I got an idea for a fic, no pressure babe, everything you write is amazing anyway 😩💕. Ok so i was thinking about depressed! reader and sanzu or baji (whoever fits the concept better) . So the idea is: you can't break what's already broken. So basically the reader is totally unimpressed and disgusted with their advances because she lost color in her life and hates herself. You can make it a happy ending or angst ( please make the boys suffer if you pick this one 👀) .
That's it, thank you ILYSM 💕
To fan his flame
Warning : 18+ Minors DNI. Mention of depression, angst, violence, explicit smut, bike race ( DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME ) ,slight mention of self harm, please stay safe, ask for help if you need it.
Hello baby ! Thanks for all your feedbacks you're so sweet ILY 🖤 so that's my first time writing for Baji, I hope I didn't screwed his character...
Through a piercing glare, his brown eyes scanned both of you, sitting on the chairs in front of him. You gulped down discreetly, eyeing the man next to you who wore a careless expression.
-" What do you have to say for yourself ?"
-" It's Baji's fault. "
-" Funny, I already heard that one " that one scoffed as you showered him in your darkest glare. " I was only tryna get you to talk to me" .
-" And you thought the best option was to set her neighbor's yard on fire ?"
-" Well now she talks to me " Baji retorted in his usual cocky tone, the man in the uniform shot him an exasperated glance before turning toward you.
-" And you're gonna tell me racing at 130 was his fault too ?"
-" Yes !" You exclaimed, the policeman crossed his arms and leaned against his chair, an exhausted look on his face. " Look, officer, it's a long story-".
-" we have plenty of time, I'm sure no one's gonna bail you out at 2 a.m. Go 'head. "
The first step deciphering that pandemonium would be traveling some months ago. Baji's dream has always been to open his own petshop, and he succeeded. What first started as a small business with his two best friends turned into the most famous pet shop in Tokyo.
If you ask people what you may find in a petshop, they would say pets, buddies, love. As for you, life has never been kind to you. Therefore even in such a haven, it brought you trouble, wrapped in two sharp canines and wavy jet-black hair.
One less minute in that petshop, and all the next month's rollercoaster could have been avoided. If only you had vaccinated those cats faster, but no, with that pretty gratuitous karma you have been carrying since forever, you had to meet him right before his blond friend could pay you.
-" Go 'head, Chifuyu, 'm gonna take care of it".
You remembered you were already tense, something about his smirk, his damn sharp teeth didn't put you at ease. As he walked around the counter to take the money out of the till, you took off your vet white coat and shoved that one carefully in your bag, yet he took a wide-eyed glance out of you when you felt his fingertips grazing against the straps of your top.
-" The actual fuck ?"
There, eyeing your top you figured out he slipped the bills between your straps and your skin, as if one would do with a stripper, on his face there was a cocky smirk. Taking those ones from where he placed them, you noticed along with the bills was a small paper with a phone number on it.
-" Seriously ? " You deadpanned, Baji leaned against the counter on his elbows, flashing his teeth. His eyelashes fluttering slightly when his gaze drifted toward your chest before quickly going back to your face.
-" Just my way to say you're cute enough to fuck with me someday" along with a playful wink, he dragged you out of your numb state.
-" Fine. "
You wore an impassive expression as you took out your lighter from your jean pocket, and that might be where it all started.
It could have been the way you set those bills and paper on fire, or how the flames shone through your ice-cold gaze, one glimpse was enough to get his thrill-seeking soul warming like water, mesmerized by the dancing flames in your eyes.
-" This is my way to tell you I'm not interested. "
And you walked away, unimpressed, after dropping the burning bills on the counter in front of him. All it took was a wildflower through a blaze to get him thinking about you that night.
Cold as you were, water would be to extinguish fire, but you were only there to fan his flame. Throughout all your visits at the petshop, you somehow got along with two of them, namely Chifuyu and Kazutora. They were nice, gentle, let you do your job with the pets and didn't pushed you to talk when you didn't felt like it, which was kind of an all the time thing. It was not like you meant to be aloof or anything, people often don't understand how hard it is to let people in again after seeing how a single one could shatter you like a house of cards.
