Bonten's Advisor

Twelve

You woke up the next morning with Sanzu nipping at your neck. "What the hell..." You groaned, turning to face him. He gave you an innocent smile before pecking your nose bridge gently before grabbing your hips and pulling you into him.

"Morning sweetheart~" He sang smiling once again. You snuggled closer into his chest, enjoying the warmth that he was giving off. "You have work today," He started, loosening his grip on you.

"Noooo~" You grumbled, not wanting to go to work after a long week. "Can't I skip work for one day...?" You turned over and slowly sat up on the bed, leaning against the wall while Sanzu was lying on the bed, propping his head up with his hand beside you.

"You're the owner, you don't have to go, y'know? Just take a day off today," He suggested, looking up at you. Your eyes widened at the realisation.

"Oh shit, you're right! I can technically do whatever I like!" Sanzu laughed at your stupid moment. You can feel him thinking about what on earth was going through your head. He slowly rose and rolled off the bed, falling onto the floor with a heavy sigh. You did the same, slowly pulling yourself off your bed, and walking to the black suit that hung on the wall. You slipped off your night clothes and threw them into the full basket, before clasping the hooks on your bra and slipping on the white dress shirt. You pulled on your suit pants and tightened the black tie around your neck before slinging the suit jacket over your shoulder. Sanzu crawled off the floor and got to his feet, pulling on his shirt before asking you to tighten his tie. He pulled his arms through his vest and rolled up his sleeves halfway up his forearm, showing his Bonten tattoo. He pulled his long legs through his faintly striped indigo pants and did the fly before slipping on some socks, and wearing his slippers. You exited the room together and walked into the living room.

"Morning," You exclaimed at the executives who were currently awake. It was only the Haitani brothers, Kakucho and Takeomi.

"Don't you have work today?" Takeomi questioned since you were wearing your normal suit, instead of your bartending uniform. Kakucho and the Haitani brothers looked your way.

"I'm taking the day off today, because I don't feel like going," You simply stated, walking over to the kitchen and beginning to make breakfast for the others. "Are pancakes okay?" They nodded their heads.

"You can't just take a day off because you feel like it," Kakucho started. "That's not responsible."

"Says the one who has the whole weekend off until Mikey calls for you," You rolled your eyes, mixing the batter in the huge bowl.

"She's got a point," Rindou chimed in, looking back down at his phone.

"Why don't we have a day off then? All of us?" Ran exclaimed, life in his droopy eyes. "We'll take one VIP room in your club, and just-"

"You just wanna get piss drunk," Sanzu cut him off, making his way to the kitchen, starting the stove and pouring oil into the frying pan. Takeomi, Rindou and you laughed as we all knew that it was the truth.

"It's not like you're not gonna join me," Ran retorted, earning to snorts of the other executives as Sanzu gave Ran a dirty look.

You poured the batter into the frying pan with a ladle, as Sanzu spread out the batter all over the pan. "You know that's the truth though," you laughed, placing a plate down next to the frying pan. "I mean, I don't mind. But you have to ask Mikey for permission."

"It might be better if someone else asks. Especially after what you did yesterday," You coughed and choked on the air you were breathing in at Rindou's harsh comment. Takeomi turned red, trying to hold in his laughter.