Beautiful Asshole (9/16)
Title: Beautiful asshole
Author: Matsuaurore
Pairings: Sakumoto
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Au, comedy, romance, m-preg and a bit of angst and smut 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
Chapter 9:
Sho's pov:
When Thursday morning dawned, I knew we needed to have some sort of discussion. I would be away from the office all day Friday, so, today was our last day together before he left town. I was anxious. I was pretty sure the interaction in my office the day before revealed to us both that he was slowly taking more and more of me. I wanted to be with him almost all of the time, and not just naked and wild. I just wanted to be near him, and my own need of self-preservation had been plaguing me all week.
What had he said? I don't want to want this. This isn't good for me. Only when Mai discovered us had I truly understood what Jun meant. I'd hated my desire for him because it was the first time in my life I was unable to push something out of my head and focus on work, but no one (not even my family) would really blame me for being attracted by Jun. In contrast, he would forever be tainted with the reputation of being the man who slept his way to the top. For someone as brilliant as he was, that association would be a constant and painful thorn in his side.
He was right to put distance between us. This pull we felt when we were together was entirely unhealthy. Nothing good could come from it and I decided once again to use our time apart to regain my focus. When I entered my office after lunch, I was surprised to find him seated at his desk busily working on the computer.
"I know you will be out tomorrow, so, there's no reason for me to be here. I realize you don't like having an assistant but I've already given Kazunari a detailed list of your schedule and the things you'll need. I doubt there will be any problems but just in case, he's promised to keep an eye on you." He raised a brow in challenge and I rolled my eyes in return. "You have my numbers if you need anything. I'll get into Okinawa a few hours before you, so, I'll just plan on picking you up at the airport."
We continued to stare at each other for a few moments and I was almost positive that our thoughts were the same: Okinawa would be a colossal test.
"Have a nice trip, Matsumoto-san." I said, taking every bit of willpower I had to not walk around the desk and kiss him. "I'll see you in Okinawa, then."
"Yes."
I nodded and walked into my office, shutting the door behind me. I didn't see him for the rest of the day and our terse goodbye for once, felt completely wrong.
****
All weekend, I thought about what it would be like to have him gone for two weeks. On the one hand, it would be nice to enjoy a full day at work without the distraction. On the other, I wondered if it would feel odd not having him there. He'd been a near constant in my life for almost one year and regardless of our differences, it had become comforting to have him around.
Nino entered my office on Monday at nine o'clock sharp, smiling brightly as he approached me. He was followed by an attractive young man who was introduced as Ren, my new temporary assistant. He looked up at me with a shy smile and I saw Nino place a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
I decided that I would use this as an opportunity. I would prove to anyone that my reputation was simply a result of working with someone as headstrong as Matsumoto.
"It's very nice to meet you, Ren-san." I said, smiling widely and offering him my hand to shake. He looked at me strangely with a sort of glazed expression.
"It's nice to meet you too, sir." He said as he glanced back at Nino. Nino looked down at my hand quizzically and back up to me before speaking to Ren.
"Okay. Well, we've already gone over everything that Jun left. Here's on your desk."
A strange feeling crept over me at the image of Ren sitting at Jun's desk. I felt my smile falter and I turned to Nino.
"You can leave, thank you."
Ren quit before lunch. Apparently I came off 'a bit of gruff' when he managed to start a small fire in the break room microwave. The last I saw of him, he was in tears and sprinting out my door, wailing something about a hostile work environment.
The second temp, a young woman named Reira, came in around two o'clock. Reira seemed highly intelligent and I looked forward to working with a woman. Unfortunately, I spoke too soon.
Every time I passed Reira at his computer she was online, looking at pictures and watching a music video. She would quickly minimize the window, but unfortunately for her, I wasn't a complete idiot. I asked her to not bother returning the next day.
The third was no better. His name was Akira. He talked too much, his pants were too tight and the way he gnawed on the cap of his pen made him look like an animal trying to free itself from a trap. It was nothing like the way Jun would pensively hold the end of his pen between his teeth when he was deep in thought. That was subtle and sexy, this was nothing short of obscene. Unacceptable. Akira was gone by Tuesday afternoon.
