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Baby, it's cold outside ((Starter for editorinlxve))

@editorinlxve It was cold. It was downright freezing. Winter had reached its peak, and although there was no snow on the ground, Takano was so cold that he seriously thought that if he moved his fingers, they'd break off, like an icicle. Winter was the worse. It always seemed to go on for ages with no end to its vicious coldness. And Takano hated being cold. The editor was on the bus on the way home from work, sitting side by side with none other than Ritsu Onodera, the man whom he loved. Takano's cold hand moved so that it was holding Onodera's. He didn't say a word about why he had done that. Takano was sure the reason was obvious: he was cold and required some sort of heat before he froze to death, because he was sure it was cold enough to do so. Any source of contact with the other filled him with an internal warmth- and although he didn't know if Onodera knew that last part of it, it was easy to figure out the reason of Takano's holding his hand.

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Well, considering how early it was, Kirishima was the only one in the Japun department right now.  Which meant he was the only one there to deal with the Emerald editor looking lost as he tried to hide around the corner.

“Can I help you?”

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The editor felt his eyes filling up with tears while he was looking at the paper on the table in front of him; the lines blurred and the color resembled of a wiped black color than a manga drawing. Being called by the boss, Ritsu gulped and stood up without do any mess.

The last thing he wanted was to be around him now. Following the editor-in-chief, The brunette never lifted the emerald-red eyes from the floor. He raised his own hand, But Takano was quicker; The raven placed his hand on Ritsu’s cheek and carefully wiped the tears, asking Ritsu if he needed someone to talk to.

The brunette editor slapped the warm hand and stepped back. In the beginning, RItsu repeatedly asked Takano to stop harassing him and bother him, and here he got what he wanted. But he regretted sincerely because of a simple reason.

Ritsu fell in love with Takano.

And he realized it… too late though. He recognized that Takano’s comfort was a friendly mode only and that burned his heart from inside.

“G-Gomen.” Ritsu murmured and struggled to regulate his breath, stable his shaken voice. “I-I’ll go to wash my face, and return to work properly, Takano-san.” He turned and quickly moved towards the men toilet. There he allowed the tears which Takano wiped a moment ago to stream.

Making me fall for and changing his mind on the way. It hurts. But it’s over. I’ll handle it like I’ve handled him so far. It’s over, I can move on.  Maybe in the future we will be good friends…

The brunette bit his lip tight.

But right now I really want to go home.

                     Shock filled the flooded within the editor as the other bolted out the door; his eyes still lingering on him. Anger and confusion was all he felt as he trailed behind his employee; fingers clenched tightly beside him as he strode quickly towards Ritsu. Never in his life had he had an employee walk away from him, especially like THIS. Infuriated with the way his underling acted, Takano outstretched his hand--gripping Ritsu’s wrist tightly as he pulled him back into the room; his expression remaining in a disdained scowl. 

                          “Oi! If a superior is talking to you, you shouldn’t                            run away like that! If you have something to say,                            just say it. I hate people who mope about point-                            less things. It’s quite irritating.”

                      Oblivious to the current situation, Takano couldn’t read the other’s expression. Though tears and red cheeks dressed Ritsu’s features, the editor could only imagine what he was going through. Heaving a heavy sigh, Takano slightly pushes the other’s hand away, tucking his own into the pockets of his jeans. Maybe his outburst was too much, or maybe his concern for his workers was overwhelming; however, the last thing he needed was his workers breaking under the pressure of their jobs. Brown eyes glanced over at the other; brows furrowing together as Takano spoke,

                             “Listen, I don’t know what’s going on, but you                               need to tell me. I can’t have you crying on the                               job. It’s not healthy for you.”

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                   Though he tended to be oblivious to the world around him during working hours, Takano was never one to miss small details. Whether it be small mundane things such as spilt coffee to large changes such as new employees, the chief editor was able to pick up on almost ANYTHING. So as he glanced up from his work to notice the whites of Ritsu’s eyes turning red, the man couldn’t help but feel himself growing worried. It was his responsibility to make sure his employees were on task–especially with their mental and physical health. Knowing how stressful their job could get, it was the least Takano could do as their boss. 

                  As he rose from his seat, the chief editor made his way to the other; his fingers lightly tapping the male’s shoulder to get his attention. A light nod of his head towards the staff room was all he could do in order to keep the new editor’s situation discrete. The last thing Ritsu seemed to need was people bombarding him with questions.

                           “Onodera.”

                     Once the two were out of sight from the other’s, Takano brought his hand up to Ritsu’s eyes–wiping away stray tears that threatened to fall. Words weren’t needed in a time like this, but it seemed as though it was the only way to calm him down. Despite it being out of conduct, it only felt right to comfort him in such a way.

                           “Do you need to talk to someone?”