Paperwork.
Kiku always hated paperwork. He would rather publish another game on his computer but no, he's father had to be sick and sent him here, on this office. He was bored out of his mind, with nothing to do but sign and read paperwork. He's surrounded by papers here, there, everywhere.
Kiku sighed. He is a famous writer. Rather than spending his whole day on a café, his father insisted that for once in a while, he should run their family company. Kiku couldn't say no to his old man. Rather than arguing with him, he just said yes even though it was out of his control.
Kiku made an airplane from a paper. Sure this would be childish but whatever. Boredom can make you do crazy things. He imitated the sound of an airplane. He was having a good time, when his phone rang. "Yes?" Kiku answered, still playing with the airplane. "Kiku?" said man sat straight and cough. He blushed even though he was the only one on the office. He put the airplane down and focused on the man.
"Takeshi. Why did you call?"
"Are you free next week?" Kiku raised an eyebrow.
"And why?"
"Well, some of my friends invited me to the beach. Want to come?"
"I don't know. Let me check my schedule." He glanced at the calendar and turned to the phone.
"No. I'm free for whole 3 weeks."
"Great! So you're going right?"
"Erm… Yeah sure." He wasn't sure if going on a vacation with Takeshi is a great idea. Last year, he came home burned from the sun. Takeshi kidnapped him from his house and stuffed him on his car trunk, drove to the beach where his idiotic friends were waiting.
"Good! We're going shopping this Friday before the vacation. See you at the mall!" Beep.
Oh great. Kiku face palmed. He just agreed on a vacation from a kidnapper no less. Relax, Kiku. Just breathe. You're just going on a vacation with an old friend. A crazy, pervert, gay friend that is. Dear Kami. I should stop comforting myself. It's not helping. In fact, it's making it worst.
Worst summer ever.
Sketch Pad.
One thing that Yao treasured the most was his sketch pad. It's his favorite hobby, sketching. Except from being a photographer, he likes to play guitar too. He is that quiet rebellious type of man. He would just rather lock himself on his room rather than to deal with the noisy world outside.
One thing he disliked the most, something that is noisy. That would be his family. Yao lived with a happy family, and it annoyed him a lot. His dad, who is supposed to be a professional doctor, acts like a child when he's at home. His mom, who is supposed to be a strict teacher, acts like his sister when ever she's around with him. His brother, who wouldn't stop calling him "Aniki" is a professional lawyer and acts like he owns everything.
He stopped his sketching when his phone rang. He glanced at his phone and back to his sketch pad. He had drawn the empire state building. He tilted his head. Needs more shading, he thought. His phone rang again and it was starting to annoy him. He picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Yao." He sighed. The only person he liked was his quiet friend, Kaoru.
"Why did you call?" he can feel the other man fidget nervously.
"Uhm. You see, Takeshi, my cousin, asked me if I would like to come to the beach with him. My parents don't trust him so they told me to call you and ask if you want to accompany me."
"Oh. Well, I would love to. I'm not busy this summer."
"Great. Takeshi said we would go shopping this Friday."
"Okay. I'll pick you up this Friday then."
"And Yao?"
"Yeah?"
"Please don't tell Yong Soo about the vacation."
"Oh I won-," "Aniiiiki!" "Too late." Kaoru groaned at the other line. "Bye Yao."
"Bye." They both hanged up. "Aniki!" his door slammed open. Yao's eye twitched and he swore a vein popped out his head. "Aniki! I heard you on the other line. I would like to come too!"
"You were listening to us the whole time? What if it wasn't Kaoru? What if it was someone and we're talking about private things!?" Yong Soo's face crunched in disgust. "Ew Aniki. That's gross."
Yao face palmed.
I have a bad feeling about this.