The week continued on in much the same way. I went through five different assistants. I heard the booming laugh of my brother in the hall outside my office on more than one occasion. Jackass. He didn't even work on this floor. I began to feel like people were enjoying my misery a bit too much.
Although I had absolutely no doubt that Matsumoto had already been informed of my temp nightmares by Nino, I received several texts from him throughout the first week, checking on how things were going. I began looking forward to them, even checking my phone periodically to see if I might have missed an alert. I hated to admit it but at this point I would have traded my car just to have him and his harpy disposition back.
Besides missing his body, which I did desperately, I also missed the fire between us. He knew I was a bastard and he put it up with it. I had no idea why, but he did. I felt my respect for his professionalism grow during that first week apart.
When the second week went by without a single text from him, I found myself wondering what he was doing and with whom he was doing it. I wondered briefly if he'd had any more phone calls with Hiroshi.
Home. Was he at home now, with his father? Or did he think of Tokyo as home? For the first time, it occurred to me that if his father was very sick, he might decided to move back to Kyoto to be with him.
Fuck.
I didn't want to lose him.
Pick you up tomorrow at 11:30. Text when you land.
I paused for a moment as it sank that we would be together tomorrow.
I will. Thanks. How is your father?
It was the first time I really worried for something touching him personally.
He's doing fine. I've missed him but I'm excited to come home.
Home. I noted his word choice and swallowed. My chest was suddenly too tight.
See you tomorrow.
I would see him in less than twelve hours. And I wasn't entirely sure how I felt about that.
Jun's pov:
I felt loved and rest after my visit with my dad. After his appointment with the doctor, we learned his tumor was benign for my biggest relief. I was nervous as hell to face Sakurai-san again. This thing between us was more than just the temptation of proximity. Being far away from him had done nothing to calm my need. I'd dreamt of him nearly every night, waking each morning frustrated and lonely. I spent far too much time thinking about what he was doing and trying to glean every bit of information. Kazu and I had an interesting conversation when he'd called and informed me of the status of my replacement. I'd laughed hysterically hearing about the revolving door of temps. Of course Sho was having a hard time keeping anyone around. He was an asshole. I was used to his mood swings and gruff attitude.
I thought back of our last day together. Something in our relationship was shifting and I wasn't sure how I felt about it. No matter how many times we said it would never happen again, it would. I was terrified that this man, who was all wrong for me, had more control over my body than I did. I didn't want to be like these women who sacrificed her ambitions for a man.
Standing in the arrival area, I gave myself one last pep talk. The butterflies in my stomach were working overtime and I briefly worried I might throw up.
Just landed. See you in a few.
There was nothing sentimental about the text but it made my stomach flip anyway. Our messages last night had been the same. It wasn't that was said anything special but it was totally new for us. Maybe there was a chance we could actually get past the constant animosity and actually be, friends.
I finally spotted him some meters further. He looked tired. He'd been looking down at the ground but the moment our eyes met, his face split into the most genuinely happy smile I'd ever seen. Before I could stop it, I felt my own smile explode, wide and giddy. He stopped in front of me, both of us waited for the other to say something.
"Hi." I said awkwardly, trying to ease some of the tension between us.
"Um, hi." He answered. "How is your dad?"
"Benign. Thanks for asking."
A tense silence settled between us as he spotted his suitcase and we joined the car I had lent. I wanted him to kiss me so bad.
"We're here." He mentioned to the hotel, and I was surprised to see I hadn't even noticed we were driving.
After receiving our keys and seeing that the bellhop would take our bags to our rooms, I headed to the lounge in search of Sakurai-san. I scanned the large welcome reception and found him standing next to an attracting guy. They stood close together, his head bent slightly as he listened to him. As if he knew him. My eyes narrowed when I noticed his hand reach up and grip his forearm. He laughed at something he'd said and he pulled away slightly, allowing me a better look. As I watched, the man placed something in his hand and folded his fingers around it. A strange look crossed his face as he bent his head to examine the object in his palm.
You've got to be kidding me. Did this man... Did he just give him his room key?!
I watched for a moment as he continued to stare at the key as if he was considering pocketing it. The thought of him looking at someone else with the same intensity, the thought of him wanting someone else made my stomach twist with anger. Before I could stop myself, I was moving across the room until I stood beside them.
