France was on his way back to his office after having lunch with some possible investor on the newly opened restaurant a few blocks away from his office. He had his eyes close as he was already from the paperwork's he handled before the lunch. The ride back to his office was quiet as usual as his driver doesn't speak that much. He only opened his eyes when he felt the vehicle stopped moving.
The door opened after a while. He walked outside wasting no time and did not pay the driver any attention. The sun was high up and the heat radiating from it was starting to irritate his skin. He walked towards the main entrance of the building. The guard saw him and immediately opened the door while saying his greetings. France only nodded and went inside.
As he strutted down the hallway, employees who saw him either bowed their heads for greetings while some fluttered their lashes. He did not pay them any mind and went into the elevator. No one was with him as everyone who was supposed to go up got out. He was known to be a terror in handling business thus some people fear him. A ding was heard, and the elevator door opened.
He walked straight where his office was and slammed the door shut as soon as he got in. He slowly walked towards his table while also loosening his tie. Sighing, he plopped unto his chair and laid his head on the table. He was tired despite him always having to work every day.
Maybe because he struggles to sleep at night, or maybe because, he didn't eat much this morning, or maybe because of the fact that he does not like the job he's in. That his father pushed and pressured him to it. His mind was swirling with thoughts up until a knock on his door was heard.
"Come in." He stated firmly. By the time that the door was pushed open, he was already in a formal composure.
"How was your lunch with the Lim's?" His assistant Daniel queried.
"Just like any other." He stated lazily. Daniel has been working for him for as long as he can recall to his first day on the company as the new CEO. Daniel is also his childhood buddy to whom he grew up with. They did everything together and Daniel was with him throughout the ups and downs of his life.
Especially during THAT time. Daniel chuckled and placed a warm glass with tea that was made with herbs.
"I knew you would say that. Have this." France took the teacup and moved it close to his lips. The weird taste of liquid embraced his taste buds but as soon as the liquid started to slide down his throat, he felt refreshed and of ease. He placed the teacup back on the table and plopped back lazily on his chair.
"Thanks."
"That's all I get?" Daniel jokingly said. The other throw a dangerous glare to him but he just laughed.
"Take some rest. You have a meeting tonight. I'll tell the staffs that you are not available." David stated while taking back the cup. He walked towards the door and got outside. As soon as France was left alone, he laid his head on the table and started to doze off into his slumber. His mind was about to doze off when the image of the boy he tumbled upon with on the restaurant appeared on his mind, so clear as if he was there.
France remembered being the bathroom and while walking out, he was dusting his tux and then he bumped with someone. At first, his reaction would normally sue the person or yell at the person but as soon as his eyes came to meet the person in front of him. His breath was taken away from him. The boy was shorter than him, he was dressed formally and had gray hair. He never met someone with gray hair before. The boy looked startled and pissed at the same time.
When their eyes met, his dark orbs came in contrast the boy's blue one. His face was very gorgeous that it left France speechless. He didn't know what to say or how to act thus he just chose to leave the pretty boy behind. He somehow regretted not apologizing to the boy as he looked very flustered and it seem as if he felt a lot of pain as France was a lot stronger and his built was much more than that of the boy.
He leaned back on his chair, his mind filled with the person he bumped into the restaurant. Not that he was gay or held interest to the person, no of course not. He just wants to be friends with that person in a brotherly way. Something inside France wanted him to go and protect the boy but he also does not know how to.
Heck why would he? They're practically strangers and he wants to protect him? France chuckled at the thought. He tried to look at some things, but his mind was occupied by the gray-haired boy. Somehow, he wanted to meet him again and apologize for being an asshole but then again, he doesn't know how. He's known for being a person who does not bow down to anyone. And now he's thinking as to how he should apologize to a boy who he just stumbled upon.
The whole afternoon, where France should be resting, he was wondering and thinking about the person he bumped into that he did not notice the Sun setting down, the stars starting to show their glimmer, or the fact that he was staring at the horizon for who knows how long.
Something about that person intrigued France. Which happens very rarely. He barely acknowledges important people and now he thinks he is interested at that person. Not in a romantic way of course. He is not a clown, he thinks.