🦋Remember that life's greatest lessons are usually learned from the worst times and the worst mistakes.🦋
Today was a pretty decent day, at least on your behalf. You woke up at an appropriate time, had your clothes ironed nice and neat, and you look presentable. In your eyes, you found yourself attractive.
Your new job wasn't as bad as you thought it was. Yes, you were busier than ever but it kept you moving. And you liked to move because the more occupied you were, the more time flew by faster.
And that was because your mind wasn't focused on the time ticking on the many clocks that were placed on the walls inside of your boss's building.
Speaking of him.
You kept things as formal as possible. You didn't want to stand out of place pr do anything out of the ordinary. This was a place of business and that's where you should do your business.
This is a career, not a job.
You wanted to take things seriously and you wanted to let everyone else know that you were taking it seriously by doing it with your actions.
You made phone calls, set up appointments, organized sheets, made coffee for your boss, and everything else that he asked for.
Inside of his office was extremely quiet and still.
He sat in his office with thoughts running through his mind placing him on a crumbling piece of land, slowly pushing him to the edge of a cliff as he looks down at the world beneath his feet.
Everything was too strong for him. His eyes felt sensitive at all of the light that was going through the windows of his office.
He walks slowly towards the windows and look around and placed his hand on it, holding him up so he wouldn't fall.
He felt weak and extremely tired.
He didn't know how much he could take.
He drunk some of his coffee that you brought him but it felt like it wasn't enough.
But he can't just call out like he was just one of his workers because he could always get someone to fill in for them to handle the rest of their work.
But his job? He was the boss. He already missed out on so much work, he can't just leave now.
He was gradually getting back up with everything but it felt like everything was about to drop low. He hasn't eaten anything and hasn't been getting any sleep.
There were countless sleepless nights. He would lay in bed and stare at the ceiling. His eyes couldn't close and he felt paranoid. And whenever he did got the chance to sleep he would always wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat from the nightmares that would never end.
He felt like demons were reaching out for him trying to get him to sell his soul, and if he refused they would steal it from him and feed off of it.
Ray grabbed his head and groaned softly.
You walked out of the elevator and came inside of his office to see him grimacing while holding onto his head.
"Huh? Ray, what's wrong?"
You asked walking towards his desk with a vanilla folder in your hand.
He didn't respond but gripped his head a little harder.
You noticed this and placed the folder on his table neatly and walked over towards him and grabbed his shoulder gently.
"Come over here," you said gently.
You guided him towards the couch that was placed in his office and told him to sit.
You reached inside of your purse and pulled out a alieve bottle, which was some pain killers, and twisted off the top of the bottle.
You held out your hand and shook out two tablets and grabbed a green tea can out of a small refrigerator that was near his desk.
"Here," you opened up the can lid with a satisfying click sound and handed him the pills.
He took them from you and placed both of them in his mouth. When you handed him the drink he drunk the cool liquid, making it easier for him to swallow the pills.
"Thank you," he mumbled.
You smiled softly and shook your head. "It's fine. It looks like you were having a headache, a migraine even. You should get some rest," you suggested.
"No, I have too much work to do," he said lifting himself to throw himself deep into his work again.
You hummed a 'no' and placed your hand on his shoulder. "I'll tell Norman and he probably wouldn't mind taking over for you a bit, especially if he knows that you're not feeling well at the moment," you said soothingly.
Ray looked you in the eyes and closed them before sighing. "Fine," he grumbled.
You walked over towards his desk and pressed a button making the windows dim itself so the light from the sun wouldn't shine in so bright.
"What you're gonna do for the time being?" Ray asked looking at you with tired eyes.
Even though it was darker in the room there was small light for the both of you can still see each other.
"I'm gonna continue my work, of course," you said stating as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"You can use my office if you want, to save the trip," he said closing his eyes while laying his head on the bed of the couch.
You watched him in the dark taking in everything.
His head tilted up, his adam's apple was stuck out, dark hair that was a little longer was pushed away from his face so you could see him...
He truly was a handsome man.
He grimaced slightly when he felt his migraine starting to get busy but his face relaxed once more once it disappeared.
"Just call Norman and tell him," Ray said rubbing the corner of his right eyelid with his index finger.
And you did exactly that. Turns out the white-haired male was finished with his work for today and was looking for something else to occupy his time until it was time for everyone else to leave for today.
You placed yourself in his chair and cut on the computer to see that there was a password.
"what's your password?" You said lowly since the room was quiet except for the noise of the small waterfall that was at the fountain.
"Ray Rosetti 509," he said looking at you with half-lidded eyes.
You typed in his name and it appeared on a screen where all of his tabs were.
You looked at him and decided to ask a question.
"Your last name is Rosetti? I never knew that."
"Yeah, a lot of people don't. Everyone expects me to have a Japanese last name, but my father isn't from here. He's Italian. Got the last name from him," he said with his eyes closed.
"That's pretty neat," you hummed. "Two different cultures to learn and explore. It's apart of who you are and you can enjoy both worlds."
"Yeah, I'm starting to see a lot of people come here to Japan. It's nice to see a little diversity," he hummed. "I grew up with all races, I don't discriminate we're all just human at the end of the day."
"I agree. The ones who do discriminate and teach their kids to hate other races for something they didn't do makes me sick, honestly," you mumbled while typing away on the keyboard.
