In which y/n is a bestselling writer who's married to Mitsuya Takashi found herself seeking comfort from another man. Haitani Ran who fulfills all her needs as a WOMAN.
Date started: august 14, 2022
Date ended: September 27, 2022
"Take a bite." Ran pushed the dango skewer near your mouth.
You took a whole piece and munched it like a squirrel. "Ooh... it's also good. Ran, come have a taste of mine." After slicing a piece from your matcha flavored castella, you brought it near Ran's mouth and he took it.
Today, Ran came back from Kyoto and he brought you to a Japanese style tea house.
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"How did you discovered this place?"
"Mikey, our boss is such a Japanese sweets lover. We usually come here for meeting because he has zero appetite toward anything else."
"Hmm..." you just hummed in response.
"Aren't you going to ask anything else?"
"Anything like?"
"Like what i do... for work? With them?"
"Do you want me to ask about it?"
He shook his head lightly.
"Then I won't ask." You smiled at him and he chuckled softly.
You're not stupid not to know what he's up to. You just chose not to ask something someone doesn't open up.
The manuscript you were working yesterday was finished this morning and you told Mitsuya you'd have a meeting with your editor Hasegawa. It's not a lie tho. You'd really meet up with Hasegawa after your tea time with this busy man in front of you. Ran said he also had a meeting after this.
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A sound of shattered glass had took the attention of everyone in a classy roofdeck resto bar.
Mitsuya shook his head from frustration. "Calm down."
"How the fuck should i calm down after what you said?!" She whisper yelled.
Her tears are rolling down her cheek uncontrollably. She wasn't expecting Mitsuya choosing you over her, her who is already pregnant.
Yuzuha took a deep breath and pulled out her phone. Their conversation has been recorded the whole time.
"I'd tell the media, Taka..."
"Go on. I'm prepared for the outcome. My career getting ruined could not be enough to pay for all my wrongdoings... But still----"
"I'm not destroying only yours... y/n's going down with you--"
Mitsuya stood up from his seat abruptly and slammed his fist on the table. "Don't you dare... Yuzuha. It's a fuckin crucial time for her career now that one of her book would be dramatized. "
"Then get your shits together. I'm giving you a week to dump her. You don't even have a child with her. What's wrong with leaving her? I bet she also plays around while you are away." Yuzuha stood from her seat and turned her back on Mitsuya. She left him utterly dumbfounded.
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Your meeting with Hasegawa was only brief and you came home immediately after. Since you just finished a manuscript, you decided to clean your work room.
You first collected the garbages and placed it on a big trash bag. Then you picked up all the books scattered around and lined them properly on the shelf. After everything is cleared, you took the vacuum (the automatic one) and let it do its job.
The door of your work room has been left open while you are still wiping some places with dust and dirts. You didn't noticed Mitsuya came home. He knocked on your door first before he entered.
"You should have waited for me so that I could have helped you." He walked toward you and tucked a strand of hairs behind your ear. Beads of sweat are formed on your forehead. He pulled out his handkerchief and wiped it for you.
"it's my own mess, I shouldn't bother you with it." You gave him a faint smile.
He suddenly pulled you in a hug and you bumped your face on his chest.
"Takashi what's----"
"Sshh... Just a few more seconds. Please..." His hand behind your head while the other one pressed on your back.
He let go of you after a few seconds and flashed a smile at you. " I'm going to prepare for our dinner. Will just call you when it's ready. He then gave you a pat in your head and left the room.
Just as he went out of your sight, your phone beeped so you fished it from your pocket to check the message. It was from an unregistered number.
We need to talk.
You didn't had to ask who it was and responded immediately agreeing to meet and talk.
