The CEO's Contract (gojo x oc)

Chapter 11

Kenjiro tightened the tie around his collar, checking his reflection through the bathroom mirror. It was another usual day where he woke up to get ready for work. That is, except for the loud yells coming from all the news reporters stationed outside of his apartment.

His face was on the news, everywhere.

'Oh my god i can hear them through the phone.' Came Panda's amused voice as he lets out a chuckle of disbelief. 'Seriously, what did you think would happened when you kissed him like that in public?'

'Some media coverage.' Rin responded, grabbing his phone as he walked out of the bathroom while shrugging on his suit jacket. 'But not this, honestly i still don't see what the big deal is.'

He was lying, of course. His mind had plagued his memory of Satoru's expression ever since he was dropped back home. The sheer desperation, the look of want and need that had been on his boss's face as they kissed was more than troubling.

So, just like any other problem, Rin had decided to ignore it.

Walking towards his living room he passed his couch, going behind the kitchen counter to start mixing his coffee before he had to unavoidably deal with the media downstairs.

'Rin, you kissed the Gojo Satoru. The one known for never settling down? The man that never took a single one of his partner's out for the public to see? The womanizer of the media world? You kissed him after going on a cute little date for all to see-'

'It wasn't a date.'

'-And he pulled you in for seconds. Do you even know what the comments are saying? They're going insane over you two right now. Especially his hand placements-'

'I really don't have time for this.'

'-I mean, the way that man was holding onto you? I would have thought you were some otherworldly treasure he was afraid to let slip between his fingers.'

'Alright, enough from you and your delusions. I am going to work.'

Kenjiro sighed, pouring his coffee into a mug before slowly stirring the drink and taking a small, tasting sip to welcome the bitterness down his throat.

The noises outside suddenly erupted, causing him to turn his head towards the window though he couldn't spot anything unusual. The paparazzis were still crowded around the entrance of the apartment, their cameras flashing at the door and with a small frown he walked forward, trying to see what exactly had caught their attention.

It was a mistake, Kenjiro realised as he made eye contact with one of the men only for him to yell for the others. Flashes suddenly erupting in his direction causing him to quickly shut the curtains to keep his privacy.

'Gonna go see that pretty little boyfriend of yours?'

He closed his eyes, walking back towards the kitchen. 'Panda.'

'Rin.'

'I'll call you some other time.'

Without further consideration he hung up the phone, slipping it into the back pocket of his suit pants.

A simple peck on the lips was enough to attract this much attention from the world. If someone were to find out that their whole relationship was based off of a contract it would surely be the end of his career.

Drinking the rest of his coffee he placed the mug on the sink before washing his hands. Perhaps this contract was really more than what he had bargained for.

Now, there was no way he would be able to sneak back into the Rustic without causing a ruckus.

Walking over the counter to grab his suitcase Kenjiro barely made it to the door before rough, frequent knocks pounded against the frame. Kenjiro halted, his first thought being that the media had gotten through the security, somehow getting to his floor and if that was the case, his rising anger was going to give them a run for show.