A/N: Very first one here XD Reviews are welcomed of course (^.^)/ 3
Summary: Your fiance participates in a charity event and gets... well auctioned ^^Kagami x Reader
Beta: Candified Chaos
You correct the line of your lips, smudging the lipstick around its edges. Your make-up couldn't look too flashy, but it still had to be visible and go well with your dress. Not too extravagant, though elegant enough to make you blend in the crowd during
the charity party.
Checking out your reflection in the mirror, you smooth out a small crease on your dress; a pair of arms snakes around your waist and you stifle a groan, knowing where this one leads to.
"You look dashing, (Name)" Kagami rests his chin on your shoulder, looking at your reflection. "I think this dress calls for something else other than spending the night with fossils, don't you agree?"
Ignoring his last remark you twist in Kagami's embrace and fix his bowtie. "I don't want to have this conversation again," you snap. "You're dressed up already and it'd be such a shame to let your handsome looks go to waste."
You straighten the lapels of of Kagami's tuxedo and take a step back to admire the view. The getup fits perfectly, defining his broad shoulders making your mouth water. Earlier that evening you managed to neatly comb back his hair and if not for that
terrible scowl on his face, he'd look devastatingly handsome.
"I have a feeling you'll be extremely popular with the ladies, Taiga. Just smile darling, because that grimace ruins the whole effect." You say with a thoughtful pout.
"For Christ's sake, (Name)!" Kagami groans. "Shouldn't you at least act as if you cared? I'm going to be pushed off like a piece of meat! Do we have to go that far…?"
"And what does this have to do with me?" You ask arching your eyebrow. "This whole thing was your decision. If you didn't want to do this, you just should have said so."
"You know it's not that simple," Kagami says dryly. Your lips purse into a thin line, as he rinks fingers through his locks, ruining all your hard work. "How could I say no if it's for good cause, huh? Besides I thought you would oppose…"
"So what you're saying is, it's okay for me to look like the nation's worst bitch, forbidding you to participate in a charity auction, but it's different when it is you who could end up being a jerk, am I right?"
"But aren't you even a little against it?" Kagami asks hopefully. "Whoever wins gets to go return home with me. And frankly speaking no one knows what might happen."
You shake your head, laughing quietly. Your fiancé's terrible attempts to make you jealous are pathetic. "Considering the age of your possible buyers, except for few bruises from groping, I think you'll be fine. Unless of course you get smacked upside
your head with a purse for not keeping your hands to yourself." You add as an afterthought.
Kagami can't hide a grimace of distaste caused by such a vivid image appearing before his eyes. You stand on your tiptoes to fix the mess he made of his hair and when you're satisfied with result, you place a chaste kiss on Kagami's cheek.
"C'mon Taiga. We'll be late."
The party is just how you thought it would be. String quartet playing in the back of the ballroom, waiters roaming around with trays filled with glasses and plenty of people nearing to the ripe age of 70. Besides Kagami and you, there are only few more
youngsters, mostly celebrities and athletes, whom your fiancé had just agreed to go on a date with whomever pays more. The raised money was to be deposited on the foundation's account which has been helping out with rebuilding schools in minor cities
which couldn't afford to expand their facilities. What a beautiful reason, yet such an awful way of aiding.
You swiftly grasp two glasses of champagne and hand one to Kagami. "Relax, would you?" You sigh, taking sip from your glass. "You look like you're going to throw up any minute now."
"No shite… how am I supposed to look?!" Kagami barks. He gobbles up the content of his glass. "Everyone's staring at me. This is beyond ridiculous. I'm not a bloody piece of meat…"
"You're freaking out, Taiga. Stop it. No one's staring at you," you assure, but as he not so gently grips your shoulders, twisting you in the direction of elegantly dressed older lady, who smiling brightly, waves at your fiancé, you snort out loud.
"I'm freaking out?!" Kagami hisses into your ear. "It's been like that since we arrived, (Name). And I can tell you one thing. She's kind enough just to stare at me from afar. The others… Just so you know she's the milder case here…"
You link your arm around Kagami's and escort him further into the large ballroom. You stop by the buffet. There's a tray filled with champagne glasses, so you leave your empty ones here. You pour content of two glasses into one, before handing it to Kagami.
"I know it's… stressful," you start cautiously, "but it's just for tonight. I promise I will be your lady in shining armour if anything goes wrong. You can count on me."
"Will you pay for me?"
"No." You shake your head slowly. "I won't pay for something I can have for free. But besides that, I'm your man."
Kagami swings his glass, drinking the champagne in one shot. "Then I can't count on you," he sums up stiffly. "What's wrong with women anyway, huh? It's a slave's market… What happened with your whole feminism and equal rights for everyone?"
"Don't take it personally. It's just for fun."
