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shoyoist · 1 year

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𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 — haitani ran.

haitani ran doesn't care for anything.

he has always been that way. laid back look in eyes, lips set in that impassive slant that somehow passed as a smile. you've known this about him for the lengthy amount of time you've been friends, and you were used to his languid attitude — and you didn't mind it, honestly.

you knew he only really cared when it was something about himself. his hair, his pride, or something to do with his little brother getting into danger.

which is why you're staring at him the way you are.

watching him rub the darkening bruise at the left of his mouth as he fixes his hair (of course. his ever so precious hair.) after it had come loose, seated on your couch with that nonchalant look in his eyes — like he hadn't just beat the absolute shit out of your ex boyfriend.

thinking back on it, you weren't even sure why you'd called ran and told him about it.

all you knew was that you'd just barely managed to move on from the way your ex cheated on you and dumped you months ago; and seeing the jerk at your door, hearing him tell you that he regretted everything and wanted you to give him a second chance — it had you fumbling for the phone in an instant.

"ran," you'd muttered, trying to keep your voice from reaching the guy standing more or less patiently behind the door you'd slammed in his face. "ran, he's here. and he says he wants me back. after everything he did—"

ran had cut you off with a simple 'give me five minutes, yeah?' — and then he was there, grabbing your ex by the collar and spitting in his face before throwing him onto the ground.

you'd stood there for a moment, confused, shocked and stunned to see the anger in ran's usually placid eyes. to see the way he used his fists, rather than the weapons he preferred. to hear him cuss your ex out, talking about how you deserved better than a piece of shit, about how if he ever showed his ass at your door again, he'd kill him on the spot.

you'd only snapped out of it when your ex managed to land a punch on ran's face, sending his head twisting to one side, blonde-and-black braids following the movement — and then you were stepping out, screaming at them to stop.

ran looked up at you, recognized the upset written over your features, and withdrew. not without one last kick, but the fact that he'd immediately, actually stopped was another surprise. "get the fuck away." he'd hissed at your ex.

naturally, your ex had left the scene without further protest, hopefully never to return, but you were still stunned. because for a moment, it looked like haitani ran cared.

"lemme get a glass of water," he'd mumbled, all casual, shouldering past you into your house and making his way into your kitchen.

you followed, poured him his water, watched him drink and wash his mouth with it, and then followed him back into your living room where he now sat, redoing his hair.

deciding that you'd stared enough, he looks up. "what is it, huh?"

"ah," you scramble to find words that would make sense. "i was just wondering. you got here pretty fast."

"i was on my way." he explains dismissively.

"you were?" you ask. he nods, fixing one braid and undoing the other, letting the alternating waves of dyed hair fall across his shoulder, creating soft shadows over the slant of his face, against the watery sunlight coming through your window. "was gonna take you out for some ice cream."

"oh." and then you realize that in fact, he'd been doing that a lot the past weeks, after your break up.

showing up unannounced and asking you if you wanted to go out for some nothing-in-particular, telling you almost teasingly that he'd freed up some time just for you, so you better accept his offer.

you'd been appreciating his gestures as kindness shown to you by a friend — albeit one that was involved in various criminal activities, that you'd decided to look past because you'd known him for long enough to not care — but now, you were starting to wonder if it was something more.

the signs were all there, after all.

"ran, do you—" the words spill from your lips without your intention, and you hesitate, even as he looks up, flicking a strand of his hair out of his eyes that were now glowing with the light pooling in them. "yeah?"

fuck, you think, as his gaze grows sharper, steeling itself against yours.

"i'm just, uh," you really don't know how to say what you wanted to say. "it's just, you ... do you care?"

he raises an eyebrow, giving you a scrutinizing look. "the fuck's that supposed to mean, hm? care about what?"

"about ..." you take a deep breath. "scratch that. do you like me?"

he freezes momentarily, upon hearing your question — only for a fraction of a second — but you're watching him closely enough to catch it. you don't know what else to say, and there's silence in the air between you two for what feels like an age, before he simply finishes braiding his hair and stands up.

your heart starts to beat faster, wondering if he was about to walk out with no explanation — perhaps you'd hit a nerve, perhaps you'd assumed wrong and thought too much about something that had no meaning. "wait—"

"look, i don't wanna be a rebound or anything." he starts, voice a little stiff, a little cold — and you shut your mouth, allowing him to continue. "i'm not about to get played or made a fool out of. so, so we'll take things slow. i'll wait for you to get over shit at your own pace. you take your time, and tell me if you ever wanna give me a chance."

"g-give you a chance?" your heart picks up pace again, because god, you weren't expecting him to say all of that. it wasn't like him to be so — so this way, and it was rendering you just a bit speechless. "ran, i . . . you, you really—"

he turns to you again, rolling his eyes — but you don't see any real annoyance behind it. "not in the mood to talk about it right now, love. let's just go get some food. and you know it's not gonna be any tacky shit like what ass-face treated you to, so hurry up."

and now, after that thrown out half-confession, the way he called you love sounded softer, less of a joke and more of something else. you felt bad, but you also can't help but feel relief.

why relief?

because you know how you used to have a crush on him.

hell, you'd been in love with ran, going as far as to break things off with your friends that tried to convince you that he was no good.

and because you can't help the way you've been looking forward to his impromptu visits as of late, daydreaming and wondering when he was going to surprise you next, and with what.

you know how you'd seen your ex at your door and only felt fear and anger stir in your gut — and you know how you'd immediately dialled ran, and felt near-tears with consolation when he picked up so quickly, when you heard his voice in your ear.

because you were starting to wonder if your past love for him was slowly coming back.

you still needed some time to move on, and ran knew that. which is why he'd just said, that he's willing to wait. because he has feelings for you?

"but are you sure you're willing to," locking the door, you turn to him and walk after him, out to where he had his motorcycle parked across the street. "you know, willing to wait?"

"whatever." ran shrugged, not looking at you. you quickened your pace, catching up with him and grabbing his sleeve to cross the street together. his gaze was fixed on his motorcycle, but it didn't look like he was focused on the vehicle.

the breeze rustles gentle in your ears as you walk with him to the other side of the road, and the sound fills in any awkwardness that blooms between you two.

the sequence of events that had just played out, hadn't taken even an hour. but as you search your surroundings for any signs of any unwanted presences, you see nothing.

there's only a couple of kids passing by on bicycles, birds coming down to land on the branches of a tree growing some distance away, and pale sunlight sifting down frim between the clouds to pool on the asphalt at your feet.

you feel calm. ran shakes away the grip you've got on your sleeve, but as your hand falls down to rest slack at your side, he grabs it, and gives it a small squeeze — and you feel a tingle of something bright and hot run through your chest.

swinging his leg over, he leaps onto the motorcycle, slipping the key into the ignition. you get on behind him, grabbing onto his shoulders for support, suddenly feeling warm despite the chilly wind that was starting to pick up.

"i've waited long enough already, anyway." he added belatedly, sounding ever so laid back, despite the cherry colour tipping his ears. "take your time. nothing to it, waiting some more."

and as your heart warms, you think that perhaps you were wrong.

perhaps haitani ran does care. for you.

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rosze-v · 2 years

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the risk i'm taking

pairing: Haitani Ran x Gn Reader

synopsis: You were curious about clubs. Part 2

tw: alcohol, clubs, sussy Ran but no worries, fluff, soft ran, long live soft ran

w.c : 2.6k

a/n: Halu! I think its pretty clear now that I'm heavily inspired by music and so this came out after listening to Shayne Orok’s Renegade Japanese version! It gives late night drives vibes y’know. Also, I’ve finished World Trigger and omg, its so good, it was a bit slow but still, good. Anyway! I hope you guys like it, I honestly am not sure on how to react on this piece cause I tried writing it a bit differently. I also tried inserting comedic expressions and I'm not sure if I executed it well. Also, thank you so much for all those who have read my other writings! It made me so happy knowing that so many people have seen it.

The sound of clinking glasses and the smell of sweaty body were overloading into your brain. You told yourself that you wanted to know how it felt to go to a club, to experience the night life or so you say, but really you were just a curious introvert who read too much fanfics on mafia and bad boys.

So here you are, at a club somewhere in Roppongi, your dear friend has brought you. The face of disbelief and slow excitement was still fresh in your mind when you asked your friend, Haruki about it.

“so, I am curious”. Haruki’s eyebrow perked at your statement as she gestures her head up.

“about clubs. You know the ones you always told me about”. She gasps at your question, dramatically and slowly bringing her hands to her mouth.

“you’re asking me about clubs? You? The one who buries their nose in books?”. She fakes wiping a tear as she continues. You rolled your eyes, cheeks getting hot as you proceed to turn your body around but Haruki’s hand stops you.

“so you want to go to a club?”. You nodded, hesitantly and somehow deep in your heart, you believe this will lead to unexpected endings.

So here you are, wearing clothing you never thought you would wear and honestly, you feel the hottest you’ve ever felt. Haruki helped you choose your clothing and help you fix up your appearance a bit, giving suggestions here and there. Haruki told you minutes before that she was going to meet up with some friend first and then will come back to you, so you were left here, at the bar, drinking freaking orange juice.

Oh no don’t misunderstand, its not that its your first time drinking, its just that you’re a very light drinker. You remember the first time Haruki gave you booze and boy were you embarrassing. You shuddered at the memories but continue to drink your little orange juice. Your eyes scanning around the crowd, and you thought, its not really as exciting as the books have described. The music was so loud and the bass was enough to keep your body buzzing. The smell of alcohol was thick but indeed, there were a lot of attractive people.

Your eyes fell upon lilac hair, his eyes boring into the distance, legs propped wide while a girl was next to her, trying to give him drinks. Clearly the man doesn’t care and you were going to glance over him when his eyes caught yours. Realizing that he’s watching you, you quickly turn around to face the bar and held your orange juice, sipping it a bit.

