No strings attached

Pt.7- More business

The weekend rolled around and true to his word, Kirishima had bought the gray eyed man for the weekend. Saturday and Sunday. He'd even left a message for the boss to deliver to him.

Tell him to wear something comfortable because we won't be at my house.

Once the boss had told Yokozawa that, the gray eyed man changed into some grey joggers and a blue sweatshirt before driving to the mans residence. This time, a sleek red car was in the driveway, no doubt belonging to the elder man.

To avoid any problems, the worker parked his car outside of the gate and got off. Right away he spotted the client. At first glance, it looked like he was packing. In one hand was a briefcase and in another was a box.

"What are you doing?"

"Packing for the road. Your boss delivered the message, right?"

"All he told me was to dress comfortably because we wouldn't be at your house."

Kirishima nodded. "Perfect."

"So if we're not going to be at your house, where are we going?"

"I was invited to a formal dinner party to talk about the recent increase in sales my company has had, and everyone else is going to have someone on their shoulder, so that's where you come in."

Yokozawa took in all the information, so what exactly was he being paid for? He was a prostitute, not an escort. "So am I just supposed to wait for you, or am I expected to talk with some of the people there? I'm not exactly sure what you want me to do."

"You're not expected to talk to anyone, but if anyone does talk to you, humor them." Kirishima leaned in close. "And not in a vulgar way. I don't need people making a big deal about something all because you chose to say anything inappropriate."

"I would never be inappropriate to someone who wasn't paying me. All bedroom talk is strictly reserved for you.~"

The elder snorted in amusement. "How much do you get paid to say shit like that?"

"Well, you're the one paying me, so why don't you do the math?"

A smile tugged at the workers lips once he saw that fake exasperated look cross the elders face. It was fun to mess with this man, he was just so wound up it made for some pretty good reactions.

"Behave yourself and get in."

Kirishima walked to the passenger side and held the door open, faltering slightly when the worker just stood there. "Is something the matter?"

"How far is the place you're referring too?"

"About two hours away."

Yokozawa nodded awkwardly. This was definitely going to be a weird call. Then again, the first call with this client had definitely been weird as well...and so had their many interactions leading up to this day.

Plus it's not like he could back out anymore, this bastard had already paid upfront, having used the damn website to submit the payment.

"There's no problem." The worker eventually said, grabbing his stuff and making his way towards the elder's car. Once he was situated, the other man closed the door softly and made his way to the drivers side.

"Thanks for agreeing to this."

"You're paying me, so there was no way I could really say no. I'm assuming you already knew this which is why you did the transaction through the website instead of with me."

Kirishima chuckled nervously while starting the car. "I might've known you couldn't deny a request if I paid upfront." He started, looking both ways before finally getting on the road and driving towards their destination. "But if it makes you feel any better- I'm going to pay you extra for accompanying me to this event. Just name your price."