Loving Double (Coffee-Tastic and gin)

[Coffee-Tastic]

 

 

 

Name: Yuma Kamiya

Age: 25

Hair: Black

Eyes: Light green

Sexuality: Gay

Personality: Yuma appears and is relaxed most of the time. That's the only way people see him at all at work and on the street in fact. With his friends, who he can be himself with, know him to be playful and also to have a weird, sometimes dark, sense of humor.

Bio: Coming out to his parents when he was a teenager was one of the worst decisions he's made in his life. His mother hated the idea of having a broken son and his father was extremely disappointed in Yuma. His best comfort was being able to play the piano, something he's known how to do since getting strict and diligent lessons from a tutor at a young age. Living at home was never the same after that and avoided being home as much as he could. He stayed over at his friend's house a lot and during the summer, he held two jobs in order to save his money so he could move out as soon as he could. When he moved, his parents didn't let him take the piano he always used and longed for it, but leaving was more important, even if that piano held a lot of memories. He lived on his own for a year during college before moving in with his boyfriend for the rest of the years it took to get a degree in business, which was a four year degree of just trying to do one thing his parents would be proud of. After getting his degree, he applied for a job, where he was currently working now. Yuma mutually split with his boyfriend when they had a falling out, which left him lonely once again, but it wasn't too hard of a heart break. He was able to get a small apartment with his saved funds and at his new job he had someone to fawn over.

Likes: Making and listening to music, relaxing down on his sofa, white wine, chocolate, small animals and his crush

Dislikes: Rude folk on the trains, salty food, heavy metal/rap, needles and the idea of success with use of manipulation

 

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Working through numbers all the time was hard and timely, no matter how well Yuma was able to his job of public accounting. Its not what he wanted to do with his life at all, but he could have been in a worse situation. Yuma could have been one of those people who quit school halfway to pursue the risky career of music. It was more reasonable to do what he was good at and make real money from it than following his dream. It was something his parents actually wanted him to do as well and after telling them he was gay, which nearly gave them a heart attack, he felt like he needed to go this way. Getting his degree did get his mother and father to start talking to him again normally, but anytime when he visited, Yuma never was able to shake off the feeling they still pitied themselves for birthing a son that was attracted to men.

 

He didn't like thinking back to that. This was his life now and he was able to live however he wanted to without the judgement of others. As long as nobody else knew he was gay ether that is. Yuma kept it silent as always and did a good job at it except when his eyes passed by one specific coworker of his. He was new at this job, only being here for a few months and in that time he was able to make a few friends and gain a crush on the biggest prince in the office. He was so kind, he was patient and just seeing his smile managed to take his breath away. It was a bit hopeless to see himself together with him, although he hasn't seen him go any further with the girls who were constantly wisping his way. Maybe he already had a girlfriend, or he could be married... If that was the case, Yuma was extremely jealous.

 

His one and only ex never could give him the affection he always wanted. The other man didn't like cuddling and sometimes he was just so thoughtless. Yuma likes what they were, a nice, normal couple, but it wasn't everything that he wanted. It had also turned out that he wasn't his ex's special one either. Yuma was told that he could have been more kinkier, which he laughed at on the outside, but inwardly sulked about... But if he had a prince... everything would be perfect. Thinking of himself and that prince cuddling and kissing was so casual nowadays. What would it take to make that dream come true? Or at least get closer to him...?

 

Thinking about that a lot lately, Yuma sipped into his cup of coffee and glanced over at the other man's desk, sighing to himself. He never was quite able to have a proper conversation with the man, only going as far to mutually greet him when he passed by or waving goodbye when he passed him. There was one occasion in the elevator with just himself and the prince where he got so nervous, he pretended to call someone and he had a nice conversation to nothing but a turned off cell phone when it could have been with him. Yuma never got a second chance with that... yet if he did, he might have done the same thing too. Today though, seeing him alone and without any girls in sight, he put away his fears and decided to go his way with a casual hello, then stopping and smiling, "Ah. Afternoon... Hey. I was wondering if you'd be down for a few drinks later. I just realized I spent some time with almost everyone here, but not you yet," he laughed, "So how about it?"

[gin]

 

N A M E

Izanagi Kareno

 

A G E

27

 

H A I R

Brown

 

E Y E S

Gray

 

S E X U A L I T Y

Bisexual

 

P E R S O N A L I T Y

Izanagi Kareno is depicted as ‘the prince’ by anyone who’ve met him; looks, brains and personality. He is perfection personified.