Well, aren’t you a shy one suddenly? A mere glance from a man, a hot man and here you are jittery and shit. Now your head is glossing over texts over texts from the mafia stories you’ve read, all about the awkward main character going into bars for the first time and then catching the attention of some mafia lord. Nah, that can’t be happening to you.

And it did. Your shoulder was tapped and immediately you turn around, a scowl in your face, ready to bombard Haruki with questions. The Haruki in question is not actually her, but the lilac haired guy you were eyeing before. From up close, you can see how extra hot he is. His eyes were a brilliant lilac, long eyelashes, and that tattoo on his neck, somehow beautifully complimenting his looks.

“y-yes?”. He smirked as he sits down beside you, ordering two tequilas, after that he turned back to you.

“so, what’s a sweet little thing like you doing here”. Classic.

“I was just curious”. You muttered nonchalantly, as your eyes flutter at him.

“curious of what?”. He asked, as he push the tequila he ordered before to you.

“of clubs.”. you pushed back the tequila, his eyebrows perked at your action, you then explain.

“I don’t drink, or I will embarrass myself enough to jump off a building, so yeah no alcohol for me.” He chuckles as he pushes the drink back to you.

“Well, if you’re curious about clubs, drinks are one of its essentials you know, now drink up sweets.” You squint your eyes at him, challenging him, but his grin widens at your action.

“okay, how about I’ll show you something fun?”.

“you know, usually in this kind of situation, the drink is probably drugged up, and then… well never mind, or you’re actually a nice person”. You voiced out your concern as he laughs out loud.

“you’re really funny you know. I never thought I’ll meet someone who acts like this upon meeting me.” Upon meeting you? Whatever it is he’s implying, you still are quite wary. Without warning, he chugged up the tequila and asked the bartender to make you a new one, in front of you this time. You were baffled at his action and once the bartender was done, he places the tequila in front of you. You look at the tequila and then at the lilac haired man, as he gestures for you to go on.

Well, honestly, what could go wrong? Man’s was nice enough to give you tequila twice and so you closed your eyes and drink up, finishing with a soft sigh. Yeah, shit was good you thought. The man claps his hands softly as he gives you a thumbs up. You smile at him, somewhat happy at the possibility of making him proud.

“okay I drank your tequila, where’s my fun?”. He chuckles as he stood up and held out his hand. He gives you a serious look as he asks.

“do you trust me?”. Usually in this kind of scene, you don’t trust them but you took his hand and nodded.

“well if anything goes wrong, I’ll either die or you’re going to jail, so fuck it.” He nods and pull you out of the club, his hand lock into yours while he guides you to his car, a freaking Lamborghini, you know the ones without roofs, the one rich people rides. Yeah, that lambo. Now you’re freaking out inside because holy shit, who would have thought you’re speaking with a rich man. Though now that you think back, he looks expensive so, with a shrug at the thought, you are standing in front of the Lambo.

The man, who’s name you still haven’t gotten, opens the door for you and with a hand on your back, he ushers you in. Once he’s inside, you popped him a question.

“You know I think its about time I get your name.” He was starting the car when you asked the question, his head slowly turn to you with a shock look. He stares into your eyes for awhile and then shrugs.

”Ran. Haitani Ran.”. He said, eyeing you as if trying to gouge a reaction out of you.

“Ran.” You mutters the name, as you smile, finally getting to know the lilac haired guy, Ran.

“(y/n), its very nice to meet you Ran.”

“I thought we have established that”. He said as he pulls out the car in a reverse and drive through the streets of Roppongi. Your eyes glaze over the myriads of people, the colorful lights on the tall building and the starless sky. Excitement bubbles in you, as you feel the cool air whipping through your cheeks.

“its so pretty at night”. You whispered, Ran heard you and couldn’t help but smile at your wondrous eyes.

“your first time out at night?”. You nodded as you face him.

“I don’t go out much and my guardians were pretty strict so… yeah its my first time really. My first time of a lot of things tonight.”

“The club too?”. He asked, swerving the car to the right, going into a quiet lane.

“Yeah the club too. But I don’t like it though, the club. Its so loud and dark. Its too much for me I guess…”. He was silent for a while, you chose to look up the sky, you can finally see the stars, albeit a little.

“where are you bringing me? A place to plan my murder?”. You said jokingly as he laughs at your poor attempt of poking fun. “if I were to murder you, my dear (y/n), it would have been done before you could even think of it. So no, its not the place for your murder.”

You squinted your eyes at him, poking at his shoulder repeatedly. “That’s very scary Sir Haitani.” He laughs again, louder than before, glancing slightly at you with a smirk.

Goddamn he’s hot as fuck, thank you Haruki.

Throughout the ride, the both of you question each other, on your favourite food, his favourite song, on your favourite color, and his favourite time of the day. Surprisingly, the both of you share little to no resemblance each other, and here you thought you were living your Wattpad dreams. He likes the color purple— which was pretty obvious, while you like the color blue. You like Lana del Rey, he likes Chase Atlantic, there was no similarity, aside from the fact that the both of you share the same sky, and breath the same air.

Yet despite the differences, you feel calm and giddy around him, anticipations running through your heart at this man. You were lost in staring at his beautiful jawline when he stops the car, eyes, once again on you. He smiles gently at you, as he stood out of his seat and went over to yours, opening it and guiding you out of the car again. You gladly took his hand as he leads you forward, and in front of you were Roppongi.

You were on top of a hill, overlooking Roppongi, the scattering lights and the small bustling of cars could be seen. The scene was breathtaking as you laugh out loud and turn around to face Ran who was already looking at you. He has witnessed the puzzled look on your face, as it turns into a happy realization of what you’re actually seeing. He has seen how your lips curled up into an innocent smile and later to a happy grin. Ran could feel his heart beating, could hear it in his ears and he felt like a teenager once again. A teenager who learn the beauty and excitement of love and new beginnings.

“do you like it?”. Ran asked, nervous drenched in his words despite already seen how you reacted. He is still worried that you don’t share the same sentiment as he do.

“I love it Ran! This is such a beautiful scenery!I never thought Roppongi could be so … shiny and tiny”. You expressed as your hands went up in the air, gesturing how beautiful it is. You give him a wide smile as you squeeze his hand that was still holding yours.

“thanks Ran. I really appreciate the fun you’re showing me.” He chuckles, ruffling your hair at how cute you are. He then went back to the car and brought out a folding hammock, as he sat down at one end. He pats the sit next to him, telling you to sit down which you did. The both of you then share a silence, admiring the scene, admiring the presence of each other.

It was Ran who broke the silence first. “this is my fav spot you know. I never shown it to anyone before.” You turned around to face him this time, his gaze still straight at the scenery in front.

“so why did you show me?”. He shrugs as he replies.

“I don’t know, besides, I promised you fun right? And its fun, right?”. Ran gave you his attention now as you nodded. “Its very fun, the car, Roppongi at night, the hill, you.”

You could feel Ran’s thumb tracing circles on your knuckles as you lay your head on his shoulder. You were not really sure the ordeal you are in. Its such a weird experience, to suddenly meet a man, ride in his car, and now laying your head on his shoulder, everything was so unordinary yet it felt right. It felt like this was supposed to happen, tonight was going to be his and yours.

The warmth of Ran’s body, entangling with yours was just so right. The way he can hear your breath and the sounds of crickets accompanying the both of you. Ran himself were not sure what’s in the air, it felt pleasant. It has been a long time since he felt this calm and comfortable. He was really not thinking when he approached you, he thought you were hot and interesting so he approached you with bedding you in his mind. Yet the way you reacted to him, your way with words, the fact that you don’t know him and now he can’t get over the fact that someone like you exist. Someone who sees him not as a killing machine, a tool, a Bonten executive but as Haitani Ran.

He felt honored, touched even at you, because finally, after so long, he can breathe easy and not suffocate at the thoughts and title he bears. After a while, relishing in each other’s presence and watching the beautiful Roppongi, the both of you decides that its time to go back. You gave him your address as he drives you away to your apartment, again talking about the most random things. You noticed how easy it is to talk with him and how easily he flows with the topics you bring up.

Once you arrived, you finally realized how empty, yet warm your hands are. A pang of sadness settles in your chest, bubbling at the thought that you’ll never be able to meet Ran again. You sigh as your hand reaches for the door when Ran hand grabs yours. You look up at him, his eyes swarm with evident sadness and you give him a soft smile with a squeeze of his hand.

“ Can I… Will you… um”. He was stumbling around his words as you smile at him a bit wider, encouraging him. He took a deep breath and he bit his lip, contemplating on the right words. Who would of thought that the Haitani Ran would be stuttering over someone he just met.

“Can I pick up you tomorrow? For lunch?”. You chuckle at him as you place your hand on his cheek, in which he leans into. You were grinning now as you nodded. “Of course Ran, it would be my pleasure.” He was beaming, overjoyed at your acceptance which he thought was going to be rejection. Ran pull up your hand to his lips and kiss it, making you blush at the gesture.

You exit his car, numbers exchanged and with fond goodbyes and goodnights, the both of you went your separates way. You were overjoyed, your stomach is filled with every goddamn animal there is. You went into your shared apartment and upon entering, you were hurled questions over questions.

“where were you!! I was so worried, holy fuck, I almost called the goddamn police!”. Haruki was slapping your body as she continues.

“I keep on calling and texting and you didn’t reply to me! I thought someone have kidnapped your stupid ass!”. You then explain to her what happened and the worried and angry look she gave you before were replace with a gleeful look and a screech.

“So who’s the guy?”.

“I don’t know, some Ran… Haitani Ran I think.” Haruki was quiet all of a sudden, her face gone pale at the mention of his name.

“Do you know who that is?”. You shrugged, brushing through your hair as she tapped around her phone and then show you. Your mouth slacked open at the revelation of who Ran is and suddenly it all makes sense. Hikaru voiced out her worries and you honestly were worried again, because he was the goddamn mafia lord you thought you were not meeting.

You gave it some thought and come into conclusion that it doesn’t really matter. You know who you met, and whatever it was between the both of, it was happiness, calmness and realness. It’s okay if Haitani is some crazy ass gangster, you met Ran and you’re going to meet him again tomorrow. To hell with it, Ran is the risk you’re going to take.

