One Kind Act - Happy x Binkk

It had been years since Kaden had taken the subway system from his London home to his work's location. Hell, it's been years since he took the subway anywhere. Now a days, it was rare for the great Kaden Dorian to be seen on any sort of public transport, but yet there he was, sitting on the most public of public transportation, between an elder woman who had come on a few stops after him and an empty seat. He almost lost track of what stop he had to get off at several times when people would move around. It wasn't that he had forgotten about the public transportation, but more so that he had no reason to ever use it. His private driver knew the streets of London better than any cab driver could and knew exactly what streets were perfect at what time of day. But today, his gut told him to make the change, at least on the ride home.

The owner of Delusion, the top computer company in the world, never tried to let his fame get to his head. Sure, he had his face plastered to nearly every advertising deal his company brought forth, much to his dislike, but the world knew his name. Computer geniuses would die to work for him company, women would claw each other senseless to get onto his arm. The twenty-nine year old billionaire did his very best to keep his personal life away from his business, but the media worked in horrible ways. No matter how much he tried, he never had a moment to himself. For once though, no one seemed to recognize him. It wasn't even as if Kaden had tried to do anything different with himself. He wore the same long, black peacoat he always did with a proper custom made black suit. There was a bit of dark scruff on the bottom of his chin, showing the dedication he had to his work over his looks at that very moment, which meant something big was coming out soon to those who cared. As his eyes scanned the people around him, he noticed his popular symbol on the back of people's cellular phones, laptops, whatever sort of technology they thought they needed at that moment. He himself had his phone sitting in his hand, resting lightly on the edge of his knee. It wasn't until then that the odd, familiar sound caught his ear and he turned his head to look in it's direction.

At the very end of the car sat a woman that Kaden swore wasn't there minutes earlier. As soon as he laid eyes on her, he took notice of everything around her; her bag, the distressed way she held her body. Kaden couldn't help but feel as if she had given up on everything she once had. She wasn't about to go anywhere to kill herself, no she had her things with her. Perhaps she was going to run away? The woman looked a bit too tall to be a simple teenager running away from her family. Perhaps a lover? Or more like ex-lover. Either way, Kaden gave the car another slow sweep with his eyes, hoping to see who the woman might be hiding from, but no one looked to want to associate with her. The dark haired man, without another thought, rose to his feet and made the slow trek down the car to the nearest seat to the broken woman. He took it and watched her for a minute before reaching into his jacket pocket and pulling out a clean linen handkerchief, offering it to the woman.

"It's clean," he told her softly, leaning slightly closer to make sure he could feel it brushing against her leg. His voice was calm, just loud enough to be heard over the clacking of the subway's wheels against the track. It was the same one he used to convince even the most dedicated members of the challenger to switch to his company or brand and it never failed him in the past. He could only hope the woman took advantage of his offered kindness. He paused with a short thought: there was nothing worse than needing a clean object and getting a dirty one. Or worse, a drug-laced one. He might want to assure her he wasn't going to kidnap her. "I swear. Practically brand new."

Kaden held up his hand to stop the woman. "Keep it. You need it more than I do." He wasn't criticizing the woman or attempting to make fun of her in anyway, he was just telling her his most basic opinion, she needed it, he didn't. He was on his way home and the chances of needing such an item were slim at this point in the day. The man's bright hazel eyes slid down Sarah's cowering figure before he shifted his shoulder slightly, turning slightly towards her to block the others from her view. They didn't matter and were only making things worse when they stood idly by while the woman was clearly in some sort of trouble. Just the idea of that pulled at Kaden's mind, frustrating him to no end. But he kept a calm face in front of the woman, choosing it was more important to pay attention to her.

"You weren't too terribly loud. The train car was taking care of covering a good bit of the sound. But something's obviously bothering you," he pointed out, gesturing towards her bags with a finger. "Trying to run away by any chance? Because I could offer you some beautiful spots for you to see on your journey." That was the best attempt the dark haired man could make to be cheerful at a time like this. He had been in her apparently spot one too many times to simply brush her off after he had offered to help her, even in the slightest. He felt the need to stay with her for as long as he could. Until either she left the train or he did.