 

Albeit, to all of this good-natured persona, Kareno happens to have a personality rivaling of a villain. Little did they know that the prince happens to be a narcissistic, short-temper, evil and manipulative two-faced jerk.

 

B I O G R A P H Y

Being born and raised as the eldest son of the family, Izanagi holds the reputation of a good natured person to all. He had his parents expectation raised on the highest bar since day one, much to the dismay of his younger siblings. With all of this plans and goals planned without his consent, Izanagi lived the life molding a mask as to what the adults desired out of him. A perfectly concocted facade in which he could control people by showing what they really wanted while analyzing them down to the very bottom of their ugly personalities.

 

Izanagi works as a Budget Officer at a mediocre company downtown. Since then, he lives a well-secluded life. No one from their company knows that he was the only male heir of Kareno Hotel Chains. He is basically your modernized prince minus the crown and the cape.

 

L I K E S

Reading books and people (their personalities in particular).

 

D I S L I K E S

Heights.

 

 

 

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Perfection. All his life Izanagi Kareno portrayed the role of being the perfect son to his parents. Academic awards, sports and down to being the golden boy of his family---Kareno entirely hit the marks. Even in his jobs, he’d see to it that it was a hundred an one percent done thus failure was never been an option.

 

When he graduated college with flying colors, he was expected to work with their Hotel Chains but Izanagi persuaded the weakest link of their family, his mother. Sunao Kareno had always spoilt her eldest son, Izanagi. She was easily manipulated unlike his father, Takashi who’s rather uptight and calculating. In the end, Izanagi had gotten the freedom to do as what he pleases before he hit the age of thirty. He’s going to work in his pace with the terms that he’s going to take over when he reaches such age. But for know, Izanagi had finally settled at a place wherein he could observe as much as he likes and that was in the heart of their office.

 

 

His eyes trailed at the people who passed in front of him. Grey orbs glanced at the women who're busy chatting their way towards break time. Judging from their incessant glancing towards his direction, Izanagi knew that ninety percent of their trivial talks involves him. The annoying set of girls would take all of his patience not to whack them on the pristine wall in front of his cubicle. Glad that they didn't approach him as of this moment, he surveyed the room rather enthusiastically. Izanagi knows too well when a woman or even a man took a certain liking towards him. Take the certain obsidian-haired boy who was too busy with his work for an example--Yuma Kamiya.

 

Izanagi often wondered why Kamiya didn't have the guts to converse with him properly. He'd just settled with the minimal greetings here and there. To Izanagi's eyes, he was just a total mystery, he would even held bets inside his mind as to when the timid man would approach him. Judging from the latter's gestures, it's a matter of time he'd took a courage pill and talk to him

 

"Ah. Afternoon... Hey. I was wondering if you'd be down for a few drinks later. I just realized I spent some time with almost everyone here, but not you yet," He looked so docile and too afraid to be turned down, Izanagi thought.

 

"So how about it?"

 

He schooled his face in a surprise manner as he tried to type a non-existent document in his computer.

"It would be a pleasure Kamiya-san,"

He glanced at the man who was towering at his cubicle and then back at his watch.

 

Hook.

 

Bait.

 

Catch.

 

Little had Kamiya known that he's literally walking towards a Devil's Trap.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Little had Izanagi known how fast his heart had beat in the time it took him to reply to him.

 

Yuma didn't know how tight and dry his throat was until he tried to swallow, it becoming a painful gulp of his nervousness that he kept hidden in him. "Wonderful then," he looked off at the girls to the side for a moment, as if making sure that the hyenas weren't on their way over to catch the buzz and ruin his acceptance for spending time with the prince charming brunet. Yuma cleared his throat and looked back at Izanagi, smiling again. Its been such a long time since he's made any kind of plans with someone he liked or was interested in, and though this didn't qualify as a date, it was still able to make him loose some of his calmness and his footing on the line between suggesting a casual hang out and making himself look a little bit too happy to be told it was Izanagi's pleasure if they did. "Um." He watched the other man look at his watch, nearly forgetting to mention a time, "How about right after work? If you want to go later, thats fine. There were some errands I had to do and I could get them done... But that's if we do meet up later. It's up you you, haha!"

