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"Do I really have to join this reunion?" Kafka asked in confusion, standing by the door in his usual suit- which he has been made to wear ever since he started working for the Chens, well- let's say more like since Arak snatched him to herself.

It was one of those important ones, where he'd usually wait outside of the room, letting Arak to attend alongside her father, as well as whoever high-ranked "bosses" or associates present. He had never been to one per se!! So the silverhead had absolutely no ideas as to what might be talked about in this room every time. Must be something confidential.

"Yes" She shrugged, nicely tying her hair before walking up to her "bodyguard", well, that's what Kafka's role was supposed to be, even though Arak always had more in mind- even already indulged by now. "I'll need you there" she added with a close eyed smile, gently grabbing his tie to fix it. "Don't let me down mh?"

A small ask, as simple as that, which Kafka could easily fullfill as he nodded " Yes ". If that's what she wanted.. what difference would it make anyway to stand and wait outside or inside the room anyway?? Though.. why would she need him exactly ? It's not like Kafka had any influence here.

Either ways, he still found himself facing that huge door, already open, several men entering one after the other. "Come here" Arak gestured for him to follow her, her heels clicking on the floor until she reached her assigned chair, starting to pull it back.

"I'll do it-" Kafka urged, grabbing onto it, gently taking her hand off, this should be his thing to do!! Ah- was it really just for this that Arak needs him here?

"Mh?? Oh- no no" the woman shook her head with a slight puff, her finger pointing at the chair. "Sit down" she asked of him, Kafka growing.. confused.

"Me? But-" "Yes. Sit." Arak repeated more firmly, she didn't liked repeating herself, and Kafka had learned it was best not to make her wait any longer than she can handle. Deep down.. she was just a spoiled brat at heart.

Several questions started flooding Kafka's mind, was he in trouble? No- no they wouldn't have made him sigh in such a valuable spot if it was the case ! What was it then?? Well, he quickly found his answer once he was sat, Arak barely hesitating before placing herself on his laps, angled so that she can cross her legs over the armrest. "Stay like that" she ordered, her attention now going to her own father, who had just entered the room.

Her nonchalance about it almost made Kafka think this was normal, until he felt all the eyes on him, everyone giving disapproving looks over Arak's behavior but mostly- they were probably judging him weren't they, her father included.

"He isn't allowed inside" The man spoke, his daughter rolling her eyes, as if daring him to throw Kafka out. "He's with me, I decided he gets to stay so he will" Arak replied. The two... haven't been on too good terms lately. Mostly because M.Chen was pestering Arak over this whole "boytoy" ordeal, he couldn't stand watching her act as such!! If she wanted to keep a bodyguard she might as well choose someone competent, not a random who briefly caught her attention- she will get bored of him soon enough as well! No??

Well- Arak was proving him the contrary right now, herself was surprised over how Kafka was still around after a while, over how her interest with him did not lessen. Tch.. whatever, they didn't have time to waste over that. It made the older man sigh before bringing everyone's attention back to him, and actually start tackling the subjects of this gathering.

Nothing Kafka should hear, yet here he was, though..even if he was literally in the middle of the affairs right now, the silverhead couldn't focus, his body was stiff, trying to keep himself from having any.. well... reactions. Anytime Arak moved, fixed her position on him, it was making him shiver, Kafka could feel his cock pulsating with each friction the woman -most likely willingly- caused. She must be enjoying this.. was it some sort of torture? It had to be.. it felt like such for Kafka... did he do something that caused her wrath and that was how she wanted to make him pay??? Unfair.. it all sounded unfair ! He couldn't allow himself to react in any way!! Even the mere action of placing an hand on her hip for support could give away that they did.. ended up being more than what he was allowed to, and would cost him his life.

"You're doing better than I expected" Arak whispered to him with a giggle, pressing her back against his chest with a small sigh. It was so.. boring here, thus another reason why she had brought Kafka along!! Occasionally glancing back at him to watch him try not to flush was worth all the whispers and weird looks they were getting, in her opinion.

