𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 ✦ Kenji Sato x reader (ON HOLD)

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐕

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐕

Tulips

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An awkward silence fills the room as Rossi sits across from you and Kenji, who has a small poodle on her lap. The vet's lobby is slightly chilly, the air conditioning working overtime to combat the summer heat outside.

You and Kenji are in the vet's lobby with Kumo sleeping on the floor. You didn't expect to see Rossi so soon after telling her your boss would be back in a week.

" Kenji, " Rossi addresses him, her eyes narrowing.

Kenji looks up from a brochure he picked up from a wooden shelf nearby. " Rossi. "

...

" You said you'd be back after a week, " Rossi probes.

" I never said that, " Kenji shoots back. You start to shuffle uncomfortably in your seat, fearing your lie might be exposed.

" I didn't know, " Rossi responds, crossing her arms. " Because you never call me anymore. " She pouts.

" I don't owe you phone calls, " he replies nonchalantly.

Rossi clicks her tongue and rolls her eyes. " Who's she? " she asks in disgust, addressing you. Kenji shows mild interest, replying, " My housekeeper. "

Kenji looks up from his brochure again, his movements forced. " She told me you've met before. "

Rossi scoffs. " If she's your housekeeper, what's she doing outside the house? " she asks. " With you, " Rossi adds, jealousy in her tone.

Kenji doesn't answer. You feel guilty, keeping Rossi waiting. It's clear that Rossi is losing her patience, but so is Kenji.

" I didn't even know you were hiring, " Rossi mutters.

Kenji scoffs. " I didn't tell you? " he asks. Rossi shakes her head.

" Must've been none of your business. " Kenji shoots Rossi a smile, but his tone betrays his spite.

Rossi's eyebrows furrow as she leans back in her chair. " Unbelievable, " she mutters, rolling her eyes.

God, you think. This is uncomfortable. You have no idea what's going on, nor do you feel it's your place to know.

You take a deep breath, the room falling silent, much to your relief. You check the time; it is almost your turn to meet with the vet.

You remember that Rossi had a poodle cradled on her lap and wanted to see it again. You lift your head to gaze at the poodle but instead catch Rossi's eyes. Oh, okay, maybe not then. You quickly look away but still feel her piercing glare.

You swallow the lump in your throat and look back up again. She's still staring. Okay, now you're uncomfortable. You recall their conversation earlier. From what little information you gathered, their relationship seems one-sided. Ouch.