However, for an oddball as Baji Keisuke, it goes in one ear and out the other. At first it wore the disguise of a challenge, his friends would not stop laughing everytime you pushed him away or just deadpanned at one of his advances, needless to say it was refreshing for them. Women would always fall under the spell of the wildness emanating from him, Chifuyu and Kazutora even came to wonder whether you were into men or not, as cliché as it seemed no one ever refused Baji Keisuke, and something happened.
For the raw man, primal, the race was always about winning. An adrenalin-addict, he has been since forever, fights, races, and you had seemed beyond his reaches which resulted in him thinking mord often about you, then having frantic heartbeats whenever you would visit to do your job, and God did he liked the rush.
-"Ew, did you just... Touched my hand ?"
-" it's a hand, not an ass, chill. "
He would say smirking, after accidentally brushing his hand against yours as you would be examining one of the cats.
-" Ya know, I heard having sex can improve the mood, 'cause of all the hormones and shit."
-" Hm, so you're telling me you can actually read, like something which's not pictures ? Of naked women on red shiny bikes ?"
-" Wait what the hell do you mean I can't read ?"
Throughout the time, you had learned he was none but a dynamite stick. Again, your cold demeanor, against all odds only fueled his flame.
Those few seconds where your disinterest would take the best of him were a sort of consolation for all the times he did bothered you, it was particularly funny to watch him lose it.
-" Take it as you want" You had shrugged, in no time a wave of manly cologne crashed on you, clenched jaw, white knuckles around your collar that he held, in a bloodcurdling indifference you had watched the flames dancing in his eyes.
-" You think you can just run that pretty mouth of yours whenever you want? "
He dived deep in your Arctic-like cold ocean as you leaned closer, only inches away from his face. He could feel your breathe hitting his lips, see no end for the gaping hole in your eyes, hear it echoing.
-" As long as it would take you to understand, you do not phase me, Baji Keisuke. "
A tune up would be in order, this was not about the challenge, not anymore. Rather for the mix of ire and thrill pumping through his blood everytime you were around, about seconds, those of expectation where he would hope to get something out of you, other than an empty glance.
Something about the sunshine must have been different that day, the one where you saw him in a whole new light. Talking about the rays, those ones seeped through the room's window straight to kiss his silk-like hair, one or two seconds where you'd allowed yourself to watch him better as he approached you and the cat you struggled to keep from moving.
-" You look pathetic, lemme help ya ". His fingertips brushed against yours as he took the cat in his hands, keeping him still as you took off the syringe.
-" I could've just done it myself " you avoided his gaze, getting closer to the both, hearing a " tch " falling from his mouth. You ran a hand through your hair before starting, Keisuke watched your hair locks falling around your focused face, kissed by the sun, your light-bathed eye color glancing at him from time to time to ensure his grip around the pet, at one point he could have sworn that he had seen them soften as the cat winced in pain.
-" there you go, buddy ".
He put the pet back, and couldn't help a scoff eyeing the bleeding scratch the cat left previously on your hand before he came to help you.
-" It doesn't always has to be just you and yourself, ya know. "
He saw you stopping in your track, your eyes trailing down with a certain urgence in them, your heart beat faster screaming to pull your sleeve down, not fast enough for his sharp glance to catch the horizontal lines scars on the inner skin of your wrist.
Definitely not a cat one, he had deduced with a certain sorrow taste in his mouth. Damn the adrenalin, damn your push and pull game, what his body ached to do at the realization was to hold you close enough to put all of your pieces back together.
Regretfully, those hands have been sculpted to harm, not to hold. Those eyes to scare not to comfort. He knew he could've crashed you down, too rough, too loud, he was not the best for that.
On another hand, all your anxiety got removed as a burden from your shoulders when he started walking out of the room, you were glad he spared you the usual " do you wanna talk about it?" Along with the pity laced in the voice tone.
However...
-" I'm not saying this shit 'cause I wanna get inside your pants" your eyes drifted toward him, he had his back to you, hair slightly flying to the light wind, peering at you from the corner of a bronze eye.
-" But you're a damn badass. "
His words seemed to fly around, until wrapping around your tight throat. A stabbing pain in the heart and a warmth spreading in your chest, he wrapped you in a closed-eyes smile for the few seconds where he turned his head toward you.