Shoot, he forgot his stop again. That's what he gets for looking away from the man. It had probably passed by now anyway, so he'd simply wait for it to come around again, or eventually call his driver. That was all for a later time; he had this woman to focus on for now. The gentle smile he had on began to fade as he took another look over Sarah. "It's something else, isn't it." She was far too distressed for a grown woman to simply be running away. "If you'd like, I can listen. I won't tell a soul and it'll keep you from getting stared at by the old lady across the car."

A baby? Kaden could feel her story harshly tugging at his heart. He had heard that same story once before, but it wasn't until the idea of a baby that he really paid attention to what she was saying and that made him truly care more than what a stranger should want to do. He had comments, a way to help assure her she wasn't lost or alone in the world. There were people who were willing to help her, if she looked in the right places, and people who did care and were ready to show that they did. It wasn't until the woman properly introduced herself that Kaden responded for the first time. He shook her hand with a gentle smile. "Kaden," he responded, leaving his last name out of the picture for now. "Just Kaden's fine." He could tell by the look on her face that she knew exactly who he was but simply couldn't match a name with his face.

"It's not foolish though," he added just before his voice faltered at the raise of her eyebrow. Sarah went through the same thing that everyone did. 'Do I know you? No of course not. But you're just so familiar.' It was a normal cycle that the company head was used to by now. Outside of the work place or surrounded by cameras, it was rare for anyone to realize who he was on the first glance, even the second for some. He was about to assure Sarah that she hadn't lost her mind, that he got that same reaction often, but the train began to slow into the next station.

Kaden looked outside before turning towards the woman just in time for her to stand and cross over to the door. He paused for a moment before standing as well, moving to join her out on the platform. He knew he wouldn't be able to rest that night knowing that Sarah was left alone, most likely struggling to find a place to stay the knight. He refused to let it happen without insisting that he help. He followed her out and put his hand on her shoulder, looking her over for a brief moment. "Please, let me help you," he offered. Slowly, he removed his hand and held it out for one of the bags. "At least for the night. I have a spare room that you may use. After all, you never know what hotels are open. And a woman in your position shouldn't be wandering out too late."

The woman, despite every sense, seemed to only want to go against what he was offering. Kaden remained still, looking for an opening to use or some sort of sign of a weakness, but in the end they were harder to find that that moment than he thought. He dropped his hand to his side, tucking it calmly into the pocket of his jacket with a calm nod. "If you insist," he agreed and glanced towards the tracks as the train pulled away. Slowly, he let out a hum of defeat, knowing he was stuck on the platform with a woman he had only just met, waiting for a train that who knew how long it would take to return to that stop. His eyes narrowed slightly as a new idea began to come into play in his mind, giving him yet another use for the technology his company was known for.

He wasted no time pulling the sleek black phone from his pocket, scanning over the screen before his thumb began to perform a familiar dance over the hidden keyboard. His latest bits of technology were always reserved for him and those closest to him, even before they've been released. He was careful not to use the items in public, but in a situation such as this, it was needed. He doubted Sarah would have made a big deal over it, and if nothing else, it would help her connect the pieces before things got too far.

"Well, at least let my driver take you to a hotel then," he requested, almost demanding at least that much from the woman in front of him. "I've missed my train so I'll have to call him to give me a lift. If nothing else it would keep you from walking." He lifted his eyes to Sarah's with a knowing look. "A pregnant woman shouldn't be walking more than needed." If nothing else, she couldn't argue with that logic. She may not have been that far into her pregnancy, but it was a risk she wouldn't want to take no matter what else happened to her that day. "He'll be here within minutes." Kaden slid the phone back into his pocket and smiled at the woman, as if he was giving her no option but to pick his offer.

Kaden couldn't help but crack a larger smile at Sarah's comment. Most people did have his brand of phone, even to the point where the other companies gave up, giving him an almost perfect monopoly, which was quickly stretching to other types of tech. Having something to relate to, even if it was something as basic as a phone brand. But it was a good start for them. Again, she didn't give him a chance to answer, but he didn't seem to mind. He picked up one of the suitcases and followed Sarah towards the escalators, standing behind her with a step between the two of them. He set his hand on the railing while his eyes focused on the ground above them, listening to what follow up questions the woman had for him.