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lexinympho · 2 years

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"How is your phone already low on space? We literally just got it," Ran questioned in bewilderment. He'd asked not long ago to borrow your phone to look something up while his is currently reviving itself on the charger, but came face to face with your device's poor state before he could open the browser.

"Correction: We got it three weeks ago," you stated as though that made the situation any better, the disproving look your boyfriend sent you perfectly telling you so.

He swiftly tapped his way into your file manager as you hovered over his shoulder in shame, and his eyes nearly pop out if his head upon seeing the 17GB worth of images you have saved. "Why the fuck do you have so many pictures? How the fuck do you have so many pictures!?"

You'd laugh at him losing his composure if he weren't looking down on you like a disappointed parent finding out their kid was sent to the principal's office. You attempt to explain as you avoid his hardened stare, "Look, if I see something I like, I'm bound to take pictures of-"

"You did not take that many pictures in three weeks time."

"It's plausible!"

He pulls up your gallery and is met with 30 albums full of much more than camera shots, most of which is either memes or images of anime & recipes. "Why do you need screenshots of recipes, that's what the notes app is for."

"I was gonna put the links there, I just forgot..."

"Just like how you 'forgot' to delete all these random pics of animals? What even is this?" He questioned as he made a face at the phone screen.

"It's an Okapi."

"It looks confused to me. I can't tell whether it's supposed to be a giraffe or a zebra. What did you even save this for?"

"It just looks funny to me!"

He left that album and traversed to another, "And what are these, reaction images?"

"Yeah, I sent you some before."

"Oh yeah, I remember this one." He sees a random one he'd received from you a while back before remembering something, "Wait, where's the one with the chicken-"

"I think it's in--yeah there it is!" You wheezed towards the end of your sentence, Ran joining you when recalling your text days ago of Rindou's lookalike being Chicken Little.

"Those fuckin' glasses, bwahahah!"

You force yourself to wind down and speak clearly, "He was so pissed when I sent it to him!"

"You should've saw him when I started using that as his icon when he calls!" Ran wipes at his eyes to rid them of the tears his laughter forced out and brings his focus back to the phone, "You need to delete stuff."

You flip a switch at his reminder and visibly droop as you say, "But everytime I think of deleting something, I remember why I saved it in the first place!"

"Y'know that almost sounds touching until I remember the Okapi."

"I like it, shut up!"

"We'll come back to that, but why do you have 14GB of audio files?"

"...Because I like music."

"The alert sound affect from Metal Gear Solid is not music." He goes further and comes across a 17 minute long song, "What the fuck!?"

"What?" You look over to see what he's talking about, "Oh that, it's a good song!"

"Buy the CD or some shit!"

"You sound old saying-"

"I'm pretty sure a band from the 70's has their songs on CDs and said CDs are currently being sold to this day." He leaves the music app and looks at your homescreen in pity, "And why do you have such a God awful amount of games here? We have 3 different consoles right here in front of us."

You puff your cheeks out and finally snatch your phone from him, "Leave me and my phone alone you bully!"

"Your phone is crying for help! It's probably slow as shit-"

"It runs just fine, thank you very much!"

"Okay, look," he puts his hand out to silently ask for your phone, "how about we go through them together and-"

"Without you criticizing my choices?"

"Sorry bae that's a perk that comes with dating me. But you aren't gonna delete enough on your own knowing you. So..." he shakes his hand a little.

You nibble on your bottom lip in consideration of his compromise, eventually bringing yourself to hand him your phone again and say, "Fine, but I'm chopping one of your braids off if you delete something important."

"That Okapi has to go."

"That's important you fake blondie!"

"I'm deleting it!"

A grueling 30 minutes of back and forth about what to keep and what to delete proved somewhat helpful by it significantly increasing your storage capacity. It was also a bit of an eye opener for Ran seeing the copious number of candids you took of him without him knowing, which eased his annoyance anytime you tried to get him not to delete something you didn't need.

With your phone back in your grasp, you skim through your files and sigh with a sense of emptiness at the sight of how much space you have now. "I have to get used to this..."

"You'll be fine." Ran pat you on the head before he stood to unplug his phone, "And your phone isn't on the brink of death."

"You're exaggerating." You glance up and just so happen to catch sight of his screen, clearly seeing a notification alerting him or his dwindling storage. "Hey!"

He jumps at your sudden yell and looks back at you in surprise, "What?"

"I saw that!"

"...Saw what-"

"Haitani Ran!"

Needless to say, you raided his device and forced him to get rid of half of his unsuspecting candids of you, despite how cute he claimed them to be.

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hoetani · 2 years

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| CHESTNUT TARTS |

Warnings: fluff (17+ Blog)

Relationship: Ran Haitani x fem!Reader

A/n: Nah cause imagine if this acc happened🥴

The sun is at it’s peak as the lunch-time rush at the grocery store begins. It’s the ultimate shopping time for people who don’t like to wake up early – people like you. Browsing the aisles, you hum quietly as you push the squeaky cart.

Cleaning products. Frozen foods. Dairy Products…

Ahah! The bakery section. The warm smell of freshly baked breads and pastries tempts you closer. You gladly oblige, not one to fight such a delicious invitation. Stopping by the tarts, your eyes fall on the last box of chestnut tarts, your hand reaching out to grab it. Another pale hand sneaks in and suddenly you and a stranger are both holding the box.

Looking up, you’re stunned to lay eyes on such a beautiful man, so stunned that you let go. The goods fall into his grasp as his lilac eyes crinkle in amusement, his short purple hair is neatly messed up, and his casual black trousers look more expensive than your little apartment. Suddenly, you feel very small in your worn out joggers, but his smile somehow manages to blow your insecurities away.

“So,” he drawls, “It appears you have good taste.”

Even his voice is perfect. It’s melodious and pours through your ears like melting honey.

“Who doesn’t like chestnut tarts?”

His face contorts into mock disappointment as he sighs sadly, “Unfortunately my brother’s palette hasn’t matured yet.”

“It’s probably just a phase,” you assure him light-heartedly, “he’ll grow out of it.”

Your eyes drop back to the box and then away just as quick – you don’t want to seem desperate, but he seems to have caught on.

“What if we split it,” he suggests. That would be a fair since you both reached for it at the same time and there were two tarts in one box.

“I’d like that.”

“Meet me outside when you’re done then.”

With one last devilish smile and a small shake of the box, he saunters off, leaving you dumbfounded and slightly excited to see the handsome man again.

After you tuck the shopping bags into the back of your car, your gaze drifts to the bench overlooking the seaside and then to the figure lounging on it. As if feeling your gaze, the man turns and raises a hand, beckoning you over. You go to him, stomach rumbling and heart racing for the future that awaits.

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tokyo-revengers-writings · 2 years

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Deal (Haitani Brother's Drabble)

A/n: I know I've bonked you guys with a lot of Haitani angst, so here's your reward. I'm thinking about making daily drabbles?

"Hey!" Rindou pounded on his brother's door, "Open the door."

"Hmmm, no."

Rindou rolled his eyes and tried the door again, "Why'd you lock the door?"

"Isn't it obvious? To keep you out!"

Rindou shook his head. It was way too early to be dealing with Ran's bullshit. He knew that if he didn't wake Ran up, he'd stay in bed all day and do absolutely nothing productive.

"A locked door won't keep me out," Rindou muttered to himself as he kicked Ran's door clean off its hinges.

"WHAT THAT ACTUAL FUCK, RINDOU!?"

"Don't lock the door next time," Ran sat his foot back down on the ground, "Get out of bed already."

Ran snuggled tighter into the duvet, "Get off my dick, Rin. Let me sleep."

No, come on. We've got shit to do!"

"Tell 'em I'm sick or something!" Ran groaned.

"Why do you always fight me when I try to wake you up?"

"Because you haven't gotten the point yet!"

Rindou had to admit, his brother had a point.

"If you're gonna have me lie straight to Izana's face, then we're doing whatever I want tonight."