- " And if you tell anyone I said this I'll snap your neck, but fuck I'm proud of ya".
A game changer, it was all that it took, for a night under the covers, staring at the ceiling where you would be questioning everything your mind had been whispering about him the last months. Through the darkest corners of your head it shone for days, you loathed yourself for not being able to take it out of your head, yet...
He didn't said he was sorry for you, didn't took pity on you, and whatever was it that he thought about you, he didn't let you perceive a single glance of it, thankfully. All along, Baji Keisuke wore the label of an empty hunk, a rowdy insufferable one, and suddenly two words were hurricane-strong to blow that coat in the air, and there he was, soul-naked for your eyes only willingly revealing his clumsy yet somehow, kind of, maybe soft spot.
To tell whether you'd have preferred him to keep the act or not was a harder fight, you were not even able to figure out which part of him was the act, the one you despised, or the one... The other, in short.
Often there is times where life, fate would throw you somewhere, or stir a knife in an old wound. You'd call it cruel, and curse whoever wrote the plan because you'd have your eyes so glued on the pain of the knife that you wouldn't even notice it was only a way of removing it, start the healing process.
The butterfly effect, small things building up to greater ones, it could have been a shape of fate, for that night at least.
The first time you met her, was at the emotions anonymous,a sort of support group providing locals and help to improve individual's mental health. It started with sharing some cigarettes, a word or two after the session since she was just as you, not very talkative. Then it built up to having a drink at the coffee next to the local, both of you ended up revealing your names and exchanging your numbers, though she was way older than you . Often as it gets in such situations, one thing led to another, and there you were today at Ryoko's birthday party.
For once in twenty lifetimes, you had agreed to come into an event full of unknown people dressed in chic dresses and suits holding champagne glasses and talking about adulthood stressing stuffs. You did not actually interacted with anyone besides Ryoko, and decided to leave the party earlier than expected, it was getting boring to lean against the wall. You just needed to quickly powder your nose, freshen in the bathroom before leaving.
And there you were in Ryoko's bathroom, wrapped in a pretty sundress, standing mouth agape in front of no other than Baji Keisuke who as reckless as he was spilled his beer on you.
And he had the nerves to laugh.
-" Dude s-sorry... " He uttered between two uncontrolled laughters, your temporal vein almost popping up seemed to be the funniest thing he had seen in decades. " I didn't saw you but damn, you're wearing a dress, like an actual one ".
And he went into another laughter, you could have sworn that what had run through your veins was nothing but a thunderbolt, all your anti-violence resolutions were only trails left behind your fist that flew to his jaw.
The only thing you knew the next seconds you were thinking : damn if these walls could talk...
Mayhem, a new gate to hell have been opened that day. One floor higher than the soft music downstairs and the mundane conversations, a gateway to the netherworld. When in that parallel universe women and men were slow dancing, a hand that should be around your waist have been replaced by his grabbing your dress neckline, and yours was holding his collar instead of resting at the back of his neck.
His mother raised him better than to hit a woman, he would never. Yet his sharp glare on yours spoke of a thousand ways to tame you, while yours coldly kept the eye contact. God did the punch against his sharp jaw ached through your fist, but the small bleeding split on his lip was the most effective analgesic.
-" swear to fucking God, the things I'm holding back right now... "
Where he usually was loud, his newly low tone was danger dripping. Never ever had a gaze creeped inside every cell of you the way his did, faces ridiculously close, his fingertips unnecessarily brushing against your skin as he held your neckline.
-" Why ? 'cause I'm a woman and can't deal with a blow ?"
Your heart skipped a beat, he shifted his eyes away from you, flashed a toothy grin and echoed a low chuckle, only to come back even closer to your face.
-" The least of your worries would be a punch right now. "
Seeing his sly smile, you couldn't help but shake your head and curl a tiny one, which he hadn't missed and gulped down discreetly as for the first time your eyes shone with something else than anger. Some missed heartbeats later and his gaze drifted toward the small hollow between your parted lips, you did the same, and although every braincell of yours screamed how wrong it was, damn it his blood still was staining your knuckles, calloused fingers of his wrinkling your neckline pinning you to the wall, yet your heard ached for succumbing to that pull.
