Second Ave Offices: The Time In Between (WLW)

Chapter Thirteen

This chapter contains mature themes.

Fiona nibbled on her bottom lip as she bit back the peculiar sensation brimming within herself as she watched Kanda model her tailored sky blue blazer and cropped, beige trousers. She wore a white button up beneath a pair of tan suspenders and a pair of oxfords with a silk, matching colored pocket square that rested perfectly within her suit jacket. It was the first time she'd ever seen her dressed this nicely outside of her all black attire for her mother's ceremony over three weeks prior and sent an entirely different sensation through her petite form.

She cleared the growing lump from her throat as she finally remembered how to breathe and stayed peeking into the groomsmen changing quarters within the wedding venue. If this was how Kanda looked in someone else's wedding, Fiona's mind reeled at just how amazing she may appear dressed nicely for something involving them. Never having gone on a date aside from short hikes with picnics around the trails of Seattle, Fiona didn't get many chances to see her dressed to the nine and she thoroughly enjoyed what she was able to experience.

As if sensing herself being watched, Kanda turned her head toward the door and smiled from ear to ear as their eyes met. "So? Does it look alright?"

Making sure that the men inside were all dressed enough for her to enter and getting the wave to join them from Mark, Fiona ventured inward and walked up to Kanda. "Very, very alright." She straightened Kanda's bowtie and timidly met her eyes, finding the most exhilarating expression. Finishing with it and running her hands down the flaps of her blazer as her eyes followed, she added, "More than alright."

Kanda wrapped her up in her arms and tilted her head to the side, a tease playing at her lips that wouldn't be heard just yet. "Hey!" Mark exclaimed from across the way and Fiona spotted his eyes narrowing. "Today's supposed to be about me and Mika. How do I look?"

Fiona shook her head, growing more accustomed to the man's odd mannerisms that she was beginning to find quite endearing. "Yes, Mark. You look dashing."

Fiona made her way to him and moved her head around, finding the back of his button up wasn't entirely tucked into his pants. "Can I ask you something, Fiona?" She nodded as she fixed his shirt, then tugged the back of his pants higher and began adjusting his suspenders. "Your dad... Is he really okay playing the piano for the ceremony? I don't want to push him when... Well, when he's had such a rough few weeks..."

"Did he say he couldn't play today when you saw him earlier?"

"Well, no."

"Then there's your answer." She turned him around and made sure everything else was in order before handing him his midnight blue blazer nearby. While he wore the darker shaded jacket, all of his party wore light blue to set him apart. Mika and Hayden had been right the first time Fiona met Mark; he had excellent taste. "He would have said otherwise if there was any issue. Trust me. My pops won't do anything he isn't alright doing. Are you ready?"

He got his arms into his suit jacket and held out his arms with an expectant gaze. "Do I look ready?" He dropped his arms and chewed on the inside of his cheek, making Ju who sat nearby doing her hair chuckle. "No, seriously. Do I look ready?"

"Will you calm down, brother?" Ju got up and made her way over, ushering him back toward where she originally sat. The two other groomsmen Fiona didn't know by name walked over and they, along with Kanda, all huddled around him. "This is the point where I'm supposed to make some big speech and everything's supposed to click, but I don't have any idea what to say." Everyone laughed and she grumbled under breath, then finally added, "Well, I guess I could say you never even considered actually settling down until the moment you met Mika.