 

He was happy this wasn't going well worse. He could have stuttered by accident or repeated himself by mistake...

 

Wait, who was he trying to fool? He was sounding off completely. Yuma wasn't like a girl where he could hang around Izanagi to the point of getting past any nervousness. He was always with himself in his chair, doing work and having to look over and watch almost all the females be all over him. This being his first time talking to him after months of admiring the wildlife from a distance, it was definitely stressful enough to deconstruct his fortified layer of calmness. How would it be possible to maintain that heavy aura of everything is alright in this vessel? Just being around Izanagi's work space for this long was making his legs and his toes feel numb. Yuma was just glad he was able to keep his face from turning red.

 

The worst thing that could happen was that Izanagi realizes that he was gay and then finds him disgusting. In this day and age, it was starting to be more common for men to have some interest in the same sex too, but also in this day and age were people who hated that, just like his parents. Their rejection was most likely the worst he'd ever feel in him. Getting the same kind of rejection from his crush obviously wouldn't be as devastating, but it would hurt. It'd be painful even more so because he doubted any kind of rejection from the prince would make him stop finding him attractive.

[gin]

"Um."

 

"How about right after work? If you want to go later, thats fine. There were some errands I had to do and I could get them done... But that's if we do meet up later. It's up you you, haha!"

 

He stared at Yuma with quiet the wonder despite all of his stuttering. The way he's too nervous to converse with Izanagi made his thoughts gone haywire.Yuma was strange, creepy even. The accountant didn't always have the guts to have a decent conversation towards him and now that he'd have one, he's starting to act like a nervous school girl talking to her crush. Izanagi smiled at the thought that the guy was making an effort to interact with him, the introverted Yuma Kamiya.

 

"That sounds a great plan to get wasted,"

he joked and beamed at Kamiya.

Being a man of words, Izanagi kept the reputation of being one himself. That's why girls were too attracted to him due to his usual mood swings. His conversing ability matters on what person he was talking. Like a robot, you can see to it that he can comply as to what you're expecting Izanagi to say.

 

He swore he saw Kamiya blush but that was just maybe a fruit of his imagination, he thought. Since there's no constructive evidence as to what motive Kamiya was doing this things, Izanagi didn't dared assume. All he have to do was observe, talk normally and then observe. That's what he's good at--observing. In fact, it was his secret fetish. Had he known beforehand that Kamiya plans to invite him, he should've dressed smartly.

 

The hundreds of way he wanted to corrupt that innocent soul was skyrocketing but Izanagi promised himself to hold-back. He didn't want the latter to come running in the hills, screaming bloody murder. Stretching his arms he glanced atop his pristine cubicle, his eyes of a hawk as to watching the timid guy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[Coffee-Tastic]

How he managed to speak with his last boyfriend at the start? They kind of sat next to each other for some of their classes. They were bound to start talking to one another, it was released that the both of them were attracted to guys... The other man was bisexual but still. They talked, they hung out and they started to be a real couple behind closed doors. Yuma never felt the need to be nervous because they were friends first, then his attraction of him grew into a relationship. Izanagi was just too likable. His aura made it clear that he was probably one of the most perfect people on earth.

 

Of course. It was very arrogant to think in such a way... Yuma knew that it was impossible for the world to have a perfect man in it. There must be lots of things he hid from others because he feared it would taint his image. Just thinking that the prince kept in his issues made him want to push aside his adoration and really ask if he was doing okay.

 

But that would come off even stranger than how he was behaving right now, wouldn't it...

 

Friends first. Spending time together would be the start of that. All Yuma had to do was calm himself down and start to act less of a girl and more of the smooth, normal homosexual that he was. The man with black hair nodded, laughing in a more controlled way, "Yeah. You're right..." Smiling, he looked off towards his cubicle and sighed calmly, "Ah, well. I'll be looking foreword to the end of work! I was only supposed to come around this way for coffee. We'll talk later, so see you," with a gentle wave, he gave himself a pat on the back in his head for playing it off a lot better now... But since he had to turn his back to get to his desk, it was then that his face lit up and his eyes practically became comedic swirls.

[gin]

The day in the office passed with a blur. An hour ago his office mate brought him a coffee with the motive of flirting with him but he's not having any of that. These women were people he dared not to acquaint with.