"Yeah. This world is filled with ignorance and stupid people. People going as far to end someone's life, pedophiles, kidnappers, people harassing others because of their gender, race, and beliefs, all of it is just dumb as hell."
"I agree with you one hundred percent on that. Sometimes I fear going to certain places because I don't want to be discriminated against. Discrimination is all over the world through... but then again I don't want to be closed-minded."
"What do you mean?" He said opening up his eyes slightly and looked at you.
"I mean, I know that there are many dangerous people in the world and everything but I still want to see what's out there. Meet new people and exploring new places I have never been to before. I see it through social media and everything but just imagine experiencing it in real life."
Ray had a thoughtful facial expression on his face and nodded. "Yeah, I understand that. I want to do the same but then again I have so much work to do."
"But you're the boss, you can always take a vacation for yourself, you know."
"There are many possibilities out there. You just have to take a risk sometimes," you said looking at him with a small smile.
"Yeah, that's what my mom told me," he said calmly.
"Is... is that how she met your dad?"
"Yeah, she did."
You stopped what you were doing and looked at him with an 'awed' expression. "Do you remember how they met or anything? Like any stories?"
The room was quiet for a couple of minutes and you regretted that you even brought up the subject. But Ray was starting to ease up to you the more closer the both of you got so he didn't mind.
"They met when they were younger. Kids even. It was a cliche childhood love story..."
"Ahhh," you hummed.
"Yeah. My mom was head over hills for him when they first met and he was for her.... she got pregnant with me when she was just a teenager," he looked up in thought trying to remember her age. "She was either 18 or 19 years old..."
"Oh..." you said softly. You placed your cheek on your palm, listening to him intently. You were aware of a little bit of information from his background on Krone but you just wanted to hear it from him yourself.
"Yeah, but it didn't last for long though. The peacefulness between them I mean."
"Can I ask.. what happened?"
"My grandma figured out about it, my mom's mom, and she would do dirty things behind their backs and she tried to push her away from him. She seen my dad as if he was a bad person, he was bad for her. And I guess... she just wasn't having it."
"Mmhmm... I guess she was coming up with any way to separate them. It made her real pissed when she found out he had got her knocked up. But she went too far... She started coming up with lies and things, feeding them to him. And then one day she told him straight to his face that she no longer wanted him around...
I guess he just got up and left, going back to where he came from, to Italy or wherever he went."
A stoic look decorated his features as he thought hard on everything.
"Do you think that he stopped loving her?"
"No. No, I don't think so but he stopped fighting against my grandma. He just left when she made it clear that he wasn't welcomed... But what I don't understand is why... why would he? If he loved her, why did he stopped coming to us? I mean, I understand that she didn't want him there but there could've been away for him to at least contact us... to let us know that he's still there with us, but he just left," he mumbled.
You sat there taken in everything.
He held a saddened look with pain in his eyes as he stared up at the ceiling.
"Maybe something happened. He probably lost contact with you, I'm sure if he's the type of person you said he is he tried to reach out to the both of you- something must've had come up in the way..," you said trying to lighten up his mood.
"I don't know. I feel like that's an excuse. If I loved someone I would've come up with any way to see them again, at least be in contact with them."
You pursed your lips to the side and look down at the smooth surface of the black wooden polished desk.
You didn't know what to or what not to say. You were afraid to say the wrong thing. After all, you didn't want to make him more upset than he was.
He looked back at you with a calm expression.
"What about you?" He said staring at you with his cold dark black orbs.
"Me?" You raised your eyebrows and relaxed them. You felt your face heat up. "I don't know what I would do honestly... but I do know for one thing. Whoever I'm in love with I will always check up on them and make sure they're alright. Knowing that they are alright will make me happy in a sense and will give me peace of mind..." you said picking up a pen that was placed on his desk, wiggling it around with your thumb and index finger.
He looked at you with an unreadable expression and looked away from you.
"That's good to hear... That person will be lucky to have you then," Ray said.
The both of you sat there in quietness, listening to the water trickle down below into the small pool as it seeps down into an unknown place, preventing it from overflowing.
"But.. you already know who I'm attracted to," you said more to yourself than to him. But he heard you. He sat in his spot with a small frown and closed his eyes.
"I wish I can help you with what you're going through but that's only if you let me..," you said softly looking at him. "I probably can't do much but I'm willing to try because I care for you."
You look at the top of the table with a sad look just thinking about how frustrating everything was for him and yourself but more on his end because you were left in the dark on everything.
"I care for you too..."
You looked up with a shocked look that slowly went to awe.
"Huh? You... do."
He opened his eyes and looked back to you before sitting up with his hair moving along.
"Yeah... I do it's just. I don't think I can be there for you like how I would want to, Y/n... I don't think we will work," he grumbled before running his hands through his hair.
The both of you sat in silence once again with a tense aura not know what to say to one another.
"But... how would you know unless we try?" You say up slowly looking at him with soft eyes.
"We have to wait, not now," he said with a pained look.
You nodded in understanding and smiled. He got up from his chair and made his way over to you at his desk before kneeling slightly while looking up at you while you sat in the chair.
He grabbed your hands in his and kissed your knuckles gently.
"I'll wait for you, " you said with a foreign feeling filling up your heart.
"And I'll be there waiting," he said with a caring smile.