It's just something which was in my drafts for a long time, and it was fluffy but as I was in no mood for fluff I changed it's genre and decided to post it. I feel so bad yet satisfied.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters only the plot is mine.
FOOLS
He was a celebrity, and I was just his manager.
Being a man-hater all my life, I was sceptical about taking this job but you see I needed the money. So I couldn't really complain when I was assigned to take care of one of the, if not the most, popular model of the label.
And I was a fool to fall for him.
But that's the thing- you never know whom you'll fall in love with. Like hell, I hated him at first, I hated his guts, his confidence and that arrogant smirk which adored his face. So when did this hate turn into something more? I honestly don't have a fucking clue. Maybe it was that time when he talked with the boss behind my back and asked him to not harass me, or maybe it was around that time when he started to leave small notes of encouragement on my desk every morning.
I remember that day when I was down with a cold and he suddenly barged into my apartment all worried. He brought medicines and also cooked for me. My fever went up a few degrees seeing him roaming around freely in my apartment as if he owned the place but he took care of me properly. We had dinner together and we chatted until I fell asleep. Even though I was burning, it was a sweet evening.
But then again, let's not forget, he was a celebrity and I was just his manager.
We were literal opposites- he was gorgeous, I was an average looking girl with eyes too big, even his blond hair was silkier than my raven ones! He was calm, while I was hot tempered. He liked coffee, I hated it. He liked watching horror movies, I hated those with my whole being. He didn't like to walk, I loved taking small walks. He hated strawberry flavored ice-cream and I couldn't live without those.
Needless to say, we weren't a match.
Even our names don't go well together- Takumi and Misaki. Nope, doesn't sound good. At all.
I knew all this; yet I fell for him.
My heart skipped a beat every time he smiled at me in middle of work. If only I could take a picture of that dammed smile and frame it, but I was too embarrassed to ask for a picture ever. Such a shame.
I remember it like yesterday. It was my birthday. I don't know how he knew it. He showed up with a big bouquet of roses at work and handed me those in front of everybody. I could bet on my kidneys that I was all red in embarrassment but deep inside I was happy. Way too happy. So, I decided to return the favor. Whenever he was tired from his fame and packed up schedule, I took him away from those harsh judgemental eyes. I drove around in the car while he slept quietly at the back. It was my job, as a manager I needed to make sure that he was always in his top condition- yet I came to love the sound of his soft breathing.
But our time was limited, and we both knew it. Perhaps that's why he grew impatient a little. The day he won the award for best model of the year at an international ceremony, he was happy. I could see it, and I understood why he was so happy. I saw him working hard everyday till he dropped and I was happy for him too.
What I didn't understand was why he kissed me suddenly? And why did I not stop him? Was it in the heat of the moment? Or did it mean something? At least it meant a lot to me. But I knew what we were doing was wrong. I knew he had someone else.
Yet I kissed him back, with all my heart. I promised myself that it will be the first and last time.
As soon as my senses came back I pushed him away, maybe he wanted to say something but I didn't give him the chance to speak. Remember, we didn't match well.
He never brought up that incident again. Neither did I. And I was a fool to so. I should've asked him about it. I should've let him know that it meant a lot for me. Well, too late for that.
I heard he is getting engaged tomorrow. People were saying that it is his family's decision. People were saying that the one he is getting engaged to was a beauty and a very successful model like him. A power couple as the headlines liked to call it. People were saying that they looked stunning together. But I didn't care. More likely, I didn't want to care. I only wished him happiness which was my job.
Because, remember, he is a celebrity and I am just his manager.
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