I placed my hand on his forearm, and he blinked over to me, a surprised, questioning expression on his face.
"Sho, are you ready to head upstairs?" I asked quietly.
His eyes widened and his mouth opened in shock. I'd never seen him look so utterly at a loss for words.
And then, I realized: I had never said his name before.
"Sho?" I asked once more and something flickered across his face. Slowly, the corner of his mouth lifted into a smile and our eyes locked for a moment.
Turning back to the man, he smiled indulgently.
"Excuse us. As you can see, I didn't come here alone." He wrapped my waist as he led us out of the lounge and down the hall. But the closer we got to the elevators, the more I started to panic as I realized how irrationally I had acted.
The reminder of our constant cat-and-mouse game exhausted me. How many times a year did he travel? And how often would he get a room key pressed into his palm? Would I be there every time to pull him back? If I wasn't, would he happily skip upstairs with someone else?
And truly, who the fuck did I think I could be to him? I shouldn't care! I couldn't believe what I'd just done. I glanced up to see him wearing a triumphant smirk. We rode up in tense silence until the last couple of the elevator stepped out, leaving us alone. I closed my eyes, just trying to breathe, but of course, all I could smell was him. I didn't want him with someone else and that feeling was so overwhelming that it took my breath away. And I was terrifying, because if I was to be honest, he could break my heart.
He could break me.
The elevator stopped and with a quiet ding, the doors opened at our floor.
"Jun?" He prompted, his hand pressed to my back. I turned, rushing out of the elevator. "Where are you going?!" He shouted after me. I heard his footsteps and knew there was going to be trouble. "Jun, wait!"
I couldn't outrun him forever. I wasn't even sure I wanted to anymore.
To be continued...
A/N: First, sorry for this nasty cut xD I know I'm horrible to stop this chapter here as things are really changing between Jun and Sho but I'm also a bit S like my baby Jun, so, sorry. I love this chapter because it's a big change in their relationship. They are starting to realize their feelings and if Sho seems okay with that, Jun doesn't seem ready to accept. In the next chapter, Sho will talk about his feelings to Jun, I wonder how our diva will react xD
See you soon, comments are always <3
Author: Matsuaurore
Pairings: Sakumoto
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Au, comedy, romance, m-preg and a bit of angst and smut 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
Chapter 9:
Sho's pov:
When Thursday morning dawned, I knew we needed to have some sort of discussion. I would be away from the office all day Friday, so, today was our last day together before he left town. I was anxious. I was pretty sure the interaction in my office the day before revealed to us both that he was slowly taking more and more of me. I wanted to be with him almost all of the time, and not just naked and wild. I just wanted to be near him, and my own need of self-preservation had been plaguing me all week.
What had he said? I don't want to want this. This isn't good for me. Only when Mai discovered us had I truly understood what Jun meant. I'd hated my desire for him because it was the first time in my life I was unable to push something out of my head and focus on work, but no one (not even my family) would really blame me for being attracted by Jun. In contrast, he would forever be tainted with the reputation of being the man who slept his way to the top. For someone as brilliant as he was, that association would be a constant and painful thorn in his side.
He was right to put distance between us. This pull we felt when we were together was entirely unhealthy. Nothing good could come from it and I decided once again to use our time apart to regain my focus. When I entered my office after lunch, I was surprised to find him seated at his desk busily working on the computer.
"I know you will be out tomorrow, so, there's no reason for me to be here. I realize you don't like having an assistant but I've already given Kazunari a detailed list of your schedule and the things you'll need. I doubt there will be any problems but just in case, he's promised to keep an eye on you." He raised a brow in challenge and I rolled my eyes in return. "You have my numbers if you need anything. I'll get into Okinawa a few hours before you, so, I'll just plan on picking you up at the airport."
We continued to stare at each other for a few moments and I was almost positive that our thoughts were the same: Okinawa would be a colossal test.
"Have a nice trip, Matsumoto-san." I said, taking every bit of willpower I had to not walk around the desk and kiss him. "I'll see you in Okinawa, then."
"Yes."
I nodded and walked into my office, shutting the door behind me. I didn't see him for the rest of the day and our terse goodbye for once, felt completely wrong.
