A Little to the Right (Ken Sato x Reader)

Prologue

YOUR eyes open forcefully. Everything is dark, except the light coming from the TV. You expect the sound of birds outside your window but your clock shows otherwise, 2:00 AM! You furiously rub your palm on your face and sigh.

      You sit upright, slouched and very sleepy. Your back hurts from lying down on the couch that you had purchased from five years ago and yet as old as it seems, it still serves its purpose as a temporary bed. You squint your eyes at the TV screen, still on the sports channel where the baseball player Ken Sato effortlessly hits the ball and runs to first base. You yawn again and let your body fall back on the couch.

*Ping!*

      "Bruh..." Your phone continuously pings but you're too tired to even bother picking it up. You wait for it to stop then CPR x Misery started playing. It startles you that you start to laugh at your ringtone. Ailen, your childhood friend, must have gotten into your phone somehow. Good thing, you always turn on silent mode when you are with a client.

*Zaddy Calling*

      What now? This biach better have a juicy gossip. You internally mumble. You pick up your phone and answer the call. "Sup Zaddy. Do you have a d**th wish?"

      "Whoah, hold them horses. Well maybe I have a d**th wish because I have bad news for you." Rony sighs heavily, you can already envision him wiping sweat from his forehead. He's been your co-worker for years now and it's the first time you hear him sound very anxious.

      "And what would be the news?" Your sleepiness jumps out from your body and you uneasily wait for his reply.

      There is a moment of silence before he took a deep breath. "I'm so sorry Y/N. He was very insistent. I couldn't say no to him. He specifically asked for your house and I just could not s---"

      You spring back up and turn off the TV. "Wait. Hold it in. What? What do you mean my house. Who? Why? Huh?" You mindlessly blabbered. "What do you mean? Is it about the property that Mr. Tanaka wanted to buy? Don't worry, he can have it."

       You can hear Rony talking to somebody beside him but you paid no attention to it. "I'm really sorry! Even if you wish me to h*** right now, there was nothing I could do!"

      The property you were selling was being purchased by a lovely old couple. They loved the quaint and homy bungalow that you had proposed to them, it's the perfect house. But another client of yours, Mr. Tanaka, had been very insistent that he should be the one to buy the property, of course you presented him another one but he firmly declined and still insisted on the bungalow.

      "Like I said, Mr. Tanaka can have it." But you start to feel something heavy on your stomach like someone dropped an atomic bomb on it. You felt bad for the couple although there is that one house that they would surely love. "I have the perfect house for the lovely couple."

      Four knocks on your front door stalls you. The h***?  "Wait, someone just knocked on my door...at two in the morning."

      Rony mumbles something. "Y/N? I-Is something happening over there?" You hear him swear which is unlikely of him. "I-it must be him."

      "Did you hire someone to kidnap me!?" You joked and try your best to whisper-shout at the same time. You are feeling a bit scared as you are living alone. You have no neighbor. And the nearest house is abandoned. "Wait, what do you mean, him?"

      Another four knocks. You slowly get up and walk over to the door. Unlucky you, there's no hole on the door for you to peek through. Your hands start to feel clammy and cold, even your heart rate is raising. You rub your chest and take a deep breath.