I even don't know, for how long I had been standing before Komaeda didn't stand up.
'Oh? Don't stay like that, Hinata-kun! Sit anywhere you want and get comfortable. By the way, I had been waiting for you~' Komaeda smirked.
I nodded with confuse and undecisively moved towards the closest sofa, trying not to look at Komaeda and during this I was feeling as my face was getting more red with every second. It's the most surprising coincidence, ever happened in my life. I can't even say if I am happy about it or not because right now I feel nothing but DAMN EMBARASSMENT.
I was about to sit on the sofa, but I suddenly felt a touch on my shoulder, but that time I was too nervous to do anything adequate so I just fell on the sofa, being scared of surprising touch. And only after some seconds laying on the couch, I felt that the person who touched me was on me. And that was... Komaeda?
'Hinata-kun, I am so sorry, I couldn't hold myself. You are just so... attractive in my jacket..'
After saying that, Komaeda hes first time ever blushed. He looked kind of cute... Wait. WHAT AM I EVEN THINKING ABOUT? I was way more red than him, almost like a tomato. Calm down, Hinata, you're on the interview if you can call it like that. Because right now, famous director is laying on me and smirking somehow slyly. And after some seconds of awkward silence I barely said:
'Tha-thanks and... cou-u-uld you get-t of me, please?'
And Komaeda, almost without any wish (he stopped smirking), got off me and sat at his work table. He got my CV, which made me even more nervous and that's why I started nervously playing with my fingers. Is he, like, doing it with every person who applies for a work in his company? From this thought I became even more excited and red. Oh damn, I'd rather Komaeda hadn't noticed my blush, but it was too late:
'Hina-chan, is there a trouble?' and after saying that he giggled.
'O-oh, it do-do-doesn't look like that, yeah. I'm-m-m f-f-f-fine.'
Hina. Chan? WAIT, IS HE TRYING TO TEASE ME? I am about to explode from awkwardness of this situation. But more, what I am interested about, why he chose exactly me?
'Oh, excuse me! It is so rude from my side to call you so inaprioppriately-'
'No-no, it's not like that.'
'Then, don't you mind if I keep on calling you like that?'
WHAT.
'It's not like I-I-I am against it, so-so I guess tha-t's fine...'
Does it mean that I agreed? If he is going to call me like that, I'm going to go crazy.
'I am so sorry for troubling you with this. I have already ordered a coffee to calm you down, so don't worry. We can just move on to the basic questions.'
'I'm listening.'
Komeada stood up and started going back and forth his study. However this tensing move, I calmed down a little and prepared myself for approaching challenge. I even stopped worrying about that jacket on me.
'So, Hina-chan, where did you study?'
'Hope's Peak Academy. Unfortunately, I didn't have specific talent, that's why I was a student from Reserve Department.'
'Ok, I quite understand you. But if that means that you don't have a talant, why do you want to enter the company, which helps talented children?'
Woah. I should have known that I can be asked with this question. Should I say him that I applied for here to hope I can get a work? No, here works only that people who are honestly understand the meaning of having a talent, that's why I can't fail with this question.
I was about to answer him that I went here because as a person without talent, I definetely understand true sense and worth of having a talent but then I remembered last evening and that "accidental" meeting. To be honest, I can't say that my first kiss was that bad-
'You are... like.... quite.... pretty'
No, no, no, no. What have I just said? Komaeda will think about me as the psycho, fangirl or even worse. But then I looked at Komaeda, who was now sitting on my sofa and looking quite surprised. But still I understand him and that my words sounded quite-
'Hina-chan, I've never heard anything so pleasing in my life! I am not worthy of those words coming from you!'
'Actually no-'
'So the next question.'
He leaned to me and now he was very close. Next to him I felt like a small insect that can be smashed any second. Komaeda put his arm on the back of sofa and looked straight at me. He brought his face closer to mine, so that I could feel his warm breath on my cheek.
'How was my yesterday kiss?~'
Woah, that was also a sudden question. But this time, I guess, I have to answer honestly because judging from the look on his face, he was looking forward to ask it.
'It was sudden and... co-cold.'
Actually, it was cold because of the rain drops. But I think, saying this was quite inaproppriate and offensive-
'Then, can we correct it?'
'Correct wha-'
I didn't have time to say the last ward, because Komaeda's warm lips covered mine. I wasn't used to this, so I just did not move, but it was much more enjoying, than the last one. But I felt that he is unstable in the position, he's kissing, because his one knee was on the sofa between my legs and his hands was on the back of sofa and between them was my head. With the last seconds, I kept wih my hands his waist because he almost fell on me.
Despite my prompts to help him, I felt as he shivered from my move and quickly stopped the kiss. I understood that I did big mistake touching him. Imagine him, almost an idol of Japan and me, usual person. How do I dare touching him?
With this thoughts I quickly stood up and moved towards the door.
'I know that I did a big mistake and I understand your attitude to me, and that's why-'
'That's why see you tomorrow, Hinata-kun!'
I thought that this words were in my imagination but Komaeda said them loud enough. I don't know how I should react, beacause he called me not 'Hina-chan' this time, but when I saw his usual sly smile I calmed down and closed the door.

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Boss { komahina }
NezařaditelnéAfter a lot of failures during the interviews, Hinata Hajime was suggested to send an application for an extremely well-known company. He also meets young director, Nagito Komaeda, who is widely discussed because of his beauty. What will they feel a...