****
All weekend, I thought about what it would be like to have him gone for two weeks. On the one hand, it would be nice to enjoy a full day at work without the distraction. On the other, I wondered if it would feel odd not having him there. He'd been a near constant in my life for almost one year and regardless of our differences, it had become comforting to have him around.
Nino entered my office on Monday at nine o'clock sharp, smiling brightly as he approached me. He was followed by an attractive young man who was introduced as Ren, my new temporary assistant. He looked up at me with a shy smile and I saw Nino place a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
I decided that I would use this as an opportunity. I would prove to anyone that my reputation was simply a result of working with someone as headstrong as Matsumoto.
"It's very nice to meet you, Ren-san." I said, smiling widely and offering him my hand to shake. He looked at me strangely with a sort of glazed expression.
"It's nice to meet you too, sir." He said as he glanced back at Nino. Nino looked down at my hand quizzically and back up to me before speaking to Ren.
"Okay. Well, we've already gone over everything that Jun left. Here's on your desk."
A strange feeling crept over me at the image of Ren sitting at Jun's desk. I felt my smile falter and I turned to Nino.
"You can leave, thank you."
Ren quit before lunch. Apparently I came off 'a bit of gruff' when he managed to start a small fire in the break room microwave. The last I saw of him, he was in tears and sprinting out my door, wailing something about a hostile work environment.
The second temp, a young woman named Reira, came in around two o'clock. Reira seemed highly intelligent and I looked forward to working with a woman. Unfortunately, I spoke too soon.
Every time I passed Reira at his computer she was online, looking at pictures and watching a music video. She would quickly minimize the window, but unfortunately for her, I wasn't a complete idiot. I asked her to not bother returning the next day.
The third was no better. His name was Akira. He talked too much, his pants were too tight and the way he gnawed on the cap of his pen made him look like an animal trying to free itself from a trap. It was nothing like the way Jun would pensively hold the end of his pen between his teeth when he was deep in thought. That was subtle and sexy, this was nothing short of obscene. Unacceptable. Akira was gone by Tuesday afternoon.
The week continued on in much the same way. I went through five different assistants. I heard the booming laugh of my brother in the hall outside my office on more than one occasion. Jackass. He didn't even work on this floor. I began to feel like people were enjoying my misery a bit too much.
Although I had absolutely no doubt that Matsumoto had already been informed of my temp nightmares by Nino, I received several texts from him throughout the first week, checking on how things were going. I began looking forward to them, even checking my phone periodically to see if I might have missed an alert. I hated to admit it but at this point I would have traded my car just to have him and his harpy disposition back.
Besides missing his body, which I did desperately, I also missed the fire between us. He knew I was a bastard and he put it up with it. I had no idea why, but he did. I felt my respect for his professionalism grow during that first week apart.
When the second week went by without a single text from him, I found myself wondering what he was doing and with whom he was doing it. I wondered briefly if he'd had any more phone calls with Hiroshi.
Home. Was he at home now, with his father? Or did he think of Tokyo as home? For the first time, it occurred to me that if his father was very sick, he might decided to move back to Kyoto to be with him.
Fuck.
I didn't want to lose him.
Pick you up tomorrow at 11:30. Text when you land.
I paused for a moment as it sank that we would be together tomorrow.
I will. Thanks. How is your father?
It was the first time I really worried for something touching him personally.
He's doing fine. I've missed him but I'm excited to come home.
Home. I noted his word choice and swallowed. My chest was suddenly too tight.
See you tomorrow.
I would see him in less than twelve hours. And I wasn't entirely sure how I felt about that.
Jun's pov:
I felt loved and rest after my visit with my dad. After his appointment with the doctor, we learned his tumor was benign for my biggest relief. I was nervous as hell to face Sakurai-san again. This thing between us was more than just the temptation of proximity. Being far away from him had done nothing to calm my need. I'd dreamt of him nearly every night, waking each morning frustrated and lonely. I spent far too much time thinking about what he was doing and trying to glean every bit of information. Kazu and I had an interesting conversation when he'd called and informed me of the status of my replacement. I'd laughed hysterically hearing about the revolving door of temps. Of course Sho was having a hard time keeping anyone around. He was an asshole. I was used to his mood swings and gruff attitude.
