"Shit, I can't stand guys like that. But you don't have to worry about that, alright? I promise, I'll never let anyone hurt you!"A deep voice comes from the side of the both of you. The guy in front of you rolls his eyes and opens his mouth to make a nasty retort, but as he turns his head to look at the newcomer his entire face turns a deathly white.
Okamura is standing there, almost a foot taller than the man harassing you, and looks even more muscular than normal with his arms crossed. But his face is what is really terrifying. His teeth are grit together and his expression is one of pure fury. You can't believe this is the same guy who'd blushed like a schoolboy when you blew him a kiss. Even knowing how gentle and kind he was, you were a little scared of him at that moment too.
The mouth of your harasser is hanging open, and you quickly take the chance to pull your wrist out of his grasp. This seems to snap him out of his stupor, and the man starts yammering again.
"H—H—Hey! Why're you pissed at me? It's this girl's fault, she-"
He doesn't have time to finish blaming you for being harassed, because Okamura grabs him by the scruff of his shirt and hoists him clear off the ground. "I don't want to hear your shit. If I ever see you harassing (l/n) or any other woman again, I will make sure you regret it for the rest of your life. Got it?" Okamura's voice is deep and powerful. The man nods his head slowly, and Okamura drops him completely.
"Get lost. Don't come back."
The man needs no further prompting from Okamura, and spins on his heels to run away as fast as possible. Okamura watches him leave, still glaring at his fleeing form.
The moment the man had fled from sight, all the anger disappears from Okamura's face and he looks at you worriedly.
"(L/n)-chan, are you alright? He didn't hurt you did he?" he asks, gently picking up your wrist. It was dark red, and you can already tell it was going to bruise later. Okamura's large fingers gently turn your wrist around, examining it, and the sensitivity of your wrist means his fingers on your skin feel extremely pleasent. You shiver blissfully and bite your lip in embarrassment as you start to blush.
"Ah! I'm sorry. I didn't hurt you, did I?" he asks, immediately pulling his hands away from your wrist. His eyes are looking at you with such concern, so you smile at him reassuringly.
"No, not at all. My wrist is fine, and Okamura-kun is really gentle. " You blush. "Thank you for scaring that guy away. I told him to leave so many times, but he wouldn't listen! And he kept grabbing me…I don't know what would have happened if you didn't step in." You thank him gratefully. Okamura turns to the direction the harasser had run off in, his cold anger returning. "Unforgiveable…" he growls, clenching his fist. "To be so awful to someone as sweet and kind as (l/n)-chan… I can't let him get away with it!"
Okamura steps forward to go after him, but you grab his arm and he stops in his tracks. He looks at you in surprise, letting you pull him back. "Okamura-kun, please don't trouble yourself with someone like that." you smile, "He's probably pretty far by now, anyways. I mean, you looked really scary back there!"
Okamura smiles at your good humor, then blushes and looks away as he notices you're still holding his arm. "(L/n)-chan, I'm sorry. This is my fault. I was late, and because of that…because of me our perfect date is ruined." he says sadly. You stare at him in confusion, and pull out your phone to check the time. It's not even 11 yet.
"…Okamura. We're supposed to meet at noon. An hour from now. You're not late." you say, looking back at him oddly. "In fact, why are you even here so early? Are you here for the flea market too?"
Okamura shakes his head, still looking dejected. "I wanted to be early so you wouldn't have to wait for me." He mumbles.
"Okamura-kun, I wasn't waiting for you. I didn't expect you here for another hour." you laugh. "Well, it can't be helped. Let's start our date early then!" you hold his arm closely to you, and smile as his face turns red. "Let's go, I haven't gotten a chance to see the park in spring yet!"
Taking his hand, you lead the starstruck Okamura across the street to the park. You're again surprised at how gentle his hand is holding yours, and at this point both of you are blushing like crazy. You can hear people laughing around you, but you don't care, and it appears neither does Okamura.