#tokyo rev angst
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≡ The Weekend
sum: You were only supposed to be a booty call. So why does Rindou find himself wanting more of you?
includes : Rindou Haitani x reader, 5k words, SMUT, fluff, angst, open ending?, fwb, alcohol usage, vulnerable Rindou
other : This fic is inspired by BIBI’s The Weekend! And a little from DEAN’S Die 4 you:) so have fun with that:D this is my first time writing a fic this long so please leave feedback! I’d appreciate it a lot:)
Would it be ironic to say you met Rindou in a club? Or more so, predictable? Or was it bound to happen?
He was the club owner after all, he’d never seen you before. He’s sat in his VIP section with Ran, girls littering the table. Rindou couldn’t care less though as he watched you from his seat. Eyes scanning your form and face.
It seemed you were only here with a friend. You both danced and joked on the dance floor, your guy's drinks sloshing in your hand. He even gets irked when he sees a guy trying to rub up on you but you shove him away. A smirk laces his lips at that, he’s trying to read you.
What your personality was like.
Were you loud and rebellious? Or shy and reserved? He guessed he’d have to find out for himself. With that conclusion he gets up, the girls that were feeling him up whining.
“And where are you off to?” Ran said with a smirk, watching as his little brother dusted himself off.
“Somewhere.” He muttered, eliciting a laugh from his elder brother.
You had made your way to the bar, refilling on a new beverage. He sits next to you and the bartender straightens up, greeting him.
“I’ll pay for her tab,” Rindou says and the bartender nods. You turn to look at him with your eyebrows raised.
“I got it covered. Thanks.” You say with feigning gratitude, sipping your drink. He turns fully towards you with a smirk.
“I’m fully aware you do, I can’t treat you?” He says with his raise of his brows. You narrow your eyes skeptically at him.
“Without even knowing me.” You roll your eyes, somewhat amused. He lets out a chuckle.
“Well then, will you let me get to know you?” You pretend to think over your answer, deciding to tease him more.
“Your way of getting into girl's pants is paying for their tabs? I’m flattered.” You place a hand on your chest, lightly gasping. Rindou is enjoying this, an amused smirk on his face.
“Only yours.” You stare at him for a second then gaze down at your drink.
“Y/n.” You say and he hums, satisfied.
“Rindou.” He holds out his hand, and you look at it and back at him, slowly taking his hand in yours. He stands up abruptly, surprising you.
“Wanna see something?” You blink, and with a hum you let him lead you to where the DJ is.
He waves his free hand the guy is gone. You watch as he messes with the turntables with experience, sipping your drink with a small smile.
“You’re good with your hands.” You say with a bite to your lip and he looks at you over his shoulder.
“This is nothing.” He pulls away and reaches for your hand.
You’re in front of the system as he cages you between it. He takes your drink and places it to the side. His back presses up against your chest, his hands placed over yours. He leans down close to your lips, whispering.
“This okay?”
You were usually one to never wither under a man’s presence. But this one had you weak in the knees. You hum and he smiles, straightening back up. He coaches you through what everything is. What button is what, which switch is which, and even shows you how to scratch.
The whole ‘lesson’ has you sharing laughs and smiles with the latter. He watches you with content as you mess around with the turntables. It was probably terrible for everyone in the club however he couldn’t care less.
“Ok, ok no more.” You giggle and his hands rest on your waist.
The music goes back to the way it was and he slowly moves you to the rhythm. You roll your eyes, engaging in his small act.
“You’re trying awfully hard don’t you think?”
“Huh?” He yells and you slightly push him, marking him snort.
His hand is clasped in yours once again and he leads you around the club, pushing a curtain it reveals a whole other empty club room. Now it was just the two of you, no people or music to interrupt you both.
“So? What were you saying?” He says as he walks over to the bar, pouring himself some whiskey. You sit on the stool, your chin resting on the palm of your hand.
“I said, don’t you think you’re trying too hard?”
“With what?” He says with a lazy grin, sipping his drink.
“You know what Rindou? You try this hard with other girls?” You tilt your head and he bites the inside of his cheek.
“Nah, you’re special.”
“I know.” You smile and he grins.
He walks over to you standing inches away from between your legs. You stare up at him and he’s physically holding himself back from shoving his lips against yours.
“You’re stunning.” He says almost breathlessly and you smile.
“Thanks.” He leans down to peck your lips but your hands shoot up to his face, pecking the corner of his mouth.
“I’m more than just a booty call Rin.” He smiles, his violet eyes boring into yours.
“I’m glad we got that covered.”
Is the last thing he says before he’s smashing his lips against yours. The kiss is feverish and needy. He’s slotting himself between your legs, big hands resting on your waist.
The kiss turns heated fast, his tongue easing into your mouth. You let out a small moan, mostly to egg him on which succeeds when he squeezes your waist. You bite down on his lip and he groans, your hands moving into his hair. He pulls away and starts attacking your neck with bites and kisses. You tug on his hair and another groan leaves him.
“Fucking beautiful.” He says breathlessly, sucking on your collarbone.
Your head leans back in bliss, his hand sliding under your dress. Teasingly, he inches closer to your clothed cunt, causing you to trap his between your thighs.
A loud buzz halts you both. You blink and he groans not out of pleasure but annoyance. He pulls his hand from under your dress, pulling out his phone.
Missed calls and texts pop up from his brother, making him suck his teeth. He rolls his eyes and looks towards you. You’re pouting and he smiles, tugging at your lip.
“I gotta go.” He sighs and your pout deepens.
“Bored already?” You scoff teasingly and he smiles, pecking your lips.
“Never. Let me give you my number. So I can finish what I started.”
When you pull out your phone it displays texts from your friend, saying she had already left. You huff when you stand up and he pushes a strand of hair past your ear.
He kisses you again however this one’s longer, trying to savor your lips against his. He walks you out of the club, standing lazily next to you. He shrugs off his blazer, placing it over your shoulders.
“You got a ride home?” You yawn and let him know you’d just Uber home.
“I’ll pay for it, make sure you get home safe.” He tussles with his hair, and you hum.
His phone rings again and his face is quickly laced with annoyance. As the car pulls up he opens the door for you, making sure you got in carefully.
“Text me?” He says as he closes the door, the window rolling down.
“Desperate?”He laughs and leans down, kissing you again. He nods his head and the car is off.
He sighs once again, walking back into the club. His brother is standing there with a smile on his face.
“Who was she?” He raises his brows and Rindou scoffs.
“A woman.”
“I could see that Rindou, I have eyes. Another plaything?”
“Dunno, we’ll see”
Rindou didn’t mean to not respond to your texts but things at the clubs had been busy. Several events and just having to manage the different locations as well.
Luckily it’s the weekend and he has a certain person he wants to see.
rindou
hey, you home? 10:45 PM
y/n
Oh? You still remember me? 10:50 PM
rindou
very funny. Can I come over? Rather talk to you in person. 10:51 PM
y/n
only if you’ll bring me smth from the convenience store😊 10:51 PM
rindou
mhm, let me know what and send your address. 10:52 PM
y/n
k<3 10:53 PM
Rindou is off to the convenience store, grabbing what you wanted, and a box of condoms. The cashier gives him a smug look but Rindou ignores him, grabbing his stuff and leaving.
From where you are on the couch, you hear knocks on your door. The clock read eleven o’clock. You patter to the door with a small smile, opening the door. Your eyes widen at the sight before you.
Rindou had his round glasses on, a very loose v-shaped shirt and baggy pants, jewelry littering his hands. You guess you’ve been staring for quite some time when Rindou speaks up.
“Am I allowed to come in?” He says with a small smirk and you quickly open the door, letting him walk in.
He walks over to the counter, setting your stuff on the counter. You light up at the snacks and quickly open one of them up.
“So, gonna tell me why I haven’t heard from you?”
“A lot of shit was goin' on with the club, a fuck ton of events and stuff.” He sighs, pushing up his glasses and rubbing his temple. You pause your chewing.
“You’re the owner?” You blink at him and he blinks at you back.
“Uh, yeah?”
He’s a little surprised you didn’t know, given that everyone knew who the Haitanis were. You mumble a small ‘oh’ and he shakes his head in amusement.
“I didn’t know you wore glasses.” You speak up and he laughs, pushing them up.
“What is it a turnoff?” He quirks a brow and you smile, setting your snack down.
“No, it’s cute.” He cringes, turning away.
“No, it’s not.”
“Too manly to be called cute?” You poke fun at him and he narrows his eyes at you.
“Not a word I’d associate myself with.” You let out a laugh and he finds himself smiling at the sound.
You ask a little bit more about the club and throughout the night Rindou kinda rambles. It’s weird to him honestly, with any other woman he’d come to get things done and leave right after.
But ever since that night he laid his eyes on you, you piqued his interest. He just found himself wanting to know more about you, wanting to be more around you.
“You have a tattoo as well?” You peer up at the deep black ink on his arm and he hums.
“It’s a pretty big piece.”
“Think I’ll be able to see it all tonight?”
You knew what to say to take his breath away. Most of the girls he’d meet were never upfront or held themselves high like you did. They were…easy, but you were the true definition of a woman.
At one point you had brought a couple of beers, the both of you just chatting the night away. You guys had moved to your couch, his arms outspread on the back of the couch with you close to his side. You hum along to his stories, taking a swig of your beer.
“I didn’t know there were still interesting guys left in Roppongi.” He smiles down at you.
“I’m one of a kind sweets.” You roll your eyes at him, placing your beer down.
“You’re so corny.” You laugh, raking a hand through your hair.
Rindou’s eyes rake over you, you were very pretty. He’d seen when you were all dolled up and now when you were natural and bare. Just a tousled T-shirt and short shorts. He’d be lying if those shorts weren’t bothering him the whole night though.
“You’re beautiful.” He almost whispers and you gaze at him with a soft smile.
“You are too.”
Out of the times that you’ve seen him, you finally got him to blush. You feel a sense of pride well up in you, even a little confidence.
You got up from where you were sitting, straddling his lap. His downturned eyes were captivating, you could stare at them all day. While your hands reach up to grab his glasses, his hands rest at the base of your thighs. He watches you intently when you place them on the coffee table. Your hands move up his chest, resting on his neck.
“You gonna finish what you started.” You asked, inches away from his lips. Both of your eyes are lidded and he lazily smiles.
“If you’ll let me.” His hands move to the small of your back and you hum, finally connecting your lips.
It’s slow and sensual not as rushed as it was last time. The both of you take time to experience each other’s mouths. He pulls away though, nipping at your neck.
“They already gone away?” He says lowly and you laugh.
“Well yea it’s been a week dummy.” You feel him smile against your neck, tugging at your shirt.
“S’fine, I’ll just give you more.”
You pull back to pull off your shirt and he’s a little taken aback when you’re not wearing a bra. You cringe a little at the feel of him cupping your breast, the cold metal of his rings making your bud harden.
“Want me to take them off?” You purse your lips and shake your head to which he smiles.
“They’re hot.” His smile widens, leaning closer to your breasts.
“Atta girl.” He pulls a breast into his mouth, sucking and nibbling like he was on your neck.
Your whining and squirming against him, your movements have him hardening underneath you. He pulls off with a pop, his lidded eyes staring up at you.
“Where’s your room.”
“Down the hall to the left.”
In a second he’s lifting you, making you squeal. You wrap your arms around his neck, kissing along his jaw. He groans when you suck a spot under his jaw near his ear, making you grin.
“Found it~” He grins, kicking your door open and placing you on your bed. He takes off his shirt throwing it on your floor, he’s moving to kiss you again but your hands against his chest stop him.
“Something wrong?” He pulls back and your hand immediately begins to trace his tattoo.
