Day 1/7
Time 4:¹⁰ pm

"You know I did not expect to find you here," the smile did not leave my lips as his hand fell to my hips.

" Remind me why I'm hiding with you in the men's bathroom?" Kaeya's sigh tickled my face and I couldn't help but scrunch my nose at the slight sniff of garlic, but aside from that I did not mind his rising chest peeking through his unbuttoned- midnight-blue blouse." Eyes up here boss."

" I'm fully focused, excuse you," I defended. " If anything, I'm on legit business; The real question is why are you here?"

              Despite being trapped in a men's bathroom stall, pinned between a doodled wall, and perhaps totally bewitched like a fool; I was liking this position. My attempt to investigate the address Childe had managed to gain from the bartender at Boar Canyon eventually resulted in me arriving at a school and entering despite the security guard refusing to let me get in. To put it simply all three stalls of the bathroom were occupied when I came in to hide . . . And a certain someone was coming out when I obnoxiously pushed him back in and locked the door.

" I'm here . . . to pick up one of the students, " his ears flushed as he fumbled with one of the metal piercings under his lip.

"Wait," my brain snapped out of its half-daydreaming state. " You have a kid? Are you a dad? "

           Red flushed across his whole face, down his neck, and gained an even darker hue at the tip of his industrial-pierced ears. " I-I'm not married, " the words left his lips in a stutter and his one hand preventing me from falling onto the toilet chair, squeezed a little more tightly. " He's just a kid I've been looking after for a while ."

"Uh-huh," I peered at him and took in everything about this very gothic look he was rocking. " you don't look like the type to like kids."

              And I meant that. He was dressed in all black. Black boots, black jeans, a sleeves shirt that clung to his chest in all the right ways, fingerless leather gloves, and so many piercings that I had never seen before. Two under the right side of his lower lip, and maybe four on each ear? Yes, I was staring, because only a fool would not admit he was gorgeous, and it was at that point my brain stopped working properly. " But you do look like the type I want to . . . "

" LETS CHECK HERE!" I knew that voice, it was fresh in my head for the past hour.

              I looked back at Kaeya and part of me guessed he already knew I got in here through not-so-legal ways. 'Help me ' I mouthed as panic began to settle it. Should I stand on the toilet chair? Should I use my body weight and legs to climb up the bathroom stall so that they wouldn't see my legs? Should we act like a perverted couple?

           The last option was bound to backfire despite part of me liking the idea. " Okie how about –" Before I could even discuss a last-minute plan, I was scooped up and then seated back down on something that was a bit too happy to be alive. . . .or more like someone. Kaeya's arms had tucked themselves around my waist and held me close as I sat on his lap while he got comfy on the closed lid of the toilet chair. " This is a bad idea–"

         " Shh," his lips blew against my ear, and my whole system shut down for the next few seconds. "Stay still or they'll hear you ."

          My self-control was limited and being there on his lap, in a bathroom stall of all places, in a knee-high-skirt, with two or maybe even more men outside. . . Did not help dwell on the rush of adrenaline that was pulsing through me and down to an area I did not even want to think about. " Sir?" An aggressive knock came from the door. " Did you see tiny women run in here? She was about 150 cm. "

           Kaeya seemed to struggle to laugh at the mention of the word 'tiny ' which was false. " I'm afraid not sir, I was busy as you can tell," he grinned down at me and pressed my back further against his chest. " I did hear hurried footsteps though leaving so I'm guessing she may have left if she ever was here."

            There was no way he was not feeling me dying down there through my leggings. This was torture. One of his hands rested on my stomach as something raised and poked against the most unholy of places. The long shadows that peeked from under the bathroom door made my guts tumble and twist as they moved, before slowly disappearing, followed by fading footsteps.

            " Y-you're insane," I choked back as his face nuzzled into my neck, peppering flushed red skin with slow and sloppy kisses.

            " And ?" His voice was close, too close. " Do you have a thing for nearly getting caught ?"

            " Excuse you," I got up, a bit too easily since his arms surprisingly let me go, and fumbled with the band of the skirt. " I have some shame !"

           " I'll keep that in mind," he chuckled, still seated, hands now holding onto the back of the chair to support his weight and legs happily spread and revealing the obvious bulge trapped under the fabric of his jeans. " Useless you want to watch me do my business Boss. . . "

           Heck ya, I wanted to witness that. . . "I'M OUT !" I loudly declared and for a moment got worried if the security guard was still outside.

         Pulling myself together and repressing all perverted thoughts to the back of my mind, I undid the lock of the stall and tiptoed out, glancing back only to catch a glimpse of the silver piercings under Kaeya's lips flicker, before the door slammed shut in my face. He was the real pervert!  "What's wrong with me? This isn't what was supposed to happen. . . ."

