Title: Office Fiction Ch. 7 (Karyu's POV)
Author:
nelly_dFandom: D & D'espairsRay
Rating: R
Character(s)/Pairing: Asagi x Karyu (one-sided) & Asagi x Toshiya [Dir en grey]
Summary: Karyu has an emotional breakdown and decides to confess everything that's going on in his head.
Notes: none
Ch 1. Jealousy |
Ch 2. Drunk |
Ch 3. Sick |
Ch 4. Emotion |
Ch 5. Lonely |
Ch 6. Love After typing up the last report, I noticed Asagi leaving the meeting room. He looked a little brighter today and strangely more attractive. I know he didn’t change anything. He was wearing his suit the same and he had the same hairstyle. Maybe I still haven’t gotten over what supposedly happened that night.
My hand suddenly snuck off my desk and onto my thigh. I continued to watch the other man walk toward his office and my hand gripped my thigh, suddenly feeling a slight tingle between my legs. I bit my lip and my eyes widen once he joined his side.
The hatred and jealousy slowly seethed up to the surface and a tear began to prick the corner of my eyes. I quickly wiped them away and forced myself up, heading toward the restroom.
I pushed the door open and went into the last stall, letting the door close. I sat in the corner of the stall and slid down the wall, pulling my legs in and burying my face to hide the tears.
Why do I want him so much? Why do I feel like I desperately need him in my life, all of a sudden? Why can’t I control these tears or even…my body’s reaction to his presence? It’s never been this way, but I feel like…maybe…I should do something. But I know I can’t take him away from his secretary slut. It feels like I’ve failed myself, being so pathetic over a man I can’t have.
“Karyu-san…” a voice suddenly spoke, interrupting my discouraging thoughts.
I sniffed a bit and wiped my eyes, before looking up at the familiar figure. My eyes widen once I realized who was saying my name.
“Karyu-san…are you alright?” the dark haired man asked, holding the stall door open.
I scrambled to my feet and brushed off my pants. I pushed past Asagi and mumbled, “I’m fine.”
Walking toward the sink, I turned the water on and splashed some on my face. I reached over for a couple paper towels and dried my face.
“Are you sure?” he asked, turning around to face me, “You can trust me if something’s bothering you.”
“Bothering me?” I chuckled a little, throwing the damp paper towels away as I turned to him, “There’s nothing bothering me, Asagi-san. I’m perfectly fine.”
Asagi blinked a couple times and suggested, “Well, whatever it is, perhaps you should take the rest of the day off.”
“Yeah, like that’ll really help,” I laughed to myself and quickly covered my mouth as I realized that my words were spoken aloud.
“Karyu-san,” he said softly, placing his hand gently on my shoulder, “if there’s anything I can do, just tell me, alright?” He gave me an assuring smile and let his hand slip off my shoulder, then headed toward the door.
This was my chance to confess all that anger and jealousy I’ve been holding back for months. If I don’t get it out now, who knows how long I can keep up this professional act.
“Asagi-san…” I said softly.
“Hai?” he responded, pausing his steps to look at me.
“I…I don’t know how long I can stay here, Asagi-san.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, you remember more of that night than I do, so you probably know that I-“
“Oh! Yes, I do, but you were drunk and I didn’t take it personally,” he said with a little smile.
“Dru…Asagi-san, I like you,” I confessed, “Whatever I said I probably meant it. But I seriously don’t know how long I can go along with this charade of acting like everything is fine, especially while you’re around.” I sighed softly and continued, “I don’t know what you did to me, but…but I want you more than ever, Asagi-san.”
I looked away from the other man and muttered, “There’s nothing I can do. You’re too attached to him.” I started heading out the bathroom, until a hand grabbed my arm and pulled me away.
Asagi pulled me into his arms and held onto me, slowly rubbing my back. He whispered, “I’m sorry, Karyu-san. It’s my fault I made you cry. I should’ve stopped myself, but I…”