"Deal."

~~~

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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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tomansbaby · 2 years

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Hiii cute bloggg, was looking for angst but maybe also fluffy and a dash of smut~

I was thinking of Ran? Maybe reader having a crush on him since then but like them getting arrange marriage was Ran's not cup of tea, like she wasn't that stunning at all unlike the girls that parade around him.

But like yknow that goes down when he started to feel things for reader but like now she wants to leave, you could do any as you please honestly. I'm just having Ran here polluting my mind

"ghosting" -- ran x reader

warnings: mentions of sex, ran being a player ??? unreciprocated love idk its mostly fluff

who knew a harmless childhood crush could turn out this badly?

you've had the hots for ran for as long as you can remember. since diapers, even. you swoon over the little things. from the way he chews his bubblegum to the way he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear before leaning down to whisper something to you. and it makes your heart race every time.

he's famous for the constant lingering touches and sly words; so much that you started to think he had the hots for you too.

i mean, you had no reason not to.

you grew up together, went through heartaches and heartbreaks together, got in trouble together, even shared your first kiss together.

"we're just friends. i want you to remember that," he sighed out as he pulls you in closer for another deep kiss, the third kiss that day.

it all meant nothing to him though. he constantly had a crowd around him, full of girls eager to give him whatever he desired. and of course you could never compete, so you watched from the side lines for a while.

years went by with you watching ran swap spit and get tangled in the sheets with different girls each week.

obviously, you were upset with him but it would never last long. because he always ended up coming back to you.

"i missed you," he would say in a whisper, caressing your cheek with the back of one hand while the other is wrapped around your waist. you almost want to cry; you missed him too.

he knows you're upset, but he also knows it doesn't take much for you to crumble into pieces for him all over again and forget why you were even upset in the first place.

"we're still just friends, right?"

"yeah.. friends."

you got so tired of hearing that word. it's like it conditioned you to trigger your flight or fight response every time you heard it. so eventually, you distanced yourself.

it hurt at first, but you decided it was best to prioritize yourself for once and start to properly move on.

ran seemed more persistent than before. mostly because he was confused as to why you disappeared all of a sudden. he assumed he must've done something really bad this time, so he started blowing up your phone.

ran: hey, you there?

ran: we haven't hung out in a while, wanna come over?

ran: i miss you

ran: a lot

ran: hello?

ran: idk what i did but text me back

ran: come over i wanna see you

he says this yet he'll have another woman in his bed by tomorrow. you realize what game he's playing and sigh, throwing your phone to the side.

days pass and ran's texts have become more sparse. unsure how to feel, you try to ignore it anyway.

its better this way...

you're putting away some freshly cleaned laundry when you hear a knock at your door. turning down the music playing on your bluetooth speaker, you walk over to the door and freeze in place once you open it.

ran stands before you with an unreadable expression. you wonder if he's gotten taller.

"hi."

"what are you doing here ran?"

"yeah, i missed you too. can i come in?"

"answer my question first."

he sighs and lowers his head for a second. "i just wanna talk. no funny business i promise."

moving to the side and locking the door behind him, you get a whiff of his scent, you missed him more than you thought. regardless, you shake you head and cross your arms, waiting for his explanation.

ran looks a mess and tries his hardest not to look you in the eye. he fails, however, when he notices how silent you both have become. realizing the aggravated look on your face, he takes a step closer.

"you seem upset," ran says.

you blink.

he looks away again and runs his fingers through his hair. "you know i'm not good with words y/n... i just.. want to know why you've been ignoring me."

"i moved on," you decide to be honest, lying to him never got you anywhere before.

"moved on? from what?"

"from you."

"what are you talking about?"

you groan. "i know you're stupid but there's no way you're this stupid, ran."

hesitantly, he looks at you again and stays quiet.

"i've liked you for as long as i can remember, but i'm over it now. i'm over your mind games and i'm over you using me. so, i distanced myself," you feel tears welling up in your eyes but you continue anyway. "no, i don't hate you but i'm just tired of being the second choice. but i've come to accept that and decided to move on, that's all."

with your vision blurry and mind fuzzy, you didn't notice ran had walked closer to you. not until you felt his arms surround you.

"i like you too," his voice nonchalant and calm.

you want to push him away and call him a liar, but there's something about the tone in his voice and the way he's embracing you that seems genuine.

"don't lie to me, ran."

"i'm being dead serious," he wipes your eyes and cheeks as you look up at him, a shit-eating grin on his face. "i told you i'm bad with words, right? i never knew how to express it to you, so i'm glad you said it first."

god you want to punch him so bad. but you smile back at him, your heart beating too loud in your ears to do anything else.

"how do i know that you're not messing with me?" you question.

leaning down and pressing his lips onto yours, he pulls you even closer, staying like that for a while. suddenly, everything comes full circle and you feel complete when he opens his mouth again.

"why would i lie to the person i love?"

hiiii thank you for requesting <33 im sorry i couldnt add the arranged marriage theme in there like you wanted but i hope it was still good enough !! :')

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sunaluv · 5 months

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'IS SHE TAKEN?'

in which someone asks your man if you're single

feat: ran, gojo

RAN

the club setting was filled with more excitement tonight. don't get it twisted, any club or event hosted by the haitanis was guaranteed to be the event of the day, good vibes, hot people, and lots of money to be made. but when one of the brothers was actually present at the club? something about their aura seemed to bring out the vibes in people.

ran's hooded gaze watched adoringly at you across the club, the setting bringing nostalgia to the first time you met. ever the social butterfly you were, accepting another phone number from one of the girlfriends you made tonight. the other members of the roundtable looked at one another, wondering if the haitani brother was even present.

"no wonder you're so distracted, boss," the man next to him nudged him with his elbow, to which ran side-eyed him. "she's a looker, d'ya think she's single?"

your boyfriend appeared neutral as he let the guy ramble on about how hot you were, and what he would do to you given the chance. he missed the harsh roll of ran's eyes. if he didn't know you were spoken for, he would make sure this guy knew by the end of the night.

as if on queue, you waved bye to your new friends and started to make your way to the table. eyes followed your figure as you passed, but that was to be expected when the prettiest girl at the club walked past.

"hey, sweetheart," his soft lips pressed against the crown of your head. "you alright?"

"i'm good! a little tired though," you let out a deep sigh, melting into his arms. "these heels have been killing me..."

wordlessly, his large hands had your ankles in his lap, undoing the buckles on your heels and rubbing tender circles into the irritated skin.

he smirked at the relieved sigh that left your lips. "my buddy here has something to ask you, sweets."

the man next to you seemed to go silent since your arrival at the table, the consequences of his actions just hitting. a deep breath followed by a gulp as he wiped his damp hands against his slacks. he almost flinched when your hooded, yet dominating gaze met his own eyes, but after remembering who and where he was, he gained his composure almost as quickly as it left.

"nah 'ts nothin'," he waved his hand. "just a passing thought, is all..."

others both around the roundtable and those dancing near it tried not to make it obvious that they were watching the exchange going down. they found themselves pitying a character who would not deserve it, under different circumstances. but, as discussed, the haitani aura seems to throw things off of balance.

if he didn't want to talk, ran would do it for him. "he wants to know if your single, claims he could give you a lay better than your man could,"

your eyes left the man, instead looking over your boyfriends face in silent communication.

'you and i both know he can't'

'...i know, my love, just humor me every once in a while?'

'you're such a character sometimes, haitani'

'you love it though'

eyes darted between you, awaiting your response, thus his sentence in anticipation. he didn't know what telepathic language you were communicating in, but he was glad to not hear his fate get discussed right in front of him.

"i'm very flattered, but i have a boyfriend, sorry." your response was dry towards him, but the gaze you held with ran was anything but.

catching wind of what was about to happen, you excused yourself from the table, leaving a kiss on the corner of rans mouth, whispering a 'be good' in his ear before leaving.

whatever happened after your departure was not your business, after all.

GOJO

"hey man," a hand belonging to an unfamiliar man clasped on satorus shoulder. "do you know if the girl you came here with has a boyfriend?"

you had dragged your boyfriend to one of your friend's parties, much to his dismay. he's sworn off drinking after geto's blackmail folder started getting a bit thick, meaning there was nothing fun to do other than socialise, but he didn't want to after people flocked to him for the wrong reasons.

so now he was maybe the only sober one in this lively scene, which leads to the current events.

he spoke your name for clarity. "uhh, I'm not sure. you can go ask her if you want. ill even put in a good word for you."

has this man been a fraction more sober, he would've questioned why the blindfolded man's smile was so wide, or why he was so willing to help, but alas, this was a party and alcohol was supplied.

"thanks, dude! you're such a lifesaver."

satoru almost felt bad for the guy. he was practically buzzing whilst traversing through the sweaty bodies in search of you. he felt bad until he remembered how bored he was before this happened, he has to put himself first sometimes.

after a couple stumbles, reroutes and a rest break, they had finally found you in your angelic beauty, laughing with a group of girls he didn't know.

he thought it was quite cute how the guy seemed to become more shy at the sight of you, and satoru couldn't blame him. had he been someone more normal, he would act the same in your presence.

one of the girls caught sight of the pair by the entry and gestured you towards them. your face softened slightly at the sight of your six-foot-something boyfriend and his... friend?

"hey toru," you smiled, before looking at the other man. "who’s this?"

satoru said nothing, slapping the guy a little too harshly on the back before stepping back. the floor was his.

"hey," he breathed out, before introducing himself. "i saw you come in with your friend earlier, and just wanted to know if you were seeing anyone?"

your heart rate picked up, but not for the reason the guy was hoping. why was gojo like this? did he enjoy seeing you suffer?

he obviously did as when you looked over your shoulder to the said man, he gave you a big, encouraging grin with both thumbs up. the audacity.

he had thrown you to the wolves and left you to fend for yourself.

"uhm..." you breathed, trying not to shatter the poor guy's heart. "i have a boyfriend, unfortunately. sorry."