“Jesus, why is everything about you so hot.” You pout and he lets out a small laugh.
Your hand slowly drags down to his stomach, dragging over his clothed cock. He hisses, pushing you back on the bed. Achingly slow, he pulls down your shorts and panties.
“Fuck, you’re so wet, do I even need to prep you?” He looks up at you and you shake your head.
“Just fuck me.” You whine and he sighs, taking a condom out of his pocket.
“Are you clean?” You ask and he looks confused.
“Yes? I never fuck without a condom.”
“I’m on the pill.”
“Are you clean?” He retorts back.
“I don’t sleep around.” You cross your arms.
“This your first hookup?”
“That a problem?” You narrow your eyes at him.
“‘Course not.” He shoves the condom back in his pocket, stepping out of his jeans. You blink at his cock when it slaps against his lower abdomen.
“Y-You’re huge.”
“That a problem?” He teases and you scoff.
“‘Course not.” You mimic his voice and he just smirks.
“Keep it up, let’s see how bold you are.”
You bite your tongue when he rubs his tip against your slit. You both moan, his eyes are raking over your body and he’s already panting.
“S-Stop teasing Rin.” You whimper and he groans.
“S-Shit don’t say my name like that.”
He’s inching himself inside you and you kinda regret not getting prepped. Rindou was girthy, it felt like you were getting split in half.
“S’big.” Your legs quiver, he smooths his hands on your thighs, putting your legs on his shoulders. With a thrust, he bottoms out.
“Fuck!” You moan, gripping your bedsheets.
“You’re fucking t-tight.” His brows are creased, trying to calm himself or else he knew he’d blow his load. It gave you a moment to adjust to his size as well. He pressed a peck to your ankle.
“I’m gonna move ok?” You nod, your lips pulled between your teeth.
He almost pulls out, slamming right back into you. He sets a steady rhythm, your bed creaking. Your breathless whines only egg him on.
“Shit baby, so tight and pretty.” He’s losing himself, he can feel it. Your warm pussy has him feeling like a virgin all over again.
“R-Rin please.” You beg you don’t even know what exactly for. Just babbling out whatever comes to your mind, anything you could usher out.
“Please what?” He pants, moving with more force. You clench around him and he stutters.
“Pussy sucking me in.” He groans as he leans down, putting you in a mating press. This new angle has you seeing stars, your eyes rolling back.
“R-Rin.” You moan, your nails dragging along his back. You feel his dick twitch at the act.
“Let go, baby. I got you.” His hand comes down to rub eights on your clit. With a high pitch gasp, you’re coming undone around him.
“Oh shit.” He groans when he feels your walls close around him, even tighter than before. The final blow for him is your hands in his hair tugging but more so your words.
“K-Kiss me Rin.”
With one more harsh thrust, he’s smashing his lips against your lips. His teeth biting down on your bottom lip. His seed explodes and fills you until you’re full of him. You throw your head back already past your limit. He is too but he fucks his nut back into you mindlessly.
Afterwards, he’s falling against you, your guy's ragged breath mirroring one another’s. He moved to your side, you cringed at the feeling of him pulling out.
“You ok?” He rasps, looking down at you. You nod, scooting up your bed, and resting your head against the pillow.
“Haven’t been fucked that good in a while.” You lazily smile and he shakes his head, a grin on his face. You scoot closer to him, your hand tracing the curves and swoops of his tattoo.
“M’tired.” You blink, eyes slowly falling shut.
Before fully giving into your slumber, you reach for his hand. His eyes widen, looking at your sleeping form. His heart is beating at an abnormal speed but he blames it on the sex, that he hasn’t calmed down. However he knows he should leave but he turns on his side, facing you.
“I don’t think I’m good for you.” He mumbles, letting himself to succumb to slumber as well.
When you wake up your bed is cold and empty, your heart pangs but you somehow have a little hope. You get up and put on a shirt and some panties.
“Rin.” You call out as you walk through your apartment.
Cold.
Empty.
You sigh, turning to open your refrigerator. At the same moment your door swings open. You gasp, turning to the door and it’s Rindou with bags in his hand.
“What are you doing here?” You whisper and he blinks.
“Ouch, went to get you breakfast.” He sets the bag down. You shake your head, walking towards him.
“That’s not what I meant sorry. I just wasn’t expecting you to come back.” You look down and he gazes longingly at you, you don’t catch this though.
“Well I’m here.” He mumbles, pulling out the food.
After that morning Rindou kept in contact with you, he’d invite you out here and there to eat or back to the club with him. You didn’t want to admit but your found yourself falling for the guy.
The way he’d treat you, look at you, talk to you. You loved the way he made you feel and the way you felt around him. You admired him as a man as well, how he was confident and had a good business going, the way he held himself. It was honestly all you’ve wanted in a guy.
However one day something changed. You were probably overthinking, he said it was work. You wanted to believe him and you wanted to-
You guys weren’t even dating.
No label was put on you both, you were just seeing each other with the side of fucking. You sigh, this was why you took a break from dating. The headaches and anxiety it gave you. The fear of the unknown or what could’ve been.
You never liked it.
You sat on your couch, your tv playing as background noise for your raging thoughts. When you look down, Rindou’s glasses were on the table. You blink at them and move to grab them. You hold them in your hands, smiling at the memory of how cute he looked when he wore them. Then an idea popped into your head.
Why don’t you go visit him at work?
With a newfound mission, you rise with the intent of returning his glasses and seeing him as well.
You walk into the club, the music already blasting and people littered everywhere. You honestly weren’t one for clubbing but your friend had begged you that night. You’d have to thank her later because if she hadn’t begged you to come, you never would’ve met Rindou.
You walked around the place for a bit and weren’t able to find him.
Maybe he wasn’t working today?
You click your teeth, might as well have one drink since you were here.
And so you did.
Just when you’re about to leave, you hear cheering from the corner of the room. Upon looking it was a booth. You peak over a bit and see a glimpse of Rindou. A smile rises to your face and you start walking towards him.
That’s until you see a girl come into view, glued to his side and feeling him up. You watch him and he leans into her smiling, at the woman. You gulp and your stomach churns.
Then they kiss, a kiss was an understatement, they were sucking each other's faces off. You quickly turn away and make your way straight to the bar again.
Without your knowing, someone watched the whole ordeal, with amused eyes and a shake of his head he got up. Leaning towards Rindou, he speaks.
“Someone’s in big trouble.” He says with a grin, walking away.
“What’d you say!” Rindou yells back, his words slurred, the girl next to him whined, pulling him into another kiss.
Your heart was beating unhealthily well and your ears were ringing.
“Hello.” You hear from beside you and you look up.
You’re shocked to see a man that resembles almost exactly Rindou. However, his hair was way shorter and combed, and dyed as well. You don’t reply, turning back to your drink.
“I know who those belong to.” He nods his head at your hand. Rindou’s glasses.
“You do? Well then tell him he can have them back.” You slide them towards him, and the man grins.
“I know of you, Rindou wouldn’t shut up about you.”
Your brow twitches.
“Who are you exactly?” You say with attitude.
“Rindou’s older brother, Ran.” He holds out his hand, and you roll your eyes and shake his hand.
“Why’re you so upset?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?”
“Oh, but I do.” He laughs. “I guess I’m just a little confused because Rindou never mentioned dating you.”
“We’re not.”
That’s right.
You weren’t.
So why are you so upset? Why are you even here?
No other words needed to be said or at least you didn’t want to hear anything else so you paid for your tab and left the club.
A little later when the women had finally left Rindou he’s a little more sober, just a little. Ran mentions his little surprise.
“Guess who happened to stop by.” Rindou looks at him bored.
“Who.”
“One of your girls.” He grins, sipping his drink.
“And she wasn’t happy. Oh, she wanted me to return these.” Ran slides his glasses across the table.
Rindou looks at them for a minute, letting his brain proceed with all of the information. Until he’s shooting up.
“Fuck!” He yells, running out of the club.
“Young love.” Ran laughs, raising his glass to no one in particular.
Rindou should not be driving. His head is throbbing and he’s gripping his steering wheel until his knuckles turn white. He ran to many red lights just to get to your apartment. When he reaches it, he doesn’t even park right, he runs up the flight of stairs to the best of his abilities. The alcohol made his heart feel like it was gonna burst off his chest.
When he reaches your door he isn’t knocking but banging. Probably alerting some neighbors. He’s about to knock again but the door flies open revealing you. Your hair is a mess and you’re rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, your face a little puffy.
“Rindou?” You groggily say.
Fuck.
He wanted to kiss you so bad, you were too fucking cute.
You sigh, fully awake but irritated. “It’s too late for this. Go home.” You say, shutting the door but he stops it.
“Please, let me in.” You open the door and he wobbles in.
“You reek of fucking alcohol.” You cringe, moving to grab water.
You pour a glass for the both of you. His heart hasn’t calmed down, it’s ringing through his ears.
“Drink.” You coldly say and his heart cracks at the sound of your voice.
“I’m going back to bed.” You turn around.
“Wait!” He rushes, grabbing your wrist.
“Why are you even here Rindou.”
“Stop calling me that.” He looks down ashamed.
“Isn’t that your name?” You cross your arms and he’s chewing on his lips.
“My brother told me what happened.” He mumbles.
“Exactly. So why are you here.” You blink.
“Because I-”
“We’re not dating Rindou. I don’t care what you do.”
“Just let me talk!” He raises his voice but you stand there with no emotion.
“Say what you need to say then.”
“I-I’m sorry.”
You sigh, growing irritated. “There’s nothing you need to be sorry for.”
“But there is! You know there is. For once just, be vulnerable with me.” He sighs.
“Be vulnerable with you? I haven’t? So what do you think of all the times you’ve come over, and taken me out? That wasn’t me being vulnerable?” You scoff out of amusement and shock.
“If you’re just planning on using me then this is the last time we see each other.”
It’s quiet.
To quiet for Rindou.
Usually, your TV is on because you hate when your house is quiet.
All he wants to do is hold you.
“I’m not a good person.” He begins. “But you make me feel good. I like the way you make me feel. I know I fucked up. I know we’re not dating but you deserve an apology because I—do like you and I want something with you. But I just was drinking and.” He sighs again, rubbing his face.
“How am I supposed to trust you if you’re like this and we’re not even dating.” You whisper.
“Can we talk in the morning? I’m not sober.” He murmurs.
You don’t say anything but let him follow you to your room. You get under the covers and he removes his suit, leaving him in his boxers. Your back is faced towards him. He slides under the covers and immediately pulls you against his chest. You stare emotionless at your wall and then you feel it.
Wet droplets against your shoulder.
He was crying.
You bite your lip but do your best to fall asleep. Letting him sob as he held you as if this was the last time he’d ever get to hold you.
Rindou woke up with a groan, holding his head as he sat up.
“Where the fuck am I?” He whispers to himself, his eyes going around the room.
It’s your room.
Slowly, glimpses of last night come to his mind and he freezes.
“Fuck.” He lets out, throwing your covers over him and walking over to your kitchen.
There you are, cooking, humming to the music you’re playing. A smile rises to his face and you turn, halting your movements.
“Morning.” You mumble. Turning back to the stove. “There’s coffee if you want.”
“You need help?” He picks at his hand.
“No, it’s fine.” He gulps, moving to sit down at the table.
He watched as you finished up, bringing his plate to him. He watches you as you eat, not even picking at his food.
“Stop staring.” You mumble and his head shoots down.
“Sorry.”
This wasn’t like him and even though you know you guys have to talk. You hated how things were right now. Would they even go back to how they were before?
“Do you like me?” Rindou asks, cracking the ice that was building up between the both of you.
You sigh, placing your fork down. “Obviously. I just don’t…trust you.”