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"Is that your way of celebrating good grades?" Kafka asked with a raised brow, watching her.. boyfriend.. heat a needle using the flame from his lighter in their shared bathroom.

Right.. they did started officially dating, not that long ago. It still felt weird for Kafka honestly, love wasn't what she expected to find on this campus, even less with her roommate. But oh well, life had plenty of surprises doesnt it?? Even good ones it seemed, ones like Arak.

The blue-haired man nodded with a slight grin, his eyes set on the needle while having it pass over the flames a few more times. "It's a good enough reward don't you think?? Barely cost anything too" And the pain of piercing yourself wasn't anything he couldn't deal with, though.. was that a good news or not?? Who knows.

"Where will you pierce this time?" She curiously hummed, leaning against the sink. His ear was already quite full compared to most people, yet she could bet Arak still had a few areas he wanted to pierce.

"I think I want a rook piercing" he spoke, finally placing the lighter away. Arak looked around for wipes, something to clean the area first but Kafka beat him to it, already spraying antiseptic on a piece of paper towel. "I got you" she smiled, getting slightly up on her tiptoes to do it for him.

It made Arak smile, honestly, his heart warmed up at the sudden domesticity he felt around Kafka right now.

His free arm wrapped around her waist, gaining a surprised gasp from his girlfriend as he pulled her to sit on his laps once he sat down on the closed toilet seat first. "Can you do it for me?" He demanded, handing her the hot needle.

"?? You want me to pierce you?" Why her? When he could do it himself just fine!!!

"Yeah? I kinda like the idea of getting pierced by you" the man snickered, making her hold onto the piece of metal before quickly wrapping both arms around her, his hands joined right over her lower back in a gentle manner. "I'm ready, do it whenever ~ just don't wait too much" Arak cooed, tilting his head to the side.

Kafka almost puffed at his idea, despite not denying that this did.. sounded cool- no not cool- it was.. ah- she couldn't really describe it but.. piercing your lover felt intimate. In a way.

"You have weird kinks" she teased, adjusting her position as she reached for his ear. Trying to ignore the closeness, despite it being far from the first time she found herself in such position with him. Yet Kafka still felt utterly flustered when Arak gave her any sort of physical affection. Aah.. the idea of dating still felt like a crazy fantasy sometimes, regardless of how real it all is.

The dark-skinned man only giggled in return, side-glancing at her before closing his eyes once she held onto his ear firmly, the tip of the needle hovering over his skin. "I'm doing it" Kafka warned, quietly counting down to three before pushing it through his cartilage.

It made Arak slightly flinch, though if you're familiar with him enough, you'd know this was a mere exaggeration in order to have an excuse to squeeze Kafka further against him.

"Is it all the way through?" He asked, his hold on her loosening up as Kafka nodded "Yes" she smiled "And I do think it will look good if it heals properly" it went in pretty easy!!!"Now give me the jewelry to put in" She requested, handing her hand out, Arak suddenly blinking.

Ah-.. aaahhhh. Right. He knew he forgot something!!! ".... Jewelry??" He pouted "I didn't prepare any"

"So you planned to walk around with a needle through your ear the whole time??" The silverhead asked in disbelief, her tone almost scolding her boyfriend who shrugged at the idea. "I don't have any extra jewelry right now-" "You should've thought about that BEFORE piercing your ear again then!!!" She huffed.

Fortunately for Arak, Kafka at least had some sort of collection. "I will give you one" she sighed, gently patting his arm to let him know she wanted to be set free, Arak opening his arms for her to stand up from his laps.

"Oh really ?~ How kind of you~" Arak faked a sigh of relief, honestly enjoying her frustrated look while the silverhead left the room to look for a piece that would suit him.

He patiently waited there, his finger occasionally tapping his own thigh in rhythm until Kafka came back, seemingly less bothered than when she left but more.. flustered?

"I .. found a spare one but it's.. it's matching with mine.." She stammered, her hands fidgeting with the piece of jewelry.