Love? // Miya Osamu x Y/N

Chapter 2

"Oh my god."

"What are you 'oh my god'ing about now?"

Juan thrusts his phone in my face before I push it slightly farther back and see that the club we both work at has put us both as the VIP lounge attendees.

"Oh, how lovely, we get to work with stuck-up money makers."

"You dumb bitch, think about the tips Y/N, THE TIPS."

He starts shaking my shoulders as I deadpan and start shaking him back.

"You're the dumb bitch here Juan! We live in Japan! It is rude to tip people in Japan because that means you see them as poor!"

Juan looks like he had a brain fart before remembering what I said is true. He frowns for a moment before he smirks.

"Sorry love but we are selling you off to get a sugar daddy."

"You hoe, why me? Have you seen how good-looking you are Juan? You don't need me."

That was no lie either. Juan is 5'9 with a nice body. He's not built per se but he's no noodle either. He has hazel eyes with jet black wavy hair and honey-colored skin. Had he not been my best friend for years and me not know he was gay, I probably would have pursued him. He chuckles before throwing his arm around my neck and pats my head.

"Do I need to spell it out for you? Your body is drop-dead gorgeous with its beautiful curves, your H/L H/C hair, and your S/C skin, and don't you get me started on those beautiful E/C eyes. To anyone who says otherwise, it is on sight."

I start laughing and lightly shove him as we approach the auto motives store to replace our car battery.

"You'll be fighting a lot of people, you sure you're ready for that kinda commitment?"

"Of course, and the first person I'm obviously going to fight is you!"

He puts me into a headlock and vigorously drilling his knuckle into my skull.

"YA! LET GO OF ME JUAN."

"THEN LOVE YOURSELF YOU BEAUTIFUL BUM!"

He lets go as we approach the store. I try rubbing whatever pain he left on me away as we say hello to the storekeeper. We approach the aisle with the car batteries and see a few guys and girls also in the same aisle. I hear one of the guys say he wonders what kind of body is hidden under my baggy clothes, and I hear a few of the girls remark about how they feel better about themselves after looking at me. I shake my head and grab the battery and get ready to leave before Juan ends up speaking up.

"Hey, you three skinny bitches. If you have something to say, say it louder so it gives us more of a reason to clock your asses."

I quickly grab Juan by his bicep and pull him closer to me.

"Juan it's not worth fighting over."

"You want us to spell it out for you."

One of the girls speak up chuckling. I watch as her boyfriend tries to pull her back towards them but she shrugs him off.

  "Your friend there is fat. And it sure as hell makes me feel better knowing I'm not fat like I thought I was."

She starts laughing with her friends. Before Juan can do anything, I push the car battery into his hands and tell him to go pay for it. As he walks away I just stare at the girl.

"Who are you starring at fatty?"

"I may be a big bitch, but we all know you're mad you can't satisfy your man in the bedroom. That's why he was undressing me with his eyes. You probably don't cook very well, or keep him warm at night either when it gets cold. Don't get mad cause I can probably offer more than you ever could. That's your problem, not mine."