“Is there any way you can again?” You look up at him to find he’s already staring at you.
“What do you want from me Rin.” You look tired and he hates himself for doing this to you.
“I want you. I’ll do anything to prove it, we can start over.” He pleads.
“Fucking me isn’t gonna be enough.” You quirk a brow and he shakes his head.
“I don’t care about that, I’ll prove to you that I’m all you need.” He gets up standing next to you.
You gaze up at him and he opens his arms. Slowly but surely, you rise to your feet, wrapping your arms around him.
He’s warm and at that moment that ice crumbled and melted when he held you tightly against him.
It would take time and you know he knows he’s gonna have to bust his ass because that’s what you deserve.
You deserve so much more and he’d do anything he could to prove himself to you.
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⋆꙳✧༄ After a fight
❖ Characters: Mikey, Draken, Hanma
❖ Reader: female
❖ Summary: How they behave after a fight with you
❖ WARNINGS: Mentions of cheating (no one cheats tho), harassment
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☰ Mikey:
ꕤ Mikey doesn't even remember what the fight was about this time, it happens a lot with you two
ꕤ It starts with something small like him forgetting to take out the trash and you having to do it yourself but it always ends in tears and both of you screaming at each other and saying things none of you mean
ꕤ He hates it every time, unsure why he always gets so carried away and seems to forget how much he loves you when he says all these things
ꕤ Your tears are the thing that wakes him up, silence filling the room next to your quiet sobs and hics.
ꕤ Both of you can't even look at the other and Mikey decides to leave as always, recklessly driving on his bike to clear his head from everything that's plaguing him
ꕤ You used to scold him for that whenever he came back which only lead to more and more fights but you were worried sick that one day he has to get scraped off the pavement because he was too reckless
ꕤ deciding you ist stay up until he's back, letting the small light next to the couch on as you put on your favorite show as a distraction
ꕤ the hours passed and the sun slowly started to rise when he finally came back home to find you sleeping on the couch, the little lamp still on, your show still running as you clutched onto the plushie he gifted to you on your first date
ꕤ It broke his heart to see your eyes were puffy, knowing you cried yourself to sleep and he felt even worse when he realized that he was the reason for the tears shed
ꕤ with utmost care he crawled under the blanket to you and hid his face in your chest, his body trembling when he allowed himself to spill a few tears, unsure if you'd be able to forgive him once again
ꕤ he knows he fucked up and that he shouldn't have ran off like always but he doesn't know how to apologize to you when things were said he didn't mean, unsure if you'd believe any of these words
ꕤ He falls asleep in your arms, hands clutching onto you out of fear you'd leave him but you wouldn't. Not over some petty little fights like these
☰ Draken:
ꕤ Draken didn't mean to call you a cheap whore when you were the one getting harassed but his temper took the better of him
ꕤ Of course he didn't mean it and he beat the guy up that dared to touch you like this but the stinging pain of bruised knuckles took away his ability to think properly
ꕤ He blamed you for the negative attention even though he knew it's wrong and he was just angry at the guy but he still took it out on you
ꕤ You looked at him shocked, eyes wide before tears collected in your beautiful eyes and you returned home, ending your date early and locking yourself into the bedroom
ꕤ Draken cursed himself when he let you go, knowing better than to run after you and beg you for forgiveness even though he wanted to apologize and pull you into a tight embrace
ꕤ He stayed out for a while longer, driving aimlessly around town before getting you the biggest bouquet he could find
ꕤ Once at home his heart ached at your quiet sobs that managed to break through the bedroom door and he gently knocked, leaning his forehead against the door only to hear you throw a pillow at the door on the other side “go away” you mumbled heartbroken but loud enough for him to hear
ꕤ He didn't protest and just sat down at the door, his back resting against it with the flowers on his lap as he rambled about how sorry he is and that he was in the wrong and how much he loves you
ꕤ He was pretty much begging for your forgiveness because you're the best thing in his life and he didn't want to lose you under any circumstances
ꕤ You needed a long while to calm yourself down, eventually wanting to talk to him face to face but when you opened up the door a sleeping draken fell into the bedroom, his hands still tightly clutching onto the flowers in his sleep
ꕤ the sight made you frown and you gently sat down to place his head on your lap, kissing his forehead “I'm sorry, too” you mumbled and let him sleep a moment longer
☰ Hanma:
ꕤ fighting with Hanma is actually a rare occurrence, you two have little petty fights all the time but you end up laughing about it while calling each other all the names you know
ꕤ Real fights are rare and heartbreaking when they do happen from time to time but if they do, there's a real reason behind it and not just him forgetting to empty the ashtrays
ꕤ They also escalate quite fast, screaming at each other and often times shoving the other around. You would never hit the other but the frustration was far too big to behave properly
ꕤ It was just pointing fingers at this point because he came home with hickeys covering his neck. He claims nothing happened but how can you believe this?
ꕤ You ended up leaving the apartment, fed up with his behavior and he threw whatever he was holding at the door the moment you closed it behind you out of sheer anger
ꕤ Hanma would thrash half the apartment - but only his belongings while you were gone, not understanding how you can trust him so little
ꕤ Yes he was out with Kisaki and yes there were women with them but how is it his fault they can't behave and are all over him? He even told the woman who latched onto his neck off
ꕤ He was weirded out by the sudden affection in the first place, hating women who throw themselves at him when he was trying to maintain a healthy relationship for once
ꕤ So he didn't see a reason to apologize to you, texting you exactly what happened and swearing on his life that nothing happened
ꕤ You really wanted to trust him but his reputation made it hard so you ended up asking Kisaki who wouldn't lie to you, knowing you'll castrate him if you ever find out so he told you exactly what happened
ꕤ You came home hours after you left and Shuji sat amongst the wrecked things, the entire ashtray full, a bottle of alcohol half empty next to him and blood shot eyes but he wouldn't apologize, unable to get over his own ego
ꕤ When you did apologize he pulled you onto his lap and held you close “I told you, you can trust me. I would need to be dumb to betray the only good thing in my life” he mumbled, clearly not entirely sober but it didn't matter since he was speaking the truth
ꕤ You ended up falling asleep in his lap, cuddled up to his tall frame and his hands didn't let go of you, too worried that you'll be gone when he wakes up
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𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬/𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲
How would they react to the news that their girlfriend ended her own life?
A n g s t H e a d c a n o n s !
𝐹𝑡. Manjiro Sano, Izana Kurokawa, Kakucho Hitto, Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani and Baji Keisuke
Requested by: My bestie ♡
𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨
At the exact moment he received the notice announcing that his girl was in the hospital after an attempt to take her own life, Manjiro did not hesitate to go to the place at the same time, so when he arrived at the hospital, the first thing he did was try to find out the condition of his beloved, until then, still hoping to find her well again.
As soon as he saw one of the doctors pass him in that freezing hallway, Manjiro immediately questioned how the girl was, "S-she's okay, isn't she? How is she?" Insistently, he questioned, however, the doctor only gave the news that the girl had not survived her to injuries.
At that same time, Manjiro felt as if his world was collapsing, he couldn't even believe it and for a brief moment, he still begged for that fact to be nothing more than a simple mistake, despite that, when part of him accepted what had really happened, the boy felt completely apathetic, as if some kind of emptiness took over him, after that event, Manjiro was never the same or could come back to his normal state, all he felt was guilt.
𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚
"Baby?" He looked for his loved one in every room of that house, until he entered the bedroom and saw water running under the bathroom door, tension spread throughout his body, but he did not lack the courage to open that same door.
When faced with such a scene, Izana hurried to try to save her, even doing anything at that moment, he couldn't believe his own eyes when he saw that it was already too late, even trying to stay in hope.
Although he could still save her life, the boy burst into tears when he realized that there was nothing left that could bring his beloved back.
After that day, Izana was never the same, becoming even more closed in his own world and carrying the guilt he condemned himself for not having arrived sooner to avoid all that tragedy.
𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨
Upon receiving the news that his loved one had just been hospitalized, the boy left everything behind, overcome by worry, he could barely think about what he would do if something bad actually happened.
When he arrived at the place, he immediately went to find out about the girl's condition, but, as soon as he learned the worst news he could receive, Kakucho just refused to accept that she hadn't resisted.
Alone, sitting in an empty corridor of a hospital, still in denial, he remained at the door of the room where his loved one was, when he cruelly realized that he would never see her alive again, he could not control his incessant crying, sitting on that floor, blaming himself for not having saved her from herself, he would definitely never be able to feel joy again, no longer caring about being alive or not, after all, after that day, the boy no longer felt anything.
𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢
Finding his beloved's absence strange when he arrived home, something like an intuition made the heart of the tallest one feel distressed, for this reason, it didn't take him long to go up the stairs and look for her, the moment he opened the bedroom door, he saw her, but not as he wanted and then, the blood spread on the floor announced the tragedy that had occurred. "Shit... Shit!" The boy held the girl on his lap and took her to the hospital, believing that he could still save her.
Pacing insistently from side to side, Ran waited in anguish of worry, however, once he could finally be notified of the condition of his gentle girl, he could not believe that she simply had not resisted.
"She's gone... I couldn't save her, I failed." He repeated to himself sitting in one of the hospital chairs, Ran couldn't shed a tear or simply have any reaction other than blaming himself for not having made her stay, even if he had already accepted that he would never see her again, he still He refused to accept that she had left in such a cruel way, so this fact directly affected him, making him completely empty and with a coldness he had never seen before.
𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢
"C'mon, don't do this to me, wake up, please, wake up..." Holding the girl in his arms, he did his best to try to save her and have time to take her to the hospital, but his hopes were destroyed when it happened realizing that she was leaving before his own eyes, even though he didn't want to and couldn't accept that he would lose her that night, Rindou hugged her, still trying to make her get rid of those medications, despite all his efforts, he instinctively He knew she was gone when he felt his skin turning cold.
"Baby? Baby, please, wake up!" He began to cry compulsively when he saw her leave before his eyes and in her arms she rested, Rindou just begged for her forgiveness for not having saved her and even if the girl could return to forgive him, the sameHe would carry that pain and guilt for the rest of his life and he did so, Rindou was never able to forgive himself.
𝐁𝐚𝐣𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞
"S-she... tell me, tells me how she is, now!" Arriving at the hospital after receiving such shocking news, Baji immediately went to find out about the girl's condition, no matter how much he tried to control himself or just remain calm, he could not deny himself that he expected the worst, and when unfortunately his intuition did not made a mistake, Baji could not accept that he had lost his beloved so unexpectedly.
Sitting on the hospital floor, he just begged for it to be a mistake or a lie. "...She's fine, this...this can't be real, it's a fucking nightmare." He repeated, despite this, when he realized that it had really happened, his heart broke instantly, the pain caused by the loss of the girl being one of the worst things he could feel.
After that fact, Baji started to get into even more trouble to try to dispel all that feeling and the longing that that girl left behind, becoming a danger even to himself, Keisuke never went back to being who he was.
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“ hate your boyfriend ” || tokyo rev.
two
synopsis: aw, your boyfriend hates when he’s around? good.
pairing: college!toman x gn!reader
warnings: mature language, toxic!toman, possessiveness, reader is sort of an enabler, implied cheating, slight angst for the partner (rip lol), open-ended, maybe a little unrealistic?? i think that’s it.
notes: there's just something about them knowing they're the shit & and can't nobody check them for it <333 i don't condone making your partner jealous/uncomfy in real life...but i be kicking my feet when it's in tokyorev lol hope you enjoy!
tagged: @fantasycantasy ( if you'd also like to be tagged in future works, feel free to join my taglist <333)
"Be nice." Famous last words spoken to your boyfriend before you went to greet MIKEY upon his arrival. You were having a little kickback at your place, and it only made sense that your closest friend got to be there as well, despite how they felt about one another.
