Boss for auction (3/7)
Title: Boss for auction (3/7)
Pairing: Ohmiya
Summary: Finally, he had done it. He had bought his boss.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: The plot is mine. Revised and completed by zazasukie
Genre: AU
Words count: 972
AN: unbetaed
Previous
[That night, in Nino’s house]
“And how should I call you? Wouldn’t it be more credible if we use more affectionate names than our surnames?” asked Ohno, hours later, pensively poking his cheek with the ball-point pen he was holding.
Nino looked at him out of the corner of his eye, trying not to ogle the older man. His boss had left his jacket and his bow tie somewhere around the room and was now reading the life report that Nino had written for him; his sleeves rolled up and the collar of his immaculate white shirt opened, showing the tantalizing, tanned skin that was hidden under it.
To tell the truth, Nino would have never guessed that his boss would take his request so seriously, but the man had surprised him accepting the proposal without complaints. He had even gone so far as to propose preparing a life report about each other to make their act more credible.
“I thought you would be more surprised by my request and would take this worse,” Nino couldn’t help but comment.
Ohno shot him a knowing glance, “I guessed your intentions from the very beginning. You’re so transparent! Why would you accept to pay so much money for me if you didn’t plan to embarrass me?”
Blushing, Nino ducked his head, feeling a bit guilty. Although it was technically true that the first thing he had had in mind when he had bought his boss was taking revenge on him and forcing him to accept a ridiculous request, he couldn’t deny that the thought of ‘possessing’ his boss made his heart beat faster and his mind go wild with the infinite possibilities.
“However, you should know by now that when I start a project I’ll try my best to do it perfectly,” his boss stated, interrupting his guilty thoughts. “So, how should I call you?”
“K-Kazunari?” the young man stuttered.
“I think ‘Kazu’ is much more intimate,” his boss affirmed with a toothy smile, charming and infuriating at the same time. “So I’ll call you ‘Kazu’. How are you going to call me?”
Nino frowned. Clearly, his evil plan wasn’t working as well as he had expected because right now, the most embarrassed wasn’t his boss but him!
“ ‘Darling’?” Nino proposed mockingly, trying to get even.
“Well, that’s your choice,” replied Ohno, shrugging his shoulders, “but I don’t think your family is going to swallow our little lie so easily if you don’t take it seriously yourself.” With those words, his boss shot him a reproachful gaze, pouting slightly.
“O.k., o.k.,” surrendered Nino raising his hands to placate him. “What about ‘Oh-chan’?”
“ ‘Oh-chan’…” repeated his boss, “It has a nice ring to it. O.k., it’s decided! You’ll be ‘Kazu’ and I’ll be ‘Oh-chan’!” he beamed at his secretary as if they had finished one of their project’s deadlines just in time.
Nino’s heart skipped a beat. “R-Right, I-I’m going to prepare some coffee, do you want a cup?” he stuttered, standing up hurriedly to try to hide his increasingly red cheeks.
“O.k.,” yawned his boss, making himself comfortable on the couch. Then, he took his report and distractedly began to go over it again.
Nino left the room as fast as he could without looking too desperate. After ten minutes, when his heart rate normalized and his cheeks didn’t burn him to the touch, the younger man returned to the living room, carrying two cups of coffee and some snacks on a tray.
He found his boss spread on the couch, snoring softly, the report he was reading forgotten on the floor.
“He must be really tired,” murmured Nino, quietly placing the tray on the coffee table, “but I suppose anyone would be exhausted if they had a business travel the same day of the Christmas party.”
Debating between waking him up or not, Nino finally decided to let the worn-out man sleep on the couch peacefully. After leaving the tray in the kitchen, he took a blanket out of the closet and put it on his boss, who sighed and tossed over to find a more comfortable posture on the small couch.
“Good night, Oh-chan” murmured Nino, turning off the lights of the room and closing the door of his bedroom behind him.
~~
Early the next morning, when Nino entered the living room he found the couch empty and the blanket neatly folded on the coffee table. There was a small note on the blanket.
“I went to my home to pack some things for the trip but don’t worry, I’ll come back soon with a delicious breakfast! ^___~
Oh-chan”
Nino finished reading the small note with a smile on his lips. When he wanted, his boss could be so cute…
The loud bell of the door snapped him out of his daydreaming and he ran to open it before the noise could wake up his neighbours.
In front of him, dressed casually in worn-out jeans and a black polo shirt, Ohno was waiting, precariously holding a small, leather bag and a plastic tray with two coffee cups and a paper bag.
“Hi,” the older man greeted him; entering the room without paying attention to Nino’s shocked face. “I’ve brought breakfast, as I promised!” he exclaimed, pointing the coffee cups and raising the paper bag.
“Hi,” Nino greeted him, still trying to overcome the shock of seeing his boss dressed informally. Walking slowly, he approached the couch while Ohno laid the table as confident as if he were in his own home. “I’ve bought you melon pan,” his boss commented, taking the pastries out of the paper bag. “It's your favourite, isn't it?”
“How do you know that?” asked Nino, puzzled.
“That’s a secret,” Ohno winked mischievously at him and Nino couldn’t get any information out of him no matter how hard he tried.
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