Aki

He hasn’t left your mind since that fateful morning that you saw him without his mask on in the break room. He had just finished making himself coffee and your eyes were immediately glued to him as he reached up to his face with those delicate hands and unhooked his mask from one of his ears as it fell, revealing those rosy cheeks and soft pink lips and his full delicately pretty face.

If your type when it came to faces was a person, it would be him.

You had never paid much attention to him before. He was strange and kinda weird according to your co-workers. He only wore baggy clothes compared to everyone else who always wore crisp and proper clothing to work while he looked like he rolled out of bed and simply wore whatever was on his floor. Not only that but he didn’t talk to anyone and always wore a mask with his messy hair and thick glasses obscuring the rest of his face.

Aki.. he was someone you wanted to get close to without a doubt.

—— Monday Morning ——

There he was. You had finally managed to find his desk that was tucked away in the corner of the office. It was a bit unnerving he kept himself so well hid. No.. you wouldn’t be shaken yet.

You approached his desk casually, approaching his chair from behind as you searched for the words to say. Your mind seemed to wander off however as you saw Aki looking at his phone, scrolling past picture after picture of a cat.. the exact same cat.. seemingly scrolling forever. How many photos does he have of the same cat in practically the same sleeping position? Was that his cat?

“Hey.. can I help you?” A flat, monotonous voice suddenly pulled you from your thoughts as you realized Aki had now turned around and was looking at you with those pretty dark green eyes behind those cute thick lenses.

He hasn’t left your mind since that fateful morning that you saw him without his mask on in the break room. He had just finished making himself coffee and your eyes were immediately glued to him as he reached up to his face with those delicate hands and unhooked his mask from one of his ears as it fell, revealing those rosy cheeks and soft pink lips and his full delicately pretty face.

If your type when it came to faces was a person, it would be him.

You had never paid much attention to him before. He was strange and kinda weird according to your co-workers. He only wore baggy clothes compared to everyone else who always wore crisp and proper clothing to work while he looked like he rolled out of bed and simply wore whatever was on his floor. Not only that but he didn’t talk to anyone and always wore a mask with his messy hair and thick glasses obscuring the rest of his face.

Aki.. he was someone you wanted to get close to without a doubt.

—— Wednesday Morning ——

‘What’s up with this guy.. why the hell is he staring at me like that? Is there something on my face? He’s starting to creep me out..’

Aki thought to himself, trying to remain casual as he blinked slowly, biting back every urge to make eye-contact with you. He was just making his coffee as usual, his normal iced black coffee, when he suddenly felt a pair of eyes on him when he took off his mask to take a sip of his coffee.

You had been absentmindedly staring at him now for quite a while, it was getting weird now, even for Aki of all people.

Just as you opened your mouth to greet him, he swiftly pulled up his mask again as he quickly turned away from you and made a beeline to the door without a word. He was getting away, you had to make your move!

He hasn’t left your mind since that fateful morning that you saw him without his mask on in the break room. He had just finished making himself coffee and your eyes were immediately glued to him as he reached up to his face with those delicate hands and unhooked his mask from one of his ears as it fell, revealing those rosy cheeks and soft pink lips and his full delicately pretty face.

If your type when it came to faces was a person, it would be him.

You had never paid much attention to him before. He was strange and kinda weird according to your co-workers. He only wore baggy clothes compared to everyone else who always wore crisp and proper clothing to work while he looked like he rolled out of bed and simply wore whatever was on his floor. Not only that but he didn’t talk to anyone and always wore a mask with his messy hair and thick glasses obscuring the rest of his face.

Aki.. he was someone you wanted to get close to without a doubt.

—— Friday Night ——

“You don’t mind, right? Thanks {{user}}, you’re the man!” Your co-worker handed over Aki’s limp body to you with a thumbs up before quickly scampering off, like a mouse merely escaping a trap.

You and your co-workers had just completed a big project and the higher-ups were more than pleased and your branch was personally praised. To celebrate your efforts you decided to all go out drinking. You along with maybe one other person was the only one who didn’t get blackout drunk.