It went well…for about five minutes.
Now, you stood between them as tensions arose, hands on your boyfriend’s chest to keep him pushed back while Mikey had no issue with fueling the fire, practically daring the bastard to swing first. It didn’t help that they’d drawn in a crowd, drunk instigators no doubt praying for a bloody brawl to liven up the once chill atmosphere. You don’t even know who started it, but you had a pretty good idea who was gonna finish it if things didn’t get under control.
“Aki, please, you promised you wouldn’t do this…”
“I didn't even do anything, he’s the one with the shitty attitude! Knew you shouldn't have invited him in the first place. And I'm sick of you always defending him, what exactly is this guy to you, [______]?"
Mikey kissed his teeth. “Such a nag. Can’t believe they have to fuck you-”
“Manjiro.” You hissed, sending him a warning glance.
He merely grinned, head tilted as he shamelessly cooed, “Yeah, angel?”
“The fuck you call them?” Aki pressed, taking a step closer. You planted your feet, preventing him from going any further. “Say it again, see what happens.”
Mikey shrugged, “Okay.” Leaning forward off the wall, he gently nudged your chin with his index finger, making you look directly in his eyes. “Yeah, angel?”
“You son of a—” Aki raised his fist, ready to swing; just what Mikey was hoping for. But, you were quick you latch onto the winding arm. No doubt he’d miss, then you’d have to explain why there’s a sandal-print on his face when he wakes up.
“He’s just kidding! Mikey has a, uh, crude sense of humor, always saying what’s on his mind at the wrong times. Never a dull moment.” You chuckled, nervously. “He didn’t mean anything by it…right?”
Sending him a pleading glance, Mikey remained unphased. The dark-haired gang leader eyed your boyfriend for a good, long minute. His dead eyes made the guy feel unsettled, especially since Mikey tended not to blink for periods of time. There were so many things he wanted to say at that moment, so many late night visits Aki knew nothing about—But, there’ll be plenty of opportunities for that later. He’ll play it cool. For now.
Mikey’s stare never wavered as his posture remained relaxed, his aura alone stunning the whole room to silence. The bystanders watched with bated breath. When the pools of obsidian refocused on you, he gave a reassuring wink. Aki didn’t take too kindly to that, stepping backward and taking you with him. The delinquent scoffed, but bit his tongue; he may have won the battle. But there's always the war.
With clenched teeth and a hollow smile, Mikey replied with a simple, “‘Course not. We’re all just friends here.”
Unbothered would be an understatement when describing how DRAKEN felt knowing how negatively your boyfriend felt toward him. Frankly, all he needed was a reason, and he'd happily knock the guy straight out of his shoes. But, for your sake, he remained...cordial.
He also pretended not to hear your little argument in the next room, feet propped up on the coffee table with his arms draped behind the couch, wearing an all too complacent grin knowing he was the subject matter. Again.
"Do you think I'm a fucking idiot!?" Your boyfriend exclaimed, frustrated. Draken couldn't help but snort, wanting so badly to answer the question for you with a fat yes. "I've seen the way he looks at you, we’ve all seen it, so don’t act like I’m the one with the problem!"
“Takeru, just calm down, there’s nothing going on between us-”
“Don’t tell me to calm down!” The sound of something shattering, followed by your shriek, made the mechanic perk up in mild alarm; amusement no longer painted his face.
Alright, he thought. Here comes that reason.
It only took him a few strides to get to your bedroom door, nearly splitting the wood in two after he kicked it in. Startling the both of you, Draken’s first priority was to check on your well-being, scanning your person for any visible injury. Luckily, you just appeared to be shaken up a little. Once he was certain, the former blonde directed a hard look toward Takeru, then down at the lamp he just broke. Draken worked his jaw—He gifted you that lamp.
“Kenny…” you said, cautiously. You could sense his impending rage from mere inches away, and you knew your boyfriend would only keep poking the bear. And you’d be correct. “I-It was an accident. Things just got a little out of hand, that’s all-”
“The hell you still doing here, baldy? Thought I told you to-”
Draken chuckled, menacingly. Your partner fell silent, wondering what was so funny, while you just closed your eyes in defeat; you knew that sound meant nothing good. His gunmetal eyes leered down at the pitiful man, cracking his neck before he calmly spoke.
“So we’re just breakin’ shit now, huh. Alright. My fucking turn.”
“I thought you said you'd quit hanging out with him, [_____]! He’s nothing but trouble, have you forgotten he set my roommate’s car on fire?!”
“Tsk. He had it comin’.” Was BAJI’s response, digging through your snack cabinet for a bag of chips. Once he found them, he opened them and began munching away, a bored expression on his face. “Bastard almost ran over Patches, driving around like an asshole. But, he hangs out with you all day, so guess that checks out.”
Referring to one of the building’s stray cats that come around from time to time, you couldn’t help but snort, but you knew he was dead serious—Man doesn’t play about his furry friends.
“Who gives a shit about some stupid-?!” You quickly covered your boyfriend’s mouth before he said anything he’d regret. He wasn’t too pleased, but at least he’d get to keep his teeth.
You exhaled, then directed a frown at the ravenette. “Honestly, I wish you two would try to get along. I think you’d find that you really aren’t so different once you got to know one another.”
“Me? Getting to know that? Fat chance.”
Glaring, your boyfriend ripped away your hand. "Oh, like you're so easy to swallow?"
"Hm, your s/o thinks so."
"Keisuke!"
“The fuck’s that suppose to mean, gutter-trash?” Your boyfriend seethed, turning to you instantly and expecting an explanation. Your eyes were wide, and you waved your hands rapidly to deny the implication. “[_____], what is he talking about?!”
“N-Nothing! God, you always let him get under your skin so easily, Makoto. He’s just being a dick, that’s all…”
Your boyfriend didn’t look convinced in the slightest, brows tight with an upturned lip as he huffed in anger. You shrunk beneath his gaze, stuck without any bandaid words to fix it. Luckily, since Baji was in such a good mood, he decided to relent—It’s no fun when you’re the one suffering the consequences of his crassness. Finishing up the last of the chips, the arsonist crumpled up the bag and tossed it at dude’s face.
“Wha-!”
“Yeah, hot shot, don’t get your panties inna twist. I’m just messin’ with you. We cool?” Baji threw up a fist, fangs on display as he gave an unhinged grin. Makato flinched, but tried to play it off. With hesitancy, your boyfriend eyed the fist with contempt.
“Fuck you. And that ugly-ass cat.”
Probably wasn’t the best thing to say with a fist inches away from his face. Makoto might’ve hesitated; Baji didn’t. So much for getting to keep his teeth.
“You’re a freaking angel, thank you so much for doing this,” MITSUYA gushed, arms snaking around your middle in a warm hug the moment you stepped into the studio. Did he place his hands a little lower than necessary? Maybe.
You chuckled, returning the hug. “Y’know I’d never say no to a free meal."
He had called you for a favor to model a few of his latest designs, needing to make adjustments accordingly before presenting them at the end of the week. His usual canceled on him last minute, putting him in a really tight spot, and you just so happened to be the same size. By offering to buy you dinner for your troubles afterward, it was a win-win for everyone.
Your boyfriend, on the other hand, saw right through Mitsuya. Which was why he so eagerly volunteered to tag along. The lavender-haired designer eyed the guy from over your shoulder, disinterested. "Oh. Didn't know you were bringing him."
"Got a problem with that, Mitsy?"
"Hey now, no bickering you two.” You playfully warned, pulling back from the hug. You fixed Mitsuya an apologetic smile. “I hope it's not too much trouble that he’s here, though. I always tell him how fantastic your designs are, so I guess he wanted to see them for himself. Isn’t that right, Haji?”
Said third-wheel grinned sharply, arms crossed as he sarcastically replied, “Oh, yeah. Can’t wait to watch ya. Very closely.”
Mitsuya deadpanned. But, his brow lessened in weight at the feeling of you tugging on his shirt, pouting at him as your eyes practically dazzled him into compliance. “Please, can he stay?"
It didn't take much for him to cave. Whether you’re aware of it or not, you had the delinquent wrapped around your finger. He sighed, then reluctantly agreed. It’s worth seeing the bright smile on your face, and especially worth the look on Hajime's when you wrapped your arms back around him in gratitude. "Thanks, Taka!"
Mitsuya didn't bother masking the smug grin he shot at your boyfriend, watching him struggle to hold his temper. "Anything for you. But, I’m not paying for his meal."
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hii! just saying, i really love your work so much! i wanna request something if that’s fine with you! could you maybe do tr characters accidentally slapped you across the face?? (pls have both haitanis brother and sanzu like i need them hehe) thank you! <3
thank you so much, anon! 😭
a/n: sanzu is an absolute word-vomit i'm so sorry i wrote this at 3am
Slapping you across the face.
ft.: haitani brothers, sanzu haruchiyo
warning(s): mentions of slapping, rindou being absolutely fucking toxic and controllng, crying, mentions of depression, suggestive, mentions of sex.... and sanzu
genre: angst, no comfort (for now, there might be part 2, who knows?)
READER IS AFAB! not proofread, will be edited further
ran↷
Your lover was usually very calm and gentle with you. During the occasions where you had arguments, he'd not react abruptly, nor raise his voice. He'd always be calm, soft-spoken, wich oftentimes susbided your flames.
But today was different. He was annoyed and bitter, because he got into a fight with his brother, and such things impact him greatly. You however, didn't know the reason he was so pissed. It was a day where both of you had agreed to go on a date in a lavish restaurant, venting and ranting to each other about work-related stuff. Ran was quiet, however, and his stare was blank, as if your voice was equivalent to a fork being scratched on a plate. You noticed this, and quickly reacted.
-Ran, what's wrong? You've been bitter this entire day and evening.
-None of your business, Y/n.
The coldness in his voice caught you off guard, and not being called by the usual "babe" or "my dearest" definitely hinted to you that you shouldn't push his buttons further. But you couldn't shake the feeling that was eating you on the inside. You wanted to know more, and somehow help him out.
-...Actually it is, you're my fiance, and I want to know more-
-Just shut up and eat your food. You've been nagging me to go out to this restaurant and now you aren't even looking at it.
You blinked slowly. You felt like shouting at him, but kept your cool and sat quiet, eating the now tasteless pasta in front of you, not wanting to cause a scene in such expensive environment.
The ball of emotions was dormant until both of you arrived home. The second you stepped foot inside the apartment, you threw your bag to the side and threw your earrings on the counter.
-What the fuck is wrong with you, Ran? This entire day, you've been letting out all your nerves on me. You kept pushing me, threw remarks at me, grimaced every time when I tried settling things with you... If it is something about me, you better tell me like a man!
Ran just stood there, his eyes wide, eyebrow twitching at the sound of your voice bumping inside his skull. The man approached you and the last thing you knew, his hand connected with your cheek, turning your whole body to one direction. Your head remained turned, for you weren't even able to process what the man you were so eager to call "your husband" in the future laid his hand on you.
-Didn't I tell you to shut up? Weren't you taught common human decency, hm? That when someone tells you to shut up and leave them alone, you should do so?
You didn't want to cry, but bitter tears found their path down your now red cheek. What broke you more is the nonchalance Ran looked you with at this very moment, his tie already loose and blazer thrown on the ground. He seemed so much bigger and intimidating than usual, his eyes piercing holes through you.
-Oh, is that so..?-you smiled wobbly, your voice shaky.
You didn't utter a word anymore, but through forced smile and watery eyes, you took your bag and ripped off the necklace he gifted you on your graduation day a few months ago, throwing it on the ground. Ran seemed unbothered, but knowing him for over 6 years, you always spotted the hidden emotions behind his stare, especially when he so desperately tried being tough in a fight like this.
