'Are you sick?' Kenjiro asked, eyeing his boss who sat stiffly at the far corner of the car. It was a question he had been asking often lately, considering his boss's strange behavior over the past few days.
Ever since the ridiculous purpose he had been given, Satoru had taken it upon himself to be even more unusual than ever. Or should he say, the white haired man had finally become normal.
There were no more inappropriate jokes made during his work hours. His boss had stopped calling him to tend to his drunken nights and whenever Rin were to go over to his penthouse, there would be nobody over except for the man in question and Getou, his close friend.
He should be grateful for the change in behavior, he knew that, it was all he ever wanted. But all he felt was the uneasiness that something had gone wrong.
'I am not sick.' Satoru answered, leaned back against the car seat with his legs crossed, eyes idly staring out the window.
'Nervous then? Is this your first time interacting with a child?'
'I know very well how to interact with children.' Satoru defended, finally turning to face his secretary only to tense up at the mere eye contact, turning back around swiftly. 'I am fine.'
Unfortunately for his boss, Kenjiro did not miss the way his body had tensed when their eyes met, nor did he miss the way Satoru's blue eyes had averted his two seconds into making eye contact. It was a feeling he knew all too well, a feeling he had experienced many times before at the Rustic. He squinted slightly.
'Am I making you nervous?'
'No.'
The answer was instant, too quick to have been genuine. If it were any other day, Satoru would have given him the all too familiar smile, delivering a flirty pick up like just for the question alone.
Kenjiro felt the amusement behind his gaze as he hummed in response. All this time, the odd behaviours were all a product of his embarrassment, which made sense, considering how absurd the proposal was.
Though that didn't change the fact that he had made Gojo Satoru nervous.
'Sir.' The driver spoke up, interrupting his thoughts as the car slowly pulled to a stop in front of the restaurant's entrance. Taking this chance to escape the soon to be interrogation Satoru pushed opened the door, not waiting for the driver to open it as he emerged into the night air.
Kenjiro rose a brow before following suit, deciding against mentioning his behavior for the sake of his boss.
The restaurant was packed, filled with people as the two made their way into the front entrance. Kenjiro towered them all, easily looking over their heads though Satoru was even taller than he was, walking in nonchalantly as if he owned the restaurant itself.
'Mr. Satoru, sir.' A waiter called, walking up to the two as he bowed slightly in respect. 'Mr. Fushiguro is waiting in the private gardens.'
'Lead the way.'
The waiter bowed once more before turning and walking towards the hallway that was on the opposite side of the main dining hall. It was a hallway that would lead to the many private rooms, the garden room being the furthest at the back, a table set in the middle of a greenhouse.
'This way, sir.'
Kenjiro walked down the wooden hallway, observing the glass doors on each side that they passed, curtains hung up on the inside so that the customers would be granted privacy for their meal.
Soon, they reached the end, the waiter sliding opened the door to the greenhouse and as they both stepped out into the garden Kenjiro felt his insides froze at the sight.
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The CEO's Contract (gojo x oc)
Fanfiction'Not even a little bit flustered?' 'A pay raise might make me blush a little.' - gojo satoru, an overly flirtatious chairman that's secretly head over heels for his personal assistant who's unaffected by his charms. p.s. first few chapters written i...