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Title: Love Situation
Pairing: Junba
Rating/Warnings: PG-15
Summary: A new job. A new encounter. This is the story of new employee Aiba Masaki who fell for his boss Matsumoto Jun aka the Devil Vice President.
Notes: I’m slightly worried about this one, but here you go recipient-san. I hope you like it. Many thanks to my ever-amazing beta and the mods for the supports! Can’t do it without you guys.




~~~Love Situation – Part 1~~~



“This is our new recruit, Aiba Masaki-kun. He will be joining our department starting today.”


“Aiba Masaki. I look forward to working together with this team. Please guide me thoroughly.” The tall man bowed his head low as he heard claps and cheers from his new workmates.


“So, Aiba-kun. This will be your desk. Please ask Ninomiya-kun if you need anything.” Sakurai-san pointed towards the young man who was seated right next to Masaki.


“Yo.” That Ninomiya-guy waved at him, a small smirk on his face.


“I’m Aiba Masaki. Pleased to meet you.” Masaki smiled as he offered a hand towards Ninomiya.


“Ninomiya Kazunari.” The man took Masaki’s hand and shook it. “I’m not gonna go easy on you, newbie.”


Masaki blinked at him before tugging a nervous smile. He turned towards Sakurai-san but the supervisor only gave him a smile.


“Don’t worry. Ninomiya-kun is a kind man. He’s just a little playful. I’m sure you two will get along soon enough.” Sakurai-san told Masaki, as if trying to assure the man. “Well, I will be returning to my office. You have your work lists by your desk, I expect you to finish it by tonight, Aiba-kun.”


Masaki sighed after the man left. It was labor day, it seemed. He had piles of paperwork to copy and archive, a report to be looked over and a thick book which seemingly consisted of what the company was all about and what he should be doing there.


Masaki had no reason to complain though. It was his dream to join that company and even though he was not placed where he had wanted to, he was there. And just that was enough because it meant that his dream had come true. And he was happy enough with that. And besides, he had always been good with numbers anyway.


“Uhm, Ninomiya-san, where should I copy these documents?”


Ninomiya looked up from his monitor and pointed towards the copy machine by the corner.


“Thank you.” Masaki showed the man a smile of gratitude before taking his paperwork to said copy machine.


He hoped that the next day would be better.



***



“Re-do it.”


Masaki’s face fell.


“But, Sakurai-san-“


“No buts.” The man stopped him before Masaki could say anything further. “This is the fifth draft already, Aiba-kun. And you keep on making mistakes on the report. Have I told you how important it is for us to record everything precisely? We’re dealing with numbers. You got an extra zero on the report, you will ruin the whole project.”


“Yes. I’m sorry, Sakurai-san. I will do it over.” Masaki slumped his shoulders dejectedly as he took the rejected report and walked back to his desk.


“Don’t mind him.” Nino piped in from his desk. “Sho-kun is always like that when we’re nearing deadlines. He’s grumpy when he’s stressed.”


Masaki tugged a weak smile. “Thanks, Nino.”


“You’re welcome.” Nino smiled back while stuffing his things inside his bag. “Anyway, I’m leaving first. Don’t stay up too late, Aiba-chan.”


Masaki sighed at seeing his friend’s retreating back, envying him for finishing work earlier. Sighing again, he looked through his failed report once again, making sure that he wouldn’t miss a thing.


It’d been a month since he start working at Matsumoto Company and a lot of things had happened since his first day. Like Sakurai-san had predicted, he befriended Nino almost instantly and despite his sometimes spiteful remarks, Nino was a very kind guy. He would tell Masaki what to do when he was at a loss as of what to do – and in a way that was easy for Masaki to understand.


And today he just learnt that the usually friendly Sakurai-san could be really scary too. Masaki had been working on six reports during the day. And it took at least ten tries before it passed Sakurai-san’s approval. That was the seventh one and Masaki still had three more to go. Masaki’s stomach growled in protest as Masaki printed the re-typed report. He had missed lunch to catch up with his paperwork and it was six in the afternoon already. Looking at the report in his hands, Masaki had a feeling that dinner would have to wait for another few hours.



***



It was two in the morning when Masaki was finally done with his reports. He rubbed his eyes tiredly as he leaned back on his chair. He felt like he was getting a headache, no thanks to the reports and Sakurai-san. Thank God his apartment was just a few blocks away, because he really needed his sleep right now.


Turning off his computer and lamp, Masaki stood up and wobbled towards the door. He was just so exhausted and hungry that he felt like he could pass out right there and then.


Masaki was slightly surprised as he stepped into the elevator and saw another man around his age inside, his eyes trained to a document in his hand. He’d thought he was the last one after Sakurai-san headed home half an hour ago. Apparently, he was not.


“You’re running on a deadline, too?” Masaki tried to start a conversation. After all, that guy was his companion of hardships. And he was handsome. Not that Masaki was looking particularly.


The man ignored him though, as he simply raised an eyebrow and continued reading his papers.


Masaki pursed his lips. That guy might have been attractive, but his attitude was just as his face reflected – fierce, and cold.


The elevator ding-ed as they finally reached the ground floor. Despite his earlier annoyance, Masaki gave the man a bow as he got off. That’s when things got strange. Masaki noticed that his sight was getting blurry all of a sudden. He stopped in his tracks, shaking his head in an attempt to clear his vision, but it was futile. All it did was make the world sway instead.


Masaki felt his breath getting heavier and he faintly heard someone’s voice. But before Masaki could process anything, everything turned black.



***



When Masaki opened his eyes, he was greeted by an unfamiliar ceiling and a monster headache. Hissing, Masaki clutched his head as he propped himself up, his mind trying to remember what had happened and where the hell he was now.


Masaki heard the door being opened and his eyes quickly flew to the direction of the sound, watching a man coming into the room. His eyes widened at the figure who was approaching him.


“You’re the man from last night,” Masaki said more to himself than to the man in front of him. “What happened? Where am I and why am I here?”


“You passed out after you got off of the elevator last night.” The man told Masaki. “I couldn’t just have left you there, could I? And to answer your second question, I took you to my apartment because I had no idea where you live.”


“Oh. Uhm, thank you?” Masaki smiled sheepishly.


The man didn’t react, but stood up instead.


“I had my physician check on you and he said that you passed out from exhaustion. He also said that you suffered a mild case of gastritis. You should take better care of yourself, you now.”


Masaki blushed for an unknown reason. Maybe it was that he felt like the scolding was a sign that he was being cared for. And it made his heart flutter somehow.


“I’m sorry.”


“Breakfast will be ready in a minute.” The man said to Masaki. “You need to eat something before you take the pills. After that, I will drive you home.”


