You Scowled at your parents. They never told Ты They were going to file a divorce! Ты knew there would be a probability that they would, due to the fact they always fighted on which family business Ты went into. But Ты weren’t expecting that until Ты were 14. BUT AT THE AGE OF 7?! What the hell was wrong with them? A few days later, Ты had your things ready and bid a farewell to your mother, as Ты and your father were moving to America. As Ты walked out Ты looked to your mother for a last time, no longer able to predict your future thanks to your new change.
“But WHY do I need to go onto this first date?! I don’t even KNOW this Kyoya person Ты speak of! “ Ты looked to your father angrily. He had set Ты up on a first дата with a family friend’s son, apparently because they had “big plans” for the both of you. Ты hated it when they did that, but it was only logical to them, both of them being from big companies and all. But it wasn’t always fair to you. Ты were expected to take on the family business, marry some unknown man in 4 years, and expectantly Присоединиться companies. It just wasn’t fair on your perspective. Sighing and unclenching your grasp from the fine glass table, Ты gave in.
“Fine, I’ll go on your stupid date.” Your father quickly gave Ты a Kiss on the forehead while mumbling a thanks and how grateful he was as Ты reached into your кошелек sitting on the таблица and took out your digital planner. The only день Ты were free was on Saturday, so Ты took that день for your first дата with the stranger, not knowing what would happen.
_________________________________ON SATURDAY________________________________________
Ты watched as the small black limo drove away, instantly leaving Ты alone to wait for the stranger Kyoya. As your father had told you, He had black hair and glasses, and would meet Ты at the restaurant for your date. Bringing a curled stray (H/C) lock behind your ear, Ты looked around. The улица, уличный where Ты were waiting was no place for Ты или your dress to be, since your dress was a white floor length one with only one shoulder strap, so Ты walked into the restaurant. Sure enough was a very handsome man waiting there. Taking a moment to drink him up, Ты secretly looked him up and down. He had Raven black Hair and glasses, and was wearing a black tux. Taking your hand in his, he shook it slightly before properly introducing himself.
“ Hello there miss, my name is Kyoya Otori. I’m sure Ты are ______? Am I correct?” Looking to him, Ты blushed and nodded. “Excellent. I am sure Ты are as intellectual as my father tells me Ты are, so I am quite sure we’ll get along fine. Come and have a seat.”
As Ты were led to the таблица by the waiter, Ты couldn’t stop stealing glances at Kyoya. Damn He was cute! Sitting properly at the table, Ты both ordered what Ты wanted and sat for a moment in silence, like it was some sort of funeral. After a couple of minutes, Ты both started a conversation, asking each other a flood of questions. Soon enough Ты were both in a deep conversation about your family businesses, and what the other’s parent “expected” for your “future”, barely even noticing when the waiter came by and brought your food.
Once Ты were finished with your conversation, the both of Ты snapped back into reality, realizing Ты were both famished. Using the silver cutlery, Ты delicately cut the Еда Ты had and ate it; Just as Ты were taught. After Ты were both finished, Ты went back into conversation, and the way he looked at you; it was so loving, it was like Ты were the Любовь of his life, just through the first date.
Once Ты were both finished with your conversation and your dinner, he brought Ты home; stopping Ты from going inside before Ты were pulled into a deep, sweet kiss. Though it was short, it was sweet. Just like candy.
Afterwards, once Ты were already inside, it was like Ты floated to your room where Ты changed into your pajamas and went to bed, only wondering when you’d see him again.
“But WHY do I need to go onto this first date?! I don’t even KNOW this Kyoya person Ты speak of! “ Ты looked to your father angrily. He had set Ты up on a first дата with a family friend’s son, apparently because they had “big plans” for the both of you. Ты hated it when they did that, but it was only logical to them, both of them being from big companies and all. But it wasn’t always fair to you. Ты were expected to take on the family business, marry some unknown man in 4 years, and expectantly Присоединиться companies. It just wasn’t fair on your perspective. Sighing and unclenching your grasp from the fine glass table, Ты gave in.
“Fine, I’ll go on your stupid date.” Your father quickly gave Ты a Kiss on the forehead while mumbling a thanks and how grateful he was as Ты reached into your кошелек sitting on the таблица and took out your digital planner. The only день Ты were free was on Saturday, so Ты took that день for your first дата with the stranger, not knowing what would happen.
_________________________________ON SATURDAY________________________________________
Ты watched as the small black limo drove away, instantly leaving Ты alone to wait for the stranger Kyoya. As your father had told you, He had black hair and glasses, and would meet Ты at the restaurant for your date. Bringing a curled stray (H/C) lock behind your ear, Ты looked around. The улица, уличный where Ты were waiting was no place for Ты или your dress to be, since your dress was a white floor length one with only one shoulder strap, so Ты walked into the restaurant. Sure enough was a very handsome man waiting there. Taking a moment to drink him up, Ты secretly looked him up and down. He had Raven black Hair and glasses, and was wearing a black tux. Taking your hand in his, he shook it slightly before properly introducing himself.
“ Hello there miss, my name is Kyoya Otori. I’m sure Ты are ______? Am I correct?” Looking to him, Ты blushed and nodded. “Excellent. I am sure Ты are as intellectual as my father tells me Ты are, so I am quite sure we’ll get along fine. Come and have a seat.”
As Ты were led to the таблица by the waiter, Ты couldn’t stop stealing glances at Kyoya. Damn He was cute! Sitting properly at the table, Ты both ordered what Ты wanted and sat for a moment in silence, like it was some sort of funeral. After a couple of minutes, Ты both started a conversation, asking each other a flood of questions. Soon enough Ты were both in a deep conversation about your family businesses, and what the other’s parent “expected” for your “future”, barely even noticing when the waiter came by and brought your food.
Once Ты were finished with your conversation, the both of Ты snapped back into reality, realizing Ты were both famished. Using the silver cutlery, Ты delicately cut the Еда Ты had and ate it; Just as Ты were taught. After Ты were both finished, Ты went back into conversation, and the way he looked at you; it was so loving, it was like Ты were the Любовь of his life, just through the first date.
Once Ты were both finished with your conversation and your dinner, he brought Ты home; stopping Ты from going inside before Ты were pulled into a deep, sweet kiss. Though it was short, it was sweet. Just like candy.
Afterwards, once Ты were already inside, it was like Ты floated to your room where Ты changed into your pajamas and went to bed, only wondering when you’d see him again.