"what do you mean, unfortunately!" satoru mocked you from behind the guy. "I'm a total catch, right?" he turned to the guy. "right??"

though delayed, the guy had finally come to the realisation he had been punked by the man who egged him on the whole time. his face burst into a deep shade of red, apologising profusely before rushing back into the crowd.

"you're such an ass, gojo."

"the last name huh?" he scratched the back of his neck. "I'm in for it arent i?"

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rizsu · 1 year

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not delusional sano brothers & haitani brothers.

-> haikyuu & jujutsu kaisen version

shinichiro sano.

“shin,” a little girl calls for her brother. curious hands safely holding shinchiro's phone as she runs through the shop to find her brother. reaching her destination, emma stands on the tip of her toes, holding out his phone up to his face, “who's this girl?”

shoving his cigarette down into the ashtray, shinichiro lifts emma onto his hip. he squints at the phone's screen before looking back at his eight year old sister with a smile, “curious?”

“mhm!”

emma sways her head side to side waiting for an answer from him. shinichiro takes his phone from her, placing it into his pocket while he walks out from his shop and to the house.

“she's my girlfriend.”

“GIRLFRIEND!?”

emma slaps both hands on her mouth, wide eyes looking at her brother in genuine shock. embarrassment settles in shinichiro, he did not need his little sister to shout so loudly. was it really that shocking!? he sets her down the moment he stepped into their home, letting out an airy laugh as he smoothens emma's skirt, “yes, i'm not lying.”

emma's face merges into another shocked expression, her eyebrows raised and her lips curved into an ‘O’. nodding twice emma runs off into the house, whisper-yelling “mikey! mikey!” she's probably going to tell him the jaw-dropping news.

manjiro sano.

draken's suspicious. mikey's been awfully quiet and smiles to himself a lot. raising an eyebrow, draken takes another sip of his drink, is he going crazy? he judges mikey again. for the fifth time this day, mikey's giggled and smiled to himself like a little girl thinking about her celebrity crush.

“what the hell is going on with you?!” draken questions, he takes hold of a random fork from the table, pointing it at mikey demanding an answer.

“say, ‘ken,” mikey speaks, resting both elbows on and clasping his fingers together, he leans in closer before continuing, “what would you do if you got a girlfriend?”

draken, though holding a normal expression, is currently surprised. what does mikey mean? did mikey score a girl? is he truly going insane? questions that'll never find their answers. opening his mouth to answer, draken immediately closes it—he has to think about his answer precisely.

“i'd probably want to show her off? why the fuck are you asking me this!?”

“perfect answer because you see,” mikey stops himself, he leans over the table to whisper in draken's ear, “I GOT A GIRL!” he shouts and receives a slap on the head.

“first of all, never do that again.” draken rubs his ear, rolling his eyes as he shoos mikey away.

“secondly, are your impulses getting worse? need me to get you your comfort snack?” draken genuinely questions. he thinks mikey's gone insane.

“...don't talk to me.” slapping his palms on the table, mikey dramatically slings his bag on his shoulder walking out the shop with fake tears.

ran haitani.

rindou opens the door after three knocks. he looks at you up and down for five seconds before concluding that you got the wrong house. so what does he do? he closes the door but luckily, ran saw you and held the door open.

“don't lock my girl out, rin.”

“sorry, my bad—YOUR GIRL!?”

rindou stops from walking back to his room and spins around immediately. he points at ran before pointing at you, clearly he's confused. from what rindou remembers, ran's a loser that sweet talks but never manages to get past that, so what does he mean by “my girl”?!

you stand there awkwardly while the two brothers bicker. ran's offended and rindou's just rindou. looking at the two brothers, you decide to stop them and introduce yourself.

“hello, i'm y/n.”

“hi, i'm rindou. anyways, RAN.”

he shouts ran's name, demanding further explaination. and what does ran do? shuffle past rindou while pulling you your wrist. he pulls you in front of him before looking back at his younger brother with a lazy smile, “i'll tell you the details later.”

rindou rolls his eyes, walking into his room but before that, he responds to ran, “you better. good night you two.”

rindou haitani.

“you look like a creep.” sanzu walks up to rindou, resting his cold soda on rindou's head. his eyes move to what rindou's watching and looks back to him with a teasing smile.

“what do you mean by creep.” rindou says, slapping off sanzu's drink.

“well, if i saw a random thirty year old man dressed in dark tones looking at a girl i'd think you're a creep—without context of course.” sanzu defends himself, sitting beside rindou slinging an arm over the bench's backrest.

rindou raises his middle finger to sanzu's face, he's not going to listen to him anymore. unlocking his phone, he texts you.

rindou smiles at your texts which creeps sanzu out. seriously, he's getting goosebumps so he must talk about it.

“gang executive smiles at silly texts with his girlfriend, how unsettling.” sanzu feigns a tremble, looking at rindou in pure disgust as if he committed a crime.

“shut up, pill popper and how did you know..” squinting his eyes at sanzu, rindou questions. how did sanzu know? what was bonten's number two doing to find out such information? how bored was sanzu?

giving rindou a grin, sanzu gives him a vague answer, “i have my ways.”

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stargirlo · 2 months

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whatever she wants ♡.

your boyfie luvs spoiling you with his money! and he doesn't care if he maxes out his credit card just by spending money on the stuff that you want to buy. he just wants to see his pretty girl happy, that's all. his love language is gift giving, so why not show his love to you by showering you with designer bags and red bottoms?

you're always whining about how he shouldn't give you this many stuff, even if it wasn't a special occasion. but he insists, who is going to stop him?

need your nails done? check, appointment is already made. you're craving oysters? the reservation is booked. want to be on the highest floor of a five-star hotel in singapore? prepare for the breathtaking view baby. your birkin bag is getting old? the order is at your doorstep. need a new tiffany and co bracelet? get in the car and lets buy you a new one.

honestly he knows every clothing brand that you like because he has a list of your wants and needs. whenever you say something like "this sundress is cute." or "these tory burch sandals would go with this, yeah?" he would instantly take note of it and buy it for you the next day. this man is tiring, but you absolutely adore him. not because of his money, but because of the way he treats you.

he treats you with full on royalty, as if you were his queen, in which, you already are. so, you can't help but give him your thanks to him for doing all these things.

"f-fuck baby, is this your thanks f'me..?" he dryly chuckles, slenders fingers slipping through your well styled hair, to which it was ruined by how tight he's gripping your fucking scalp. ouchie.

you nodded eagerly, sucking him off like your life depended on it. moans vibrated against his cock, letting his body jolt in absolute pleasure. he threw his head back, letting you have your way on his cock as it snuggles deep down your warm and tight throat. he can't help but buck his hips upwards into your throat, a stifled moan bubbling through his gritted teeth. a sweat rolls down his forehead, eyebrows knit together as he looks down at the gorgeous view of you being between his legs and sucking his cock to oblivion.

"ye'r such a slut y'know t-that . . . shit-" he hissed in pleasure, inhaling sharply before letting out a groan. your thighs rubbed together, trying to reach out for some friction for yourself while you gave your precious boyfriend a blow job. he lets out a string of curses and praises, murmuring something about how he's going to ruin your pussy after this, and it only turned you on further, feeling a wet patch on your victoria secret thong.

suddenly, you withdrew from his cock, watching a thin string of spit connect from his cock and to your glossy lips. you looked up at him teary-eyed, your plump lips turning into a small "o" shape as you let out shallow breaths. "what's wrong baby? dick t'much to take down ye'r throat?" he mocks, looking down at you with a sneer. how mean.

" 's okay sugar, daddy's gotcha . . . now c'mere," he pants, his pointer and ring finger beckoning you to crawl up his lap, and so you did. as you got yourself situated and comfortable on his lap, his cock occasionally rubbing against your soaked panties that was desperate to be fucked like a useless glory hole. his hands move under your skirt, pulling down the thong away as it revealed your hungry pussy to his eyes. it was glistening with your slick, and he was definitely going to have a field day with this slip 'n slide.

"you're so wet f'me, and all jus' by suckin' my dick." he chuckles, gripping your hips firmly and lifting it up with a subtle movement, just enough to feel the tip of his cock rubbing against your puffy 'n needy clit. you let out a short gasp, taking a hold on his shoulders as you looked down at the lewd scenery below you. "aht, aht sugar . . . look at me," he gently slaps your ass, bringing back your attention to him and looking at him directly. he murmurs a low "thereee we go." before sliding you down his cock, a high-pitched yelp eliciting from your lips.

his cock slides in further, deeper and deeper until you feel his cock fill you up to the hilt. you're now basically cockdrunk, and he hasn't done anything to make you be in this position yet. you babbled how he's "too big" and that "you're full" but he could only watch in awe. "shh, shh, look how soaked your pussy is . . . look at how easy it just slides in, aand out." he huffs, moving your hips with ease as the base of his cock slips in and out of your pussy, erupting a lewd squelch.

"now c'mon baby, show me how really thankful you are f'me . . ." his hands now let go of your hips, making you fully sit down on his cock as your pussy warms it up. your lips tug a small pout, his hands being placed behind his head as he raised a brow. his expression already spoke volumes on what he was going to say, so you tried your best to lift up your shaky hips and thighs as you worked your way into riding his cock.

let's just say he had to do most of the work later on :(

💌: gojo satoru, geto suguru, hiromi higuruma, chuuya nakahara, haitani brothers, sanzu haruchiyo, manjiro sano, shuji hanma, wakasa imaushi, rafe cameron, ++ your favs!!

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rosze-v · 2 years

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purple roses and baby breaths

pairing: Haitani Ran x Reader

synopsis: Haitani Ran and you went out on a date after overlooking Roppongi at the hills last night, a continuation of Part 1 (You don’t really need to read the first part to understand the story but there are some parts that will make you understand them better)

tw: fluff, Haitani Ran was mentioned as a whore, Bonten Haitani Ran, foul words, mentions of unaliving people, cute Ran, Rindou and Sanzu being an absolute menace again, all the Bonten higher ups, not beta read.

w.c : 3.5k

a/n: Halu! So here it is a part 2 of my first Haitani Ran fics! I didn’t expect someone would ask for a part 2 and after thinking about it, I managed to write some and surprisingly it was quite long. I’m so happy my fics are going well, and so many people are liking it, it truly made my day. I realized I'm getting a bit better in writing, and I also managed to explain, or rather ‘show’ a bit better than before. Thank you so much for those who read my writings and I’m sorry if this is not up to expectations. Have an amazing day!

