"I'm sure you can entertain us some more, right (Y/n)?" he whispered in your ear, leaving you wide-eyed for a split second.
"Oh, I suppose I could do that. Of course that is, if your willing to pay, sir."
The seven man wanted you so bad, it was alm...
NOTES: The clothes of the bonten members (+ one person) are the same as in their manga covers so if you want to have a better understanding of what they look like check out the covers 24, 20, (17) and the official arts for Sanzu and Koko
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𝑰t was the day of the event, or rather Gala. You thought all day about how to act at a place like that.
Even if it were just gangsters there, it can never hurt to have manners and be respectful.
You let out a sigh as you saw your reflection in the mirror. It frustrated you, not knowing what or who to expect.
Surely the other executives would be there too. You saw how tired your eyes looked. You haven't been able to sleep well since the phonecall with Chiyo and she hasn't contacted you either.
It ate you up not knowing how she was doing, but at the same time you were too stubborn to be the first to give in.
It was no use thinking about such thing now. You had a job to do now.
Back in your living room you checked the time on your phone.
Mikey said he would be there in half an hour, that was twenty minutes ago. To say you were nervous would be an understatement.
Your heart beat increased and you didn't know if you could keep the confident act up for the whole night.
You decided to drink a glass of water to cool your nerves but just as you wanted to gulp it down, you heard a knock on you door.
"What a timing," you mumbled before hurriedly drinking from the glass.
With a normal pace you made your way to the door and opened it.
Mikey was presented infront of you. A colorful attire clinging to his body.
The base color was black while traces of red an yellow tones colored most of the cloth. The pattern was similar to flowers and it looked so majestic it made you feel even more like a pawn next to Mikey than you already did.
Mikey hasn't said a word since you've opened the door. The only thing he did was intensely looking you up and down, not even trying to hide his shameless eyes wandering over your body.
"The dress suits you." Was all he said after looking back into your eyes.
You couldn't hold the eye contact and lowered your gaze which turned out to be even worse because you were greatest with the sight of Mikey's bare abs.
He had defined abs, not too muscular but you didn't need to look twice to know they were there.
"Thank you, Sir" You didn't know where to look. You couldn't look into his eyes but it would be strange not to.
