Ran Haitani x Female Reader
Ran Haitani, 30, Bonten's executive. Proposes to his girlfriend of 4 years and refuses to accept any other answer except a yes. But what depths can he dive into when you decide to leave Japan and him for your dreams.
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"We should hurry, we're about to board in 15 minutes," Kakucho said, looking at our plain tickets which he was tasked to keep safe along with our other documents.
As the car doors were unlocked by Ran, he went out to open the door for Y/N. Stretching out his hand for his wife to take and helps her out of the car and then bends down to get his son who was sitting in the infant car seat. The lady checks her phone as his husband carries their son by her side when she felt a tingling sensation on her back, there is someone watching her. She turns to see who it was but she can't spot anyone who was possibly watching her instead, she was welcomed by a number of people who just turned their heads to look at them but just went on with what they were doing. No one stands out, at least under her surveillance. Bonten proceeds to go inside headed to where the private planes are.
And from the balcony of a nearby establishment, there stood a slender figure with hair long enough to cover his eyes and wavy that gives volume to it, purple eyes looking through the binoculars he has in his hand watching the secret woman of Bonten.
"Fuck, she's pretty."
He whispered to himself, grinning from ear to ear. While he was all smiles, the woman beside him was starting to get irritated. She was called here so late at night and right after she just tapped out of her shift.
"What did you call me here for?" She raised her voice to catch the attention of the man leaning on the rails of the balcony.
He turned his gaze at her, his eyes who were now focused on her were not so welcoming. How can the looks of one's eyes change from being cheery and lovesick to a look as if he was staring at someone insignificant that quick? But the smile on his lips contradicted his eyes, it might be forced but it was beautiful, he was beautiful.
"To settle our contract, of course." He answered, walking to his seat that was across from her. "So, how did the shoot at the Bonten Mansion go, Emiko? You weren't fidgeting at the sight of them were you?" He laughed, she clicks her tongue and avoids his gaze.
"Oh? Knowing you probably blushed like crazy and whispered to yourself the whole time, how... lame."
"Will you shut up? You don't know me well, you just met me 9 months ago."
"That was plenty enough to see how weirdly disgusting you are."
"I hate you."
He raised his eyebrow at her and leans back in his chair. "Does this look like the face that cares about how you feel?" He said, tapping his chin with the back of his hand. "I don't care if you loathe me till you die, I just need you to do your job." He added with a calm yet threatening voice, the woman across him felt little because of his words.
"I g-got it, it's just hard to get close to Ran Haitani when that leech of a wife he has is always with hi—" before she even finished her sentence, a hand went across her face. She groaned as she felt a stinging pain in her cheek and lower lip. She wipes the blood from her lip and looks at the man across her as she held her cheek with eyes wide open, shocked at what he has just done.