Haitani Ran have been staring at his own reflection on the mirror for the 20th time that morning, literally 20 times. The first time he checked his reflection is by the mirror in his bathroom, he had washed his face, put on those skincare Kokonoi told him about, it could get rid of all those ugly blemishes on your face, he said but really Ran’s skin has always been clear, aside from little pimples here and there. Ran also made sure his face is clean shaven and free of stubbles.

The second time he checked the mirror is by the one in his walk-in closet, he was picking out clothes to wear. His first option is his casual suit, that always make him look attractive but that shows too much ‘business’ in his opinion. The second option was a black button up with black slacks, but he thinks he still look like he’s doing business. Then came his third option, black turtleneck, and brown slacks.

Once Ran put it on, he smiles at himself because its perfect he thought. The turtleneck covers his Bonten tattoo, yet at the same time showcase his beautiful body line in which he flexes his muscles shamelessly, nodding at himself because he already looks hot as hell. He then chooses a Patek Phillipe watch he bought recently, accompanying his share of accessories are the small hoop earring on his left ear while the right ear is don with a long earring. He chose a brown leather Oxford to complete his overall look.

The third time he checked his mirror is the one on his vanity, he sat down on the vanity seat, wondering what hair style should he go for. Let the hair free and fluffy or his usual slicked back hair? He chose his usual slicked back hair because of course, that’s the best style for him. Ran then spritz some La Nuit de l'Homme from Yves Saint Laurent; his favorite brand and as always, Haitani Ran smells like sex appeal on legs. Ran was going to stand up but he remembered Kokonoi telling him that he should put on some lip balms because of his ugly ass cracked lips and so he did, put on some lip balms because, who knows what will happen right.

After the 20th time of checking himself out because truly he wants to look his best for the little lunch he’s having with you, or in another word, a date after 2 years of simple hook ups. So of course, he wants to look his best yet everyone and the goddamn fly in his room knows he’s just nervous and woke up at 8 in the morning because he’s finally going on a date after 2 freaking years. Ran then walked out of his room and went to the lounge room to chuck some alcohol in his system because his nerves are buzzing like crazy.

Ran was greeted by all, yes all, of the Bonten higher ups in the lounge room, discussing about some new business they’re trying to get into. You see, it has been a very long time since they saw Ran smiling like an idiot by himself, as well as seeing the clear, excited bounce on his feet coming into the lounge room. It was of course his own brother who called him out first, Haitani Rindou.

“And why are you smiling like that?”. Ran glances to his brother and continues to smile, albeit creepily in Rindou’s opinion. Sanzu was looking at Ran up and down, noticing how nice he looks and the smell of Ran’s fragrance was intoxicating enough that he, who was sitting on the couch a few meters away from him, can smell it.

“Its like you’re going out on a date for the first time in what? 2 years?”. It was silence. Pure silence as Ran’s smile before turns into a bashful grin because yes, it is a date. Kokonoi and Sanzu gasps loudly, while Rindou’s eyes were as huge as saucers because his whore of a brother is going on a date. Kakucho only nodded in understanding whilst Akashi and Mochizuki raise a drink to Ran’s new date, chuckling between themselves.

“So, who is it? This unlucky date of yours?”. Mikey asked while he munches on some sweets, interested in the date Ran’s going because truly, Ran is a certified Bonten whore yet someone manage to snag a date with him.

“Oh, its just someone I met last night. They were cute and can you believe it? They don’t know shit about me despite going to our club at Roppongi.”

“That’s definitely new, usually people who come know its our territory.” Ran nodded at Rindou’s remark as he continues.

“Yeah, they told me they came to the club because they’re curious.” A puzzled look was bare on all of the Bonten higher ups face. “Curious of a goddamn club because they never went there.” Sanzu burst out laughing because who would have thought someone would be going to a club because they’re curious.

“Okay my dear Bonten members, I, Haitani Ran, is going out on a date.” Ran said, walking away from the crowd though suddenly he stopped and turn around, his eyes squinting and with a pointed finger he declares. “If any of you shits, tries to pull any stupid shit, you best know I’ll bust your ass. So, Rindou, Sanzu, you bet I’m going to crack your skulls if the both of you do something dumb that can ruin the date.” Rindou held his hands up, gesturing that he’s not going to do anything while Sanzu flips him off, telling him to fuck off.

Haitani Ran were driving to your apartment when he feels as if something is missing. He tries to recollect anything he forgot but he was sure that he have bring his wallet with him and there’s nothing else that he forgets. He was driving by the streets of Roppongi when he saw a lady with a bouquet of flower in her hand and it clicks, no date is complete without flowers. Ran then went over to a flower shop and bought you a bouquet of flower, a mix of light purple roses and white baby breaths. The old lady from the flower shop told him that the one receiving the flowers is very lucky which flares his ego. Once he arrived in front of your apartment, he sends you a text saying that he already arrived. During the waiting, he checks out his appearance again, running his hair back, smelling himself because he has to make sure he smells good because hygiene is important kids.

Ran is, without a doubt, nervous, his hands were getting clammy and he could feel butterflies rampaging in his stomach. The seconds waiting for you is getting to him and it made him really wonder if this is the right thing to do. His doubt was gnawing at him because first, he’s a gang member, a notorious one at that, and you’re just a normal human being. Two, he hasn’t gone on a date for so long, he forgotten how it should really go on, and third, all the relationships he had, never lasted over a month.

The lilac haired man was having the crisis of his life when his door open, and in you come with a small hi and a sorry for being late and all those doubts and questioning he had were out of the door, and shut tight because, holy shit. Beautiful is an understatement of how you look, your soft hair, styled perfectly, your shy smile you gave him managed to pump his blood faster than it should be and you guys didn’t even coordinate yet you’re wearing brown too but instead of black and brown, you went for white and brown.

“Ran? Are you okay? Why are you so red?”. You asked while placing a hand on his cheek, a look of worry is evident on your face. Ran sigh at your cool hand as he smiles, and nodded, telling you that he’s more than fine.

“Its nice meeting you again (y/n)”. Your lips curled up again as you reply.

“Yes, its nice meeting you again Ran.” Suddenly, Ran turn around and probe around for something in the back seat, when he come back with a bouquet of flowers for you. You gasp as you took the bouquet in your hand and smell it. The smell was of course divine but you were touched at the fact that he bought you flowers. You giggle in glee as you thank Ran, and give his hand a squeeze.

“I’m glad you like them. Now, shall we go for our lunch?”. You nodded as he pushes on his gas pedal and off the both of you go. It was silent, the ride between the two of you but it was not awkward in the slightest. Ran noticed you were smelling the flowers while looking out at the scenery, the soft music of Get You by Daniel Caesar can be heard, and Ran smiles to himself. It felt complete, nice, like a piece of that thing he was searching through the beds of the people he stayed in. Who would have thought that piece was found by looking over Roppongi last night? Who would of that piece he searched for two years tirelessly is now sitting beside him, on the way to have some lunch?

Yeah, he would have never thought of that.

The both of you arrived at a sushi restaurant, further away from Roppongi and is near the nature. Ran thought that he didn’t want anyone to disturb him and his date, especially those pesky bugs at Bonten. Ran went out of the car and jogged to your side of the car and open the door for you. You hold onto his hand that he held out, giving him another heart stopping smile, according to Ran, as he locks the car. You thought Ran were going to let go of your hand but instead he continued holding onto it, even locking it together.

“I have a reservation for two, the name’s Haitani.” The waiter nodded as she led the both of you into the beautiful restaurant. The restaurant’s motif was clearly to bring out the beauty of nature where wood is mainly the theme of the restaurant. The both of you were given a seat outside that overlooks the beautiful nature scenery.

And of course, Ran being the surprising gentleman he is, pulled out the chair for you and you swear your heart is screaming at how sweet he is. He asked you on what you wanted to order, in which you told him to surprise you. Ran gave you a smirk as he continues ordering while you chose to finally admire him. Truth be told, you were a nervous wreck, Haruki, being the sweetheart, she is chose to help you get ready and she did an amazing job. You look and feel attractive, and by the looks and act of Ran, you wish to believe he thought so too.

You noticed how much more handsome Ran is today, with his black turtleneck perfectly accentuating his beautiful body line and those wide shoulders. His accessories though minimal were perfect for him, especially the long earring, it made his side profile look so much sharper. You then went on ogling his hands, his long fingers and veiny hands made you salivate a bit, who wouldn’t like nice looking hands right?

Ran were not oblivious of course, he noticed you were watching him, admiring him and now that you were looking intensely at his hands, along with the reddening face of yours, he realized that he might as well give you what you want. Ran’s hand slowly glides over the table separating the both of you as he laid out his hand in front of you.

“You want to hold my hands?”. You look up at him and with a flutter of your eyelashes— which spikes his heart beat and rings his head—, you nodded. You place your hand in his and immediately, Ran interlocks his fingers with yours. You could feel your face getting warmer because you’re so goddamn lucky for snagging this hotness in front of you.

“So, do you like it so far? The date?”. He asked, his voice low.

“Yes! I really like it from the beginning actually.” You giggle and continue. “I really like the flowers, they’re so lovely and how did you know I like baby breaths?”. Ran shrugged, showing you a proud face as his unoccupied hand pointed at the side of his head.

“I had a premonition that my lovely (y/n) would love baby breaths.” The both of you laugh at Ran’s silly take but truth be told, it was the old lady’s idea when Ran told the lady frantically that he’s going on a first date. Not that he would ever tell you.

You look around the restaurant and added. “I love this restaurant too! I never expected that Roppongi would have a restaurant like this. You never cease to surprise me huh?”. Ran shrugged again, his thumb circling over your knuckle as he answers.

“I promised you fun right? Besides, we’re pretty far from Roppongi and I thought this would be a great place without any distractions from anyone.” You raised a brow at how Ran said those last words because he gave an annoyed look and a pursed lip, muttering under his breath about disgusting flies like Rindou and Sanzu.

He noticed your questioning look and suddenly he felt a heavy weight in his stomach. He gulps, his adam’s apple bobbing up and down at the thought that he has to explain to you now. Ran can’t keep his identity a secret forever and for all he knows, you might have already known. Ran wonder what will you think of him if you know the kind of person he is? He’s not exactly an innocent man, hell, no innocent man would belong to Bonten. He could feel his chest tightening at the thought of you leaving him and somehow, he feels as if he lose all hope. Ran’s wild thoughts were stopped by your question.

