#d;james reply

[Text] James, sweetheart, of course you will miss your home [Text] While I know I don’t know the half of it I do know that your home wasn’t kind to you but, despite that, it’s still your home [Text] It’s where you grew up, where you spent so much of your life, and that will always be with you and part of who you are. It’s part of what has made you who you are. [Text] But, if you’ll let me, I want to help you create a new home. Here, with me, with your brothers, because leaving a home behind doesn’t mean that you can’t have one at all. A home, your real home is where who want to make it.

“Not at all” her reply had taken no thought at all, in fact there was no missing how her brows furrowed into a look of distaste over how the small group of men nearby were looking at her and talking about her. She could hear them, something that they didn’t know and things James certainly wouldn’t be able to hear, and the comments were disgusting. It was an issue she had a lot, unwanted attention from men, and while her distaste would always be there it was also something she had become a little defeated over and just accepted. Many would say that she should be flattered but she just didn’t want to be harassed when doing something as simple as going grocery shopping.

“If you were like them I probably wouldn’t like you at all” she continued, leaning more into his side as if to make a point not only to James but to the staring men. Being taken by another man seemed to mean more than saying no “Why?”

If you had asked James months ago what the perfect date would be then he would have answered in seconds but that was only because he didn’t have to arrange one himself. He would answer based purely on what seemed popular, what women liked but that didn’t account for different tastes and personalities which steered things away from the norm and now he had had to plan a date for a very special and unique women. It had taken a while to short list some ideas and then a little more time for calls and organization but in the end he had planned what he hoped to be an enjoyable date.

Once again the demon went for a more casual look as opposed to the usual formal of his suits and a shirt. Black jeans and a white t-shirt, an actual t-shirt which was an extremely rare sight for him to be seen in. His casual was usually jumpers that still gave off a slight air of formality but with the fact it was a date and the weather was starting to warm, he had ventured in another direction for his outfit. The glasses remained and as he had done for their dinner, he took less time to tame his hair and it was left in a stylish but slightly messy look. 

[I thought it was about time James had to deal with Jihoon’s grumpy ass again XDD]

He still had that stupid business card, for some reason he hadn’t thrown it away but he still swore that he wasn’t going to use it. He swore that he wasn’t going to go to James for any sort of help, not even the tiniest of things, but as it started to piss down with rain while he was busking he was left with little choice on where to shelter from the downpour until it ended. 

He had tried to go into a couple of shops only to be kicked out, for loitering and making customers uncomfortable with his rumpled appearance, and so he was already scowling as he stepped into the official looking building of Anderson toys. He didn’t really know what he was going to do, whether he was just going to try and lie low so that no one had to know he was even there or not, but before he could even try he was being called out to by the well dressed woman at the reception desk and told that he was getting the floor wet.

“No shit” he rolled his eyes, his scowl growing darker as he looked at the woman behind the counter. He was soaked through, freezing cold and starving fucking hungry, he didn’t need some stuck up bitch pointing out the obvious “It’s not like it’s raining or anything”

The woman was obviously far from happy about him being there, just about ready to kick him out too, so before she could even gesture to the security guard who was watching him wearily he spoke up once more.

“I’m here to see James, got it? So call him or whatever the hell your job is meant to be” He didn’t want to see James exactly, he didn’t want to give the satisfaction of having turned up at all, but he also didn’t want to get thrown out in the rain again. He was already getting sick, his body run down and he knew that he had been slowly growing hotter as a fever continued to form from the night before, and the cold rain was just going to make that worse.

The woman looked like she could start laughing, standing up from her seat behind the counter, she had a pretty face but the way she acted completely contradicted any beauty she could have held.

“There is no way Mr Anderson would waste his time with a street rat like you, he has much more important things to tend to”

Yeah, sure, whatever, she was probably right.

It had been a while since James had last run into Jihoon, a very long time in fact. It seemed for a while that the world was conspiring to have them meet and talk and then suddenly nothing. The CEO knew that the younger male had his number and the offer of an interview but as time past by and he made no appearance, he gave up on any thought that the male would ever show. Jihoon was probably just relieved to finally be free from the demon and the ‘pity’ he felt James was always showing to him.

The morning the male had finally chosen to turn up was a morning that James had been in a meeting over extending their line and stocking in other and rival stores for a cut. It was something he had been thinking about for a while and so in the end, some of the original creations of his team would be stocked in other stores. He wanted to bring his toys to the world and spark the imaginations of many.

Upon his return, fingers gripping at the copy of a contract, his attention is quickly pulled away by the sound of two familiar voices and he is immediately speeding up, nostrils flaring in a rarely seen anger.

“Mrs Park!” The demon barked towards the secretary in obvious anger. “That is no way to behave to anybody who comes in here wishing to see me.” Even if the person she was so cold to was someone he didn’t know, this was still something that he simply wouldn’t stand for. “I invited this gentleman here to see me and if anybody and I mean anybody comes here wishing to see me, you treat them with the respect. I am extremely disappointed in you.” He was finally calming after his little outburst or at least he was calming to control it and stop his louder words. “We will speak about this later.” He warned.

“I think that I will be able to take pretty good care of you” while the word ‘own’ had put her off at first, in the same way it had thrown her for a loop the first time around, she knew that it had no way near a deep meaning as her mind could perceive it to be. It was a little bit of fun, a chance to take a step forward and ask to do things she would normally keep to herself, and with that thought she was doing just that “but if I own you then there is something I want you to do” she paused before continuing, she didn’t want him to take this the wrong way, what she was about to say came solely from concern and a wish for him to slow down a little and take a breath. He always seemed to be working, when had he last had a day off? Maybe she couldn’t talk but her work was much more laid back than his own “I want you to take a day off of work, I’ll figure out what we can do later but you could really use a break, James”

“Oh? What is it?” James knew that it was nothing more than a game and he had known that even when it had been the other way around. Relationships were not about ownership in anyway and while they weren’t there yet, many things seemed to point that was the direction the pair may have been heading in. Though he wasn’t owned, he would still respect both the rules of the game as well as her worries and requests. “You want me to take a day off?” That wasn’t quite what he had expected to hear from her. Perhaps her requesting a third date or maybe that he cook but it seemed to come from worry maybe that he wasn’t getting enough rest. “I could do that.”

The male had left his suit behind for once and had opted for a grey sweater he paired up with a pair of black pants, the usual shirt and tie combo dropped this time as his ‘casual’ look. This was probably the most approachable he had looked for a while, the least stuck up he had looked and he had actually forgone the usual effort he made to tame his unruly hair. It had been washed, combed and a little ointment had been added to it but he was left looking a little more rugged and his overall appearance was a little less put together than he usually was.

He had visited her store enough to know how to get there even as he drove and after being told it was where he should pick her up, he pulled the car up outside the store and was soon walking down the ally way ready to great her with his phone in his hand as he sent out a quick text.

It had been on his mind since the day they had discussed it and James was finally able to get away with the knowledge he would have a full lunch hour with no risk of being called back in. He said a quick goodbye to his coworkers before he was leaving the building and slipping into his car to drive to the book store and meet his girlfriend for lunch. 

While in the more recent times they had met he had been dressed far more casually, this time he was back in his suit but only due to the fact he had been working and would be upon his return. He just hoped they could still be as relaxed as they had been around each other now he was back to his more formal look.