Not wasting any more time crying in front of what you called your "fiance" with so much joy, you stormed off the apartment, almost stumbling from the wave of emotions that you felt warming your body up.
The shutting of the door, followed by the echoing of your loud steps on the stairway outside, left Ran alone with his own regrets. Never in his life had he thought he'd feel so... empty yet kind of relieved. Relieved because he let out his anger, empty because he did it on you, and now he probably lost you forever
The night wasn't easy for him. Ran hated staying up all night, but the emptiness and serenity in the room were suffocating for him. He missed your voice, he missed the way you breathed in his neck, being the big spoon most of the time. He knew you'd not respond to his texts nor pick up his calls, hell, he didn't even bother charging his phone, because the only reason he even used in in the first place was gone.
rindou↷
Sometimes your boyfriend's insecurities overcame him, and it often lead to atrocious quarrels between you two. No matter how often you'd say you had eyes only for him - he'd never believe you and fall down into yet another depressive episode where the whole world is to blame for him.
Today was no different. There was a big bag next to your wardrobe, and you stared at it for a while, slouched onto the bed, sighing deeply. You knew it was risky, but the dress was so beautiful, so gorgeous that it was an impulsive purchase. Rindou gave you full access to his card, and he rarely checks it.
You slipped it on, and for the first time in maybe months, you enjoyed the view of an expensive, shiny material wrapped around your figure, the poofy sleeves hugging your arms you hated so much perfectly. The dress was royal blue, the cleavage was deep, it had a beautiful slit and you even ordered a jewelry that wrapped around your thigh with Rindou's initials.
You hoped honey will start dropping from his eyes the moment he sees you in this dress, even getting aroused by how beautifully the fabric and color complemented you.
You heard the front door closing, which sent shivers down your entire body, and suddenly the plan you had in your mind dissolved into thin air, blankness replacing it.
-I'm home.
His voice lingered into your head. Unaware of your surroundings, it felt as if everything began fading into white, dulling your senses. You loved hearing him say these words, which propelled you to throw yourself on his neck and plaster kisses on his face, but now, you were hoping to not hear them at least for two more hours while mentally preparing yourself for whatever was spinning in your head.
-Um, hello?
The creak of the door pained your eardrums. You were fiddling with the material of the skirt on your chest, taking short, tense breaths after Rindou's presence hit you from the back, his strong aura suffocating you. The thud of his suitcase made you jump.
-H-hey, Rindou. - you said meekly, turning around to face him
You were tense. Your chest felt heavy and you felt like your stomach shrunk and moved around your abdomen. Rin analyzed your entire figure, visibly unsatisfied with your current appearance.
-Y/n. What is this?-he growled, approaching you with a slow yet heavy gait
-This is a dress I bought to show you... I know you like this color on me, and I-
-It's too fucking revealing, Y/n. What are you trying to do, huh? You know damn well what I think about rags like these.
-Rindou, can't I have nice things on me for at least once? For fucks sake, I am wearing this dress for you, I want you to drool over me and just touch my body, is this too much to ask for?? I even have your initials on my thigh!
Rindou's expression changed abruptly, forming from annoyance to sheer fury and disdain. He grabbed you by the fabric of the poofy sleeves and pulled you closer, causing it to rip.
-Maybe if you didn't have such trash taste in clothing, I'd be pleased. And the thigh jewelry? The fuck were you thinking?? You want to be watched, eh? You want others to see your thigh??
By this time his voice got louder and louder, making it feel as if the inside of your head is shaking. But you cursed yourself for even thinking that he'd be any different. Ever since the incident with his brother calling you "hot", he's gotten worse and worse, sinking deeper into the pond of insecurities he was born in.
Your overthinking slowed your reactions, and by the time you came to your senses, you felt a burning sensation on your cheek. He laid his hand on you, and he was on his knees in front of you, head laid on your thighs, asking for forgiveness.
-I'm sorry.. sorry... sorry, Y/n, my love, I got too-
You shushed him up. You kept your gaze glued onto the door in front of you, legs urging you to stand up and go away, disappear, evaporate from Rindou's life. His eyes were filled with what seemed shame, self-hatred... even more than usual. No more were you influenced by his gentle caresses, no more you felt the same spark as before.
Rindou couldn't stand looking at himself in the mirror. Everything reminded him of you. The body mist you left in his room, the towel you'd use for your hair, and the last bits of your sweet, enticing scent that tied his braincells into a heart knot, forcing him to bury his head into the pillow you slept on, inhaling it.
30 missed calls.... over 100 messages until you blocked him. He searched for you everywhere - every nook and alley. He'd always randomly get the feel of you being around, or even hiding behind a sinister street.... alas you were never there.
sanzu↷
-YEEEEAAAAAAAH!!!
His voice echoed throughout the bar, or more precisely - the private room he'd booked for the both of you in the Haitanis' club.
You were embarrassed by your boyfriend's attitude, placing a hand in front of your face in a pathetic attempt to hide it and tone down the soul-eating feeling of your boyfriend being an absolute douche. The night was supposed to be lecherous with the just both of you in this room, talking, kissing and probably even unabashedly fucking in front of the entire staff.
-For fucks sake, Sanzu! You're so loud and obnoxious!
By the time he night progressed this far, Sanzu was high as a kite. Paired with the amounts of alcohol he had ingested by now, there was no salvation from the sweet curtain of drunkness that was in front of his eyes.
You were pissed. Not long before your date, he was gone for around 5 days. Full-on no contact. He didn't answer your texts nor calls, and it had you worried sleepless for days. He eventually came back, and as always - he'd take you out and throw all his money on you, buying you all the shit you lay your eyes upon, just to glaze your eyes and cease your nagging, making you forget that he'd do the same shit again.
He thought that problems are solved through material goods. Clothes, expensive dates and good sex, but soon you began realizing the toxicity you were put through from him, commencing from him gazing at other women to straight up disappearing for days. Who knows what he could've done?
But here you are, yet again, positioned in his lap, taking a shot of what seemed to be one of the best whiskeys you ever tasted, making you forget for a split second the mess your boyfriend is. The liquid warmed you... a little bit too much before a wave of dizziness washed over you. The only support you had was your lover, who had his hand wrapped around your waist, squeezing it.
You hated... no - loathed yourself for falling weak for his lukewarm excuses and attempts to win you back and have you moaning and murmuring under his touch.
-Y/n, you're so fucking boring. You don't let me have fun at home, and I ain't letting you hinder my fun here too.
He gruffly said, suddenly pushing you away. You plopped onto the couch. The alcohol brewing inside of you propelled you to a bold move you'd usually not make. You abruptly stood up and spilled the remaining liquid you poured yourself, all over his suit.
-The fuck are you doing?!
-The fuck does it look like I'm doing? All you've been doing is acting like I am some kind of side hoe. Doing all kinds of hurtful shit and then trying to make up to it by spoiling me...
-But I managed to succeed til' now, right? Why can't you just shut up and accept it again this night.-he retorted and tried to clean his clothes
Your fury couldn't be concealed even under the finest mask there is. You were panting from the build-up pressure inside of you the entire night. The buttons of your shirt were threatening to rip apart from the deep, frequent breaths you took.
-So I am going to continue being the only one fighting, huh? I will be the only one who loves truly and wholly? Is that it? You're going to treat me like some kind of used towel, huh??
The force you gripped his collar with was tremendous. Blue eyes stared at you in both confusion and frenzied fury. His arms were twitching, almost as if he wants to hit you.
Which he did in the blink of an eye, without a drop of remorse or holding back. He gripped your cheeks with his fingers after, forcing you to kneel down and look at him.
-You shut your filthy mouth or I am going to make you meet Satan himself, Y/n. You'd witness the other 50% I've been holding back to release since the last fucking time someone irritated me!
Terrified eyes analyzed his facial features. Vein protruding on his forehead and eyes filled with contempt and sheer malice, making you feel inferior, crushing you with just a simple stare back. No word was uttered from your mouth, nor you didn't move.
He didn't seem to have any quills about harming his "precious gemstone", as how he called you in the first few years of dating. You were shattered like glass, and your own pieces turned against you and impaled you with force, digging deep, hence you were blaming and cursing yourself for staying with him after Bonten was formed.
The night was young, and so were Sanzu's intentions of punishing you until you lose your voice from screaming.
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𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐈𝐬 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 彡 In which . . . Rindou needs to know.
〔CW〕 — Fluff in the beginning, angst (im so sorry), f!reader, death, mentions of blood (one time), a cliff hanger if you squint + let me know if I missed anything !
〔AN〕 — I'm sad. And I'm really sorry for making you guys sad also.
Rindou was once in love. He was in love with cherry blossoms, in love with the moon, and in love with Spirea flower bushes. He fell in love with these things because you were in love with them.
He was only eight when he first met you, playing with small water guns with his brother. Chasing each other around the playground, the younger Haitani looked away from his direction for a little too long, only to bump into you, a mere child that wasn’t older than him by much.
He didn’t care much at first, but the small sounds of sniffling didn’t go unnoticed. Looking back down at you, a frantic girl searching for something that fell.
“No no no..”
Small hands patting down at the floor to feel something other than small pebbles and twigs. Rindou grew curious.
He wasn’t curious about much, he has Ran to explain things for him when needed, but Ran is long gone trying to fix his braid that got ruined from all the running.
With a sigh, Rindou crouched down to the crawling girl.
“Whatcha lookin’ for?”
Looking up, Rindou sees nothing but fat tears, puffy cheeks, and wet lips. The sight of such sad, doe eyes making his stomach jump once, “A ring..”
With the back of your hands, you wipe away your tears, trying to get a good look at the boy in front of you, “A ring?”
“A ring,” you confirm, “a golden one.”
With a hum from his throat, Rindou looks around with you. But with Ran cutting Rindou’s moment short, he had to go home for dinner.
“Sorry, gotta go.”
You barely talked, but you liked him. He helped you.
“W-wait!” chasing after him shortly, Rindou turns with an arched brow, “Hm?”
“Your name.” It sounded like a demand, but he would think otherwise with how shy you look, twiddling with the skirt of your dress, your lips out in a pout.
“Rindou.”
“I’m [name]!”
“See you.”
You came to the playground the next day in search of your ring, maybe also hoping to see Rindou. You like Rindou. He’s funny looking. But he helped you.
You walked around the area that you bumped into him, searching with your eyes as if your life depended on it.
“Why is it so important to you?”
You perk up and smile at the sound of your new friend, “Rindou!”
“You’re so loud..”
“Sorry.”
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“What’s important?”
“The ring.”
Your smile drops and you furrow your brows, “I’ll tell you when you’re older.”
He snorts at that, his lip twitching up into a mock smile, “I’m probably older than you.”
“How old are you?” Your arms cross over your chest, hip tilting to the side in a sassy manner.
“Eight.”
“Aw shucks…”
“Why is it important.” Rindou is curious, he wasn’t curious about much.
“I’ll tell you when I’m older.”
You’re so persistent, Rindou doesn’t like that, “Please?”
With a shake of your head, he sighs and grows impatient, “If I help you and find your ring, will you tell me?”
“I guess.”
“You promise?”
He held out his pinky, immediately, you link yours with his, “Promise.”
Rindou made it his life goal to find that ring. He would spend days with you, this went on for what felt like forever until you both suddenly forgot about it.
You both grew up to be the closest of friends. He grew fond of your likes and dislikes, he learned so much from you, and despite his walk into fights and ill doings, he still treated you as always.
Unfortunately for his known identity, you became a target of many. Driven by the greed to beat the Haitani’s place and only cause more corruption than there already is, Rindou protected you.