“Ah, it’s okay, I’m feeling fine already. You don’t have to- offer me a breakfast or take me home. I will just take those pills and go home now.” Masaki said, feeling ashamed for imposing.


“You will eat your breakfast here, take you meds and I will drive you home after that,” the man said with finality in his voice and he stared at Masaki with his piercing pair of eyes, as if daring Masaki to oppose him again.


That’s when Masaki realized that he had lost that argument. So he nodded.



***



“So you live this close to the office.”


Masaki smiled at the man as he told him to sit down on the couch.


“The rent is pretty cheap and it cuts commuting expenses,” Masaki explained. “Would you like something to drink?” he offered.


“No, thank you. I’m already late for work as it is.”


Masaki blinked. He turned to look at the clock. It was 9.30 – meaning he was one and a half hours late.


“Oh, shit!” Masaki cursed as he immediately rushed to his wardrobe to change his clothes.


“I’m sorry to have kept you. I didn’t mean to give you trouble. Please leave first, I will be right behind you,” Masaki shouted while struggling to put on a shirt and pants at the same time.


“You should take the day off.” The man was suddenly standing in Masaki’s bed room door and Masaki almost shrieked.


“No, no, no. My manager is going to kill me. I’m doomed enough as it is for being late, I can’t afford to take a day off when we’re running on a deadline,” Masaki tried to convey his fear.


He could hear his company sighing before he stepped closer and fixed his necktie.


“If you insist,” the man said. “But you will eat your meal properly, okay?”


Masaki was ready to protest that he’s not a child anymore, but the look in the other’s eyes made him shrink a bit.


“Okay.”



***



“You didn’t have to wait for me, you know,” Masaki told the man behind the steering wheel. “Due to me you’re already running late. I don’t want to give you more trouble.”


“You don’t give me any trouble,” The man said as the car made a turn.


Masaki nodded and they both fell into silence. Masaki doesn’t like silence.


“So, in which division do you work?” Masaki asked, thinking he should start a conversation.


The man raised his eyebrow, the identical one which he had shown Masaki in the elevator last night. Masaki thought he was gonna ignore him again, but to his surprise, the man answered.


“I work in General Affairs.”


“Oh. That’s why I’ve never seen you before.” Masaki nodded his head.


“Yeah. Sort of,” was the man’s curt reply.


“Come to think of it, I never learned your name.” Masaki turned towards him.


The man seemed contemplative for a moment, before his lips parted. “Jun. My name is Jun.”


Masaki thought that it was weird of him to introduce himself with his given name only, but decided that it might have been Jun’s way of doing things.


“I’m Aiba Masaki,” Masaki introduced himself.


“I know.”


Masaki frowned. “How did you know?”


Jun chuckled. And it brought a smile to Masaki’s face as it was the first time he ever heard him laugh.


“I’m from General Affairs, remember? And I kinda looked at your ID when you collapsed last night. I mean, I needed to be sure of whom am I taking home, right?”


Masaki blushed. He had caused Jun a lot of troubles, hadn’t he?


“I’m sorry again, Jun-san. And thank you for everything. I will treat you to a meal next time, I promise.”


Jun gave a small smile just as the car came to a stop.


“You should go now. I will just park my car.”


“But-“


“It’s okay,” Jun cuts Masaki’s protest short. “Just go.”



***



For a mysterious reason, Sakurai-san didn’t leash out at him when he arrived that day. He told Masaki he understood, before handing Masaki his work-list for the day. More reports to be made. But Masaki was thankful and he told himself he woud finish them sooner today.


“Did you seduce Sho-kun last night, or what?”


Masaki threw Nino a disapproving look, which the man just shrugged off, though.


“Well, you would usually get a scolding the length of Sobusen line when you arrive fashionably late for work. Not to mention it’s our deadline today.” Nino told Masaki as he returned to his desk. “It’s weird.”


“Maybe Sakurai-san is just having a good day today. Don’t jinx it by saying weird things,” Masaki warned Nino as he started opening the files and got to working on his reports.


Masaki didn’t realize how the hours passed, he just kept working, handing in several drafts and being rejected over and over again and he kind of lost track of time. He remembered vaguely though, when Nino left after inviting him for lunch –which he rejected since he was in the middle of something and feared that leaving would ruin his concentration- and then his colleague returned not too long after, offering him a melon bread and a pack of milk that were still sitting untouched on top of his desk.


Masaki’s concentration was gone when Sakurai-san came to his desk, though, and told Masaki something that sent cold sweats rolling down his spine.


“Aiba-kun, the Vice President is calling for you.”


Aiba’s eyes widened in fear.


“B-b-but- why? Is he mad because I was late today? Or is my work unsatisfactory?”


“He didn’t specify his reasons,” Sakurai-san said calmly as he clasped Masaki’s shoulder, giving him a reassuring smile. “It will be okay. I promise.”


Masaki turned towards Nino as soon as Sakurai-san left. And his friend was looking at him with horror plastered all over his face.


“I’m not trying to scare you, or something, but you see, if you think that Sho-kun is scary enough, you seriously have to think again. Because rumor has it that our VP is a devil!”


“Nino,” Masaki whined, but Nino squeezed his shoulders encouragingly.


“Good luck, Aiba-chan. My best prayers with you.”


Masaki shrunk back into his chair, but he knew that he had to face it sooner or later. So he braced himself as he made his way to the elevator and watched how the whole division was throwing him sympathetic looks.


“Crap,” Masaki cursed to himself as he waited nervously for the elevator to take him to his destination. He gave the lady in front of their Vice President’s office a greeting and told her his business.


“Matsumoto-san is waiting for you,” the lady said, “Please follow me.”


And so Masaki followed her to walk into the spacious room to meet the so-called Vice President with his eyes trained on the floor. If Masaki had not been this afraid, he would have had some time to appreciate the office. But Masaki was busy panicking so bad he felt as though he would be sick. He had not met the man personally ever before, but if the rumors were true, then Masaki had every right to be scared to death right now.


“Matsumoto-san, Aiba-san is here to see you,” The lady informed the Vice President before she excused herself. Masaki almost begged her not to leave.


“Please have a seat.”


Masaki’s heart skipped a beat. The voice was too familiar for Masaki’s liking. Slowly but surely, Masaki lifted his gaze to look at the Vice President’s face for the first time. His knees wobbled and he needed to grab onto the side of the table to keep his balance at the sight greeting him.


“Jun-san?!”


“Please have a seat, Aiba-kun,” the man repeated as he took off his glasses.


Masaki was about to sit down on the chair opposite Jun’s desk when the other man shook his head.


“No. Not there. Have a seat on the couch over there.”


Masaki turned around to the said couch and hesitantly made to do as he was told. He rubbed his palms on his trousers to ease his nervousness as he glanced on the feast by the table. It appeared that Jun had just ordered his lunch, or something.


As if on cue, Jun sat right next to Masaki and took a plate and a pair of chopsticks. But instead of taking them for himself, he thrust the utensils into Masaki’s hands.


