No strings attached

Pt.6- Coincidence

One peculiar request after another is all Yokozawa seemed to be getting. The woman who'd booked him for that day had requested that he meet her at a local sandwich shop, it was like she wanted the scenery to illusion her and make her believe they were on a date.

When in fact, she was nothing more than a client and he was nothing more than a worker. Nothing more, nothing less.

He could play pretend though. If she had to illusion that they were on a date to even stand the idea that someone like him was with her, than he'd do it. Even if it was a bit weird.

But he wasn't one to judge. He kept his thoughts at bay as he made his way down the street, his hands in his coat pockets. It was only then that he noticed a familiar face, yet for whatever reason, he couldn't remember the persons name.

Not wanting to be embarrassed, he lowered his head and attempted to walk past them as they walked in opposite directions. Inevitably getting closer as they continued walking towards each other.

Right as he thought he'd made it past without being noticed, the man stopped in front of him and smiled. "Here I was thinking I'd never see you again."

Yokozawa's stayed silent, simply gazing up at the man with a bored expression. He wanted this conversation to die. He wanted his entire being to ooze with disinterest and urgency that way he could avoid talking in the middle of the sidewalk with a former client, but the man just couldn't take the hint.

"What are you doing?" He continued questioning the prostitute.

"I'm working." He responded flatly, gesturing towards the shop he was supposed to meet up with his client at. He hoped that was enough information to disgust the elder, but apparently not.

"Oh I see." Kirishima replied. "Well-

"I'm going to have to charge you for this conversation if you keep wasting my time." Yokozawa cut him off. "I'm going to be late, so get out of my way, or are you trying to be a cock block?"

The elder man grew a bit flustered. "I wasn't trying to-

"You're still in my way. Move. Now." He ordered, leaning in so he could be face to face with the elder. He brought a hand up to his face and caressed it lightly before pushing him to the side gently. "Thank you." He continued his walk to the shop, not even sparing a glance backwards.

Upon entering, the woman was already there. She was a bit older than him, maybe around the age of twenty-five and was admittedly very timid, quiet, and innocent. She didn't buy him to have sex. It's more like she'd order his services so she could have someone to talk to.

He slid into the chair in front of her and gave her a smile. "Boo." He said, making her jolt a bit. She pouted up at him cutely and gave his arm a small slap.

"Don't do that, Takafumi."

He chuckled warmly, leaning across the table and tracing her lower lip. "If you smile for me, I'll stop."

Her eyes narrowed a bit, attempting to glare at him but ultimately faltered. A smile slowly etched itself along her face before flowering into a full blown grin. Yokozawa beamed approvingly. "There. That's better."

His voice was a smooth hum. A delicate purr as he talked to her. He patted her head a few times before beginning to toy with a strand of her hair. He wrapped it around his finger before releasing it and watching as it bounced slightly and fell in her face. "Tell me, what is it you wanted to do today with me? It's been a while."

He pulled back, resting his head on his hand. "Don't be shy now."

"I-I just wanted to see you. T-that's all."