 

Physical or Emotional appearances, such women always fall to the former rather than the latter. The words they always delude themselves to find the perfect one was an utter bull-crap. He could almost roll his eyes towards his brain at such hypocrisy.

 

Tired with all the sneaky and perverted gazes like they've been undressing him with their eyes, Izanagi left his table. Snatching with him the cold coffee earlier, he felt euphoric knowing that the work hours are long over. He was the type who didn't do overtimes and just immediately packed up his stuff-- go home. This day was an exception since he'd promised a certain person to go out with.

 

Just the thought of it made his mood return to normalcy. Gathering the rest of his things he went to Kamiya's table. Of course, the visit was not left unnoticed by their workmates who peeked at their cubicle like giraffes. It was pathetic to see but when Izanagi saw Kamiya, he immediately made a b-line towards the brunettes place.

 

"I hope I'm not that early."

Of course he knew he was, Izanagi's just testing the waters.

 

His eyes surveyed the whole room and then back at Kamiya who stared at him with unreadable expression. Not liking the way the other man stared at him, he stared at the clock like it's the most interesting object in the whole building.

 

Being a supposedly 'people person', this was the first time he'd ran out of words.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Yuma had been finished his work early, being the kind of person who sometimes had nothing better to do than work some cases at home. He was the one who didn't want to be too pushy and go over to Izanagi and ask if he was done. For a while, he had been playing the game of those basic computer games like snake, minesweeper and a game of tic-tak-toe with a tricky computer. When he looked and saw the prince coming over, he closed out of the game and clicked on his email icon on the screen to make it seem like he was doing something. When Izanagi was actually there, he stared at him because he was nervous and his heart was still beating from thinking he'd get caught doing nothing, his face expertly keeping blank and calm. When the brunet looked at the clock, Yuma gulped and looked back at his computer after a moment, "Not at all! I just sent out a final email, you came just in time!" He smiled and closed out the browser and clicked the power down button.

 

The screen went black as he got up from his swivel chair and took his jacket that was put over the back of the chair, "I know a place that's pretty good. Its really relaxing and its not the kind of place you see crazy drunks at," he chuckled, knowing how to himself, it was an important detail to go over. He realized that since not all of his friends were gay and his antiquates shouldn't know it at all, he needed to find good places and he's been to some... crazy ones. Lets just say he wasn't interested in seeing another bar fight involving chairs and innocent plant vases ever again. "Its not too far of walk, but we could also take a bus if you wanted to. I'll let you decide."

[gin]

"How about we walk just for a change."

With a grin that could light up the whole city, they head towards the elevator.

"Lead the way,"

his eyes trailed at Kamiya longer than necessary.

 

Izanagi's tired of second guessing and threading in waters with such a harmless guy. He might decide to let his deductions off for a while but he would never let his guard down. True to his word, observing people that is, his eyes never left Kamiyas. Observing him from the back was a good way to trail his eyes to Kamiya's physique. Shamelessly doing so, he'd thought that the guy was lean enough for someone to easily carry him. Kamiya has the whitest skin rivaling of a woman who'd pumped her face with different cream.

 

Heaving a sigh, Izanagi stood beside the guy as the elevator descended floors. He was so tight lip that it seems to be different than the personality he's suppose to use. With little to none conversations that would make their short trip downstairs worthwhile, he zip his mouth shut.

 

Why was he so interested with Kamiya in the first place!? It's because of that relaxed face that held an air of mystery with him, he stupidly answered himself.

 

Certainly for sure, Izanagi thought there's a lot of secrets left in the closet for Kamiya. He's up for something, that Izanagi knew but he still couldn't pinpoint what thing he's suppose to find about the other guy.

 

Tapping his shoes to the pristine floor, Izanagi was left with no choice but to wait. What's an experiment without datum of course...

 

[Coffee-Tastic]

Being in the elevator was more stressful now that it was him and Izanagi in there, both going out to the same place together. In his mind, he knew that this was no date, this was trying to get closer to a person who looked like a real nice guy... But his heart would totally be thinking this was a date. For the sake happy dreams to come to him at night in the future forever, this was going to be a date. It wasn't something he could help, not when he's been having heart attacks for this person whenever he walked by or spoke to him. His self control could be rivaled to many things. A German Shepard who has had five years of core training and who had a hot slab of fine, rare steak in front of him, but is told to wait... Yuma had more self control than that. He never let an ounce of his heart throb be seen on the outside when the coast wasn't clear to do so.

