Someone that's always waiting
I have someone waiting for me
It's blurry.
Wondered a blonde haired woman while staring into the now almost intangible words on the screen of her desktop computer. At this rate she was sure she couldn't finish her work. Also not helped by the fact that she had a massive headache and was sure she was sick too.
Miura Yumiko, is and upstanding and diligent salary woman working in a prestigious company that she probably didn't give two cent in remembering even the goddamn policy. Furthering her studies into the liberal arts and focussing on mathematical related course help her quite a bit in lading this job, though occasionally it was a pain but hey at least the pay was good.
Back to the situation at hand, she was currently imputing some calculations for the company's surplus budget and boy was it not easy. She paused momentarily to try and make heads and tail of all these damn numbers that don't add up.
Relaxing herself on the office chair and taking an opportunity to crack her limbs, audible pops escaped her delicate frame. At this point her head was ringing and her vision getting even more obscured.
"-ko-chan" hmm? Was that someone calling her?
In the process of popping her neck she wondered if it was just an illusion.
"Yumiko-chan" ah yes definitely not an illusion. She craned her neck to the source of the voice to find a person with grey eyes and brown dyed hair staring back at her with concern on his face.
Tobe Kakeru for all his loudness and antics was very much a welcomed sight to her. He now sported a shorter and more professional haircut ideal for the company that their working on. Surprisingly he's pretty good at his job.
"Ah Kakeru what is it? More work?" she asked hoping that was not the case. Tobe smiled back and simply dismissed her off.
"Nope! Well there is but it's my work ehehe…" she raised an eyebrow signalling the loudmouth to get straight to the point. Hell hath no fury as Yumiko's wrath, of course Tobe knew of this.
"W-well I came to tell you that you can postponed your calculations for now, seems like there has been a change with the financials and the boss is relieving all workload from our living calculators" he gave her a toothy grin as she widened her eyes.
"Well damn no wonder I couldn't get it done, I guess that's okay. Now I can relax for a bit" pinching the bridge of her nose while letting out a few coughs. She could feel the snot traveling down her nostril threatening to leak like a fountain.
"You okay Yumiko-chan? You don't look so good" he's grin morphed into a frown as he observed her, handing over a box of tissues from a nearby table.
Accepting the box of tissues she promptly blows a good load into it, she does this a few more time and more times than she expected.
"Wow that was like a lot of snot Yumiko-chan, Ya sure ya okay?"
"I said I'm okay Kakeru" raising her voice slightly before lowering it when she realised she shouldn't be getting angry at Kakeru. After all he was only concerned, bless his soul.
"Now get back to work, we still going to meet up at for the company function later before going back right?" she asked with a small smile.
"Oh shit! Your right! Well then I'm off!" the brown haired employee quickly made his way or rather a full blown sprint towards the elevator likely heading back towards his section of the offices on the upper floor.
Now left to herself she mused over what has happened to get her to where she was, just after high school she continued her studies in Tokyo U under Formal Science to which she herself was surprised she even managed to get into. Though it was most definitely because of him, the tutoring paid off and now here she is with a job with good pay. The jobs also were fairly simple, calculate this and that and she was done, most of the time.
Shutting her desktop down and getting up from her desk she headed to the lounge room, with a slight wobble made her way through the halls passing by some of the employees that were heading home or she could guess likely getting ready to head to the dinner.
The dinner itself didn't require mandatory participation but she knew she had skipped a fair amount of these dinner. So attending it this time shouldn't be too much of a hassle.
Arriving at the lounge room she looked around for an empty space. The lounge room only had about 4 people who were off doing their own thing. She spotted a couch in a secluded but visible are she made her way there.
Groggily she sat in an empty couch and looked at the overhead clock which showed 7:47pm. Thirteen minutes till she had to gather with her friends for dinner, she had time to relax and maybe catch a quick nap. Maybe his habits are even rubbing off on her, she chuckled at this and was alerted to a sound in her handbag. Searching inside she picked up her phone and checked it.
It was a message from him.
[Yo, when are you getting off work?]
[Works done, but there's a company dinner in a few minutes and we won't likely be done till 9pm, why?]
She waited for a reply almost expectantly.
[I see, I'll walk you home when you're done. Meet'cha there at 9.10pm]
She smiled brightly at this, it wasn't common for him to do this as he would always work till very late.