“Ran? What’s the matter?”. Ran looked up and you met his frantic lilac eyes. You were taken aback by the sudden change of mood as you squeeze his hand, trying to calm him down. Ran coughs, trying to push away the stone like feeling lodging in his throat. You give him a glass of the green tea served beforehand, in which he chugged down. Ran sighed and he gaze into your eyes, and thought, fuck it.

“I know this sound conceited as hell but…do you know who I am?”. Ran were looking into you, analyzing any pattern of discomfort or hatred, instead he was greeted with a huge laugh and a light slap of his chest. Ran is confused and somewhat hurt now because he was dead serious.

“I am so sorry for laughing Ran but”. You continue giggling as you pull your chair closer to the table, so you can get closer to him. You place a hand on his cheeks and gently rub it, and with a smile you say.

“I thought it was something serious Ran, like you need to shit or something. But yes, I know who you are, Haitani Ran, the executive of Bonten.” Ran’s face was still clouded with distress as you continue. “It’s okay Ran, I don’t hate you for being a gang member.” You give the most assuring smile you could give and Ran sigh loudly, and held onto your hand that was on his cheek.

“I was just worried you would be scared of me or hate me.” Ran admit. A dejected look glazes over his handsome face. You could almost see an imaginary rain and cloud over him.

“I’m not going to lie Ran, I was a bit scared but do you know, I’m a believer too?”. Ran’s eyebrows furrow at your statement. “The Ran I met last night is so much more than the Haitani Ran of Bonten. I understand if you have done bad deeds, but what exactly can I do about it?”. You said as you held the both of Ran’s hand, staring deep into his eyes.

“I wouldn’t be unrealistic and say I don’t care but I would like to believe that, whatever it was you did were with reason. Besides, I like you the way you are, Bonten or not.” You muttered shyly.

“So, you’re okay with having a gang member as a boyfriend?”. Your smile before turn into a wide toothy grin as you tease.

“So, you’re my boyfriend now huh?”. Ran, realizing his words turn red as he covers his face in embarrassment. He then whispers, “if you want me to be…”. You chuckle again, taking off his hands from his face and respond.

“I thought we have already established that?”. Ran’s lips curled into a grin as he nodded, the food finally came and by the look and smell of it, you knew Ran’s choices would be amazing. The both of you began eating, the topic completely change from the heaviness it was before. It was another question and answer session about each other, like what to expect from each other’s time and he finally found out you’re actually a professor at a local university. You also told him that you’re currently staying with your best friend, Haruki and explained that she was the one who told you about him, and Bonten.

Ran then indulge you in questions about his personal life, the fact that he has a brother and some stories about his childhood, though very vaguely, he told you how he become who he is. You learned that Ran have always been in this kind of life and it was inevitable for him to be in a gang.

“Have you killed someone?”. You asked nonchalantly, chewing on the tasty sashimi while Ran was caught off guard by the heavy question. It took him some time before he could answer it, weighing between whether he should lie or tell the truth, but he rationalize that if he wanted to make it serious between the both of you, telling the truth is important.

“Yes, I have.” He answered, looking at you for your reaction. You shrugged and ask another question.

“Were they… good people? You know what I mean.” You look up to him, meeting his piercing eyes.

“No, they were bad people, people who definitely deserves it. We don’t kill innocent people, well at least, I don’t. But really, we don’t condone it cause it will get us in trouble. Its better to kill people with records already, so the police won’t question it much.” You nodded, secretly relief at his answer because that was what bugged you so much. Though killing people is still very, very scary but at least Ran have a degree of morals. You flash him a smile, a smile saying that its okay.

After the both of you finish eating, he paid for the meal though after much fight from you but Ran insist and even threatened the waitress saying if you take their money, I’ll call your boss and the poor waitress nodded frantically as she takes Ran’s card. He then suggested some ice cream in which you agree as he went to a McDonald’s drive through and ordered two Mcflurries.

“Do you… want to go home now?”. You could see a cute pout forming on Ran’s lips as his finger drum against the steering wheel.

“How about we go over the hill again, I still want to talk with you.” You said, as Ran, your new boyfriend held onto your hands and drive the both of you there.

Maybe, it wasn’t so bad after all, meeting someone at a club, just to later stay on the hills overlooking Roppongi.

Extra scene because why not:

It was already night when Ran came home, scrolling through his phone, at your chat where you’re sending him all the pictures the both of you took. Ran was looking at the pictures, specifically zooming into your face while smiling like a fool in love. Which he is.

“Well, well, well, if isn’t the beast, finally home with a disgusting grin on his face.” Ran head snapped front, looking at his brother who was sitting beside Mikey while Sanzu was at the other side of Mikey. “You know, your date today, they were a beauty, truly beautiful.” Rindou adds.

“Yet they are dating at this…” Sanzu say while pointing up and down at Ran with his hand. “This beast of a human. Urgh, how dare you get a date as attractive as they are when you look like a swirly candy?”. Ran scoffed in disbelief at Sanzu and Rindou’s words as he took of his shoes and throws it at them, surprisingly hitting the both of them square in the face.

“One more word Rindou, Sanzu. One more fucking word and I’ll pull out the guns, and feed it to the both of you.” Mikey chuckles at Ran as Kokonoi pesters him for the details. Finally, the whore of Bonten is now a changed and in love man, and it all took only one person, one night and one lunch.

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okkalo · 3 months

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ran would give you such shit for being shorter than him. you want a kiss but can’t reach? he’s acting like he never heard you, looking around with nonchalance and a smug smile on his face. you pull at his sleeve to further try to get his attention? he thinks that’s cute, so, sure, he’ll look down at you finally. once you repeat that you want him to lean down and kiss you he’ll put on a thinking face, seeming unsure. “the weather’s pretty nice up here, doll, i think i’ll stay up here.” you give him a push to his chest, annoyed by his behavior. and then, only then, will he finally swoop down, taking your hands into his so you can’t push him away, and give you a sickeningly sweet kiss.

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hoetani · 2 years

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| ONE DATE |

Warnings: fluff, lil angst maybe, comfort kinda (17+ Blog)

Relationship: Ran Haitani x fem!Reader

A/n: V quick for a special Haitani’s bday!! (happy bday to him too ig)

“C’mon, just one date.”

As you’ve grown older, you’ve come to learn many life lessons, for example, if you want something you need to work for it, or to always treat others with respect and they’ll do the same, or Ran fucking Haitani doesn’t give up easily.

At this point it doesn’t faze you, it’s almost become routine. You bump into each other, he asks you out, you politely decline and then he smirks cockily like he’s enjoying this little game.

At this point you expect it, especially here, at the famously held house party. Patting his arm consolingly, you give him a pitiful smile, “Nice try.”

His smug smile never wavers, “One day you’ll say yes.”

“Sure.”

Oh how you’re eating your words, because if there’s one life lesson that always comes back to bite you in the ass, it’s ‘if you don’t want something to happen, it will most definitely happen’.

“C’mon pretty girl, one drink,” the sleezy guy slurs as he obnoxiously leans his weight against you. It’s hard not to choke against the strong stench of alcohol on his breath, it makes your eyes water.

“I-I can’t,” you manage to wheeze out, arms flailing slightly to keep yourself upright.

His grip tightens on your body as he leers at you, mouth curling into an ugly smirk, “Why not?”

Your brain is on overdrive as you race through a folder of possible excuses, before you can even think, you blurt out, “I have a boyfriend.”

He looks taken aback, allowing you to wrench free from his grip. Massaging your sore shoulder, your nose scrunches at the sight of him – you weren’t exactly scared, but extremely uncomfortable.

“I don’t see him.”

“That’s because he’s getting me a drink,” you say, hoping your performance is at least slightly believable, “actually, there he is now.”

You scamper off without another word, slipping next to the purple haired male and snaking an arm around his waist. Ran tears his gaze away from the interesting game of beer pong and peers down at you with a queried brow, “Didn’t think you’d change your mind that fast.”

“There’s a guy harassing me,” you say quietly, “told him you were my boyfriend.”

You can practically feel his ego inflate as his signature smirk makes an appearance, “Is that so?”

Leaning down, he scrutinises your face before planting a small kiss to the corner of your lips, it’s a chaste and modest display of affection but you suddenly find yourself wanting more. You pull away spluttering, “What the hell was that?”

“Isn’t that something a boyfriend would do?” he asks no one in particular, “You’re right, a boyfriend wouldn’t kiss you there, he’d kiss you properly.”

Before Ran can envelope your lips fully, you push him away, flustered and embarrassed. His poorly stifled chuckle makes you huff petulantly. Your shenanigans are interrupted when you make eye contact with the weird man from earlier. Shyly, you grab Ran’s hand and lead him to the other end of the house; the dance floor.

Slowly, you begin to sway your body, blending into the crowd with Ran at your side. His heavy hands rest on your hips, pulling you closer until there’s no distance between you. His repressed groans are enchanting and for some reason you want to hear more. You can feel him lean down, the trace of his breath against the crook of your neck.

“So, about that date…”

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airbendertendou · 5 months

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May I please get a scenario or hc (whatever is easier for you!) of Rindo’s s/o dying their hair to match his hair color? Like they do it while he’s at work and he has no idea until he comes home. Thank you! I hope you have a good day/night!

synopsis : reader changes their hair to match their boyfie <3 characters included : mikey, ran, draken, koko & bonten!rindou

if you have a blank blog [no bio, no user, no header or profile pic, nothing reblogged, etc] do not interact with my content. you will be blocked.

— MANJIRO! ♥︎ you copy his classic, half-up hairstyle ♥︎ doesn't even notice you've changed your hair ♥︎ draken says something snarky abt it like "oh, you're matching, cute." ♥︎ nd mikey goes ??? w his cheeks puffed out from a taiyaki ♥︎ but when he turns to see you ♥︎ it's like the sun shines down onto you carefully ; like angels are singing ; like he's falling in love all over again ♥︎ his head flops onto your shoulder, arms shakily bringing you closer to his hold ♥︎ mumbles something about turning you into a sano /:

— DRAKEN! ♥︎ you go for jus a simple braid, a little piece of hair tugged out ♥︎ he snorts when he sees you, rolling his eyes nd everything ♥︎ but his ears are so so red ♥︎ and hes thought abt how to tell you how pretty you look ; how you need a dragon tattoo now, too ♥︎ shoves you under his arm when you tease him abt his blush, digging his chin into the top of your head annoyingly ♥︎ tugs on that little strand a lot!! jus to get your attention, he swears ♥︎ but has this sort of pride in his eyes when you show your hair off at the toman meeting