-" it's the chase, hm ?"
Still knee deep in that sort of trance-like state your smile and the quick flicker in your eyes had put him in, he hummed silently.
-" The thrill of the chase. " You repeated, this time his full attention on your words. " I've been wondering why were you so hell bent on having me, you're in constant need for a challenge and I'm constantly saying no."
-" Wow-wait " tension began climbing in the air, you pushed him away from you making him frown.
-" Whether it's a bet you lost or about your male pride, the thrill won't last long after I give in. Spare yourself the extra effort. "
-" So you're giving in ?"
At one point you could've sworn you felt a tingling sensation inside that you ignored, and gasped through a breathed outraged laugh.
-" So it was a bet ?"
-" Hell no !" He tried getting closer to you, however was stopped by a glare and a raised hand between you two.
-" Then it's the thrill of the chase ?"
Keisuke's frustration appeared as a hand he ran through his hair, pulling at the roots. Last time he had been at a loss of words was a question mark honestly, yet there he was weighing the pros and cons of each sentence. What could he possibly say? When there has been a broken record in his head for days singing that sex was no more his top one intention ?
With each second passing by he saw you building back those impenetrable walls around you, slipping between his fingers again and cursed mentally because of the knot tightening in his chest. Needless to say never had his body experienced such a rollercoaster, impressive that is.
Alarm bells rang inside his mess of a head when you started walking out of the bathroom, that same voice asking him to not let you go, but again, why would he do that ? He'd never follow anyone, he was a free spirit and depended of nobody.
A free spirit, Baji Keisuke was, and it has obviously nothing to do with him chasing you through his mother's neighborhood as you walked toward your car, a minute later.
-" would you seriously cut that shit out ?"
You could easily hear his steps behind you getting closer, never turned to face him.
-" you didn't even told me how you know my moth-"
-" Mind you own damn business " one of the first time he had witnessed your tone raising slightly which took him aback, gave you enough time to climb in the car and close the door as soon as he got closer.
-" You don't get to close the fucking door on me, open. Now. " Through gritted teeth, he had demanded, placing himself in front of your car hood. You scoffed, eyeing the bulging vein in his front.
-" Get out of the way, you'll only get one warning. "
You cursed as his hand came down flat on the hood, oh that if he damaged your car in any way...
-" I'm not repeating. Get your fucking ass out-"
Good thing he had such good reflexes, otherwise he probably would be lying down half dead in the middle of the night. It came like a thunderclap, the engine roaring your rage, the few inches between his body and the hood, him jumping to the side, and you going down that road.
-" Don't say I didn't warn you. "
Driving home with the indignation heavy on your chest, you didn't even had time to figure out why in hell were you feeling so disappointed before an engine started roaring behind you.
-" Shit, what the hell ?"
Through the rear mirror, the only thing you could distinguish through the dark night was smooth hair flying to the demon's rhythm.
-" wear a helmet damn it " you cursed, his bike being a lighter weight than your car, he started chasing you closer. The pounding sensation in your heart was something you hadn't felt in years, which had you unconsciously stepping on the gas, enjoying to see his bike getting left behind.
Then it hit him hard, harder than every blow he had ever taken from Mikey, the shallow breathing and the shaking hands around his bike. How funny was it, in that moment of pure bliss where the Adrenaline should have him feeling like a God was he thinking about you ? Tasting yet the blood you drew out of his lips, running that race you initiated, you, you, you.
Keisuke rolled the throttle toward him, the number on the dash growing faster, allowing him currently to get a better look at your face, and blessed has he been to get a glimpse of that wide smile of yours, probably meant to tease him through the window yet it only set him on fire.
You both had a need, a need for speed. Smoke followed behind your two vehicles, as if tracing a way to hell.
Driving not a road but an edge of a knife, high on adrenaline and your smiling face, Baji rolled the throttle until he passed you by, and in an impulse of a crazy rush flipped his motorcycle in a way to block your way.
Your hands suddenly tightened around the steering wheel, slamming on the brake at breakneck speed and closing your eyes, waiting for an impact that never came. Which could have came at a second's notice.
-" It's been a hell of a ride !"