[Okay]
"What's gotten you all happy?" making Yumiko jump she scanned her surroundings.
Finding a tall girl with brown bobbed hair and green orbs stared amusedly at her. Her face adorned with a pair of stylish red glasses and her hands on her hips.
Ebina Hina like Kakeru also worked in the same company with her. She was eternally grateful that she had these two with her. She was very aware she wasn't the type of person to be alone.
She just couldn't handle it.
"Hello Hina, its nothing. Where's Kakeru?" contrary to her reply, internally she was screaming all giddily like a little girl getting a present on her birthday.
Smirking the glasses girl knew her friend was feigning ignorance but before she could press further the person in question arrived.
"Here, here!" as if by magic Kakeru appearing right next to her somehow looking even worse than she is. Yumiko though having gotten used to this simply stood from her comfy couch and walked forward.
"C'mon lets go" motioning for the two to follow her which they did with Kakeru and Hina taking her right and left respectively.
"You're looking a little red on the cheeks Yumiko, have a fever?" asked Hina having noticed the particular detail.
"Nothing to worry about, I can take it till this stupid dinner is done" she replied without looking.
"If you're sure, but the moment I see something wrong I'm dragging your butt back"
Yumiko only rolled her eyes at the statement.
Kakeru knowing to stay well clear if it's something Yumiko didn't want to talk about opted to continue the conversation.
"They serve good food though Yumiko-chan so I don't think it's all bad" added Kakeru from the side.
She couldn't argue with that. The food was actually really great from her past experience attending a previous dinner, though she would just much rather go back home cook some ramen and sleep. Wait she definitely sounds like him now.
Arriving at the elevator room she pressed the button, not long after a nearby elevator door opened up. She then pressed the 10th floor where the dinner was held. The mechanical door slowly closed and up they when.
They chatted about menial things on their way up with the background tune playing a simple flute music. She always liked the company's elevators as each day had a different tune playing.
The 'ding' sound announced that they have arrived on the floor. The door opened and they quickly exited.
They were now in the grand hall. Extravagant food were lined up on the middle with tables and chairs dotted around, people were mingling about in their own circles chatting around. There was quite the number of people attending this dinner. No surprise as the company had a total employee count of over ten thousand.
"Yo! They've got some sea urchins over there! Gotta grab em while their hot!" Kakeru saluted the two girls before making a beeline towards the delicacy.
The remaining girls shared an amused expression, after all Tobe Kakeru for all his matureness over the years still had that childhood side to him.
The glasses toting girl on the other hand was more civilised in her approach in getting her desired food.
"I'll be back Yumiko, I'll get you a salad and some orange juice just go sit in that chair over there" pointing to an empty chair.
"Really? I can g-"
"Apapapa! No you don't young lady, I will have no argument in this matter" she was cut off when the still BL lover placed a finger on her lips.
"But"
"You. Chair. Now." A stern and commanding voice bellowed from the seemingly petit girl. With a sigh the only thing Yumiko could do was do as she's told.
Taking the sigh and the movement toward the chair as a sign of acknowledgement the glasses girl puffed up her chest with her hands on her hips in a victorious manner.
"Good girl"
Yumiko glanced back to see the girl making her way to the food stands, disappearing into the sea of people. Yumiko now on her own contemplated if she should go look for her friend or to follow her commands. Didn't take her long though as she was intercepted by a few people namely 4 or 5 with all of them being males.
"Miura-san it's a pleasure to be in your presence"
"You look lovely this evening"
"Would you care for a drink?"
"I hope you don't mind a little chatter with us"
"H-hello" Yumiko wasn't one to indulge in unnecessary pleasantries with people she did not know. Especially these people who all had the same eyes. Eyes filled with lust, it didn't take her long to realised they were after her because of her position and her body.
She exchange conversations with the group and plastered a fake face for them. If he could see her being targeted like this he would probably be verbally beating the crap out of them right now and have enough time to make his eternal glorious philosophical speeches to them and giving them the reason they suck speech on the side.
She was stopped when her head started to ring again. Her headache now returning in full force started to really hurt making her hold the side of her head in pain. The ringing persisted until her vision became so blurry she couldn't see her fingers.
The last thing she saw was the men calling out to her and her friend running frantically to her side.
