𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 109 | A Tease

Sadness washed over me as I realized we couldn't be seen together.

"Till later." He said, winking at me playfully, proving my thought correct.

"Till later." I sighed, letting him walk ahead and not following until minutes after he rounded the corner.

I seethed, and felt my stomach tighten, why am I being so difficult?

I kept up a steady pace down the hallways, my heels clicking.

I wanted it to be a fuck just as much as him, what's my fucking problem? Do I really want to be seen with him that bad? Mark my territory?

I groaned, then gained composure again.

I got to the tall double doors of the party and stopped with my hands on the handles before pushing in.

I noticed that the party had already started, the flurry of people and mixed blasting music hit my senses. I stared around then checked the time on the phone clutched in my hand. It was 7, I was an hour late. Great, what a fuck-up. That was selfish of me. I'd decided to get my nails done and pretty myself up instead of arriving early to be there for the surprise.

I stared around, realizing quite a few eyes were on me as I still stood in front of the doors, alone. More eyes than I generally liked.

I quickly became extra conscious of the eyes and sped forward, instantly seeing the table for food. I paced over and stopped in front of it, barreled with choices of an array of at least a hundred different foods. I picked a small cake and stopped in front of the punch bowl.

I looked up to see a short man smile at me shyly, the pinkish light to the large room made it hard for me to tell if his face was just naturally that flushed. I smiled sweetly back as he filled my cup and said a thank you before leaving the table.

The dress isn't itchy or anything but I'm feeling rather itchy in general. I'm nervous, that's obvious. I decide to step back into a flurry of people and take in the room.

The room is extremely tall, I didn't even know this room existed, it wasn't on their website. The ceiling was adorned with random colored streamers and strobe lights. The roof had a dome glass showing half of the moon. The room had an obvious pink tint I noticed before I came in. The pink light was soft but vibrant, it gave everyone a mystical tint and left sparkles on dresses an extra glitz. I looked around to see a Dj lifted on a platform that had curled porcelain stairs on each side leading up to it.

The whole room was an obvious white marble with very tall pillars here and there. There were tables on each side, holding foods or presents and on one a gigantic cake.

My eyes had adjusted easily to the array of colorful lights but mostly focusing on keeping everything pink tinted. I let my gaze avert to the dance floor where there were people dancing in circles switching people. I felt a yearning to jump in and be apart of it but I quickly let that go and stood by a nearby pillar.

I held the flute of punch and sipped on it, instantly tasting the obvious tang of liquor. Maybe it was some type of cherry, I couldn't really tell.

I tried to restrain myself from searching for Aizawa but it was no use as I subconsciously let my eyes wander.

My eyes would stop and stare at some people I recognized and would instantly widen as I lingered. I let myself drink in the outfits of men and women here, some even more skin showing than me. Everyone looked expensive and it almost made me feel out of place until that thought was let go.

Aizawa. My eyes bore into him as he was conversing with the birthday boy himself. The pink did him all the justice anyone could ever wish for as it made his features more prominent. I ogled for a while before my stare was cut off by a man the same height as me.

I had to physically refrain from insultingly rolling my eyes by the interruption so I smiled through gritted teeth instead.

He smiled and I noticed rather quickly he was pretty attractive. He had dark blonde hair by what I could recognize and a golden boy smile. His genuine smile was contagious and left me genuinely smiling back.

This man was undoubtedly attractive.

"Hello." He said, both hands behind his back, his posture tall even though he was the same height as me in these heels.

"Hi." I said, still wary even by the off putting appearance.

"Sorry, I just saw you standing here, alone." He let out, allowing humor color his words, it eased me a bit. "Boyfriend late?"

"No, no boyfriend." I stated.

I didn't ignore the corner of his smile crook up a bit.