After spending three whole days with Mika, the blond had to go back to work. It wasn't like Yuu didn't expect it, but spending time with Mika so carefree during his break was like heaven.
Sleeping was also heavenly but was rudely interrupted by the blaring sound of his custom ring tone for Shinoa. Honestly, she wasn't deserving of one but she stole his phone and changed itherself. Yuu was too lazy to change it back.
He tried to ignore it the first time but Shinoa was persistent. And that was because her idol and goddess, Misako, was having a signing event and she needed all the posters she could get her hands on.
While usually Yuu ignored these things, he got a chance to see Mika for a fourth day in a row. He could wait four more days till Mika's next day off, but the offer was there and he was already up, unwillingly that is.
However, waking him from his sleep was rude so he gave her a piece of his mind when he arrived. But Mitsuba looked in worse shape since his friends, without Yuu who was spending most of his time with Mika, went out drinking the night before. Yet Shinoa was practically vibrating with excitement and energy despite how wasted she looked from last night's snapchats.
Apparently Yoichi and Kimizuki were also called to join them, but they were too hungover to even leave their beds. Yuu felt like Mitsuba should be joining them, but being roommates and girlfriend of Shinoa, there was practically no escape.
They were supposed to go one by one but Mitsuba was so out of it that Shinoa dragged her along. Yuu almost laughed at the face Mika made when Shinoa approached him. Shinoa was such a big fan of his Misako persona that he almost felt bad for the unsuspecting blond.
He could practically hear the whole conversation from where he stood since Shinoa was so loud and practically yelling every time she spoke.
He saw the silver haired man lean in to whisper something in Mika's ear. The blond smiled apologetically at the excited Shinoa since they were on a time constraint and Shinoa wanted to spend as much time with Misako as possible.
"You're taking too long," Yuu complained as Shinoa tried to argue against the event crew. Her face lit up when Yuu walked forward.
"I'm with him! " Shinoa exclaimed happily.
"I don't know her," Yuu blankly retorted. He briefly watched as Shinoa was pulled away by the event staff. He was slightly amused by his petty revenge on Shinoa.
"Are you here to confess your love for me as well?" Mika asked in his female voice, or as Yuu dubbed it.
"No, unless you want me too," Yuu said and Mika giggled. "And sorry about Shinoa, she was dropped multiple times as a baby."
"Well, I'm glad she's okay now," Mika said and opened the marker cap on the marker in hand. "Also what's the name I should sign this too?"
"That's determined by your definition of okay. But you can do me a favour by signing your name and number right on the poster." He never really flirted with Mika during their times together but it felt natural in the moment. But they both seem to enjoy their antics as Mika did his little giggle thing again.
"That goes against my contract unfortunately," Mika said as he signed the poster. "But you can have my signature."
"I'll take what I can get," Yuu said with a shrug and took the poster. "See ya."
Mika smiled and waved as Yuu went back to his incredibly upset friend. If they weren't in public, Shinoa probably would have strangled him.
"Here's what you woke me up for," Yuu said and handed her the poster. Her face immediately lit up as she held the three posters in hand. Yuu looked around and asked, "Uh, where did Mitsuba go?"
"She said she was going to get an espresso or two," Shinoa asked automatically as she was practically drooling over the posters. It was really weird to see how Shinoa was marveling over his boyfriend. After all, the one behind the wig was Mika. She probably isn't the only one but it didn't make it any less weird.
Yuu looked back at Mika who was smiling at yet another fan as he continued the signing session. Yuu had accepted the fact that this is what his boyfriend does but it always seems surreal when he's actually there to experience it. Mika was no different from Misako aside from being his own female persona with a life in the fashion world. There is a very fine line between the two but Mika made sure to keep it as separate. Mika lived in the shadows while Misako is a popular model recognized worldwide.
"She's beautiful, isn't she?" Shinoa asked. Yuu wasn't going to lie that her sudden question scared the living out of him.
"I thought you were staring creepily at your posters," Yuu said and Shinoa punched his arm, playfully but hard enough to actually hurt.
"There's a difference between the picture and the actual person. It's not like the petty cameras they use can truly capture the beauty that is Misako." Yuu decided to stay quiet as he listened to Shinoa ramble on about Misako.
It was slightly terrifying when they all found out how obsessive Shinoa was. But over time, they got over it but were planning to get her professional help if it got any worse; which leads Yuu to think about what Shinoa would think when she finds out that Misako isn't actually real and it was Mika. But the fact that Shinoa was rather smitten with the blond already makes him worry even more.
Sometime after Shinoa started her long spiel, Mitsuba came back but dragged Shinoa with her back to the dorm because she really wanted to go lay down after two espresso shots in a large coffee.
Shinoa kept talking as they sat on the train. Yuu decided to go along with them as Shinoa seemed to be unaware of her girlfriend being on the verge of passing out. Luckily they were back at the dorm before Mitsuba collapsed in bed with a groan, not even bothering to move the sheets underneath her while Shinoa was still talking.
Once Shinoa was turned around, Yuu used the chance to run out before Shinoa dragged him back to listen to her talk. While he was nowhere as tired as Mitsuba, he too wanted to go back home and take a nap at the least.
~ The Cross-dressing Model and The Artist ~
Mika carried on as usual despite the creepy smile on his manager's face. He knew that Ferid was up to something but he couldn't tell what it was. But he wasn't going to do anything about it and hoped that Ferid doesn't say anything.
And of course the man chose to speak about it when they were in the van. With just the three of them, there was practically no one to interrupt.
"You looked rather happy to see one of your fans," Ferid broke the silence as they slowly pulled to a stop at the red light.
"I always act like I'm happy to see them. Also, if it weren't for them, I wouldn't be where I am," Mika replied quickly.
"You know who I'm talking about, Mikaela," Ferid said playfully. The van started moving again and sometimes Mika wished that the driver didn't know about his real identity so Ferid couldn't pull off things like this.
"I can have a life outside of being a model," Mika stated as he knew there was no avoiding it. It's better to tell Ferid what he wanted to know than having him pry into his personal life.
"But he knows what you do. He must be a close friend," Ferid said. The way he was talking sounded like he was trying to imply something.
"And why do you care?" Mika asked, trying not to sound defensive.
"As your manager," Ferid said with pride as he placed his hand over his heart, "I need to keep your identity a secret to protect your career."
"Shouldn't you be protecting me as well as my career?" Mika inquired but refused to look at the man as he already knew that his only answer is more excuses.
"That is the job of a bodyguard. I can arrange something if you require that service," Ferid said. Luckily, Mika noticed that they already pulled into the gated community. After another block or so, they would reach his house and put an end to their conversation.
"As great of idea that is, that's not the type of protection I need so I think I'll decline on that offer," Mika said as they pulled onto the driveway. "I will see you tomorrow."
"Have fun with your friend," Ferid called out of the window before closing it and the van took off. Taken out of context, that sounded really bad. He was just lucky none of his neighbours were there to witness that scene.