Eyes fluttering open Yumiko was met with the green orbs staring back with a very concerned face on her.
"Oh thank goodness Yumiko! You had us all worried, I knew you weren't feeling well" semi-shouted the brown haired girl. She should be much more pissed but restrained herself in light of her friend's current condition.
"What happened?" asked the blonde slowly getting up from the lounge room couch. So they had taken her to one of the resting rooms thought Yumiko to herself.
"Woah easy there. You fainted at the dinner" Kakeru approached and handed her a glass of water.
She took it gratefully and chugged it down, handing the glass back to Kakeru.
"That's it girl I'm taking you back now and that's final!" announced Hina with a determined looked.
Getting back? Oh no what time is it!
"Kakeru what time is it!?" she asked her male friend in a frantic manner.
Kakeru looked at his watch and informed her without looking away.
"It's 9:50pm"
Again she looked for her handbag which had her phone, thankfully it was only an arm's reach. She took it out and looked at the screen.
4 messages.
[Yo, I'm here – 9:10pm]
[Yumiko? Where you at, you done yet? – 9:15pm]
[Still waiting – 9:20pm]
[Are you even getting this? – 9:30pm]
Her heart sank at the last message. It's been 20 minutes since the last message, he should have gone home now. But she had hope and that was all she could gamble on now.
With her mind made up and face full of determination she said her request.
"Could you guys accompany me to the ground floor?"
The other two occupants in the room looked at each other. Kakeru gave a smile then nodded while Hina received the nod and sighed happily.
"Alright princess lets go" offering her hand to the sick girl.
"Thanks guys" was all she managed to squeeze out. Accepting the hand.
The journey to the ground floor was uneventful or at least that's how it looked to Yumiko. She felt like she was high on drugs or something not that she ever tried it before, she was a good girl after all.
Reaching the ground floor she was meet with a few concerned employees approaching asking on her condition. Thankfully her ever trustful friends answered on her behalf with some retreating back when the saw Hina's face that screamed 'get the hell out of my way'.
"We're here Yumiko" quietly informed the bespectacled girl. "Do you want us to take you home?"
Yumiko heard the question but was currently more focused on scanning the outside.
Please, please be there.
The outside was snowing as it was in the middle of December and suffice to say it was freezing outside. Yumiko wasn't prepared for the cold as she only had her office wear which consisted of a blouse and a white skirt. Her legs were clad in black tights but considering the outside temperature didn't provide much protection as well. All of this was the last thing on her mind though as she was more desperate to find him.
It then caught her eye, that impossible to miss ahoge sticking out seemingly defying gravity. Without a shred of doubt it belonged to him.
Returning her attention to her two friends she regarded them.
"Thanks guys but… I have someone waiting for me, see you guys tomorrow"
"Hopefully not" replied the concerned friend.
With a quick smile and a wave the sick blonde proceeded slowly towards the entrance.
Watching their sick friend didn't sit right with Hina so she was puzzled as to who she was meeting. Curiosity got the better of her as she not so subtly purposefully scanned the outside of the building watching her friends back intently.
The blonde girl walked towards a man. The man noticed her and had an annoyed looked on his face or at least his mouth which was the only thing visible at the distance.
Hina was having none of that! Her friend was sick and no bastard is going to make her feel worst. She trudged her way to the entrance intent on giving the asshole a piece of her mind but was stopped dead in her tracks as the moonlight shone bright and revealed who the man was.
It was Hikigaya Hachiman.
Kotatsu's, ah possibly mankind's greatest invention. It had all the needs; warmth, comfort and it helps ease the mind. Feels great and would make a person fall asleep instantly. Embracing the sweet comfort of the Kotatsu is what Hachiman is experiencing.
Or at least he wish if it weren't for the goddamn fact that he's currently outside freezing his literal ass on the cool evening air.
Seriously. Just when he got off work early, thinking it's been awhile and that he should spend some time with someone he cares. Someone he loved would be the better term but that's too mushy for his taste.
Hikigaya Hachiman, the self-proclaimed loner and hater off all things fake was indeed in a relationship with someone. He even got a job completely contradicting to his goals in life which was to be a dedicated house husband. Make no mistake he still had that goal in mind, just taking a little detour in life.