Until he saw you fall to the roots of a cherry blossom tree. Your blood painting the trunk of the tree. It was a cold spring night. And despite the ice in the air and in Rindou’s heart, he blushed at your warm smile, your breathless giggle, and your last words.
“Guess I’ll have to tell you when we meet again, huh Rin.”
Rindou was curious, he wasn’t curious about much.
He was curious about why he cried so much and why he frantically called your name despite your skin going cold, why did he hug you and whisper words he wanted to tell you on so many occasions and why couldn’t he protect you.
It wasn’t supposed to be this way.
Rindou dragged his feet across the tiled floor of the playground. It’s been a month since you left, a whole month of being alone.
He cried every night since then, “You’re an idiot. You broke your stupid promise.”
Rindou looked around the park, everything is so small now. And dark.
Always at home for dinner time, not allowed to be out past six in the evening.
He walks towards a small flower bush. Pink buds of baby petals, ‘Spirea’ you once told him.
“They’re pretty right Rin-rin?”
“You’re prettier.” He wished to say.
“I’m an idiot.”
The moon is out tonight, he turns to face it.
“The moon is my best friend.” You smiled a little too brightly for his liking.
“What about me?”
“You’re my favorite-best friend.”
“Can I be more?” He wished to ask.
He walked a little further, a glint of something shiny catching his eye as he looked away from the bush.
Rindou is curious, he isn’t curious about much.
He walked back to the bush, crouching down to toss with the soil.
Another glint, and gently pinching his thumb and pointer around a small object.
Gray eyes widen and tears threaten to spill as he holds a golden ring in his palm, the little thing is faded of color, but nothing a rinse in the water can’t fix. How is it still there? After all these years?
“You’re supposed to tell me now.”
He smiled for the first time in a month. And cried for the nth time this month.
“Rindou, what's with the necklace?”
Ran is observant, Rindou doesn’t like that.
“Just thought it’d be cool.”
The younger one answers, one hand pushing his glasses up his nose and the other spinning the golden ring on the silver chain that decorates his neck.
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Summary: Daddy little girl! (Platonic)
Tokyo Revengers ×××
Character's:- Sanzu (Bonten), Mikey (Bonten), Izana.
Haruchiyo Sanzu!
It was no surprise that Sanzu would have a kid oneday since this man can't keep his dick to himself. You have your mother features the only thing that makes you appear related to Sanzu was your personality.
The Rosy pink haired male couldn't help but groan by your presence, he doesn't really like you even tho you're his own blood (he hope). He would bring you anywhere since he doesn't want you to be kidnapped either, killing and taking drugs infront of you he was unhinged.
While Sanzu was busy inhaling some cocaine the guy he have beaten up which Sanzu thought was dead would slowly rise up. You watch as the man glare at your father and take out a knife, unfortunately Sanzu was too high on drugs to realise what was about to happen. As a sound of bullet piercing through a human skull echo through the broken down building.
Sanzu turn behind to understand what the hell happened just to see the man he had beaten up on the group a puddle of blood forming around his head. A pocket knife on his hand as he look at you, you were still holding the gun as you look at your father with a cute smile. This was when Sanzu knew you were really his daughter.
He treat you better than ever from that day, he always thought you weren't his which make him not treat you that well and since he is too busy to take a DNA test. He always thought some whore who he have slept with just lie and drop you off and run away.
Your mother did just put you infront of Bonten building and put a little note that say "Fuck you Sanzu, you ruin my life. So, you should take care of this plump of cell not me".
The more Sanzu actually spend times with you the more he realised that you are just like him. Your laugh sound like his, you hav his charm, thank God since he doesn't want you to have the charm of a whore, Sanzu was excited to teach you how to used a gun. He would tie up people and used them as a target, whenever you shoot right through their head your father would give you a high five.
Sanzu treat you like a princess if Rindou or Ran tried to mess with you he's so read to put a bullet through their head. "Y/n... Did you know that your mother was a whore?" Ran told you as you only sigh "Yes, uncle I know my mother was a whore... Please enlighten me on how I should react" You reply back, "See, even the kid is annoyed of you!" The younger haitani added as he laugh.
Even Mikey like you which make Sanzu like you even more, just like your father you admire Mikey but unlike your father you weren't the type to lick a ground if Mikey say so.
But, Sanzu start to go to the club not that often now. Even if Ran or Rindou beg him to go as long as if he have a plan with you he would just reject the offer. Sanzu does bring prostituted back home but he always make sure not to be loud although you already understand what is going on.
"Princess, what should I do with her?" Sanzu would ask you as he grab the hair of the woman who tried to steal Sanzu wallet, he asked you since he knew damn well you would always come up with a creative way of killing people. Kids do have a wild imagination and killing someone the same way over and over was boring. "Daddy, why not cut off her hand so she won't be able to steal anything anymore... Maybe after that you can feed her family using her" You reply with a smile on your face the woman skin turn pale as she start to beg for forgiveness. "Ah! My princess is so smart, I'm so proud of you, princess" Sanzu praise you as you smile proudly.
Sanzu sent you to the best school he could possibly find since his princess deserve the best. You were guarded by gang members 24/7 if not they'll die. No matter how dumb you are no school have the gut to reject you since they still want to live, if you're smart the teacher would treat you very good cause their life is on your hand at this point.
You usually hang out at the Bonten building, Mikey allowed you to. Mikey clearly have a favourite and it's definitely you, you weren't noisy nor cause a fight, you would tell him story which makes his life a bit less boring, you listen to him and ask nothing in return and you're a cheeky kid who is good at tricking people.
"So, the unicorn couldn't cross the river because... Even tho there was.... A beutiful tree the unicorn couldn't left his friend behind... The end!" You say with a smile as you close the book, Mikey who was listening to your story closely although you pronounce some word wrong it was pleasent to hear, Mikey still have his childish side so he would asked you to read more story until you fall asleep while reading a story for him.
Manjiro Sano!
Mikey doesn't even know what the hell he was feeling to even have sex with some random chick but now he have a kid... Your mother just casually drop you off and flew to another country.
Your eyes were similar to Mikey a fucking void of nothing. You don't cause tantrums nor cry loudly, you were quite patient and listen to anything your father say, but no one else could literally control you it doesn't matter of Mikey send them if you do not see your father you're causing a big tantrums.
You would sit quietly while drawing a picture using a crayon, Sanzu was your babysitter since Mikey trust him enough somehow. The Rosy pink haired male was not that happy but atleast you're Mikey daughter.
"I could go out with some chick's but here I am babysitting you" the Rosy pink haired male complain once again, even Ran and Rindou were simply sitting there not complaining and Sanzu was only blaming you, "Could you stop yapping your mouth... Y'know some of us have things to do other than yapping" you told the older male as Sanzu was pissed off. Even if you are Mikey kids you ain't Mikey, "I didn't know an idiot like you could talk" Sanzu said trying to hold back his anger, "You're a grown ass adult arguing with a kid, I wonder who the idiot is" Seem like you got your mother mouth.
You're always ready to throw hands with anyone especially Sanzu, among the elite members of Bonten if we forget your own father Koko like you the most. Unlike those idiots you actually know how to used money properly, you somehow managed to pull money out of no where... He used your innocent to steal things to.
Everyday you have a playful fight with Sanzu... It get violence real quick tho, it's either you throw things at him or he pull his gun out and point it at you. You two do not get along very well but you never bad mouth him to your father, even if Mikey tried to stop the daily fight you simply just say it's yours and his problem... No one can butt in.
It's impossible to kidnap you since you're always with Mikey or another elite members of Bonten. Even when you go to school atleast one elite member have to pick you up since you're Mikey kid.
You're the whole reason Mikey haven't completely lose himself so if you're gone everyone is going to be fucked up.
You're literally Bonten princess, you hold a very important role in Bonten since you're the reason Mikey is not insane yet... You would usually be near your father and you weren't afraid of gruesome scene since y'know your father and his friends kill people on daily basis.
Mikey doesn't allow you to touch any of his gun nor any gun, he might be the most dangerous gang leader but he ain't gonna let his princess touch something that can harm them. What's the point of being a good father if you need to learn self defence at early age.
"Rinrin... What happened to my teddy?" You ask as you stare at the teddy bear on the groud, it was really fucked up there was a bullet hole in your bear. "Um... Well you see" Rindou tried his best to find a good excuse since making you cry was bad even tho Mikey isn't here. His older brother Ran was just looking at him smirking, this all happened because Ran said something that provoke Rindou to pull out his gun and shoot which was Ram plan and make him shoot the bear instead. "You... Ruin my bear!" You were tearing up badly. And you cried, you were throwing everything you could get your little hand on and throwing at anyone.
Whenever you get sad or mad you throw anything at anyone only your father can calm you down during such period. Or you straight up bite, kick, pull, scream. You only do such things when you are seriously mad or sad, but after everything you would apologise a half ass apologize you weren't sorry it's their fault for provoking you.
"I swear your father won't like it if you stand out in the rain!" Sanzu was trying to get you out the rain but since any umbrella was near he wasn't ready to ruin his beautiful hair and outfit. "Bleh! No!" You said as you took a step back getting further away from the pink haired male. "Shit man! Why do you have to be so difficult!?" Sanzu asked as you stick out your tongue at him. You were freezing cold but there was no way you were going to back out easily. "Blah blah blah! Keep talking pinky pie!" You said as you told your arm and sit down on the groud. "I'll buy you a dorayaki?" "Okay!".
You're a easy to buy since just like how young Mikey was you were in love with Dorayaki, you never share food tho even with your father you hesitate a bit and give it to him. You only eat food if a flag can be added or else you're not eating it.
You were sitting on the soft sofa as you much on the freshly buy Dorayaki as you swing your life feets, every bite bringing you to heaven as you enjoyed in silence. "Y/n" the younger haitani call out your name as you look at him "Can I eat some... Even a little crust would be nice?" Rindou asked, they bet him to take even a little bite off your food as you smile at him. Rindou for sure though that you'll say yes since the way you were smiling was closed to the word yes. "No" you simply answer as you continue to eat your dorayaki. Rindou look disappointed at himself it seem as his charm didn't work on you and Sanzu and Ran were laughing at him. As your father entered the room you jump up from your seat and walk towards your father with a proud smile. You snap the dorayaki in half although it was not even, "Daddy, want one?" You asked as you already put out the dorayaki for him "Sure, princess" Mikey reply as he grab the dorayaki and eat it. You just simply go back to your seat and just ignore the younger Haitani brother who was simply flabbergasted by the obvious favourism.
Kurokawa Izana!
He doesn't even know what happened that night... He didn't mean to have sex with anyone he was simply too drunk and the girl seduced him.
Now he have to take care of you and yeah the woman even throw the DNA test paper to him.
At first he literally ignore your existence and kaku take care of you all the time. Whenever Izana looked at you, you remind him of himself when he was younger not wanted by his own mother.
Hence, he started to treat you like how he wish to be treat by his mother when he was younger, he would hold your hand while walking, make kaku read bedtime story for you, play the guitar for you and he even beat up any guy who look at you the wrong way.
He tried his best to not get you involved in any of his gang activities but they do adore you alot. Even tho Shion is a scary ass dude you would just play with his hair and listen to him talk about anything. You do not like Kisaki at all... He tried to get along with you but yeah you'll run and hide behind anyone. The haitani brother treat you like their little sister, kakucho is your mother at this point, hanma... He play with you too much.
"Y/n... Why don't we buy ice cream hm...?" Kisaki asked you as you look at him terrified, Kisaki reminds you of a monster which make you run and hide behind the older haitani. "Eh...?" Ran look confused as you grab onto him tightly, "Look like y/n doesn't like you" Rindou said out as Kisaki only Chuckled, he was hella mad inside. His whole plan was to make you like him and kidnapped you.