At the sound of his voice, your eyes opened wide. It was really only a second away, your car was so close to his bike that you were only inches away from colliding. Your blood boiling in your veins, you got out of the car and slammed the door, heading towards him.
Blame the Adrenaline rush, or his bike's light on your eyes, the night's wind on your hair, or your dress swaying at every step of yours, the truth was you had his heart beating even more than the race.
Halfway, you met, in front of your car's hood, eyes boring into each other's with the only thing between your two bodies, inches and palpable tension.
One that along with the high of the ride got you flying, too addict on that sensation to think about letting go any sooner.
-" let's get something straight. " You had snapped him out of his thoughts, only to crash him with your next words. " One night, all you gonna have with me is one night. "
One for hearing.
Two for realizing.
Three for his eyes widening.
Four for your lips meeting.
Needless to say, Baji Keisuke had that trouble taste, blood, cigarette and mint, he had that cold night ride's feel with wind in your hair when you know you shouldn't be out. His lips moved against yours, while his hands circled your waist and brought you closer. It all began the second he bit your lower lip, so your tongues could brush against each other, the next thing you knew your back was pressed against the car hood, your neck getting painted by red and purple marks.
-" Don't mark m-"
-" Focus on the feeling f'me, yeah? Good girl"
And for a second, everything stopped.
-" Wait ! " Leaning on your elbows, you had stopped him. " Did you just shushed me with a good girl ?"
-" I guess... ?" It was about gasoline and fire the minute he stretched that playful smile, about an explosion when his back suddenly hit the hood as you switched the positions in a minute of inattention, and about the heat of a thousand fires when you crashed your lips now leading the dance.
At some point, minutes and heated kisses later, grateful for the mist on the windows car for it was the only thing preventing any passerby to see your naked body, as he stripped you on the driver's seat. The desire flooding his body at the sight of your most secret parts competed with every one he has ever felt, for when his face buried in the crook of your neck and his hands reached to palm your breasts, he let go of all wheels, switching to the carnal rough instinct.
-" knew you were hot but this, Goddamn babe".
A breathed chuckle passed your lips and echoed in the car, along with a grunt of him as you rubbed your now bare crotch against his pants.
-" Say this once again and I'mma throw up on you ".
Ignoring you, Keisuke crashed you against his chest and took your lips in his. Flouting all the principles, teeth biting way too hard on your lips, hands lifting your hips to meet his bulge at a frenetic pace, because he knew no other than you could take him.
Who other than you could take him raw, untamed and uncaged? The one fist-fighting him behind closed doors, racing faster than his bike in the middle of the night, the one crying his name and coming all over his pants currently at a particular hard thrust of his bulge against her clit.
-" Fuck, that's it. Keep staining my pants, princess, keep cumming for me."
His praises helped you through your high, all along while he kept squeezing your breasts in a strength that would have anyone crying when you were only moaning his name in pure bliss.
Then it came, and it hit even harder than the first time. The minute he slipped inside you, the way your walls hugged him in, and-
-" Shit Kei... Deeper, I know you can go deeper !"
If he was in a movie then that is definitely where the fireworks would have exploded, hitting that damn spot inside you and having you biting his shoulder, you took him raw, took him as he came unwrapped and unleashed, the fingerprints on your hips, the biting marks on your neck, his wet and messy kisses on your lips, and even asked- no, demanded more. It hit hard because for once in a lifetime he had felt not only wanted but truly accepted.
-" look at you... Takin' my cock so fucking good- damn, love. You're gonna be the end o'mme !"
-" F-faster... Kei, feels so fucking good... 'm close !"
Pleas were swallowed in yet another mind-blowing kiss, chaos and bliss made one that night, in a hazy heated car, late night in the middle of a highway. Two bodies made one, then embodied mayhem and hell.
Through your hit and run to cloud nine, you exquisitely clenched around him while coming undone on him for the second time, arching your back and throwing your head, only for heaven to open its doors for him the next second.
With a gorgeous woman's naked body in front of him, what he couldn't take his eyes off was your face. How it contorted from pleasure, how your eyes shone bright even in the darkness of the night, the moan passed the swollen red lips were all he needed to fly.
Too deep engulfed in your tightening walls, he had groaned your name in loud moan before letting his head fall on the crook of your neck, high-riding like he had never done before.