Again, he smiled and glanced towards her, his hazel eyes matching with hers with a slight joy hidden deep within. "I had that same question asked earlier today," he admitted, drumming his fingers lightly on the moving railing beside him. "Something told me it would be a good idea. And I'm quite glad I did." His smile slowly turned into a smirk as he stepped off the moving staircase and walked towards the sleak black and silver town car parked against the clear sidewalk several feet from the entrance of the subway station. There was a properly uniformed driver waiting outside of the Rolls-Royce who, with a smile, opened the back suicide-style doors before crossing towards the trunk and popping it open.

"Evening, sir," he greeted. "You needed me anyway?"

Kaden handed him the bag and moved around the door to take a seat. "Don't mock me, Andrew," he half-scolded with a hidden smile playing on his lips. "If you wouldn't mind, Miss Williams will need a ride to a hotel, if you wouldn't mind. She insists on finding one for the night."

The blonde looked at Sarah as he took the bag from her, almost confused by the idea. "Not taking Mr Dorian up on his offer?" he questioned, guessing that the man had already offered a space in his own home. "He has a beautiful home." With that, he continued as he was instructed, closing the back and offering his hand out to help Sarah into the empty seat in the back of the car. "Any place you'd like to try first then, ma'am?"

As soon as Kaden entered the car, he slid to the side, flipping the back cushion in front of him to reveal a computer screen, which he pressed several buttons on. Andrew took his seat in the front and began to pull away from the curb, leaving the two in the back to their private, screen blocked conversation. He started in the direction of the address, giving his passengers a smooth ride towards their destination. Although Kaden had his eyes on the screen, he smiled as Sarah's comments and her final complement. Smoothly, he curled his finger back towards his hand and glanced at the woman beside him, slowly giving her a smile. "I'd do more, if you'd let me," he admitted. "Really. You'd get a free place to stay for the night, no strings attached." He turned back to the screen and pressed a few buttons before flipping the cushion around again and sitting back in a more comfortable position.

"As for you question, this car is quite easy to point out." He waved his hand towards the front of the vehicle. "The subway is the last thing most would expect I would take. And some times I enjoy taking the relaxing ride. No work, no contact, just a quiet ride." He reached beside him and lowered the arm rest, revealing a small computer mouse-like device, but also a place for him to rest his arm. "While my car is quicker, I sometimes like to change things up." He looked towards the woman next to him calmly. "Is the subway a normal route for you?"

The man glanced down towards their hands before he smiled and looked back up to watch her. He didn't rebel or argue when she pulled away, describing his situation calmly to her. He took a careful note that she was in fact loosening up, even if just slightly, but enough to make their conversation more worth having, as she was opening up to him, even slightly. Andrew pulled right up to the curb of the hotel, getting out to open the door for her and waiting outside as she dashed inside. Kaden flipped the computer screen around once more and began to pull up several websites for hotels in the area, cutting back on their time as much as possible.

By the time Sarah returned to the car, looking quite defeated, Kaden had run his search and was sipping calmly at a bottle of water. He glanced towards her and waited until Andrew was back inside the car before he shook his head. "That's booked as well," he informed her. "It's late and in the perfect season for people to visit. Most hotels are either sold out or will be out of openings soon." He reached forward to the space between the two front seats and withdrew a small, cool bottle, offering it out to his guest. "I just ran a check of the hotels while you were inside. I'm afraid your options are running thin if you'd like to even think about having a place to stay." It was already getting later in the day and hotels were filling quickly with small families, couples and business people visiting the city for work.

"I take that back, there's a motel or two on the edge of the city that are open." He turned his hazel eyes to look at Sarah. "But as a gentleman, I refuse to let you stay at such a place. I doubt you would argue with me if you saw the state of the rooms." Kaden slowly raised an eyebrow, twisting the top back onto his own bottle.

With any other person, Kaden would have been careful to offer his own home to her, but Sarah seemed innocent enough and her baby would appreciate it later in his life when he didn't have to stay on the streets. He listened to her rambling, unable to hide the smile he gave her in response to what she was saying. "Don't worry about any of this, Sarah," he told her, giving her hand its own gentle squeeze. With his opposite hand, he reached over to the arm rest, pressing one of the buttons to call his driver's attention. "Miss Williams has agreed to use my spare room for the night. If you wouldn't mind taking us back to the house." There was a short moment of silence before Andrew's voice came back with a simple agreement of "no problem." The dark haired man sat back with a soft sigh, his own eyes trailing to the world outside of the car.

