho and I broke up, since I was staying at his apartment, the only thing I could do was to go back to my parents’ house. I promised my Mom that I would move out soon, even though she didn’t particularly want me to, but in the end I’m still living here, two years later.
“I wanted to talk to you, your mother kindly invited me in” Sho says.
He seems the most embarrassed of all.
I cross my arms, ready to listen. We’re in the living room, and I still have my suit on me. He raises an eyebrow.
“Don’t you want to make yourself comfortable before ?”
Well, I do. But I also want to know what he has to say.
In the end, I turn round and go upstairs to change. When I’m putting the T-shirt on me, I hear someone knock on the door. It’s him. Somehow, the fact that he’s acting kind of carefree in my house makes me remember things… Things that happened between us… Here.
“Why didn’t you wait downstairs ?” I ask with a strange voice.
I’m not angry at Sho, but there are a few things I can’t accept him doing anymore.
“I thought it would be better to talk here…”
He’s referring to my parents hearing us, I know it.
He hesitantly sits down on my bed and I stay here, standing beside the wardrobe with crossed arms. It seems like we’re still teenagers.
“Actually, I talked with Nino lately…”
He came to talk to me about Ninomiya ?! Just great…
“He doesn’t like you.”
Oh really ? As if I hadn’t noticed that already… Sho’s expression is really serious.
“Listen, I’m worried about you. Nino isn’t going to go easy on you if you don’t do as he tells you.”
“I do everything he tells me to do” I reply quickly.
“Then what’s going on between you two ?”
I open my arms and shrug. How could I know what a wealthy spoiled guy like him has on his mind.
“Ask him…”
“Satoshi, I’m just…” he’s hesitant, I can see it. “Just please, be careful. Don’t do anything to make him angry.”
“Because you’re worried ?”
He nods hastily, and I try to keep my face blank but it’s hard. Does he really care ? And why does he ? These past two years, he never tried to contact me, never asked how I was, and what now ?
I take the sleeve of my T-shirt to roll it up and discover my shoulder. There, I put my finger on the skin, and look back at Sho. I see his eyes widening and his expression slowly turning shattered.
“You still…” but he can’t say more. I stare at him. “Why are you showing this to me ?” he says, his voice hesitant and… Trembling.
“To remind you that you have no decision to make in my life anymore” I try to sound determined, but my tone is more faltering than anything.
He stands up suddenly and I back away from him. Somehow, he seems scared of something. Maybe of what I’m saying…
“Satoshi…” he tries to reach me but I step aside, I’m a bit scared of this too, now.
When he understands that, he stays away from me.
“You know I’ll never forgive myself for doing this to you, don’t you ?”
I know. You won’t, never. I hope you won’t.
I dart my eyes away from him and his stare and he doesn’t try to get nearer again. He sighs when he understands I won’t answer.
“Do you still love me ?” he asks.
I do. Maybe not as much as I used to, but I still do. I asked this question to myself so many times. But what’s the point in saying it now ?
“I know I have no rights to say it, but I love you, Satoshi. And I’m worried about you…”
I know he’s not lying. Sho wouldn’t lie to me, especially not about this. He’s too honest with the others and with himself.
I hold myself tightly, otherwise I feel like I’m going to break. Seeing me like this, he looks down at his feet, as if he was ashamed, then leaves the room.
“Is that all ?”
“I drew everything that crossed my mind and I found good enough” I answer, quoting exactly what he told me yesterday.
He frowns. He’s standing near the window, looking at the few sketches I made this morning. I wanted to do some yesterday night, but after what happened, I just couldn’t. I barely talked to my parents and went to bed straight after dinner.
“It’s good, anyway” he says, still looking at one of them while walking closer toward me.
If only I could back away, but I can’t go any farther, the door is closed. Then, he stops and walks away to his desk, I silently sigh in relief.
“We’ll use this” he concludes, and I nod hastily.
But he doesn’t let me go. After typing something on his computer, he crosses his arms on his chest and looks straight at me.
“Ohno-san, tell me. How were your first weeks here ?” he asks.
He seems interested, but I’m sure it’s fake.
“It’s been fine. I’ve met a lot of people, have too much work and so little time” I say quickly.
Stress makes me say stupid things.
“That’s what we all have to make do with” he says and his smirk is back.
He gets up from his seat and slowly walks closer again.
“Did you talk with Sho ? He probably gave you some warnings about me… I heard you knew each other before !”
The only thing I can do is nodding dumbly. I can’t say anything. He crosses his arms, getting closer and closer… Too close !
“What is that supposed to mean ?”
“I…”
I step farther away, as far as I can, but it’s not enough. He’s a meter away now and is staring at me with a scrutinizing look that sends chills down my spine. Is he up to something ?
“Are you afraid of me ?” he says, frowning, but his smile is still there.
“I… I’m not.”
“Then why aren’t you saying anything ? Why aren’t you answering me ?”
I open my mouth to say something, but I can’t. He must be delighted inside of him, but he doesn’t show it. I don’t know why nothing is coming out of my mouth, but it makes me so angry.
Suddenly, my train of thoughts is stopped by a violent pull on my arm and a second later, I feel his lips on mine.
Everything freezes inside of my head. He’s holding my arm strongly, his lips are wet against mine and my eyes are wide opened.
What. The. Hell.
It takes a few seconds to get my senses back. I struggle to free my arm from his hold and push him away. I wanted to punch him at first but I thought it would be bad if he was injured. So I slap him as hard as I can, then quickly open the door and run away.
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A/N: So! Things are getting a bit more complicated than how it first seemed in this chapter!
What actually happened between Ohchan and Sho?? Haha that's the big question x)