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taeyamayang · 2 years

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plot roulette!

ship: ranhoya (ran haitani and smiley kawata)

7, 42, and 4

thank you in advance and i hope you enjoy writing

a/n: thank you for joining the event! this is my first time writing for ranhoya so i hope i gave them both justice through this drabble 😩

• ran haitani x smiley kawata; slow burn enemies to lovers, eventual mutual pining, abrupt time skip to established relationship (if dont do it, this will end up in a full-length one shot lol), aged up

• "Their friends dare them to kiss a stranger at midnight and they are just tipsy enough to actually do it."

• major character death

warning: drinking, A LOT of cursing, barely edited 🤡

it's midnight.

druken-hazy vision, alcohol reeking breaths, and a cheering crowd. ran cannot tell time at his current state but the loud explosion of fireworks coloring the grey sky lets him know that another year has passed.

yet, he's drunk again.

fuck the auspicious aunties who advise people on welcoming a new year with a healthy state of mind as to attract luck and good health. his life can not get any better. he's stuck in an abyss, a loop he cannot get out of. he's meant to live a dull life.

"ran." the boy next to him elbows him. he sits with his body leaning forward, eyes searching for his. ran blinks to adjust his blurry vision and brows furrowing in the process. when he catches a familiar sight, a lazy smile tugs on his mouth.

"ah, rin." ran slaps his brother's back as a greeting as he lets out an airy breath.

their peers begin to settle back in their seats after watching the fireworks by the window at the old bar they arr staying at. customers come from different underprivileged communities and many of them are members of various gangs in Tokyo and nearby cities. hence, it's no surprise when they stumble upon enemies and associates.

"let's do another round." a female, whose name he cannot recall, from the group declares.

rin nudges his brother as a way to ask if he wants to be included in the next round. nonetheless, ran nonchalantly nods at his brother, waving a hand in the air as if saying, "whatever you want."

the stupid teenage game is the least of his problem. if he fails to do the dare, he doesn't mind taking a shot. he's taken countless shots tonight so what's another few before he knocks out?

the bottle spins at the center table where everyone sits around. ran tries to focus on the bottle but his own vision spins by the look of it. hence, he shakes his head off in an attempt to reset his eyes and before he could dart his focus back to the bottle everyone begins to cheer.

"ranny boooy it's your turn."

"can you do it? you look fucking wasted, bro."

"you'll die of liver failure before the year ends."

"truth or dare?"

he can't refute the comments thrown at him as the alcohol in his veins get the best of him. fuck this stupid game and fuck new year celebration, ran curses under his breath as he keeps his head low.

once lifts his heavy chin up, he spits. "dare."

a series of ooh's and remarks on how brave he is for choosing dare despite his unruly state clatters within the circle but ran did not pay attention any of it.

"kiss a stranger." someone from the circle says.

of course, it has to be this. it is a belief that the first person you kiss on new year's day is the person you will love for the rest of your life but ran does not believe in any of those as much as the others. he has given up on love ever since he was young. his parents were not a great example and his violent peers only worsen it. love is for everyone but him.

hence, without much thought ran jolts up. he balances on his two feet before approaching the first person he laid his eyes on. unfortunately for the boy sitting on a stool by the bar counter he is ran's apple of the eye for tonight.

ran taps the boy's shoulder and the latter whips his head at the gesture. to his surprise, the boy appears to have a young face but their age may not be too far from each other. he holds a smile that charms people in, an aura he could never have. it's enchanting in a way to see a person with no traces of a hard life is seen at this shabby place. he doesn't fit here so why is he here?

"excuse me?" he pulls him back to reality. ran pathetically blinks his eyes before him. the brief walk to the counter should have worn off at least a bit of alcohol in his system but it doesn't.

"can i kiss you?" ran says without a pause.

"what?" confused, the boy presses his brows together. he feels the warmth of his body travel to his cheeks, mortified if he had heard him right.

"i want to kiss you and i'm asking if i can." ran rolls his eyes as if annoyed that he has to repeat himself. he changes his mind, "you know what, i'll just do it."

as he was leaning in to steal a kiss from the boy, he latter's reflexes catches him off guard. a hand coils around the material covering his chest. his grip is tight and strong. ran could tell that he is not an oridinary folk. his fist might have landed a number of knockouts and this thought alone excites ran.

"i'll rip your limbs apart if you touch me." he threatens with a low voice, a tone different from when he first greeted him. albeit, the intensity between them sends sparks in ran's druken mind.

"smiley, is there something wrong?" someone asks from a distance. smiley's, as ran assumed to be the name of boy who has him on hold, face covers the intruder. all he can look at is the space between his cheek and his ear.

"nothing, mikey. i can handle it." his tone lightens but once the stranger is gone. smiley pulls ran towards him with a firm grip.

absurd as one calls it but ran finds it amusing to be threatened by a pretty-faced stranger. tempted to do what he was told not to just to witness his wrath. his tongue rolls and his teeth grits as he smiles.

no one dared to intimidate him. his reputation exceeds. he's infamous for beating people to a pulp but no one had the guts to cross his lines.

except for him.

ran chuckles to himself, tilting his head towards nahoya so that the tips of nose brushes against his skin. his breath warm from the alcohol sends shudders to the stranger.

"you're exactly my type." ran whispers in his ear before planting a chaste kiss on the side of his face.

nahoya pulls back once he felt a pair of wet lips on his skin. his arm pushes the druken man, eyes rounding and heaet pounding at the sight of a blush streak face. anger bubbles inside him as it mixes with a feeling he isn't accustomed to.

it's midnight.

hazy vision, alcohol reeking breaths, and a cheering crowd. ran cannot tell time at his current state but the loud explosion of fireworks coloring the grey sky lets him know that another year has passed.

yet, he's here again.

he should have believed the auspicious aunties who advise people on welcoming a new year with a healthy state of mind as to attract luck and good health. his life was getting better. he was pulled out from the loop he could not get out of. he was in love, human, and feeling. maybe if he welcomed the year prior in a proper way then maybe... maybe he might still be here.

if only he had listen to nahoya that one night in december then he would not have risked himself for him. everyone knew the dangers of that night, yet ran was stubborn enough to push through.

his carelessness caused him great loss.

as the crowd cheers and jumps as to welcome a new year, the trembles and wails in ran's chest reverberates in the loud room.

a year ago he was there, sitting at the bar stool by counter, a chaste kiss on his cheek and his heart on his shoulder.

he took him time for granted.

i know i could have done better but if i try to highlight the parts where they fall in love this won't be a drabble. as i mentioned earlier, this is a slow burn enemies to lovers au so a drabble won't suffice. it needs to be a full length one shot OR a chaptered fic. so, i'm sorry for cutting it short bUT HECKKKKK do i want to write more

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