The Real Bon

After sitting down, Ranpo stayed silent, figuring she’d prefer if he didn’t press her about what she was going through that was upsetting her so much. He at least knew she’d gone through a break up, and for the time being, that was all he needed to know, unless she felt she wanted to tell him more. Though, he doubted she would.

When Yosano asked if he’d needed anything, Ranpo paused. He wasn’t even sure what to say. Does he lie and say he wanted to visit? Or does he go against his previous thoughts and ask her about what had happened? Perhaps talking it out with someone she trusted would be better for her. At least she wouldn’t be bottling it up if she did talk about it..

Ranpo was about to answer her question, only for his stomach to growl, indicating he was hungry. Not only had Ranpo been almost completely silent for the majority of the day after seeing how upset Yosano was, he hadn’t eaten a thing. No snacks, no breakfast, nothing. The situation had completely purged his unusually large appetite. Opting to ignore it for the time being, he finally spoke.

“Did he hurt you?” He asked flatly, eyebrows furrowing not with concern, but with that same seething rage from earlier. The change in his mood was sudden, and the air around him could be cut with a knife. He wasn’t happy, that much was obvious. He was very rarely angry, and would only occasionally get annoyed. But this— anyone would be able to feel the anger bleeding out of him, and it was unsettling. The others had certainly felt it earlier, and half of them were expecting him to suddenly get up and storm out.

Ranpo cared deeply for Yosano. He was in love with her, and had been for quite a while now, but he’d never had the guts to tell her. Watching her go through boyfriend after boyfriend certainly hurt, but seeing her so upset was upsetting to him. He swore if she ever gave her heart to him, he’d keep it safe, and he’d ensure she knew he loved her. Like a loyal dog, he’d do anything for her.

“You can tell me.” He offered, finally, looking to her with his eyes open, green hues filled with concern for the one he loved.

His feelings for her had started not long after he met her. He’d never seen someone so breathtakingly beautiful before, and it showed. Ranpo had always been immensely untrusting of most people, wanting to see who they were beneath the surface. But with Yosano— he felt he could immediately trust her. The moment they’d met, it felt as though he’d known her for years. That was just the kind of person she was. And yet— he was too scared to tell her he loved her.

. . .

Ah, Fridays, one of Ranpo’s favorite days of the week. The whole agency ordered lunch and enjoyed a little fast food together as a treat for their hard work, all paid for by Fukuzawa. It seemed to be the day everybody’s favorite, likely because of how relaxed it was, as they normally didn’t get many calls of Fridays. A perfect day to rest and relax after a tiring week.

Yes, it started out well when Ranpo walked in, but things quickly changed when Yosano arrived to the agency.

It didn’t take a genius (Ranpo) to know something was off with Yosano when she came into work that Friday morning. Hell, he knew something had changed just three and a half months prior. But even as smart as he is, he’d never be able to connect any dots. He assumed there was just something bringing her down, the demons from from her past coming back to haunt her once more. That was what he wanted to believe. But when she came into work not wearing a particular necklace that she’d always seemed happy to fiddle with for the three months she’d worn it, he understood the situation.

She’d gone through a break-up.

Now, Ranpo was never one to get angry. Generally, he was a calm person who would prefer sleeping over fighting. But this? Something about it made his blood boil. It was enough to spoil his appetite for the day, and it didn’t go unnoticed by his coworkers. Whoever the guy was, had very clearly upset Yosano, and Ranpo hated watching it. The look of exhaustion on her face and the pain behind her eyes made his chest feel tight. It upset /him/. Yosano meant a lot to him, and while he didn’t say it often, he showed it when it was needed. And right now, it was very much needed. And so he’d do just that. He’d show he cared.

When the already slow phone calls slowed to a stop around three o’ clock, Ranpo left the shared office space and made his way to the kitchen, not saying a word to anyone. The others had gotten the hint to leave him be, and for that he was immensely grateful. He couldn’t deal with their questions, not until he’d helped Yosano as much as he could.

Once in the kitchen, Ranpo made two cups of coffee, adding oat milk and honey to one while adding only sugar to the other. He knew Yosano well enough to know how she liked her coffee.

‘ The jerk probably didn’t even know what she liked in her coffee... ‘ he thought to himself before picking up the two mugs.

With the coffee finished, he left the kitchen and walked to her office, not even bothering to knock before entering. Leave it to Ranpo to disrupt personal space. Oh well, no matter how many times he was told he’d never learn.

Closing the door behind him, he set her mug down in front of her then sat across from her. She was sitting at her desk, but he could tell she hadn’t gotten any paperwork done. Who would after going through what she had? Ranpo didn’t know the heart splitting feeling that was a breakup, but the look on her face and the change in her aura was enough to give him an idea. And it made him /sick/. Who would do that to another person? Surely not someone truly human. And surely not a man who loved her the way she deserved. He would’ve been much better to her but— she only saw him as a friend, while he wished it were different, he didn’t breathe a word of it. You couldn’t force a person to love you, after all. Pushing the thought from his mind, he gently slide her coffee cup closer to her.

“I made your favorite coffee.” He said, speaking in a soft tone of voice. Most of the lights in her office were turned off, so he assumed she had a headache, likely from the dehydration of crying. Speaking loudly wouldn’t do her any good.

Anyways! I’m currently looking for a literate, advanced literate or novella writing partner who can write as Yosano. (This would be a Ranpo x Yosano plot with me as Ranpo).

As I said, I have a plot and I’m super excited to share it with anyone who’s interested. Please, if this is some being you’d like to try, feel free to reply and or DM!