“Wha-?” Masaki stared at the plate and chopsticks before turning to Jun.


“Eat.” It was more of an order than an offer coming from Jun’s lips. “I told you, didn’t I? That you will eat your meal properly this time.”


Masaki blinked rapidly, his brain malfunctioning for a moment.


“W-wa- Please wait a second,” Masaki took a shuddering breath. “I don’t understand a thing. I thought you were, you were from General Affairs?”


“I am.” Jun smiled a teasing smile. “Well, being a Vice President means you handle the General Affairs of the company, no?”


“But I- So you- You mean you are the Vice President? The son and only heir of the President Matsumoto Shinichi-san himself?”


Jun arched an eyebrow, but nodded nevertheless. “Well, that’s me.”


“But you-“ Masaki heaved a deep sigh. “I thought you were just a wealthy salaryman. I should have known that no salaryman could afford living in that apartment, nor having that awesome car. And that’s why you didn’t tell me your last name. I thought it was weird but-“ Masaki looked at Jun with a frown. “It was you, wasn’t it? You told Sakurai-san about this morning, that’s why he wasn’t angry at me.”


“I’m sorry if I interfered,” Jun told Masaki, his eyes twinkling. “It’s just, you’re new and obviously you haven’t known me yet because you didn’t recognize me when we first met. And I guess, I just couldn’t help wanting to tease you a bit?”


“No, no, no,” Masaki shook his head frantically. “I should be the one saying sorry. I mean, I have caused so much trouble for you with, well, with what happened yesterday and all. If I had known, I wouldn’t have dared impose on your hospitality.”


“I wasn’t feeling troubled,” Jun stated truthfully. “In fact, it was somehow refreshing. I mean, I had people looking up at me as the Vice President and the heir of my father. It’s kind of a good feeling to have you treating me as who I am.”


Masaki blushed at the comment.


“I was being rude, I’m sorry.”


“There’s no need to be sorry,” Jun sighed. “Look, I’m just hoping that we could be friends without you worrying about me being your boss or something, okay?”


Masaki looked up to look at Jun properly. He smiled at seeing Jun pouting slightly.


“Okay, I guess.” Masaki said after a while.


“Good.” Jun nodded in satisfaction. “Now let’s eat, shall we?”


An idea suddenly popped up in Masaki’s head and he began to grin.


“You know, Jun-san,” Masaki started. “The guys from my division are praying for me. They thought I’m not gonna make it through the day.”


Jun frowned as he stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth. “And why would that be?”


“Because apparently,” Masaki’s grin got wider, “you are supposed to be the devil VP whose evilness has become a legend in our company.”


Jun burst out laughing at the remark.


“Well, I guess I’m a bit stoic sometimes. But I can’t help it, I mean, I have to be professional, right? I have a lot of responsibilities to maintain, you know. I have to be strict or else people will start slacking off,” Jun commented in between his chuckles.


“They certainly haven’t seen this side of you yet,” Masaki giggles. “You should show them sometimes.”


“No way,” Jun protested. “I’d like to maintain my reputation as the devil VP, thank you very much.”


“I’m your subordinate, too. How come you showed me, then?” Masaki asked, his voice teasing.


Jun’s eyes twinkled differently and it looked like he was turning serious all of a sudden.


“You’re different,” the Vice President said. And for some reason Masaki felt something in his stomach stirring so he looked away and continued eating in silence.



***



When he returned to his desk half an hour later, he was greeted by an expectant Nino.


“So, how was it? What did he say? Were you fired?”


Masaki threw Nino a dirty look before pulling out a folder to re-start his report.


“He said nothing in particular. We just, chatted. And ate lunch.”


“No way in hell,” Nino exclaimed in disbelief. “You don’t go to the VP’s office and return unharmed, you just don’t.”


“What if-“ Masaki sighed. “The Vice President is not as scary as people thought?”


Nino made a face like he was honestly contemplating Masaki’s words.


“You don’t sleep with him, do you?”


The question was asked so casually it took Masaki off guard.


“Wha- of course not, Nino. What are you thinking?!”


“But it doesn’t make sense,” Nino insisted. “The only plausible reason as to why the VP would call you to ‘just chat and eat lunch’ would be because you sleep with him.”


“I don’t,” Masaki denied, but he still couldn’t stop a blush from forming on his cheeks. He hoped Nino wouldn’t notice it, but that was in vain.


“Oh.” Nino is suddenly calm, his tone almost understanding. “So maybe you don’t sleep with our VP. But something certainly happened between you two.”


“Stop it, Nino. You’re getting annoying,” Masaki tried to push the younger man away, but he only come closer.


“Oh, it’s so obvious, Aiba-chan.” Masaki could practically hear the grin in the other man’s voice. “Come on, you know you want to tell me.”


Masaki tried to ignore Nino and start typing his report. But he found himself unable to focus and kept on making mistakes due to Nino’s constant nagging behind him.


“Alright, alright. I’ll tell you, okay?” Masaki rolled his eyes in exasperation. “I met him last night in the elevator when I was about to go home. At two in the morning because Sakurai-san is such a heartless man.”


“And then you two screwed in the elevator?” Nino leaned closer, his face brimming with excitement.


“We did not.” Masaki pushed Nino back to his chair. “I fainted and he took me to his home.”


“You fainted?” Nino’s face was suddenly filled with worry. “Why? Are you okay now?”


The taller guy smiled. Nino was a brat most of the time, but he cared for his friends. That was one of the things Masaki loved him for.


“I’m fine now, Nino. Jun-san took care of me. It was just a mild case of exhaustion and gastritis. No need to worry.”


“That’s why I told you to eat properly, you idiot.” Nino gave Masaki’s shoulder a light punch and Masaki said nothing to defend himself because Nino was right.


“Right. I’m sorry.”


“Apology accepted,” the younger man answered before his grin re-appeared. “So what happened then? You two had a steamy night in his home, or something?”


“Just because you’re a pervert, doesn’t mean than everybody else is too, Nino.” Masaki rolled his eyes. “Jun-san and I did nothing, alright? He took care of me, fed me, took me to my apartment and we got to the office together. That’s it.”


“So I guess that’s why Sho-kun wasn’t screaming at you for being late this morning?” Nino was a clever guy, he caught up quickly.


“Jun-san admitted to have interfered a bit with Sakurai-san, yeah.”


“And he called you to his office right now because-?” Nino urges. “Don’t tell me you offered him your body to thank him for taking care of you, or something.”


“Hey.” This time it was Masaki who gave Nino a hit on his shoulder. “I was not even aware that he is our VP in the first place. When I asked him, he just told me that he was from General Affairs. And he introduced himself as Jun.”


“Well,” Nino shrugged. “Perhaps he thought that you should have known who he is since you’re practically working under him.”


“I know.” Masaki blushed at his stupidity. “But well, Jun-san only called me for lunch. I guess he was a bit worried that I would skip my lunch again. After all, I did faint on him last night.”


“And he was right.” Nino glanced at the untouched melon bread and milk on Masaki’s desk. “Thank God, he did. If I had known what happened last night, I would have shoved the bread down your throat myself.”