 

Get your eyes off of me... Stop looking at me...

 

He could feel it. Even when he looked away from Izanagi, he could tell he was looking at him. What for?! It was making it harder not to show color in his cheeks, it was harder and harder to do it like this! This wasn't fair! Maybe the brunet was just looking at him because there wasn't anything else better to look at. In the elevator, yes, but even leading them out, he felt it. Maybe it was him looking at him, inspecting him...? He didn't know what was worse, looking at the other man directly or look away knowing Izanagi would keep looking him.

 

Yuma cleared his throat, the cough being louder than he wanted it to by by mistake, "So! Kareno-san, I don't know much about you!" He chuckled, giving him a casual glance with a soft smile to top it off with, "Do you have siblings? How was it like growing up for you? I can't say there anything interesting for me growing up, no brothers or sisters and such, but I'm asking because maybe your childhood wasn't as boring as mine." It was a lie to say it was just simply boring, but he didn't want the brunet redirecting the question back at him expecting a real answer.

[gin]

"So! Kareno-san, I don't know much about you!"

 

His posture stiffened at the sudden enthusiasm. That was always the dreaded question he's afraid to breach. To some it might be the most basic question yet to Izanagi it felt like he was always asked a one billion dollar question.

 

--you didn't just go there, Kamiya.

"Do you have siblings? How was it like growing up for you? I can't say there anything interesting for me growing up, no brothers or sisters and such, but I'm asking because maybe your childhood wasn't as boring as mine."

 

Gouging the expression the latter had given him earlier, Kamiya wasn't used to being observed. The way his ears flushed didn't even go unnoticed by the despicable man. Despicable, yes. He felt like punishing Kamiya for cornering him into a question that can destabilize his flawless act.

 

With that thought in mind, his forestry green orbs glanced down to the poor guy, trapping him with myriads of expression close to interest. Izanagi hope, no, wished to watch Kamiya squirm under his reverent gaze.

 

"Not much, I have two rowdy siblings. My dad's a office clerk and my mom's a pastry chef."

Lies. All of it.

 

Izanagi was even amazed or scared for spinning lies like that without batting an eyelash. It's like he's rehearsing a script for a usual routine. Pitiful. His gaze never left Kamiya's since he was still a bit angered that the latter guy asked that certain question.

 

You see, family matters are too scalding for Izanagi. He and his relationship with his parents are not really on a basis where they'd just casually ask about the weather. It's more or like a WW3 on the making. Tired of being pressured by his parents all his life, Izanagi left their house. But it's a story for another day, he so thought.

 

"Boring? Don't just say that, maybe you have someone that brightens your day. You know--a certain girlfriend perhaps?"

he wiggled his brows as he playfully tap Kamiya's shoulder.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Yuma's gentle smile did not leave his face and he continued to look at Izanagi as he spoke, but the brunet's wishes didn't go ungranted. The other man's eyes drove him to the ground. He just didn't show a grain of it. When he was done talking about his family, he gave a small chuckle and casually looked on ahead, not wanting to be under his gaze anymore. He wanted to take his face and force him to look in the other direction just to give himself a break. He'd didn't even want to see the color in his ears either. None of it.

 

Having two rowdy siblings sounded like there wouldn't be a single calm day, but it didn't sound all horrible. Yuma couldn't even remember how many times he was alone to himself in the house when he was a kid, the silence of the house on him was enough to make him cry when he was younger, the amount of times he was alone made him learn how to stop doing that eventually. Thankfully... He also came to realize that having them home wasn't any better. They were strict with him or they ignored him, two things he could have been fine without.

 

"A girlfr... Haha! No, I don't," he laughed and shook his head, "No, I don't have one. I haven't had one since high school. Those old days... Focusing too much on college work after that to have one..." That lie came quickly because it was one of the things he told people who asked him about having a girlfriend. He's never had one, been going for the other team ever since he could remember, "Er. The one who brightens my day? Hm..." You? "Excuse me for the answer, but I really like my cat...!" He looked down, "That being the answer, maybe I should get a girlfriend. Don't you think?" Yuma laughed, but no, he didn't want to. Telling his crush that the one that brightens his day was a cat and then saying he should get a girlfriend wasn't on his to-do list. Hell, going out with Izanagi wasn't on his list either, here he was anyway. "What... About you?" he askdd, rolling the words of his question out slightly longer. He didn't want to know. But he also wanted to know.