You don't talk much nor do much, you are just you... Unlike your mother who left you, you were alot calmer and patience, but just like Izana your determination was strong and you got Izana eyes as well.
You would just sit down on the groud and listen to everyone talk since Izana doesn't trust anyone who isn't Kaku... And kaku have to attend the meeting to, most people think you couldn't talk at one point but you could clearly do that.
Izana would never take you to anything that includes other gang... He'll just simply locked the door from the outside door and since he trust you enough to be alone.
But, if anyone dare to bad mouth your father thinking you were too much of a coward to say anything... They're dumb, although you aren't much of a talker unlike your mother, you have the same attitude as your mother.
"Y'know, boss would be nothing without the haitani brother's" the guy say although you were right there "Dude! Boss daughter is right there... Keep it shut or boss will kill us!" The other guy tried to warn his friend as he laugh in response "She is too much of a coward to do shit..." The other guy would simply say. You literally pick up a rock and throw it at the guy "ouch! What the hell is wrong with you?!" The guy asked as you stood up. "Annoying..." you told him as you walk away "Dude I told you..." The other guy told him "She only talk big she won't rat me out" the guy say with full of confidence. You did tell you father and everyone you know...
You rat people out if you have to... Izana is a very sweet and protective dad, he would hold your hand if you ever walk out anywhere. Making sure he doesn't neglect you and have enough time to spend with you. If he can't spend time with you kaku would definitely be the best replacement for such tasks.
Kaku was definitely worried when you didn't talk much and thinks you have a talking problem. He told Izana about his worried, Izana didn't want you to get bullied for such silly reason that Izana start to talk less so you won't be alone... It wasn't that deep tho you just think talking too much is a waste of energy.
You would sit down and work on your little project for hours, you were making a drawing of you and Izana with your crayon which Kaku bought for you. You were very careful with your drawing and whenever you see even a tiny flaw you would just redo the whole drawing.
You tug at your father pants to get his attention "What is it princess?" Your father ask you as you give him the drawing "I draw for you..." You would say with a sweet smile as Izana just smile at you and admire your work as well... "I'll put it on the fridge so everyone will get to see it, okay?" He ask you as you nod your head a yes.
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WHY YOU!? NOT ME!?
PLATONIC! takemichi x teen! reader
summary... takemichi thought the letter from the philippines was from manjiro sano but instead of him it was his daughter..
warnings... angst, hurt/no comfort, death, manila timeline, name is jealous of takemichi, mentions of blood, guns, mention of child neglect, teen!reader
an... this is my first time writing angst so bear with me! lol
takemichi stood in front of the broken and abandoned building
he lets out a shaky breath and ventures into the building with one goal in mind to find mikey
takemichi hoped over a crumbled ledge 'this will be the first time ill see mikey's future self!'
he then took the broken stairs that had metal rods poking out from the bottom and littered trash on top, 'I wonder how he turned out? maybe he hasn't changed..'
takemichi pants from all this climbing and walking he had to do, he rubbed his sweat away from his forehead "these ruins are huge!"
'... when I meet him.. what will I even say..?'
takemichi didn't even realize how this meeting would be a huge mistake for him in the near future...
"takemichi?.."
takemichi whipped his head around to the sound of his name being called
mikey- ..no someone else was sitting on a large scrap pile, looking at him with a sad smile on their lips
"mikey?" takemichi asked hesitantly
the teen[!?] in front of him gave out a light laugh, yeah.. that wasn't mikey, whoever this was, looked, like mikey but much more feminine. she shared the same empty dark eyes and had somewhat of the same facial features as mikey..
"are you.. takemitchy hanagaki..?" she tilted her head to the side and spoke with a soft-spoken voice, ..he almost missed it
he swallowed the saliva that had built up in his mouth and answered "yes..that's me- but..uh its 'takemichi' "
her frown turned back into that light smile "really? dad always calls you 'takemitchy' "
takemichi's eyebrows raise in shock "dad?"
she hummed "yeah.. manjiro ..manjiro sano?"
takemichi started to tear up and quickly rubbed them away with his wrist, he didn't want to cry in front of mikey's kid.. ugh why was he so emotional from seeing her?... was it because she looked a lot like him..?
she rested her cheek against the palm of her hand and kept that same soft smile "huh, you really are the crybaby that my father described, haha"
the way she had said it wasn't one of mockery but admiration
"don't worry, me and you share that-- being a lot more sensitive, I would always cry over little things too" she mentioned
takemichi blicked a couple of times--almost cartoony-like-- and he lightly chucked at that fact
but her light smile that held warmth faded away into a frown much like mikey's.. they just looked so alike..
" I brought you here to stop my dad from getting you to do him a 'favor' " she spoke in a gloomy tone
"a- a favor?" takemichi questioned
she didn't elaborate on this 'favor' she got up and stood upon the scrap pile-- the light from above shown down onto her and a jingle from her red and black hanafuda earrings that he only now noticed
"my dad is still in japan, with my uncle.. I was the one who wrote you that letter to get you to come here"
"huh?! why? what wa-" takemichi was stumbling over his words and failed to notice how the younger sano had made her way right in front of him with a heavy frown
she stood tall in front of him with her hands in the pockets of her black pants, she gave him a nasty glare
from this glare alone takemichi shivered, the younger sano glared at him like he had done a horrible sin
takemichi wanted to shout, he wanted his answers answered! he wanted to know if mikey really killed mitsuya! he wanted to know why he-!
the younger sano grabbed a fist full of the front of his shirt and slammed him down onto the dirt below, crouching over him, with her knee slammed into his stomach he wheezed from the air getting knocked out of him so harshly. takemichi guessed that [he doesn't even know mikey's kid's name..] strength was mikeys genes passed down to this sano... damn! that hurt.. !!
takemichi finally comprehends that a gun has been shoved against his cheek in a threatening matter
"WHY ARE YOU ACTING SO- SO OBLIVIOUS!? LIKE YOU AREN'T THE PROBLEM!??" she yelled in his face, this was a complete one-eighty of her personality
takemichi's eyes filled up with tears and he looked away from her and saw a gun lying in reach
she looked towards the direction of the gun before looking back at him and digging the gun farther into his face-- he winces at this
"you gonna kill me? grab that gun and shoot me before I blow your damn brains out" the sanos voice lowered
takemichi didn't even realize he had his eyes shut tight before he opened them. the feeling of droplets falling onto his face
he looked up into the dark eyes of the younger sano, they were filled with so many tears, and more fell onto his face
"you- you.." she hiccuped "why the hell ..does my dad have so much admiration for you..?"
"huh? why are you so.. special to him!?" she shoved the gun harsher into his cheek
"why- why.. couldn't he look at me like that?.. why does he hold more love for you! then me!!" she blurted out "what did you do for him? huh!? you- you left him!.. you-I.."
takemichi couldn't say anything to the crying teen above him, those empty eyes showed the broken sadness within
"please lets.. lets ta-"
BANG
BANG!
BANG!!
the younger sano fell over when blood had splattered onto takemichi's face
the gun falling out of her hands
"are you ok!?? takemichi!!? did mikey hurt you?!" naoto yelled while holding his own hands on his gun
takemichi looked over at him with shock and then whipped his head to the side to see the younger sanos body on her side with three defined bullet holes, blood soaking her white sweater
"sano!!" takemichi screamed as he leaped to hold up her body from the dirty ground, "takemich! don't go near..him..?"
naoto paused from running to takemichi and looked at the person who takemichi was trying to stop the blood from escaping their body
naoto's heart dropped at the sight of...a teen.. in takemichi's arms. naoto then had looked down at the gun that he assumed manjiro sano was holding... the lock safety was active..
naoto felt sick..and dizzy..
"sano! sano!!" takemichi screamed, holding the younger sanos cooling body.. he looked at his blood-soaked hands and clutched the sano's body close while screaming with agony
she violently coughed up blood that is filling her throat "t-takemitchy..? can..can I call you that..?"
"yes, yes..sure! sano..oh my god.." takemichi cried, his hot tears spilling from his eyes, rolling down his cheeks and onto the younger sanos forehead
takemichi shakenly brushed away the tears from her forehead, smudging blood into her hair in the process
"e-everything is going to be o-ok! sano-"
"[name].. that's m-my name.. please c-call me that.." she coughed
takemichi finally got to find out mikey's daughter's name... he just wished it was in a better circumstances..
"okay.. [name]- im so..so sorry..I can't- I can't stop the blood..!"
she gave out a quiet laugh "why ..are you so w-worried about me..?"
takemichi couldn't answer that...
"the..'favor' m-my dad want..ed from you.. was to kill him" [name] shakenly explained
takemich's breath hitched, "he.. killed- cough! - all the old..members of t-toman.. he w-wanted it all to 'end' .. he was going to leave me...takemitchy.. I didn't want.. him to leave me.. I-I.."
she coughed again making her body shake in pain in his hands
"shhhh..shh.." takemichi cradled the crying sano in his arms, rocking her gently back and forth
"I-I thought.. if..if I could kill you you would..n't be able to k-kill my dad! and m-maybe..maybe he would focus a-all his attention on me!.. and-and.."
"shhh.. it's ok.. it's ok.." takemichi whispered and hugged her body closer resting his cheek on the top of her head still rocking her gently back and forth
she used her last strength to clutch the front of takemichi's shirt for comfort before sobbing, hiccuping, and coughing blood onto him
"takemitchy..your hand is.. so warm...."
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"[name]?? [name].. please.. answer me" takemichi sobbed
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:D soooo...? uh how was that? did I do a good job at writing angst? ngl this DRAINED me to write lol, maybe ill just stick to fluff
anyway did you guys catch any easter eggs in my story? ig their kinda of like parallels ??? i dunno how to name them..
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Tokyo Revengers Manga spoilers that everyone needs to see
(if u are can handle it)
Why did someone have to point out that Sanzu has been present for both Sano brothers’ sui*ides….
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𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 ft izana kurokawa
𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: The gang leader of your boyfriend's rivalry team to a liking to you, his queen.
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: angst to fluff / ( ☆ )
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: yandere theme, jealousy, possessive and obsession, violence, languages, and death threat
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: HELLO! OMG, first of all, I am freaking out (not really) because I don't know how well this is gonna turn out. After all, it's been so long since I last made a one-shot with yandere themes! The last one was Shidou Ryusei's from Blue lock. But it wasn't gonna be half as gore (I think?) as this one! Hopefully, it was okay BUT let me know what you think in the comment! Happy reading xx (E/T known as eye types)
You were in the kitchen eating breakfast when your boyfriend came in 'Hey,' You bid eyeing up from the bowl of milk and cereal towards him. He got out a glass and poured cold water, chugging it down. 'I gotta go, Kakucho called and there'll be a meeting!' He kisses the crown of your head before he left the estate.
You blink a few times looking back at the spot he was at and the front door not far from the kitchen hall. You shrug continue eating, your acrylic nail made a tapping sound against the phone as you scroll using your other hand.
It was late, nearly a quarter of one but still no sign of your boyfriend. Izana was supposed to be exactly thirty minutes ago, max but here you are waiting for him yet the half-Filipino guy never made it back home until a phone call erupted the spacious hall.
'Where are you?'
'Hey, lovey, I don't think I'll be back tonight. There's been a mistake at work and I need to get it done. Kakucho will drop by to get you some food-' The passcode on the door is punched open and the sight of the scarred male arrived.
'He's here, see you!' You hung up the call and get the plastic bag from Kakucho 'Woah, this is a lot!'