“I’m sorry.” Masaki smiled sheepishly. “I guess I was too immersed in work. I mean, the deadline is today, after all.”


“Even so,” Nino sighed as he returned to his own stall. “You shouldn’t neglect your own health. You’re more important than the paperwork, after all.”


Masaki felt touched by Nino’s words. He never knew his friend could be this cute.


“Anyway, good job for having the VP as your boyfriend. You have taste, I see.”


The bubble from Nino’s previous kind words burst at that comment. Masaki pounced on Nino immediately.


“We’re not boyfriends.”


But something inside of Masaki protested and he couldn’t help himself from adding the word ‘yet’ in his mind.



***



Every time Masaki saw Jun, he would feel something fluttering in his stomach. And it grew stronger and stronger as time passed. Masaki knew the feeling, but he was afraid. Jun was always kind to him. He always called Masaki in the morning just to make sure that Masaki already woke up and had his breakfast. He called Masaki to his office to have lunch together and when he was not available, he would order delivery to be sent straight to Masaki’s desk. He would also send Masaki messages to remind him to eat his dinner and bid him goodnight.


But that didn’t mean that Jun was feeling the same way for Masaki as he felt towards Jun. But Masaki was content with how they were, because it made him happy. And it always looked like Jun was happy as well.


However, Masaki started noticing the weird looks his colleagues were beginning to send him. They were looking at Masaki like he was a plague. Perhaps they were feeling jealous, because it looked like he was receiving special treatment from the Vice President. Which was not what was going on at all, because Jun still scolded him and even immediately called Sakurai-san so he could say sorry when he admitted that he intentionally wrote a wrong number on his report because he was just sick of Sakurai-san’s steely rules.


“Ignore them. They are just a bunch of sorry bastards who have nothing better to do,” Nino tried to console him after a fairly hurtful bad-mouthing one day.


Masaki smiled at his friend. Nino knew everything. He always told Nino about his meetings with Jun and even confessed to him about how he might have fallen for the man. And Nino really was a good friend, because instead of teasing him, he told Masaki that he supported his decisions. He did tease Masaki after that, though, but it didn’t matter.


So Masaki followed Nino’s advice this time, too. He tried to ignore the bad treatments his colleagues were giving him. But somehow, it just kept on escalating every day. From subtle things like telling Masaki to copy some paperwork, or buy a drink or do their reports, to more obvious things like ‘accidentally’ pushing Masaki so he fell flat on his face or spilling a hot steamy coffee on him. The bullying had earned Masaki a few bruises in the span of the week. But it was nothing Masaki couldn’t handle.


The verbal insults were the worst.


Masaki bit his lower lip to prevent himself from submitting to those people’s games whenever they called him names or insulted him otherwise.


“You should join us today, Aiba-kun! We could prepare a dancing pole for you!”


“Oh, you’re Matsumoto-san’s sex-slave, aren’t you?”


“You’re nothing but a pretty face. A whore like you will be forgotten in no times.”


“Hey, Aiba-san! Tell me your price, will you? A friend of mine might be interested in fucking a boy-toy. Hahaha!”


“Masaki-chan, will you warm my bed tonight?”


But of course not everyone was on his bad side. Masaki thought that exactly at times like this you could find who your true friends were.


“Shut up, you jerks! Just because you’re jealous, doesn’t justify what you just said!”


“Don’t listen to them, Aiba-kun. They’re just sore losers.”


“I’m rooting for you, you know! I personally think you and Matsumoto-san are meant for each other.”


Masaki tried. He really did. But at some point enough was enough. Masaki thought he couldn’t take much more than that.


“Aiba-kun, the Vice President is calling for you.”


Sneers and murmurs were thrown his way as soon as Sakurai-san announced it. Masaki smiled weakly at the man before he proceeded to the elevator.


“I will walk you there,” Sakurai-san offered and Masaki couldn’t thank him enough. With Sakurai-san walking with him, it saved him the bullying he had to go through during the short walk from his desk to the elevator. Both physical and emotional.


“You know,” Sakurai-san said as soon as the elevator’s doors were closed. “I won’t judge you for your relationship with the Vice President. To me, it doesn’t matter what you do outside of work as long as you stay professional and do your job properly.”


“I, thank you, Sakurai-san.” Masaki lowered his head. “But Jun-san and I are just friends, I swear.”


“I know. Jun told me.” Sakurai-san gave Masaki a wink, which earned him a surprised gasp from the taller man. “Jun and I have a long history. We went to the same high school and college. He’s my best friend.”


Masaki simply nodded as he didn’t know how else to react to that.


“I know it must have been hard on you and I’m speaking from experience. People envied me for landing a much-wanted position, because they thought I got it only because I’m friends with Jun. Well, I decided to prove them wrong. I guess that’s why I’m a little snarky if it’s about work. Jun told me I’m a perfectionist, but I beg to differ. He’s a much more perfectionist than I am.”


Sakurai-san chuckled at his own words before turning towards Masaki.


“My point is, it doesn’t matter what people say about you. If you know that it’s wrong, all you have to do is prove to them that they’re wrong. They would gradually understand with time, I believe.”


Just as Sakurai-san said that, the elevator opened and he ushered Masaki out.


“I wish for your happiness, Aiba-kun. Both yours and Jun’s.”


Masaki smiled again, but it didn’t reach his eyes.


“Thank you, Sakurai-san. But, I don’t think I can take any more of this.” Masaki watched how his supervisor frowned at him in confusion. Masaki bowed to him. “I’ve been in your care. Thank you, for everything.”


Before Sakurai-san could say anything, Masaki turned around and left for Jun’s office. The sound of a faint ‘ding’ told Masaki that Sakurai-san was already on his way back down again. Masaki took a deep breath, his hand reaching for the envelope in his inner-pocket and clutched onto it. He greeted Jun’s secretary who smiled and opened the door for him.


“Masaki.” Jun acknowledged his presence but his eyes didn’t leave the papers in his hands. “Wait a moment, will you? I just need to sign this paper.”


“No problem,” Masaki said as he took a seat opposite of Jun. He was nervous and he could feel his palms dampen from his sweat. But he had made his decision. He didn’t want to be hurt anymore.


“Alright, I’m done. Let’s have our lunch now,” Jun announced as he put the folder on the side of his desk and took off his glasses.


“Before that, Jun-kun, I… I have something to tell you.” Masaki gulped. He tried to hide his nervousness but he knew he failed miserably.


Jun frowned at him, but Masaki avoided his gaze.


“What is it? It looks serious.”


Masaki took a shuddering breath before he pulled out the envelope and placed it on Jun’s desk.


“I’m resigning from this company.” Masaki thrust the envelope closer to Jun. “And I think it’s better if we don’t see each other anymore.”


Jun looked at the envelope for a good five seconds, before he slowly looked up to look straight at Masaki’s eyes, his face unreadable.


“What?”