[gin]

" So Yuma-san's the innocent type huh."

He teased as he jab the brunette's chest rather playfully.

 

A cat!?

He almost guffawed with the absurdity of Kamiya's answers. He'd certainly that was an immediate B.S.

 

Finally, Izanagi managed to divert the topic away from him. It's just that he couldn't help tease Kamiya since he blushes so easily and is the type of person who squirms under the scrutiny of others. It was quite refreshing to have a conversation with someone whom he can tease.

 

Unlike when he mingled with the other people who always praises him for just basic things. In truth it was kind of irritating. Sugarcoated words don't stir well with Izanagi. He'd rather prefer the harsh truth than the comforting lie.

 

People nowadays, they'd choose the latter over the former. His eyes then resumed to the path as he'd stopped teasing Kamiya. He bet his money that the guy would faint if this staring mission of his would last longer.

 

"You should get a lover Kamiya-san! You're a ladies man since you're like the epitome of Mr. Right to the ladies. Anyone whom you like in the office?"

He enthusiastically mused as he leaned at the guy, awaiting for his answers.

 

Not dropping the love affair topic, Izanagi was persistent enough to know what Kamiya will say. He had the idea who it was though he wouldn't dare boost his ego regarding these matter. He still needed to confirm something.

[Coffee-Tastic]

His lips pursed at the tease, trying hard to not, indeed, faint from it. Was his type innocent? Not really, not that he thought. Yuma could get quite dark sometimes when it came to joking around, that wasn't innocent and if he ever got an innocent lover, they wouldn't applaud his taste.

 

He knew for a fact he wasn't a ladies man though.

 

Attracted to one of the neighbourhood boys when he was ten, thinking his male English teacher was insanely attractive at 11 to making out with his best friend at the age of 15... He's gay and wasnt attracted to any kind of lady. He could tell apart a good looking girl from one that wasn't, but finding attraction in them? He didn't. There wasn't a girl at the office he liked either because they hovered around Izanagi way too much for his liking, which brought him to the fact the Mr.Right, which wasn't him, was pushing him to say who his crush was at the office.

 

"Mr. Right to the ladies?" he laughed, his smile crooked with anxiousness, "I- I don't know about that, hah, I think you're just trying to flatter me 39th that..." he looked at Izanagi looking ahead, relieved for him to keep his eyes off him finally. "I don't have a crush, you know. I... I guess the girl with the cute little animals on her desk is... But I wouldn't call her my crush exactly. I'm kind of picky when it comes to girls so it's hard for me to really like someone in that way... You do realize you're the one who seems like their perfect. Its no wonder girls give you so much attention," he didn't sound so enthusiastic to talk anymore, his friendly voice seeming a little forced at this point, "Any of those girls you like? Maybe you already have a girlfriend?"

[gin]

Perfect, that's what he said. If Kamiya would certainly know the man behind the mask of his pretentious perfectionism, he'd bet the guy would ran to the hills. Just like a graffiti art designed at a post no bill wall. It might be beautiful to some yet to the rest it's hideous, that's why there's a need to repaint the wall.

 

In his case, he needed something to keep everything away from the prying eyes of people. He didn't care if he was judged before but they've always said that 'no man's an island.' Surely, even you pretend the hardest not to care at all, there are still people who's willing to find faults at you no matter how minuscule the mistake is and it will sting a lot no matter how you deny it.

 

I don't have a crush, you know. I... I guess the girl with the cute little animals on her desk is... But I wouldn't call her my crush exactly. I'm kind of picky when it comes to girls so it's hard for me to really like someone in that way... You do realize you're the one who seems like their perfect. Its no wonder girls give you so much attention,"

 

For a mature age Kamiya still held an amount of innocence with him. He's like breathing a new air for Izanagi. Kamiya's ability to draw people in his own way made Izanagi smile at him. Despite being a bore, Kamiya always finds a way to converse him with enthusiastically.

 

If only he knew.

 

"Of course I do have a lover."

he smiled brightly with the presenting lie.

 

This was the question he was waiting for Kamiya to ask for he can conclude all of his observations about that little social experiment of his.

 

--Now let's see what reaction are you going to make.

If there's such thing as evil grinning on the inside, Izanagi had performed well with such.

[Coffee-Tastic]

"Of course I do have a lover."

