𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗟 // 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘪. 𝘬 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘴

He Asks You Out/First Date

Title: He Asks You Out/First Date

Warnings: Kai spoiling the hell out of you🥰, also not edited😬

Also, you're gonna start calling him Kai now instead of Chisaki.

Enjoy your date reader-chan🤗👋

~(Your Name)'s~ POV

"(Last name)! Master Overhaul wants to see you in his office!"

I looked down at Mimic and nodded. I started to make my way to Chisaki's office, but I was incredibly confused.

Ever since that night in his room, he's been doing this everyday. Sometimes he'll call me in there to "help" with paperwork, eventhough sometimes it was only two sheets. Other times he would reduce Eri's experiment time by a few minutes then call me in his office, and he won't even utter a single word! If I tried to leave he'd just bluntly tell me to sit back down. Or he would tell me to help him sterilize his office.

I don't know what the hell is going on with him, but maybe I'll finally figure it ou since I arrived at his door.

I softly knocked on his door and heard a firm "Come in."

I turned the handle and stepped inside. Chisaki was seated at his desk, his plague mask discarded and his black surgical mask framing his face. In one hand held a pen that was currently gliding across one of his various pieces of paperwork. His other gloved hand held his head upright as he diligently worked though the papers.

I softly closed the door behind and spoke.

"You wanted to see me, Chisaki?"

His tired amber eyes shot up at me as he heard my voice. He set his pen down on his desk, and his mood seemed to brighten slightly even if his face stayed stoic.

"Ah, (Your Name). Yes there's something I wanted to discuss with you." He gestured toward the couch in front of his desk.

I took off my white plague mask, leaving my white surgical in its place, and placed it next to me on the couch I was now sitting on. Once I made myself comfortable, I turned my attention back to Chisaki.

"Did you need help with your work load again?"

The amber eyed male simply waved off my question and shook his head.

"No nothing like that. As a matter of fact it's nothing work related. It's more...personal if you will."

My (hair color) eyebrows scrunched in confusion, and I tilted my head.

"I'm afraid I don't follow you, Chisaki."

He looked me straight in my eyes and bluntly responded.

"I want to court you."

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