"And who's having fun?" Kagami snaps. "Not me, obviously."
You reach out your hand to caress his cheek, but the way he glares at you, like a petulant child is a little too much for you to keep a straight face. You sigh. "Just one night, Taiga. You'll be okay."
It's official, Kagami has now been openly cranky and insisted on not speaking with you even after the auction has started. With bemused expression, you watched as yet another man has been presented to a surprisingly vigorous crowd of the older ladies.
You pondered whether they were that wicked throughout their whole lives, or they turned to the dark side upon the idea of spending the evening with a handsome man, who could easily pass as their son if not grandson.
You wished Kagami 'good luck', when it was his turn to be introduced; he didn't spare you a glance, mumbling angrily under his breath as he walked up on the stage.
The ladies catcall him and seeing fiery blush creeping up your fiancé's neck; you couldn't help, but join them whistling loudly. Kagami's face turned beet-red when the compere introduced him, adding few juicy epithets every now and then.
"This is for a good cause, my ladies!" The compere reminded. "Let's be generous and starts with five hundred dollars!"
The ladies went wild, outshouting one another and soon Kagami's price raised up to 2100 $. From the baffled expression on his face, you could tell he didn't even expect to be valued that much. But you thought differently. Despite looking awkward as hell
and undoubtedly uncomfortable, Kagami looked ravishingly handsome, dressed in a formal attire; you knew that with those dark eyes and heart-melting smile, he could make any woman swoon in a matter of minutes; probably without even knowing, but nevertheless
he was capable of doing so.
"Two thousand and four hundred!" The compere calls. "Can we get two thousand and five hundred? Anyone?"
You smirk at Kagami as his face blanches. One of the ladies would get very lucky to have him to herself tonight.
"Going once…! Going twice…! Going—"
"Three thousand!" You hear a female voice calling from the back of the crowd. You twist your neck to check who could be this crazy to offer such an enormous amount for a simple date and then the crowd parts. "I give three thousands for this gentleman."
A woman in a long grey dress announces. You blink at her, because she definitely is not even close to being 60, hell, you're not even sure if she's a day over 30.
"Three thousands from the lady in grey dress!" The compere acknowledges. "Can I get three thousand and one hundred?" he asks, but to your surprise the room is quiet. The feeling of mild panic starts to build up in your chest. It's impossible, you think,
someone will buy up the price… it's a must. Kagami looks too relieved by the sudden shift of his fate.
"Three thousand going once…! Three thousand going twice… Three—"
"Three thousand and five hundreds!" You hear yourself call out, before you can think of opening your mouth. You don't even look at Kagami, whose jaw is now nearly on the ground, as you're too busy glaring in the direction of thatwoman.
"I see that the real deal starts now." The compere chuckles.
"Four hundred." The woman raises her hand, giving you a small nod. You clench your jaw; her smile is rubbing you the wrong way. You won't lose to her and soon after the price for an evening you usually didn't have to pay for, oscillated around 7K and
you found yourself in a bid, whether to let that womanwin and buy yourself a new handbag, or just go with the flow.
It's unnerving how microphone, deformed voice of the compere echoes in your ears. "Seven thousand going once…! Going twice…! And seven thou—"
"Ten thousands…" You drawl slowly, but as a stern whisper rolls over the crowd, you repeat it louder: "Ten thousands and not a cent more!"
You rub your forehead tiredly, your brain not wrapping around the idea that you've just handed over the equivalent of your monthly income. There goes your handbag…
Everyone around you is clapping, purely bewildered that such a young person is so dedicated to the cause. If only they knew what were you thinking they'd throw you out instead applauding on your wonderful deed. Even when Kagami jumps of the stage and
scoops you up in a bear-like hug, you can't really feel contented.
"What happened to not wanting to become the nation's worst bitch?" Kagami smirks, as you're back down on your feet. You roll your eyes and swat his hand away; he doesn't let go of your waist.
"Said bitch has just donated ten thousand dollars for the cause," you point out tartly. "Why… why… just why did I do that…? My handbag… my beautiful, new handbag… It's gone… I traded it for you, Taiga. Happy?"
"Very much indeed!" He flashes you one on his heart-melting smiles and it somewhat eases your frustration. "I'll buy you as many handbags you want… I'll buy you whatever you want! Just name it and it's yours." Kagami assures you, but you have a very different
retribution in your mind.
"Do you honestly believe, I'd overpay for you to get a lame piece of leather?" You ask arching your eyebrow. "You need to try much, much harder to compensate me for what I just did." Your hands trail up Kagami's chest to rest over the lapels of his jacket.
You smooth the material lightly, before reaching up to trail your fingertips the line of his jaw. Kagami's Adam's apple moves, as he swallows hard. You title your head to the side, seeing his lips tug up in a smirk.