 

Of course he did. O-Of course!

 

Yuma's smile didn't fall at all, it actually got slightly wider, "That's certainly no surprise," he raised a brow, "But is it really okay for you to be making all the girls around you assume you're free? Their hearts would be broken!" Laughing, he shook his head, "I'm pretty sure you're the only reason they enjoy going to work every morning... I hope you don't plan on mentioning that to them. I'd hate to see anyone cry at work, haha!"

 

Cry. No he wouldn't cry over this, because if was obvious Izanagi had a girlfriend. Of course he said. That kind of wording made Yuma feel like an absolute idiot for ever having the small, tiny imagination of ever being with the other man. He knew he probably shouldn't have asked this, but at least it was good to know... Except now he'd really be constantly imagining how lucky that girl must be. How she was allowed to kiss his cheeks and his lips, how she was the only one who was allowed to do all of those things with him. If she asked him to watch a movie at her place, that wouldn't be weird. They could cuddle up and eat snacks, maybe even fall asleep before the credits of the movie rolled by. Gosh. Sad and jealous were two things he didn't want to be feeling today, the day where he and Izanagi actually go to hang out, or any day for that matter.

 

"She must be beautiful if she's the lucky one," he didn't want to show the streaking pain in his chest, not ceasing his smile, nor his tone, though he could feel like maybe it was a little harder to find words, "You're so good with people and attractive to girls, Kareno-san, of course you got a beautiful one... When I get my own girlfriend, whenever that may be, I'll make you the jealous one here!" Yeah right... Yuma had the face of someone who could get one easily, but again, he wasn't for that team. He held back on actually trying to find a new lover because he liked to fantasize himself with the office prince, so now? He might have to distract himself by finding a new interest. One that didn't have a girlfriend. One that would actually be interested in him... Yeah and Izanagi would so sooo jealous.

[gin]

"Yeah she's gorgeous and all,"

his eyes trailed at Yuma.

 

"Those girls weren't fond of me, Kamiya-san. They just wanted company, I think."

 

Izanagi had finally placed the last piece of the puzzle. He was certain that Yuma had felt something for him despite trying to placate the fact that he had a girlfriend. The night was young and Izanagi planned doing something with Yuma. The other guy was the type he really wanted to bully since he's got the best reactions than those sluts who wanted to be wrap under his finger.

 

Once deciding on what to do, Izanagi ushered Yuma to a bar as his hands snaked at the latter's slender hips quite boldly. For a guy, Kamiya was surely slim in a contrast with his medium build. He couldn't help but feel excited inside for leading Kamiya on, he's evil like that. Izanagi was by all means willing to play with his new toy even if it means spending so much time with Yuma.

 

He'd certainly hope he doesn't break that easily, Izanagi smiled at Yuma with those thoughts parading in his head. He surely was a patient guy and he better hope Yuma Kamiya won't disappoint him.

 

Thus, a social experiment begins.

[Coffee-Tastic]

The whole point of coming out here wasn't to get with Izanagi, it was just to get more friendly as, you guessed it, friends. Now, he didn't want to ruin this chance no matter what, even if he had a girlfriend, he should still be glad to spend time with him, get to know him better and joke around. The second thing that was more important would be learning how to not be so flustered while being around him, this could be his first hardcore endurance of that. Hardcore endurance was a correct term to use, feeling Izanagi's reach go beyond what he expected. His eyes shot the other man a glace in the moment, but kept his head forward again smiling, "Maybe..." he responded a bit late, but he felt like it might be rude to leave his statement hanging in the air.

 

When taking a seat down, he got himself a glass of one of his favorite things on the planet, white wine, and decided upon himself not to act so stressed as to drink his glass fast. He found white classy enough for him and he'd have it the same way as usual, small sips here and there. The familiar pleasant feeling of that slight burn was what he was looking for in small dosages. It helped him more than he even could ever know. "So," he was ready for more conversation, starting off at a point where he prayed it wouldn't lead to more information he'd rather not know about the prince's current love life, "You said you had siblings. I grew up the only child, I'd have no idea how it might be like with two of them. How is it like?" Would Yuma like it if he had rowdy siblings that constantly made a racket in the house? Actually, no, he probably wouldn't. Yuma has always been more quiet and controlled. Even if he didn't like the utter silence of his home, he wouldn't have liked it to be noisy either.