Thread: 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.