~~~End of Part 1~~~



~~~Love Situation – Part 2~~~



“I don’t understand.” Jun sighed before chugging on his seventh drink for the night. “He was fine yesterday. We were even talking about going to a movie this weekend. But then today, he came to me and gave me a resignation letter and told me to never see him again. What’s wrong with him?”


“Alright, Jun. I guess it’s enough.” Sho took Jun’s eight cup before he could drink it.


“Hey,” Jun protested, but even his protest is half-assed.


“I was about to give you a lecture, but I don’t think you will remember anything in the morning, so I will take you home instead. Tomorrow, we will talk.”


Jun pouted but let Sho take care of the bills and drag him outside of the bar. Sho simply chuckled at his friend’s childishness. It was a stark contrast to the stoic and strict Vice President everybody knew. Sho knew that Jun was probably angry at Aiba for doing what he did, but Sho needed Jun to know that Jun was part of the reason why Aiba had done it.


Sho sighed as he dropped his friend unceremoniously onto his bed before pulling the bedcovers over him.



***



Jun woke up to the worst hangover he had ever had in his life. It felt like he had just been run over by a truck. He took an aspirin as he got ready to go to work. He was going to be all grumpy for the rest of the day, so he hoped no one would be getting on his nerves today.


Jun’s hope crumbled though, when he arrived at his office and he was greeted by a serious look of his secretary.


“What is it?” Jun didn’t mean the words to be that harsh and he was feeling sorry for making the woman flinch, but he was troubled, dammit.


“Matsumoto-san, uhm, there’s someone who wants to meet you right now.” The woman took a step-back, as if afraid of another outburst.


“Tell them I’m not available today.”


“Uhm, I tried, but- uhm, the man insisted, and uhm, I tried to stop him, but-“


Jun felt like he knew what she was about to say, so he dismissed her and entered his office. And just as he had expected, a man was currently sitting in his office, waiting for him, without his permission. Jun could feel a vein popping up.


“Who are you and what are you doing here?”


The man looked up at hearing him and Jun immediately recognized him as one of the employees. He was from Sho’s department and Sho had talked highly of him. Sho had not, however, mentioned that he was having an attitude issue.


“My name is Ninomiya, Sir. And I’m sorry to have barged in without your permission, but I really need to talk with you right now. It’s important.”


Jun sighed. “Whatever it is, it has to wait for another day. I’m busy today. Please leave.”


“It’s about Aiba.”


Jun halted at the mention of the name. He slowly turned to look at this Ninomiya guy properly, his eyes squinting to search for any sign that he was being played at. He found none.


“Okay.” Jun nodded as he sat on his chair. “I’m listening.”



***



When Jun arrived at the familiar door, he quickly knocked on it, all the while trying to calm his breath after his intense run. When no answers came, he started banging on it, not minding if he made a scene.


“Masaki!? You’re in there, aren’t you? Please open the door.”


Jun swore he could hear some shuffling from behind the door, but there was no sign that the door would be opened.


“Masaki, please. We need to talk.”


When there was still no respond coming from inside the room, Jun stopped his banging and leaned his forehead on the door.


“Okay. Fine. If that’s what you want, I will wait here until you open the door.”


Jun slumped down on the floor, sitting with his back on the door. He saw an old lady peeking from the room next door and he gave her his killer smile to send her back inside her room. His eyes trailed to the scenery beyond the railings. The sky was darkened and grey, clouds slowly forming. It looked like it was going to rain soon. Jun hoped he wouldn’t have to wait too long as he shuddered when the wind already started to freshen up.


Fortunately for Jun, Masaki was too kind for his own good. As soon as the rain started falling, Jun could hear the door being opened so he quickly shuffled to his feet. Masaki gave him a cold look, but let him in anyway.


“You’re making a scene,” is what he told Jun.


“I’m sorry. But I really need to talk to you.” Jun dropped his eyes and heard Masaki sigh.


“Come in. I’ll make some tea.”


Jun followed dutifully behind Masaki and sat on the couch in the living room. A long-running animal variety show was showing on TV and it made Jun smile. He thought it somehow fit Masaki’s image too well.


“So,” Masaki interrupted Jun’s train of thoughts as he reappeared with a cup of tea, which he then placed on the table in front of Jun. “What is it that you want to talk about?”


Jun noticed the flat tone Masaki was using when he spoke.


“First of all, I’m sorry.”


Masaki arched his eyebrow. “What for?”


“For everything,” Jun answered. “I… never realized that our lunch-meetings would trouble you that much. I was stupid for not being able to see how you had to suffer alone. I swear it was not my intention to cause you pain.”


Jun waited for Masaki’s reaction. And after a few moments of silence (which felt like hours), he heard Masaki sigh.


“You don’t have apologize to me. It was not your fault. It was just… a misunderstanding. And it’s okay. I am okay.”


“No, you’re not,” Jun exclaimed, his eyes locking with Masaki’s. “You are not okay at all. And I should be able to protect you, to stand by your side, but I wasn’t able to. That’s why I’m sorry.”


Masaki bit his lip, before he looked away.


“I should have cleared things out before it became this messy. I should have clarified things between us. So there won’t be any misunderstanding. I should have told those people that you’re no whore. Nor you are a toy, which could be played with as pleased.” Jun saw how Masaki flinched at his words. It must have brought up unwelcomed memories.


Jun took a shuddering breath, he could feel his heart pounding. He was about to say something he wanted to say since their first encounter, but never had the courage to. Not until this morning. When a certain man knocked some sense to him. By telling him how much he had hurt the man by not saying anything.