           I had barely even managed to breathe out, only for an unholy gasp to  echo in the room,
and I was confident it was not Kaeya's . . . nor the scream of an average man.  The door in the first stall opened and a tall woman, in black heels and a long white dress reaching down to her ankles, stumbled out. Upon meeting her gaze, her face flushed into so many shades of red, and not a word left her slightly swollen lips that had bits of her white, silky hair stuck to them. Red lipstick had been smudged in so many angles and her knees looked on the verge of shattering as she wobbled to the mirror opposite the stalls. " Dear, careful you won't be late . . . " A man in a sharp beige suit followed her out of the stall shortly and in his hand was what I assumed was the Lady's purse and . . . bra.

         The man barely spared me a glance and guided the woman, who was frozen at the spot like a deer in headlights, back to the stall with her belongings and shut the door behind her. " Can I help you, Miss?" I swallowed feeling his expression and words betray his tone that dripped with classy disdain.

           Another heavenly gasp rang through the room, this time of a voice I knew all too well, followed by a blissful sigh of "Fuck."

         I. Was. Screwed. The stranger adjusted the plain black tie of his long ponytail and ignored whatever crazy shenanigans that was going on in a particular stall. " This is a misunderstanding, a big one in fact," my chuckles tumbled over each other with stutters being the only gap between jumbled words of pointless explanations.

         Laughing at the coldness creeping up my neck did not help me calm down.  I tried slowly walking to the door only for a hand from behind to push the plastic door back shut with a loud thud. " A woman's presence here of all places is suspicious enough, who sent you?" the man was now glaring down at me with his pupils flickering between gold and deep brown repeatedly to the point I was confused if it was the room's lighting or it he was semi alien.

          " Mind leaving my wife ?" Tears threatened to emerge at the number of times I felt I was barely escaping what felt like death today. "Honey I leave you for one second and you're getting yourself into trouble, tsk tsk tsk."

          The tall man in beige glanced over his shoulder at Kaeya skeptically.  " You shouldn't just leave her standing in the men's bathroom alone", he taunted casting me an indifferent look, before turning back to Kaeya. " Leave before I report you two to security, I hope you heed my warning."

         I opened my mouth to remind him he was not exactly innocent, but Kaeya was quick to walk up to my side and pinch my cheek aggressively. " Sure thing, I'll keep your advice in mind, " he flashed the stranger a polite smile and hooked an arm around my waist before leading me out of the door with said stranger adjusting the black frame of his glasses as we left. 

          " That guy is a hypocrite," I mumbled, "and I'm one hundred and sixty-two centimeters!"

          " True, we didn't get to have any fun unlike him and his pretty lady," Kaeya grinned and gave my waist a small squeeze as we walked side by side.  " Wanna know who he is?"

            I rolled my eyes. " It's a school Kaeya, who do you think he is?" I sarcastically replied finding myself more concerned about what was going on between us back at the stall.

           He let out a small chuckle and moved his hand from my waist to my head, petting me like I was some three-year-old kid. " No," he breathed out in sly satisfaction. " He's the boy toy to a troublesome person I used to know. "

         His social circle was concerning at this rate to the point I did not dare ask any further. " Boss," his tone faded from crafty to plain serious, and that blue eye seemed to darken.  " Stop trying to look into my past ."

        I shrugged, feeling my undercover skills were pretty shitty at this rate. " I know you went to the club before with that idiot ginger of all people," he sighed as we walked through the administration hall and to a door that led to the school playgrounds.

         My neck was starting to hurt from having to look up to keep eye contact right about now, but it was hard to not look anywhere else or think anything else. . . Especially with my mind not being over that exotic sound, which now I knew he was fully capable of making, and that made me feel so dirty. It was like I had heard something I should not have, especially when all of that led to a slight throbbing in a certain area, and staring was not helping because my mind was thinking of other things aside from his gloomy background or for example why he was bleeding to death when I found him. " Just don't," he sighed, before running his hand through his bangs.

           " How do I know you're not like Thoma?" My throat itched and a shiver danced over my skin, making my whole being stiffen. " Does Lisa have anything to do with this?"

            His hand which had been on my shoulder for a while slipped away, making the sudden lack of weight there feel foreign. "No . . ."

" DAD!"

         I slammed face first into a curved pillar collected to the ceiling and cursed under my breath; feeling all the pain tingle and gather at the side of my face. "Is she okay?" A boy about my height ran up to us as kaeya slowly pulled me away from the wall, which gave me some serious brain damage since I could not think straight at all.

         Kaeya chuckled heatedly as he pulled me in front of him with both hands weighing down on my shoulders. " This is my new Boss Bennett," he introduced me to the kid who was looking at me like I had grown a second head.

          " Is she gonna be my . . ." Bennett stared at me for a few seconds, before a group of kids from the opposite side of the hall began throwing small pebbles at him. "Ow! "

          The kids turned to them instantly but they were all already running off and disappearing through another pair of double doors. " What's wrong with kids these days," I sighed, before turning my attention to kaeya.

         His jaw had tightened and lips pursed into a thin line, eyes still fixated at the doors the troublesome kids had left through. " Didn't you report them to the principal yet?" He asked Bennett who kicked nothing but air and stared at the glossy clean surface of the white floor.

         "It's the rumors. . . " The kid sighed, looking at me and then Kaeya, his green eyes filled with troubled feelings.