"Do you have anything particular in mind?" He asks huskily.
"I have a thing or two," you muse airily, but Kagami's touch starts to warm your senses up. You raise on the tips of your heels to purr in his ear. "I think you'll enjoy my sense of creativity."
The apartment you lived in was situated in one of those terribly old buildings, where nothing seemed to work, or it did it was completely not the moment it should have. Air condition in the middle of a snowstorm, windows that wouldn't open to let a little
air during the heat waves during August, or just like now when the heaters decided to turn themselves on, warming up the old walls with a full blown power.
Whenever Kagami suggested you should finally buy something which was dated tad later than the Constitution itself, you always opposed to this idea. You bought this shabby apartment when the both of you were still poor as a church mouse, and if back then
someone told you that you can pick the fanciest house ever you'd jump on the bandwagon, feeling ecstatic. Yet now when you had money you simply chose to stay there. Too many memories, you used to say.
However at this this very moment you couldn't care less about your past. With a huff you rolled on your stomach, kicking off the covers; none of this helped much and despite the fact you weren't wearing anything besides your bare skin; the bedroom felt
like a sauna.
"Don't," you groan in the pillow, when Kagami pulls the covers back up your shoulders. "It's too bloody hot for that. I'm seriously starting to reconsider your offer, Taiga. Let's move out and find a place where there's no danger of being boiled alive
in your sleep."
Kagami chuckles. "I don't really want to say this—"
"Then don't."
"— but I told you so." He finishes pointedly. You are too tired to move from the pillows, so you just glance at him; he looks too damn happy for such a late hour.
"You said it already."
"Really? When? I don't remember" Kagami frowns. It's no wonder he can't recall any of this, even if it happened just a few hour earlier; you were trying to insert the key to the lock and he was doing his best to distract you, trailing a path of kisses
up your neckline. You accidentally poked the sharp object into your hand; the pain couldn't let you forget.
"Anyway, let's go to the real estate's in the morning," you say, smashing your pillow for readjustment. "I don't have patience for this hellhole anymore. I swear whenever I lift my finger something falls apart…"
Your body is too tired to do anything, but sleeping, however your mind seems to have a problem; you still can't get over you wasted so much money… If only you wouldn't get yourself so worked up over that damn woman.
You want to sleep and when you close your eyes you feel mattress shifting. "Where are you going?" You ask, as Kagami gets up.
"To open the window. Obviously."
"Good luck with that." You chortle, thinking it won't budge. With the remains of your strength, you swing a pillow; it hits Kagami square in the back. "Put on something for good sakes! I had enough of your bare butt for a month."
"At least I earned my keeping," he points out smugly; his expression drops as you take another pillow. "You and your double standards, (Name)! You can walk around naked and I don't, huh? As you said, it's too damn hot." Kagami smirks; he pushes the window
up and miraculously it opens. The wind barges in, its cold breath giving you a goosebumps.
"I thought you were joking!" You grumble, pulling the covers up your body from the sudden chill. "It's snowing! Close it down!"
"It's fine. The heaters will burst if this room gets any warmer."
"I couldn't care less about the heaters, Taiga! I need to show up in relatively useable state for work on Monday. My account is missing few zeros… I need to earn it back."
"Speaking of it," Kagami relates, slipping under the covers beside you. "I have something very important to ask you, (Name)."
"Can't it wait? My brain's not functioning properly. It's too late for talking," you mumble into your pillow.
"No. It can't wait." Kagami says, brushing hair from your face, a gesture you were too lazy to make yourself.
"Do I need to hear it?"
"Maybe not, but I'll say it anyway. I think I love you, (Name)."
"Isn't it about damn time, huh?" You sigh, disinterested; your eyelids are heavy and at this moment you feel at peace; the thought of your lost money can't keep you from falling into a slumber anymore.
"Just let me finish." Kagami cuts you off and somehow you get a strange feeling this isn't going to be anything reasonable. You shot one eye open, glaring at your fiancé's shadowed figure. "I know it's just a one time thing, but I think I love you—"
"Just stop it right here!"
"I love you and I want you—"
"I refuse to listen to you!"
"(Name), will you marry me?"
"That's it! You officially went bonkers," you snap and roll to your side just to not look at Kagami's goofy expression. "We're already engaged! It's been a year now, remember?" To make a point you raise your hand, where the engagement ring is.
"Anyway, it was worth a try." Kagami muses; he rests his chin against your shoulder and snakes his arms around your waist. "Maybe because whenever I see you, I fall in love with you all over again?"
You cringe your nose in distaste from his cheesy line. "I'm not listening to you. You're ridiculous, Taiga. One more word and I will demand a refund."
"I don't think you'll be able to," he notes thoughtfully. "You already opened your package. Multiple times."