— RAN! ♥︎ your hair is styled into two braided pigtails ♥︎ oh hes so smug ♥︎ but also keeps an eye narrowed and focused on anyone mking inappropriate comments ♥︎ we live in a society where pigtails are sexualized ♥︎ twirls your braids the way he twirls his!! ♥︎ will also purposely mess his hair up so you have to fix it for him ): ♥︎ grins at any and all matching hair accessories he see ♥︎ talk him out of getting the giant, obvious bows please

— KOKONOI! ♥︎ can b his bonten hair or his current one! ♥︎ either way, you twist or braid a few pieces of hair to mimic his style ♥︎ hates it at first ♥︎ bc how dare you make his signature style look better than he does ):< ♥︎ ends up liking it bc now he has easy access to kiss your ear nd neck ♥︎ he goes through all the other styles you'd look nice in ; all the colors you could pull off ♥︎ something about your hair matching his... ♥︎ makes you feel more official, somehow

— RINDOU! ♥︎ bonten era ; you get the jellyfish cut! or maybe copy his colors- ♥︎ he knew abt your hair appointment but didnt think it was anything out of the ordinary ♥︎ little did he know.... ♥︎ he just stares ♥︎ like wide-eyed, heartstopping, can barely breathe stares ♥︎ stands to his full height and cups your chin, turning your head gently to get a full view ♥︎ grins w pink cheeks ): kisses the tip of your nose and just continues to stare ♥︎ "all mine......" its whispered before he takes your breath in a kiss ♥︎ He's Obsessed.

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mitsuyeaah · 11 months

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misdemeanour.

— ran haitani x f! reader

cw: nsfw (mdni), thigh riding, light bdsm (handcuffs), roleplaying (police officer!ran), mentions of alcohol use, pet names (princess)

a/n: inspired by that one ran photo that’s circulating right now. he’s so hot istg (*´꒳`*)

the loud bass of the music reverberated throughout the entire house, feeling every beat of it thumping inside your chest. you navigated through the dimly lit living room packed with sweaty intoxicated bodies, some of them moving against the music dressed in varieties of different costumes.

your friend, rindou, had hosted a costume party for his birthday. of course, as innocent as it sounded, the activities within the walls of his house were a complete contrast. It was wild to say the least. beer pong outside their lawn next to a keg stand, people doing shots at the kitchen island, couples making out somewhere private, people dancing in the living room, and more.

you were amongst the people doing some shots in the kitchen. your throat burned at the sensation of the hot liquid going down—tequila—, face scrunching at the bitter taste of the liquid poison. a round the kitchen island, there stood some of your close friends, rindou included.

there was one particular man that caught your eyes. The one standing right across you, dressed in a navy blue police officer uniform, topped with a police hat. his long two-toned hair were secured in two braids that cascaded down his chest. you noticed how the two of you seemed to always accidentally make eye contact amidst the chaos inside the kitchen. hisamethyst eyes lingering on yours a little too long before he looked elsewhere—you swore you could see a slight desperation in them. like he wanted something.

rindou had introduced the man earlier as his older brother, ran. he was indeed a gentleman, going even as far as extending his hand to shake your own.

throughout the entire time you were doing shots in the kitchen, you and ran had about more than 5 wordless exchanges through eye contact. you weren’t complaining though, he was very easy on the eyes but you just wished he approached you. “i’ll be right back! i need to go to the bathroom!” you yelled over the music, leaning over the table to let everyone know. “okay, you better hurry! we’re starting another round soon.” rindou yelled back.

you exchanged one last eye contact with ran, this time mustering up a small smile before leaving for the bathroom. you messily made your way to the bathroom, your head slightly spinning from the tequila shots. you managed to make it safely to the bathroom without tripping over anything or anyone by grabbing the walls for support.

after doing your business and washing your hands, you looked at yourself in the mirror and fixed your appearance—noticing how the strap of your costume had slipped off your shoulder. if you were being honest, this devil costume you had on was half-assed. only because you didn’t bother buying a new one and instead wore the only costume you already had.

you cupped your cheeks and let out a sharp exhale, feeling the burning temperature of your skin due to the amount of alcohol in your system.

you closed the bathroom door behind you but before you could even take a step, you found yourself trapped between the door and the man you’ve been eyeing all night, ran. the back of your head rubbed against the cool surface of the door as you craned your neck to look up at the tall man.

he was indeed more beautiful up close. little specks of dark purple scattered around his lavender irises. his soft pink lips looking a little too tempting. “o-oh! sorry! did you need to use the bathroom?” your breathing became uneven as you held his gaze, waiting for his answer.

he gave you a saccharine smile as he let out a soft hum that only you could hear. ran shook his head ‘no’ and leaned in closer to your ear. his scent engulfed your nose, it was sweet yet musky, just how you liked it. “you’re under arrest for a misdemeanour for being too fucking hot..”

your breath hitched. you could feel blood rushing to your cheeks as his hot breath ghosted over the side of your neck, causing goosebumps. “wha—” “nuh uh.. place your hands in front of you like this.” ran jutted his hands out between you two, both his hands securely intertwined with one another.

doing so, ran skilfully secured your wrists together using the metal cuffs that hung from his belt loop. you slightly shivered at the cool sensation of it against your burning skin. before you could do anything, ran hooked a thumb on the chain that connected the cuffs and tugged your wrists above your head.

your hands were now bound over your head, resting against the door behind you. with one hand securely locking your hands above you, his free hand grabbed the baton, the tip of it resting below your chin to jut your face upwards.

“you think you can just walk around my house looking this delicious?”

you rubbed your thighs against one another, yearning for some kind of friction as you looked into his eyes. the desperation in his amethyst eyes mirrored your own.

ran noticed this and clicked his tongue. he swiftly pushed your feet apart to spread your legs and tucked his knee right at the apex of it, just where you wanted him. your breathing became erratic, your head spun at his strong scent, and you were wet.

how embarrassing, he hasn’t even done anything to you yet.

“sorry..” that was all you could mutter. at this point, your mind was going absolutely crazy, you partially blamed the alcohol for it. ran clicked his tongue once again, “you’re going to have to do better than that.. princess.” his lips ghosted over the side of your neck, tongue casually darting out to give a few kitten licks here and there.

you let out a shaky moan, not caring if the two of you got caught. no one probably even cared, they were all too wasted to do so.

ran chuckled against your soft skin, this time his lips fully making contact with it—brazenly sucking and licking at it, pulling more sounds from you. he absolutely loved how you responded to his mouth. a loud whine escaped your lips as he started grinding his knee against your clothed clit, skilfully moving it to increase your pleasure.

“oh fuck! aah—ran!”

you couldn’t help but move your hips against his leg. you wanted more. ran chucked his baton away and opted for using his hand to hold your chin up—his lips trailing wet, hot kisses toward your own. you almost melted right then and there at the sensation of his soft lips against yours, moaning at how desperately it moved.

ran didn’t shy from shoving his tongue in your mouth and moaning against it. fuck, it was filthy but it was so hot.

your knees buckled at this, a funny feeling running up your legs as ran keenly explored your mouth. good thing his leg was somewhat supporting you, if not, you were sure you would’ve fell to the floor.

everything was a haze. your mind spun, heart racing, ears muffling out the loud music, you were only focused on one person. ran haitani. as if reading your mind, ran finally let go of your wrists, the burning sensation in your arms dissipating as you dropped them back down. although, they were still bound together due to the handcuffs.

you grabbed onto the collar of his costume to keep yourself grounded, gripping the fabric in your hands until your knuckles turned white. ran pulled away to catch his breath, chuckling breathlessly at the way you craned your neck forward, chasing the presence of his lips.

“mmm, be a good girl and keep fucking yourself on my leg, princess.” ran groaned, cupping your warm cheeks to meet your gaze. you looked up at him as your eyes brimmed with tears, brows furrowed in pleasure as your clit rubbed against the fabric of your panties.

you desperately rut your hips, chasing the high that seemed impossible to obtain. “ngh! ran please..” you buried your face on his chest, whining. it was unsatisfying. every time you thought you were close, the pleasure suddenly disappeared and you had to start from the bottom again. it was your first time riding someone’s thigh and it frustrated you that you couldn’t reach your high.

“should i help my princess out?” he raised a brow, placing both his hands on your hips. ran bounced his leg and grounded your hips on his thigh, guiding it back and forth. you moaned against his chest at the sensation. the pleasure you felt from this was much greater, your clothed clit deliciously rubbing against his leg.

your whole body was slumped against ran. limp, helpless and at his very mercy. you weren’t even moving your hips anymore, ran took full control of it’s movement. he rested his chin at the top of your head, hands still carefully guiding your hips against his bouncing leg. “ngh—ah! shit..” tears of pleasure rolled down your cheeks as you shut your eyes closed.

you were so fucking close.

“that’s it, princess. you can do it..” you panted heavily as your sweaty forehead rested on his collarbone. you could feel the familiar bubbling at the pit of your stomach and the way ever single muscle in your body tightened.

ran noticed the change in your breathing, frequent short whines that ended in a small moan escaped your lips. “fuck, look at me when you cum.” with the energy left in your body, you lifted your head from his chest and looked up at him through your lashes—tears obstructing your view.

he cursed under his breath and brought a hand up, cupping your cheek and shoving his thumb in your mouth. you didn’t need to be instructed what to do, you swirled your tongue around his slender digit. moaning against the finger and you desperately sucked on it.

“such a naughty girl.. why don’t you cum for me? hm?”

you absentmindedly nodded at his command, your face contorting in pleasure as the knot inside your stomach finally snapped. ran removed his finger from your mouth and sealed the distance between the two of you, swallowing your moans.

your muscles stiffened and your eyes rolled back as you came, your fingers becoming sore form gripping at ran’s collar. ran didn’t stop moving your hips against his bouncing leg to ride out your orgasm.

fuck, you melted like wax against him. it was too good. ran shamelessly moaned into your mouth, mirroring the way you did to his own. several tears rolled down your cheeks as your cunt quivered in pleasure. you pulled away from the kiss, catching your breath, your panties soaked and uncomfortably stuck to you.

“fuck..” you panted

“mhm, don’t think i’m done with you yet, princess. let’s go take some shots for now.” he kissed your forehead and untucked his leg from underneath you, earning a slight whine from you.

“careful, princess, you might get charged more than a misdemeanour. the punishment is much more severe.” he leaned into your ear and kissed at the sensitive spot just below it before heading over to the kitchen.

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