“I should have told them that you are someone I want to cherish for the rest of my life. Someone that completes me. Someone whose smile is enough to brightened even my worst day. Someone with whom I could be who I am without having to keep up pretenses. Someone I love, from the depth of my heart.”


Jun heard Masaki gasps at his confession and as he turned to look at Jun, his eyes were brimming with tears. Jun smiled.


“I love you, Masaki. And I’m sorry if I caused you any pain, be it intentionally or unintentionally. But I want you to know that when you’re hurt, I’m hurt too. And when you’re sad, I’m sad too. All I ever want is to always see you smile. For you to be happy. For you to feel loved.”


By then Masaki was crying for real. He hid his face behind his arm, restraining his sobbing, as if he didn’t want Jun to see him crying.


And Jun did the first thing that came to his mind. He pulled Masaki into his arms and let him bury his face into his shoulder.


“It’s okay, Masaki. It’s okay.” He kept whispering sweet nothings to the man trying to soothe and assure him.


“Oh, Jun,” Masaki choked in between his sobs as he gripped onto the back of Jun’s shirt, his voice no longer restrained, but muffled against Jun. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”


“There’s nothing for you to be sorry about,” was what Jun whispered into Masaki’s ear as his hand slowly caressed Masaki’s back.


Slowly Masaki’s crying subsided as the man calmed down, easing into some slight hiccups, before draining out completely as Masaki removed himself from Jun’s embrace.


“I was so afraid and lonely. And it was just too painful and I couldn’t take it anymore.” Masaki started babbling, but Jun let him continue. “I wanted to be with you but it just hurt too much. The physical bullying I could handle, but it was the words which broke me. And I started to think that they were right, that you only saw me as a toy which you could play with randomly and then just throw away after you’ve grown tired of it and I became so scared. So I decided to pull away before that could happen. Before I invested too much into you.”


Jun wiped a stubborn tear which feel from Masaki’s right eye.


“I’m sorry you had to suffer alone. But you won’t be alone anymore. Never again.”


Masaki gave him a tearful smile before he closed in and gave Jun’s lips a slight peck.


“I love you, Jun.”


A wide grin came to Jun’s face, before he moved to return the kiss.


“I love you too, Masaki.”


Their eyes locked with each other, easily getting lost in the depths of the other’s gaze. Masaki’s eyes were slightly red from crying, but Jun still thought he was as beautiful as ever.


Jun leaned in to capture those plump lips once more. Masaki parted his lips when he asked for entrance and they were engaged in a heated dance of entwined tongues. He pulled Masaki closer, as if the distance left between them was still too much, too cold, and soon he had Masaki on his lap, grabbing onto Jun just as tightly.


His hands started roaming under Masaki’s shirt, trying and succeeding at elicited a delightful sounds coming from Masaki’s throat. The room was suddenly too hot, despite the thundering rain outside the window.


They pulled away to catch their breath and Jun took in the view in front of him. The half-lidded eyes full of lust, the red and swollen lips, the unruly hair and the slightly sloping shirt which showed a glimpse of an exotic birthmark on his left shoulder that Jun wanted to explore.


“Bedroom?” The husky and seductive voice of his newly-made boyfriend invited him and Jun would have been crazy to reject the offer.


“Yes.”


Jun smiled. They were going to have a wild night.



***



In the end, Masaki still quit the company. He said that after a while, he realized that it was not his passion after all. While it had been his ambition to work at Matsumoto company, Masaki realized that he didn’t necessarily have to work there to fulfill his dream.


“I can arrange for you to be placed in the creative division, you know.”


“That’s what I want to avoid the most.”


Masaki got up and Jun almost regretted he said that because he thought that Masaki was mad now, but the man surprised Jun when he smiled at him.


“I don’t want to achieve anything because you helped me. I want to grab things by my own hands. Otherwise, those people would be right thinking that I’m nothing but your boy-toy, or something.”


“But you’re not-”


“I know I’m not,” Masaki cut Jun’s protest short, before leaning in to give him a peck. “You wouldn’t be here in my bed, if I had to think that for even a second.”


Jun saw Masaki giggling as he pulled Jun up and half-dragged him to the kitchen.


“And besides, I kinda want to try something new.”


“Something like?” Jun pried as he let himself be seated on the bar chair behind the counter.


“I’ve always loved animals and children,” Masaki said with a shrug as he rummaged through the refrigerator. “I’m feeling slightly torn between a pet shop or daycare.”


Jun watched Masaki take some eggs and bacon from the fridge before he placed the pan on the stove.


“You’d suit both.” Jun smiled when Masaki began his cooking. “I know some people who are in those lines of business. I guess I could make some call to them.”


“Jun,” Masaki immediately scolded, the spatula pointed at Jun. “I told you that I don’t want you to meddle with it!”


“I know, I know.” Jun rose his hands in surrender. “I’m sorry.”


“Don’t say something like that again.” Masaki gave Jun a glare which looked more like a pout, before returning to his scrambled egg.


“Can I request something?” The younger man asked after a while and after seeing Masaki raising his eyebrows, he continued, “Can you please look for a new job near the office? Or near my apartment, at least.”


“I will try.” Masaki shrugged. “Why?”


“So I can visit you often. We can have lunch together and I can take you to and from work every day,” Jun answered with a grin.


“Jun, you’re hopeless,” Masaki rolled his eyes.


“I’m in love,” Jun reasoned, the grin on his face only getting wider when he saw Masaki’s cheeks reddening.


“I love you, Masaki.”


He saw how Masaki smiled at him and felt that his life couldn’t get any better.


“I love you, too, Jun.”