-" Drain me, pretty girl. That's it, don't waste a single drop. "
He had panted against your skin, you laughed through your orgasm, collapsing against his chest, hearing how fast his heart was beating.
This is where the story ends, no happy ever after a single night, no second chances for the lost souls.
Or maybe...
-" I don't wanna hear about it. And you better find yourself a new vet, I'm not stepping inside that shop again. " Making your way out of the police station, when birds just started singing for the first sun rays, you had shouted without turning to peer at him.
He followed you on your way back to the main road since your car was home, hands shoved in his pockets totally ignoring Chifuyu behind both of you, standing still next to the police station's door.
-" That's what I get for bailing them out... "
Yet none of you actually paid attention to him, for when you reached a particular point, your back has been pressed against a tree.
-" what the fuck do you want again ?"
Only then have you noticed the change in his expression, the usual cocky spark in those bronze eyes was swallowed by a lost one, as if the man who spoke, openly, about your lovemaking on a highway to a policeman was light-years away now.
Those words he has been thinking about all the night in his cell danced across his clavicle, wrapped around his throat, that was the type of Adrenaline he wasn't a junkie of, the type of heartbeat he didn't liked, yet the one he knew he would get through, only for you.
-" That's not about the chase. "
His eyes watched you frown, tilting your head to the side, and God did he felt things when in so long he hadn't seen some interest in your eyes.
-" I might... You, might have been a challenge first. "
A scoff passed the barrier of your lips, disappointment stirring your guts to look away, but a rough hand grabbed your jaw and pulled your gaze back into his frowning one.
-" At first. But then, you... Shit" he ran a hand through his hair, frustrated, then took a step back thus releasing your face. You could see straight through the struggle he was facing and for a second thought he would give up, until he started talking again.
-" But you were just, there, everytime even when you weren't. No bitch ever had my heart beating this way, no bitch ever was worth risking to crash my bike, and you punched me-"
-" I don't see where you're tryna get at " you inquired, though wishful thinking was whispering dangerous somethings in your mind, life has slapped you way too much to got you hoping for anything.
Then something happened in the darkest corners of your fucked up mind, something about how the sun rays suddenly lightened him in the middle of nowhere, and how for the first time you'd faced a child and not a man, a sight way too holy and innocent for Baji Keisuke.
-" Look, it's probably gonna sound wrong, and I know you said I can only have one night with ya. "
A step closer, walls collapsing, hearts beating.
-" But I'm not as blind as to miss the best thing I could've had, when it's staring right back at me. And those fucking three words-"
-" Kei-"
-" Shut the fuck up".
Another step, his hand cupping your face.
Eyes on eyes, fire on ice, and his chest squeezing too much.
-" I'm not one to say those three fucking words, and neither are you. " Only a second where he took in the small smile tugging at the corner of your lips, before he resumed.
-" But I swear on my fucking life I'll make the pain better".
Guts stirring, hearts beating, hearts breaking.
-" And I'm not one to fear a storm, you'll have me on your back every time life's ready to pull another shit on you, 'cause we're like, ya know, crime partners. "
- " that sounds awful " you chuckled, a " tch" left his mouth as an answer, smiling, however.
-" I talked a lot, whatcha thinking ?"
To take the chance or not? To hop in a hell of a drive or not ?
And the last guards, remnants of a wall stumbled down, sunshine shining behind the clouds, like his teeth poking out of his toothy grin.
Out of his pocket, his hand took out-
-" Handcuffs?"
His smile grew wider, showing the handcuffs better between your two faces.
-" I'm not gonna ask how you met my mother, and you're not gonna ask how I managed to steel these handcuffs. "
Rare was the sight and the sound of a true laughter from you, one he knew he would like hearing more often despite how overwhelmed it got him feeling.
-" So whatcha say ? Me, this handcuffs, and your pretty pussy on my bed ?"
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So ! Writing this was kinda hard, like I said this the first time I wrote for Baji, and I hope I didn't kinda screwed him nor the depressed! Reader
Tell me what you think 'bout it honestly hon', and if you don't like it I'll try again, anything for you 😩
Requests : are still open, yet you gotta understand you'd have to wait a little time before getting it <3
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