I thought back of our last day together. Something in our relationship was shifting and I wasn't sure how I felt about it. No matter how many times we said it would never happen again, it would. I was terrified that this man, who was all wrong for me, had more control over my body than I did. I didn't want to be like these women who sacrificed her ambitions for a man.
Standing in the arrival area, I gave myself one last pep talk. The butterflies in my stomach were working overtime and I briefly worried I might throw up.
Just landed. See you in a few.
There was nothing sentimental about the text but it made my stomach flip anyway. Our messages last night had been the same. It wasn't that was said anything special but it was totally new for us. Maybe there was a chance we could actually get past the constant animosity and actually be, friends.
I finally spotted him some meters further. He looked tired. He'd been looking down at the ground but the moment our eyes met, his face split into the most genuinely happy smile I'd ever seen. Before I could stop it, I felt my own smile explode, wide and giddy. He stopped in front of me, both of us waited for the other to say something.
"Hi." I said awkwardly, trying to ease some of the tension between us.
"Um, hi." He answered. "How is your dad?"
"Benign. Thanks for asking."
A tense silence settled between us as he spotted his suitcase and we joined the car I had lent. I wanted him to kiss me so bad.
"We're here." He mentioned to the hotel, and I was surprised to see I hadn't even noticed we were driving.
After receiving our keys and seeing that the bellhop would take our bags to our rooms, I headed to the lounge in search of Sakurai-san. I scanned the large welcome reception and found him standing next to an attracting guy. They stood close together, his head bent slightly as he listened to him. As if he knew him. My eyes narrowed when I noticed his hand reach up and grip his forearm. He laughed at something he'd said and he pulled away slightly, allowing me a better look. As I watched, the man placed something in his hand and folded his fingers around it. A strange look crossed his face as he bent his head to examine the object in his palm.
You've got to be kidding me. Did this man... Did he just give him his room key?!
I watched for a moment as he continued to stare at the key as if he was considering pocketing it. The thought of him looking at someone else with the same intensity, the thought of him wanting someone else made my stomach twist with anger. Before I could stop myself, I was moving across the room until I stood beside them.
I placed my hand on his forearm, and he blinked over to me, a surprised, questioning expression on his face.
"Sho, are you ready to head upstairs?" I asked quietly.
His eyes widened and his mouth opened in shock. I'd never seen him look so utterly at a loss for words.
And then, I realized: I had never said his name before.
"Sho?" I asked once more and something flickered across his face. Slowly, the corner of his mouth lifted into a smile and our eyes locked for a moment.
Turning back to the man, he smiled indulgently.
"Excuse us. As you can see, I didn't come here alone." He wrapped my waist as he led us out of the lounge and down the hall. But the closer we got to the elevators, the more I started to panic as I realized how irrationally I had acted.
The reminder of our constant cat-and-mouse game exhausted me. How many times a year did he travel? And how often would he get a room key pressed into his palm? Would I be there every time to pull him back? If I wasn't, would he happily skip upstairs with someone else?
And truly, who the fuck did I think I could be to him? I shouldn't care! I couldn't believe what I'd just done. I glanced up to see him wearing a triumphant smirk. We rode up in tense silence until the last couple of the elevator stepped out, leaving us alone. I closed my eyes, just trying to breathe, but of course, all I could smell was him. I didn't want him with someone else and that feeling was so overwhelming that it took my breath away. And I was terrifying, because if I was to be honest, he could break my heart.
He could break me.
The elevator stopped and with a quiet ding, the doors opened at our floor.
"Jun?" He prompted, his hand pressed to my back. I turned, rushing out of the elevator. "Where are you going?!" He shouted after me. I heard his footsteps and knew there was going to be trouble. "Jun, wait!"
I couldn't outrun him forever. I wasn't even sure I wanted to anymore.
To be continued...
A/N: First, sorry for this nasty cut xD I know I'm horrible to stop this chapter here as things are really changing between Jun and Sho but I'm also a bit S like my baby Jun, so, sorry. I love this chapter because it's a big change in their relationship. They are starting to realize their feelings and if Sho seems okay with that, Jun doesn't seem ready to accept. In the next chapter, Sho will talk about his feelings to Jun, I wonder how our diva will react xD
See you soon, comments are always <3