~~~The End~~~

Date: 2016-09-04 06:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yume-no-ai.livejournal.com
Taking my spot - I read it, but I need to go to work now, I will come back with a proper comment later on, but I can already tell you author-san: I LOVED IT!!!

Here I am, anon-san. LEt me first say again: I loved that story!!!! The whole mood of it was brilliant. First I feared that Jun would be really an evil-devil-Vice President, but I was sooooo glad that it was just the image of the workers there and not Jun's real character. He and Aiba are so cute when they eat together each and every day. <3

I really felt sorry for Aiba: First the real exhausting work which he really didn't seem to like, and then the bullying from his colleagues. That was really mean, but it had something positive: He changed his job, which he didn't like. So maybe beside all the cruel stuff it had something good??

Oh my, I love Aimiya friendship. <3 Nino is so cute and even though he is a brat, he is a nice one, I loved that. <3

Aiba is sooooo major cute when he is together with Jun, and his future plans with either children or pets are really great. I can totally imagine him in a job like this. Oh, and I loved that he doesn't want any help, though it was soooo cute from Jun to support Aiba, but Aiba is right, he needs to make this on his own.

You really made my day with this story, anon-san, I totally loved reading every tiny bit of this wonderful JunBa love. <3 <3

Thank you soooooo much for this, I love you for that. <3
Edited Date: 2016-09-05 05:38 pm (UTC)

Date: 2016-09-21 02:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zeon-avalanthe.livejournal.com
First, I am sooo glad that you like the story XD
I was a pinch-hitter so I was a little worried about it because I didn't have a lot of time to re-think about the plot.

Well, Jun has a distinctive feature, and most are too scared to even approach him, plus whenever someone is called to his office it always ended in a mental breakdown, that's how his image was born to the workers.
Jun is a mother-hen, really. That's why he insisted that Aiba is having his meals properly :P

Aiba is strong. So he endured everything because he wanted it. Or at least he thought he wanted it.
The bullying is one of the factor, and Jun's indifference certainly play a part of his decision, but over time, Aiba came to realize that what he was doing was not exactly what he had wanted to do. He couldn't find passion in it, so everything became futile and he decided to start a new.
He is strong, but being strong doesn't necessarily means you strike heads-on every single time. Sometimes by pulling back and gave up on things which were not meant to you is strength.
(But while the job was not meant for Aiba, Jun was most certainly meant for him. Hehhe)

Nino is supportive. And he is actually very kind. Nino just has a sharp mouth, that is.

Well, being with Jun probably had awoken Aiba's true dreams. And yes, Aiba needs to do this on his own. But Jun is just nosy- not that Aiba hates that LOL

You are welcome~
It had been a pleasure to write this story!
Thank you for liking it!

Date: 2016-09-04 06:37 pm (UTC)
yukitsubute: (JunBa pink)
From: [personal profile] yukitsubute
Ohhhhh I loved that <3 <3 <3

I totally felt sorry for Aiba, but I really think his decision was the best he could have made! Except the fact that he wanted to exclude Jun from his life....but luckily is Mr.Evil really persistent :) And they are so cute together

Aiba and a pet shop <3 I want to read this :D

And thumb up for Nino, he really is a good friend for Aiba, and I love Aimiya friendship.

Anon-san, this was a real cute story <3 <3

Date: 2016-09-21 02:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zeon-avalanthe.livejournal.com
Aiba was confused. He likes Jun but he wasn't sure if Jun feels the same because he was so indifferent about it.
But yeah, thank God Mr. Evil VP is really persistent, because they were meant for each other XD

Aiba always suits animals. And kids. :)

Nino is such a supportive and caring bff. I just love their friendship XD

Thank you for reading!

Date: 2016-09-04 10:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] astrangerenters.livejournal.com
Some of those co-workers in the office were really nasty people! It's awful Aiba had to go through that, but I'm glad in the end he quits because he has something he'd rather do instead, not only because those people were horrible to him. I like that he did have friends/supporters in Nino and Sho, and I liked how much Jun was determined to feed Aiba LOL!

Date: 2016-09-21 02:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zeon-avalanthe.livejournal.com
Adults tend to get nasty when they're jealous. It's a harsh world we're living after all *sighs*

I think being with Jun helps Aiba in realizing what it is that he actually wants.
And yeah, thank God that he has Nino and Sho (despite him being antsy during deadlines). Of course Jun is determined, he practically fell for Aiba at first sight XD

Thank you for reading~

Date: 2016-09-05 03:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] koi-choshi.livejournal.com
Uggh, those co-workers are the worst!

But anyway, this is so beautiful. Jun being so caring and protective towards Aiba, and Aiba is really a nice guy not using Jun's position to do anything ambitious at all! I also feel a little sad for Jun, his position as the devil boss makes him unable to make any friends in the company. I guess the combination of Aiba's ignorance and natural goodness is a refreshing treatment for Jun.

I love the angsty part where it was pointed out that Jun, not saying anything, just made Aiba feel alone and scared. It's really stressful to be treated like that and more stressful to not really know if the reason, the person, why you are suffering is not really clear. It's a good thing that even though they became together, Aiba did not return to the company. (I want Jun to do a mass lay-off now lol) It looked like numbers are his weakness.

Anyway, I really really loved this, Writer-san. Thanks for writing this one!

Date: 2016-09-21 02:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zeon-avalanthe.livejournal.com
These co-workers are just a bunch of pathetic adults who are filled with jealousy.

Aiba sees people for who they are, not what their position is. And I think their first encounter kinda played a part in this. And Aiba is a straight-forward person. He wishes to achieve things by his own hands rather than relying on others.
And since Jun is labelled as the evil VP, no one is brave enough to approach him other than those who have known him long enough like Sho. So yeah, Aiba being Aiba is a refreshing sight for Jun.

I wanted to portray Aiba as a strong person. But being strong doesn't always equals to strike head-on.
Aiba's strength is more of how he is capable on giving up on things which are not meant for him. And he endured everything until he realized that he doesn't have to fight for a battle which is not for him.
Rather than number being his weakness, it's more like Aiba doesn't find the fun in doing it. Sho is the type who likes the pressure, so he suits the job best. It is not the case for Aiba though.

Thank you to you too for reading!

Date: 2016-09-21 08:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] koi-choshi.livejournal.com
I have always loved your Aiba-character, you know? :D

Date: 2016-09-21 08:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zeon-avalanthe.livejournal.com
You have?
I'm honoured~ :)
You made me blush >///

Date: 2016-09-05 04:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nicefinalbeam.livejournal.com
D'awww! :D I thought the connection Jun and Aiba had was really sweet. I love the way they met ♥ I also really loved in the second part that Jun couldn't help himself and kept offering help for Aiba's new job lol That's very him. Really sweet ending~

Date: 2016-09-21 02:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zeon-avalanthe.livejournal.com
Jun is just a helpless lovesick teenager when it's about Aiba LOL

Thank you for reading!

Date: 2016-09-05 02:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] negai3104.livejournal.com
Awwwwwwwwww

Yay! Junba! What a pleasant surprise! :D I adore Office AUs!

