— Private starter for @sleeplesswork —
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.
He only hoped he could help.
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