Working as an editor in chief in a publisher company was by far the best and worst idea he ever came up with in his life. The best part was it was his forte, the bad part was it had a shit tone of work to do. That's why he would always get off late from work, sometimes he didn't go back at all. There was one particular author that he was well acquainted with. The so called delusional man known as Zaimokuza Yoshiteru. The man was a pain in the behind, don't tell that to a BL lover please. He's writing on the other hand had improved considerably in the past year and was now one of the bestselling works in Japan.
Ah but enough about his life, Hachiman was in quite the predicament.
Here he is waiting for Miura Yumiko to finish with her work. That was 40 minutes ago by the way. Being the ever loyal boyfriend he opted to wait, now not so much.
She's not even getting my text. Should I just go home? Once again checking his phone there was still no reply from her. Considering his options he calculated the best course of action.
The sound of someone huffing made him level his gaze halting his inner calculations and sure enough golden locks were visible in front of him.
Miura Yumiko seemed to be out of breath, slightly gasping for air as she looked down not meeting his gaze.
With a frown he was going to give her a piece of his mind. Getting off the sidewalk railing he took a step prepared to deliver his irritated speech.
"H-Hikio…" a small voice escaped the blonde beauty.
If Hachiman was filled with fury before he wasn't now. She only used that pet name when she was being dere and submissive. The other reason would be if something was wrong or if she was sad. This certainly didn't look like the former.
Narrowing his gaze he noticed she was about to fall, something was definitely wrong.
Hachiman rushed to her side catching her before she could fall. In his arms she raised her head with olive green orbs meeting lifeless fish eyes. His eyes widened at the sight. Her face was flushed tears threatening to cascade down her face.
Immediately he placed his palm on her forehead feeling the boiling temperature.
"Your burning up, are you sick?" producing a handkerchief from his pocket he wiped the tears and snot from her eyes and face careful not to ruin her makeup.
The girl only nodded as his question.
"How are you feeling? Can you walk?"
"Mhmm" this time an intangible mumble. Good thing Hachiman spoke sick people language.
Examining the girl in his arms he noticed a few things. The girl was clad in office wear, perfect for the job of a working woman but certainly not for this abysmal cold weather.
Releasing the girl from his embrace he unwrapped the scarf around his neck and transfered in onto the woman before him. Yumiko didn't object, what he did next however puzzled her.
Hachiman removed his left glove and fitted it onto her left hand.
"Hikio?" now capable of speech the still puzzled girl inquired about the particular action, her head tilting slightly in a curious manner.
He didn't answer but simply retrieved the handbag she was holding with his other hand. And slung it across his back.
Raising his exposed left hand he gestured to her. Yumiko hesitated but realised what he was trying to do and complied by grasping his hands with her right hand.
Yes they were holding hands.
"It's warm" a pleasant smile bore its way to her face. She could feel the throbbing in her head subside.
"C'mon I'm taking you home" said the ex-loner with pinkish cheeks, guiding the sick girl through the crowd.
Unknown to the two a pair of eyes watch from inside the building with a content look on her face as the pair walked away.
"Hehe"
"What are you giggling about?"
"Nothing, it's just that I really do love you Hachiman"
"What's with that?" a microscopic smile made its way to his face.
A pleasant pause appeared before the pair. Cuddling closer to the taller man she leaned her head onto his shoulder.
"Hey Hikio"
"Hmm?"
"I love you"
"Mhmm"
"You didn't say it back to me"
Looking at him with upturned eyes, she demanded it. Hachiman only lasted 3 seconds flat before caving in.
"I uhh… something you too"
"Oh you"
The man beside her wasn't the dead fish eyed monster of logic but rather a sweet loving person who's always there for her.
Someone that won't leave her behind.
Someone that won't leave her alone.
Someone that's always waiting.
And that's a wrap. As you can obviously tell I'm a complete shipper of HachimanxYumiko.
I wanted to write this because it felt like a good idea, don't know if it's ooc or not but a lot can happen after a few years.
Not sure if I should continue this or not as it would be hella difficult to continue if I do decide to do so. The two options I would have are continue the story about their working lives or rewind time to when they were in their first year. Another challenge would be to write in Hachiman's perspective, I'm not really good with all that mumbo jumbo but I'm still learning, having English as my second language is taking quite the effort. I have some Ideas, just not planned out.
Thanks for reading, UC out.