"May I ask what your job is?" he questioned, looking back to Sarah, attempting to make their car ride less awkward than it could be. His free hand drummed a light beat on his leg as he felt the car turn a corner. His eyes flashed to the window behind his guest before looking back at her. He wasn't completely sure he knew where he was, but it was getting closer to the downtown area. There were growing advertisements for his competitors merchandise as they attempted to compete with what his own company was putting out and there were even a few shots of his own logo plastered on the windows of tech shops, advertising they sold his latest gadgets inside. While Kaden was never one to flaunt what he had in other people's faces, he knew what he could afford and he wasn't about to cheap out just because someone else would get offended by him using his money how he wanted. "There's no rush for you to leave until you've found a perfect spot to move to and I could arrange for you to have a driver as well, if you didn't want to spend the money on the Tube. I would imagine that would get expensive after a bit."

the best he could do now was distract Sarah from looking back out the windows and noticing any of the advertisements. That might only throw her into a further slump if she realized who she was in the car with. But something about her told him she wasn't one that was completely into technology. Her comment about his phone was one of the clues to that, but who knew at her work place who might have been. And it wasn't like Kaden had a true moment to himself. There always seemed to be cameras flashing around him outside of his work and his face was on several important magazines at that point in time. But the last thing he wanted was to frighten her back into the shell he seemed to be cracking her out of.

A school teacher? Well there's someone Kaden hadn't met for a few years. He hadn't run into a school teacher since he left university six years ago. There wasn't anything wrong with that, in his mind, but it wasn't the type of person he was used to working with. But he knew what it meant; Sarah had to be a kind, patient woman would could put up with a lot before she snapped. In short, she would be a wonderful mother. "Nothing you can't handle though," he agreed with a smile. "I doubt your work will punish you for having a child. Most schools are understanding, are they not?" He glanced out his window as they began to leave the middle of the city and head towards his home. He lived in the calmer, northern area of the city were several people much like him, all begging the press for their privacy, protecting their homes with large gates just to keep onlookers out. Kaden hated it most days, but he knew it was better to look like a money-flaunting asshole then have the media at his door every morning when he woke up.

He watched as the buildings began to grow more scarce, signalling they were getting closer. But their conversation continued and Kaden paid just as much attention now as he did in the very beginning. "I'm the owner of a large company," he told her with a smile. "We probably help in your classrooms, I'd imagine." It didn't seem as if she was about to guess any time soon. Kaden assumed he should stop teasing her. "The Delusion company is getting quite large after all. I know we've donated to many schools in the area." The car turned again then stopped as the sound of an opening gate filled the air around them. The man looked out his window and smiled slightly as he withdrew his phone. "I have a few rooms you can pick from, depending on where you'd like to stay in the house," he informed her, pressing a few buttons on the screen before returning it to his pocket.

The car drove up the driveway, pulling towards the house as it began to slide into the view from Sarah's window. It looked almost brand new with a Victorian design to it, complete with decorative rock trim on the outer walls. Andrew pulled around to the front of the house and moved to open the doors once again, letting Sarah out to see the home in all of it's glory. Kaden exited through his own door and crossed around the back of the vehicle to join his guest, taking the lead as he stepped onto the large wrap around porch. "Tessa can help you with the bags, Andrew," he instructed as a side thought, opening the front door. "Take them upstairs and Miss Williams will decide on her room."

The amount of gushing and thanks he was getting from the woman was highly entertaining, not to mention sweet. Internally, he was chuckling to himself, wondering just how long she could go before she decided it would be too much. Kaden wasn't making fun of her or mocking her in anyway, he just found it somewhat adorable what she was doing and how excited she was about the whole thing. For him, it was just nice to have a woman in the car who wasn't trying to get into his pants even ten seconds. Sarah seemed to have a mind that worked in her head and she seemed to be ready to use it however she needed too, even if it was just for more 'thank yous' and amazed looks. They were quite adorable and the man didn't mind them one bit.

Followed Sarah up the stairs, Kaden began to remove his jacket, leaving it hand over the railing for Tessa to pick up when she had the chance. His staff was good about doing their job to its full extent to a point where it got annoying for the man to live around. But he wouldn't trade them for the world. They were perfect in every way and made his life that much better. Otherwise he would be in his home alone and have no one to assist him with his work outside of the office. He continued to follow his guest, lightly nudging her away from the closed double doors at the top of the stairs. "My room would be behind those doors," he told her, gesturing towards them. "You however, may pick from this room," he began, pointing into the open door across from the double. "Or one of the two across the way."

