General RP Damnit, He’s Hot! (Firestarter)

[RhysTheFirebird]

Kalin squeaks, grabbing Derek’s arm and swings himself in front of the other, “Derek, wait-“

 

[Firestarter]

"Why?! So you can try to give some excuse as to why you were kissing someone else?!" Derek growls.

He grits his teeth and side steps past Kalin before slipping on his helmet and climbing onto his bike. The motorcycle roars to life as Derek gives Kalin one last sad glance before peeling out of the parking lot.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Kalin shakes his head, biting his lip. He stares after Derek, wrapping his arms around himself, “Fucking hell. . .” He rushes back inside and gets his stuff, pulling at his hair slightly. He closes his eyes and sends Derek a text, hoping he’d at least read it. I’m sorry. I tried to tell him no, but he insisted. I wasn’t thinking. I wanna talk about this.

He walks back outside, slumping back against the wall and looking up.

 

[Firestarter]

The driver pulls the car up in front of Kalin with a gentle smile and nods his head for Kalin to climb into the car.

Derek drives at a dangerous speed back to his house, screeching the bike to a stop just in front of the garage and storms inside.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Kalin climbs into the car, “My apartment, please.” He whispers, tapping his phone against his thigh nervously.

 

[Firestarter]

The driver nods and heads towards Kalin's apartment before glancing in the rearview mirror. "Would you like to pick up your bag from Derek's home sir?"

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Kalin hesitates and then nods, “Yeah. . .” He mumbles, leaning back.

 

[Firestarter]

The driver nods and turns to head back to Derek's home. As the car pulls into the drive way, Kalin's bag is already sitting outside of the front door with a note rested gently on the top.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Kalin whines softly and climbs out, picking up his bag and looking at the note.

 

[Firestarter]

The note was short and said The driver will take you back home. I'll see you at work tomorrow as normal, Mr. Kalin. Make sure everything in my schedule is prepared and sent to my email as soon as you get into the office. Have a wonderful night Mr. Kalin.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

(It would be Mr. Rorena)

Kalin shakes his head, gripping the paper in his hand. Fucking hell. He closes his eyes and climbs back into the car, dead silent. He stares down into his lap, shifting slightly.

 

[Firestarter]

(My bad! Completely forgot!)

The driver gives Kalin a sympathetic smile before backing the car out and heading towards Kalin's apartment.

Back inside of the house, Derek sits on the edge of the bed in his basement on the bed heaving heavy breaths while resting his elbow on his knees as he tries to fight back the tears he so desperately wants to shed. "Fuck....why? ARRRRGH!" Derek screams in anger and pain as the image of Kalin kissing the other man circles in his head.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Kalin climbs out of the car and goes up to his apartment, kicking his shoes off and into the kitchen as he goes to his bed, flopping down and curling up. Atari jumps up next to him, purring and rubbing against him. He pets her absently, staring at the wall and huffing. After gods knew how long, he fell into a restless sleep, Stary curled up beside him.

 

[Firestarter]

The next day, Derek fights through his workout with a stronger determination than before. He honestly pushes it too far as he tries to vent out his frustration through lifting weights and manages to hurt his shoulder slightly. "Damnit!" After showering and struggling to get dressed, Derek climbs into the car and heads to the office.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Kalin huffed softly, getting to work early and sitting in his desk chair. He stares at his moister, the screen dark and off. He sighs softly, closing his eyes and laying his head on the desk.

 

[Firestarter]

Derek walks into the office with his hands stuffed into his pockets while his hair is slightly messy from the drive over. He pushes his fingers through his hair as he approaches his office. He sees Kalin resting at his desk and huffs quietly. "Good morning. Have you sent over the email of my schedule yet?" His voice was stern and professional, having lost the small hint of happiness that it used to hold.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Kalin doesn’t respond, waving his hand slightly. He opens his eyes, staring at the floor beneath him and doesn’t lift his head from the desk.

 

[Firestarter]

Derek sighs and shakes his head before walking into his office and roughly closing the door behind himself.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Kalin squeaks softly, flinching and slowly sitting up. He turns his computer on and sends the schedule to Derek before dropping his head back down onto his desk.

 

[Firestarter]

Derek remains in his office for almost the entire day. He even has other employees bring him some of the paperwork and reports he needed instead of asking Kalin for it.

Once it hits 1:30 in the afternoon, Derek finally leaves his office and glances down at Kalin with a hint of pain in his eyes before walking to the breakroom alone.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Kalin was bored, and had resorted to mindlessly playing some stupid game on his phone. Though not even that was making him feel better. He huffs, and slouches down in his seat, grumbling softly.

 

[Firestarter]

Derek stands alone in the breakroom for a while as he tries to remain calm. He wanted to break down and show Kalin just how badly he was hurt, but he knew it wouldn't do anything.

After a while Derek returns and passes Kalin's desk as quickly as possible.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Kalin looks up, “Derek—“

 

[Firestarter]

Derek stops and closes his eyes tightly before turning and facing Kalin, avoiding eye contact. "Yes Mr. Rorena?"

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Kalin swallows, “Don’t— Don’t do this. . .” He whispers.

 

[Firestarter]

Derek clears his throat softly and looks off to the side as tears brim his eyes. "Please make sure you complete your work as always Mr. Rorena....." Derek turns and looks at the floor as he enters his office and closes the door.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Kalin shudders, staring after Derek. He wanted to explain, to apologize and the man wouldn’t even look at him. He lets out a soft whine, turning away and standing. He’d already completed his work, and fuck staying here. He sighs heavily and clocks out, going down the stairs and into the garage. He unlocks his car and just sits in his seat, staring at his hands on the wheel.

 

[Firestarter]

Derek remained in his office for a while longer as he sobbed quietly in privacy. He didn't know what to do now that Kalin was just his assistant again. He would've thrown everything away for the other in a heart beat, but now...how could he even trust that Kalin would be his and not go off with someone else? After finally getting his emotions under control, Derek heads out of the office and walks out to the front of the building to get some fresh air before walking to his car.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Kalin starts his car, tapping his thumbs on the wheel and pulling from his parking space. He looks around before leaving the garage. He decides to go home, instead of going out like he normally would. He pulls into the parking spot. He goes up and flops back into bed, huffing.

 

[Firestarter]

Once Derek got home, he looked through his phone at the few photos he had of Kalin, some of which that made him laugh a little since Kalin looked so grumpy in them. Soon his laughs turned to sobs again as he threw his phone to the side and curled around a pillow, wishing it was Kalin.

After a week of this same cycle, things only felt more painful for Derek. He wanted closure but was too worried about bringing Kalin back to his place. He didn't want to argue, he just wanted an explanation. He finished his normal morning routine and got dressed slowly as he noticed his shirt was a little tighter than normal due to his larger muscles. He had been working out even more after losing Kalin to help fight the pain.