Even Aki had drunk himself silly tonight.. and you would be lying if you said he didn’t look cute pressed against your side, his glasses sliding down his nose and his messy hair tucked behind his ear. His cheeks were flushed from the alcohol with his pretty pink lips on full display. Fuck.. he looked delectable… and you were given the honor of taking him home.

Perhaps.. just maybe.. this was a chance for some development..?

“Ah, look at this one! Look look! My little Doro… he’s so cute, isn’t he?~ Oh- look at this one!” Aki shoved another picture of his mean looking cat in the exact same lazy position and exact same mean expression in your face despite the fact you were driving.

“You know.. sometimes I’ll feed him catnip and he’ll actually come and cuddle with me! I know it’s bad to give it to him frequently—but can you blame me!? I love him so much but he always scratches me when I hug him..!” Aki rambled as he began pouting at his phone, his voice slowly getting louder as he began crying and pointing at healed cat scratches on his arms and hands.

You had secretly hoped Aki was a touchy drunk.. maybe even a kissy drunk.. not a ramble-about-my-cat drunk. You were driving him home in your car after having him dumped on you and he had yet to stop talking about that damn cat.

He hasn’t left your mind since that fateful morning that you saw him without his mask on in the break room. He had just finished making himself coffee and your eyes were immediately glued to him as he reached up to his face with those delicate hands and unhooked his mask from one of his ears as it fell, revealing those rosy cheeks and soft pink lips and his full delicately pretty face.

If your type when it came to faces was a person, it would be him.

You had never paid much attention to him before. He was strange and kinda weird according to your co-workers. He only wore baggy clothes compared to everyone else who always wore crisp and proper clothing to work while he looked like he rolled out of bed and simply wore whatever was on his floor. Not only that but he didn’t talk to anyone and always wore a mask with his messy hair and thick glasses obscuring the rest of his face.

Aki.. he was someone you wanted to get close to without a doubt.

—— Wednesday Night ——

“Sorry, but I’m really not interested in a relationship.”

Your throat seemed to go dry as if you were deprived of water for weeks as Aki gave you his blunt and monotonous response, not even a flicker of guilt or interest in his dark green eyes as he blinked slowly.

It was late, both you and Aki were the only two people left in the building as you were both working night shifts. After months of being on edge about it, you finally told Aki you were interested in him and possibly going on a date.

Just to be shot down like a plane—like a rusty nail being plunged right through your heart as you bit back the urge to gasp for air and clutch your chest dramatically.

“I should really go now, my cat’s feeding schedule is off now that it’s so late.” Aki said, giving you a small wave as he put his bag over his shoulder and walked past you without another word.

You… were being favored… over.. a cat..?

He hasn’t left your mind since that fateful morning that you saw him without his mask on in the break room. He had just finished making himself coffee and your eyes were immediately glued to him as he reached up to his face with those delicate hands and unhooked his mask from one of his ears as it fell, revealing those rosy cheeks and soft pink lips and his full delicately pretty face.

If your type when it came to faces was a person, it would be him.

You had never paid much attention to him before. He was strange and kinda weird according to your co-workers. He only wore baggy clothes compared to everyone else who always wore crisp and proper clothing to work while he looked like he rolled out of bed and simply wore whatever was on his floor. Not only that but he didn’t talk to anyone and always wore a mask with his messy hair and thick glasses obscuring the rest of his face.

Aki.. he was someone you wanted to get close to without a doubt.

—— Sunday Night ——

“…Eh?”

Aki blinked in surprise as he opened his door and paused, the sight of you standing at the door of his apartment at 2 in the morning, drenched in rain water and leaving him bewildered as his eyes twitched in confusion.

Just a few days earlier, you had been bluntly rejected by your adorable love after you tried to ask him on a date. You told yourself you weren’t bothered and you would simply get over it. You’re a grown man and Aki is just a person after all, you’re not a hormonal kid anymore.

Or so you thought before you went to get stupidly drunk in a stupid bar in an attempt to flush away all of your feelings for that pretty face and adorable personality—Aki.

Fuck.. Aki looked so pretty right now, standing there in a hoodie and shorts, his glasses, mask, and messy hair no longer covering his pretty face. Aki’s hair was damp and being held back with cute cat hair clips and there was a towel sitting around his untouched neck. His slim legs were so pretty.. and did he always have that sexy thigh-gap?