He opened a door along the wall to expose a large media room, complete with a built in flat screen television, plush seating and several other devices, all of the latest and his favourite technology. "This is the media room, open to your use for as long as your visit may be. All the latest and greatest can be found inside." He stepped back until he reached the railing and tucked his hands deep into the pockets of his pants. "You have all night to explore. Just let Tessa know when you've found a room. I'll leave you to it while I get out of this suit." He stood up and smiled sweetly before starting towards the closed double doors. "Enjoy yourself," he added with a small turn towards her as he cracked the door open.

"Good evening, Kaden," a fluid, robotic voice chimed as the door opened. He seemed to ignore it and gestured towards one of the loft rooms. "They happen to be the most private. And the baths are to die for." He slide inside his room with a short "good evening, Martha" before clothing the door behind him, leaving Sarah to wander as she pleased. Tessa had brought her bags upstairs by now and was casually setting them down with a smile. Kaden had nothing to worry about as long as his staff was there. If Sarah were to try anything, they were loyal to their death to the man and would stop her at any cost.

As soon as Kaden shut his bedroom door, the voice began to pester him with questions about his day at work, demanding that he respond to the latest emails in his inbox and reminding him of what he had to do before he could go to bed that night. The man let it happen, but was only paying half attention to the 'woman'. He stripped himself of his tie and jacket, tossing them onto the foot of his bed to put away later before his experienced hands worked the buttons of his shirt free on the way to his large closet. He took out a simple change of clothing and wasted no time getting out of his work clothes. He reentered his bedroom and took a seat on the small bench resting at the foot of his bed. Unlike the rest of his Neo-victorian home, Kaden's room was far more modern, with light browns and warm red colours spread throughout the room, a huge difference from the stark white and crisp black designs of his workplace.

Eventually the droning on became too much and he silenced his robotic assistant. "Please Martha, relax. I'll get it done, just stop instructing me, will you?" The robot went silent, meaning she was beginning to pout. Kaden sighed and laid back against his bed with a soft hum before he stood up. "Alright, continue. But slow down." The voice picked up again and the man slid his phone into his pants pocket. He took care of several pieces of pressing business before leaving his room.

From outside in the hall, the same robotic voice began to move, sounding as if it came from speakers placed above the ceiling. Kaden could be heard speaking in the same muffled volume, slowly growing closer as he stepped up onto the loft platform by Sarah's borrowed room. "I'll deal with it tomorrow," he informed the voice before it huffed, just like a frustrated woman would. "Good night then, Kaden," it finished angrily before the hallway went silent. There was nothing for a few minutes, but soon Kaden stepped forward and approached the open door, lightly knocking on it.

"Very nice pick," he commented, glancing around the room. It was the most simple of the rooms, but it matched Sarah's personality perfectly from what he had seen. Kaden took the chance to change and was now wearing a pair of blue jeans and a crisp white button-up shirt, much like the one he had on during the day. He hadn't bothered to shave yet, but the tired look in his eyes he had hid all day was slowly beginning to show as he began to relax inside of his home. "I believe my sister designed this room. She's always enjoyed the rose colour." He gestured towards the walls slightly and leaned against the door frame. His eyes continued to travel around the room, taking it in as if he hadn't bothered to look inside for a while.

The man stepped inside only to shake his head. "No, you enjoy it. I'm not much of a tea drinker." He approached the table and stopped behind one of the chairs, looking over the small set up Tessa had brought upstairs. "My sister needed a room for her college's final project and I had recently moved in." His eyes danced around the room before finally landing on his guest with a small smile. He finally had a chance to take a look at Sarah, just enough to notice what she happened to be wearing. The jacket hid her figure, as all always did, but now that it was removed, he looked at just how her body was built. She certainly looked like a school teacher and although she didn't look like the normal woman who would try to sneak into his home, there wasn't a thing wrong with that. It was a nice change to have a woman who wasn't attempting to get into his bed every few minutes.

"Where is the school you work at?" he asked, glancing back towards the table. While Kaden rarely drank tea, the smell was sweet and was even tempted to try some later on that night. "And are you getting hungry? Tessa is a wonderful cook as well, if you'd like dinner."