I was initially worried about how Jun was going to treat Masaki, but I didn't have to worry at all. How cute :D this was cute, writer-san!

<3

Date: 2016-09-21 02:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zeon-avalanthe.livejournal.com
It was a challenge for me to write Office AUs, but I just love the prompt and decided to try it XD

It's Jun and Aiba. They will do just fine :)

Thank you for reading!

Date: 2016-09-05 04:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rainbow-teatime.livejournal.com
Personally, I am not exactly a Junba shipper.
But THIS.
THIS.
THIIIIIIIS.
THIS FIC IS JUST TOO CUTE OMG. The feels when they finally confessed is just... TvT
Whoever wrote this, you have done a spectacular job. Keep up the good work!

Date: 2016-09-21 02:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zeon-avalanthe.livejournal.com
Oh! A new shipper of JunBa XD

I'm glad you like the story though, since I was a little worried when I wrote this XD

Thank you for reading and trying on JunBa!
I will do my best from now on too.

Date: 2016-09-06 02:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silver-crystall.livejournal.com
That was a really cute story!
I liked that Jun was not as bad as everybody imagined him to be!
Thankfully it worked out for the two. I really hope that Aiba can find a nice job close to Jun's work or apartment^^

P.S. If I ever happen to faint, I want to be picked up by Jun as well XD

Date: 2016-09-21 02:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zeon-avalanthe.livejournal.com
Jun was misjudged, because his fierce appearance and the history in which anyone who had entered his office would always return with a serious case of a mental breakdown LOL (Until Aiba comes)

Aiba would, I believe.

Thank you for reading!

P.S. OMIGOD YES! I want Jun to pick me up XD

Date: 2016-09-07 12:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yoru-no-hikaru.livejournal.com
Awwwwww, this is really cool. <3

Nino is being his awesome self, I like how his character can lighten the mood when things become difficult. Sho-kun is being a bit of a pain, but he gives off a feeling of actually caring about Aiba, which is likeable. ^^

Jun's character comes on as a little mysterious, like he doesn't want to portray his true self even to the reader. You can feel that he is struggling with several things himself. At the same time he's over-strained with the situation that forms with Aiba.

I feel with Aiba in this story a lot. He finds a new love and he cherishes it, so much so that he's even intent to put up with abuse. Of course, he can't keep doing that forever. I think it's quite admirable that he can feel when he's reached his limits and instead of breaking down, he makes a cut, protecting himself. It feels a bit sad that he doesn't want to "trouble" Jun, deeming their love unworthy of efforts on Jun's part. Good thing Jun feels differently about it. ^^

I like the solution a lot. Aiba has gained confidence, being able to follow his dream. I think he's a strong character throughout the story, but in the beginning he's being insecure about himself. He's growing, together with his relationship with Jun.

This is a lovely stroy with likable characters, an interesting plot and a fluffy love-story. I enjoyed reading it a lot, so thank you. ^^

Date: 2016-09-21 03:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zeon-avalanthe.livejournal.com
Nino always ended up awesome no matter how I wanted to portray him. It's in his blood LOL

So is just a workaholic, but he truly cares of his subordinates.

Jun is misjudged. And as the son of the president he feels like he has to keep up a certain image. It is pressuring him so he ended up unable to show his true self. Plus, he has such distinctive features which shied people away LOL
So having Aiba treat him for himself is such a refreshing sight to Jun. Of course he would be pulled by Aiba's charm naturally. But despite him enjoying his times with Aiba, the responsibility of being the VP is always on the back on his mind, so he still holds back most of the times.

Yes, Aiba cherishes Jun to the point that he's willing to put up with anything just to be with Jun.
But Jun was being indifferent so it confused Aiba. It looks like that Jun feels the same towards him at times, but Jun never openly showed it, and Aiba was afraid that he mistook Jun's kindness for affection.

Aiba is strong, and that was exactly why he pulled back when he felt like he was about to enter a battle he was not supposed to be in. He'd rather gave up on it than prolong the issue which might led to more misunderstanding. On one hand he wants to save himself from being hurt, and on the other hand he doesn't want to use Jun's kindness for his own selfishness.
But then Jun came to his senses and he is determined to win over Aiba in the end.

I'm glad that you enjoy it.
Thank you to you too for reading!

Date: 2016-09-08 12:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helenmaldon.livejournal.com
Okay Junba is my FAVORITE pairing and I love it here!! I love how in love they were in, and how Jun was so sweet to Aiba ^^ And I especially love Junba when Aiba is the one who can get through Jun's scary *stoic* exterior, I love that dynamic!! :D

Date: 2016-09-21 03:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zeon-avalanthe.livejournal.com
Junba is my secret favorite pairing LOL

I'm glad you like the story.

Thank you for reading!

Date: 2016-09-10 06:42 pm (UTC)
lilly0: (Junba glasses)
From: [personal profile] lilly0
I love this story sooooo much!!!!!! I personally really really adore how you portrayed Jun. This stoic kind of scary guy that isn't all that scary, and in fact actually even kind. Love the whole interaction between Jun and Aiba, and how supportive Nino and Sho were, both in their own ways. The bullying was horrible of course (but I'm sure the scary VP will find a way to punish them ^^) It was cute how determined Jun was to apologize to Aiba and confess to him <3

Thanks so much for this wonderful story, Anon-san!!

Date: 2016-09-21 03:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zeon-avalanthe.livejournal.com
Jun is misjudged for his stoic exterior and the rumours from those who had experienced mental breakdown after entering his office LOL

Nino and Sho care for their friend, and only wish them happiness.
(And yeah, the evil VP will find a way for a revenge LOL)
Jun just doesn't want to lose Aiba before he could even properly tell his feelings :)

Thank you to you too for reading!

Date: 2016-09-20 07:25 am (UTC)
phrenk: (je: pleased)
From: [personal profile] phrenk
Ahhhhh, this fic is so adorable! I absolutely love how Aiba and Jun get to know each other--the fact that Jun would so quickly decide he was responsible for Aiba's health and happiness makes my heart sing. It was painful when Aiba was hurting, but then the resolution was so good. I love that Sho and Nino both had a hand in that, too. What a sweet and satisfying Aiba/Jun fic~ Thank you for sharing! ♥

Date: 2016-09-21 03:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zeon-avalanthe.livejournal.com
Jun had always have a strong sense of responsibility, that's why he did what he did.

I'm glad you like it.

Thank you for reading!

Date: 2016-09-26 11:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deelovesryo.livejournal.com
Such a cute fic!
I specially liked that Jun is so caring here and I also enjoyed Aimiya's friendship^^
Thanks for sharing!

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