'Izana asked me to get an extra, as an apology...' You huff, eyes on the heavy plastic bag 'Would you mind accompanying me?' He was reluctant but nodded nonetheless. 'You get this ready, I'm gonna bring us some fine wine!' You singsong as you skip to the wine restoring cabinet and get the finest wine, the one you got on your birthday.
Kakucho sat on the medium-sized couch whilst you sat on the main couch, getting comfortable 'But don't Izana have works for you?' You asked away, pouring down the wine into his wine cup. He shake his head 'I was done for the night, Izana is occupied because a new gang was requested to do private business with us.' You wiggle your brow at him 'Really, I guess that's why he was so busy the rest of the week.' He hums and bottoms up the drink while you did the same 'Ahh, this is so good! Here!' You gave him the whole bottle and smile lazily 'You should hide or throw it while you can, Izana will be pissed if he knows I drink more than a cup!' You hiccuped
'Already?' Kakucho chuckles and puts aside the wine, away from you. 'But the gang you was talking about, who are they?' He looks up from you, one brow furrowing 'Why do you want to know? Do you even know other gangs other than Tenjiku?' You pout at him 'Izana told me all of his business partners, I wanna know if I know this one!' You hiccup once more. Kakucho walks out to the kitchen to grab a water bottle and handed it to you.
'They're Doncan. Do you know them?' You gulp the drink and wipe off the access from the corner of your mouth 'Oh them - but aren't they like you guys, rivalry?' He handed you a proper napkin once he speaks up 'A new gang formed, and surprisingly gained lots of members in a few months. They wanted to take out the two top Japanese drug organizations. We had no choice but to join hands. It's a win-win situation anyway.' He shrugs gulping down another cup of wine. You look at the half-full glass with lust.
'I want more drink!' You snapped out of your thoughts and slap your face 'Easy Y/n if you hurt yourself I will be responsible for it. You know how Izana is...' You sigh in contempt, laying down on the couch with a faint thud 'My boyfriend is so dreamy! Always putting me first.' Your eyes hooded and sleepy 'You should sleep. I will take care of you until Izana's home.' You hum patting his arm through his suit and yawning 'Thank you Kakucho!'
The sun barely set when you woke up in bed, neatly tucked and hair tied just how you liked it. Your head was a bit sore from liquoring up so you got up but a light nudge held you back. You spun your head around seeing Izana in his sleeping attire with his glasses on and a laptop on his lap. His one hand was around your neck and collarbone while his other hand was used to scroll the sensor. 'You scared me!' You revealed as you turn your body around and went to hug him 'What time is it?'
'Barely seven.' He answered eyes never leaving the screen. He turns to you for a moment plastering a chaste kiss on your side temple 'I'm going to work at eight, not gonna be as busy as the other day so I was wondering if you want to follow me?' Your eyes lighted up, it's been so long - one week since you visited or even set foot inside the building.
'Sure, wake me up when it's time to go!' He hums petting your shoulder and caressing it.
You and Izana arrived at his workplace. The guards lined up already waiting for his arrival. You two got arms lined together as you two strode together inside the entrance.
'Ryo Yamada is inside your office room.' Informed Kakucho, stealing a glance and a quick smile your way. You two went inside the elevator accompanied by three of his men into the room. Two of them waited outside the door and you three get inside.
A man probably around your age neatly sit on the leather couch. His Rolex watch flexing inside the dimmed light room. 'There you are! And I see you bought one of your bitch.'
'Be careful how you speak, this is my fiancé.' Despite feeling stunned by the man's remark, you have a shake with him 'Y/n L/n.' He gladly took your hand placing a gentle kiss on your knuckle 'The pleasure is mine, Ryo Yamada.' Izana tears his face away from you and scoff 'Stand far from my missus, Ryo.' The man laughed, both of his hands beside his head.
'Chill Kurokawa, I won't devour the lady... Yet.' Izana was ready to pounce and forget about all this shitty assists from his gang but you held him back.
'It's okay,' He cooled down, adjusting his tie, and have a seat with the man in front of him, you at the side, half-listening.
Izana was not blind. He could see the look Ryo was giving you. That infamous dirty stare he laid upon his victims. Izana being Izana, he would've killed that man with a snap of his finger but every time you held his hand and assure him, he'll just sigh and try to cool his head down. Key Word: Try.
'Aw, come on don't try so hard and be so lovey-dovey! I might die because of jealousy!' He scowls lowly, eyes hooded over your figure. The tanned hand of Izana had reached for his back pocket where he kept his gun. One wrong move again and he'll shoot without hesitation.
'Now business aside,' He man-spread on the chair, hands over his knees with his eyes bore from you to Izana then back to you 'How long have you two known each other?'
'That was none of your' - He was cut by you 'We met in 2005. Izana just got released from juvenile and he was with my brother. Izana calls it 'Love at the first glance.' You chuckle tearing your eyes from Ryo to Izana to see he had already looked at you. That sharp purple eyes of his relaxed in you.
'That's cringe.' His pupils diverted. Hell no, Izana won't let anyone, he means anyone and not even Kakucho to insult how he fell in love with you. It wasn't cringe or drama-like. It was Izana Kurokawa falling in love with you. No matter what, he won't take comments about how he fell in love with you. His haven and his majesty.
His gaze turns from you to Ryo. A fast motions whistle and a scream erupted inside the soundproof room. Ryo was shot right in the knee. His knee busted open out from his expensive slack. A painful agony scream erupts once more. His eyes were bloodshot.
'F'ckin hell! That hurts!' Izana eyes weren't quiver even one bit. His eyes were steady and plain. 'One wrong move again. And I'll make not to miss that thick skull head of yours.' He planted the gun to his forehead mimicking the 'Bang' sound 'You should've thought about the worst consequences before you came barking at my queen, you pathetic loser.'
'Fuck this useless negotiation. With your gang or without, Tenjiku will remain at the top. You and all that shitty gangs below us can fucking rot in hell.' He finished opening up the door as Ryo's guards rush inside. A blood war was incoming but by that time, Kakucho had made sure to put you and Izana back inside the car and to your mansion.
'That scumbag.' You sighed bringing Izana into a hug. Your hand fished inside your purse to grab a pack of tissue wiping off the warm blood stained off his cheeks and lips.
'He won't get his way with you.' He scoops you in his arms earning a small yelp from you, but once you relaxed you laugh 'He won't. Never will.' Noses touching. His eyes find their way to your E/T ones.
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LOVED YOU BETTER.
pairings ken 'draken' ryuguji x fem!reader
summary ever since your break up with your now ex-boyfriend, draken, you've been finding yourself more driven and competitive in figure skating than ever before to ease your mind. consequently being dubbed as "ms. triple axel" and deemed as one of the best in the new generation. but what if you reunite with draken during the japanese figure skating nationals, competing for the olympic spot?
genre modern au, fluff, crack, angst, figure skating au
warnings i'm still not funny, nsfw jokes, kms & kys jokes, strong language, injury mentions.
status ongoing!
taglist open! send an ask if you wanna be added <3
CHAPTERS!
your friends , draken's friends
001 - this is awkward.
002 - sick and twisted.
003 - tba!
#draken scenarios#draken x y/n#draken imagines#draken x you#draken x reader#tokyo revengers x you#tokyo revengers fluff#tokyo revengers angst#tokyo revengers scenarios#tokyo revengers x reader#tokyo revengers#tokyo rev x you#tokyo rev x y/n#tokyo rev x reader#tokyo rev fluff#tokyo revengers smau#tokyo rev smau#tokyo rev angst#ken ryuuguji x you#ken ryuuguji x reader#ken ryuguji#ken ryuuguji fluff#draken fluff#draken angst#ken ryuguji angst#draken smau#anime smau#smau#fluff#angst
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bad idea, right?
PAIRING: Ran Haitani x Reader
SUMMARY: Fucking the brother of the person you were in love was a bad idea, right?
GENRE: Smut, Angst.
WARNINGS: Swearing, manipulation (if you squint), pet names.
WORD COUNT: 1.4k words
“Fuck, just look at you. What would Rin think if he saw you like this?” Ran thrusted into you, making you whimper. “Getting fucked by his older brother. I bet he wouldn’t even want to see you ever again.” You cried out, and tears started to fall from your tears. You weren’t sure if it was because of the pleasure Ran was providing you every time he thrusted into you or because of his statement.
He was right. Rindou will hate you if he finds out you fall for Ran’s schemes. That was something Rindou always made clear. No girl deserving of him will ever be with his brother. He, of course, loved and looked up to Ran, he’s his brother for fucks sake, but it was completely different when it came to girls.
“I hate so much, Ran,” you managed to say as you hit him on the chest with your fist, and Ran’s hand wrapped around your neck.
“Is that so? Well, your pussy tells me otherwise, princess.” you clenched around him after hearing the mocking pet name he gave you just to get on your nerves.
You were feeling dizzy. You really didn’t remember how you ended up in this position, getting fucked by Ran, but you really didn’t complain. Even if a part of you was feeling guilty since you were in love with the brother of the person who was giving you the fuck of your life.
“Bet he couldn’t fuck you like I’m doing it.” You didn’t pay attention to what he was saying.
You had this love-hate relationship with Ran. When he met you, he flirted with you, and maybe you flirted back, not knowing he was Rindou’s brother. This flirtatious relationship went on for a month—a month where you and Ran couldn’t stop talking and seeing each other. You were pretty sure if the two of you continued like that, Ran would have been your boyfriend by the end of the second month. Somehow, you just clicked. But you found out he was the brother of the person who you have been in love with for the past three years. A part of you thought you were definitely over Rindou. He only treated you as a friend, never showing any type of interest in a relationship. But then you realized that if you ever saw Rindou with someone else, well, that would have destroyed you. So you call it quits with Ran.
Ran was furious when you told him the person you were last in love with was his brother. Since then, Ran has completely changed his attitude towards you. But you couldn’t really blame him.
From booty calls to talking once in a while, Ran only saw you as something for him to use—a toy. A part of you knew you deserved better. The other part felt guilty, so you let him do whatever he wanted to you.
Even if you told yourself you were over the Haitani brothers, you couldn’t stop coming back to Ran. He was addictive. You needed the attention he gave you, even if that attention was pure hatred where Ran would treat you like you were only good at getting used. A part of you loved being used. It was like finding you were made for something. And Ran knew this. He knew being harsh with you was something you enjoyed.
Ran’s hand tightened around your neck, bringing you back to the present.
“Where you..?” He hadn’t finished saying the sentence, but you somehow knew what he was about to say. “Where you thinking about Rin?” You tried shaking your head, but his hand didn’t even allow you to say something.
“You fucking whore. Don’t you get it? He won’t ever like you. I’m the only one for you. I’m the one that can treat you well.” He emphasized his words with each thrust, making you clench around his cock.
“I am the only one that can make you cum.” Ran’s hand went to your clit, stimulating it so you could cum faster.
“R-ran,” you felt a heavy weight on your chest. Maybe he was right. You never had this type of connection with someone else in your life. Not even with Rindou. Or at least that is what you thought. Ran always said the two of you were made for each other. A match made in heaven.Which made you feel even more guilty. You were pretty sure if you had met Ran before Rindou, you would’ve entirely fallen for Ran.
“What is it, darling? Already gonna cum?” Each thrust sends shock waves through your whole body, making your breath hitch.
“P- lease ‘an” you choked on your saliva. You were so close, and Ran knew it. He knows the way your hand grips whatever part of his body whenever you’re close, in this case, his wrist from the hand that was still around your neck, making Ran apply more pressure.
“That’s right, princess, cum around my cock, show me how good I’m making you feel,” Ran whispered in your ear.
You started to feel lightheaded. Ran couldn’t believe how beautiful you looked at that moment. Eyes rolled back, both hands on his wrist, and mouth opened, begging for air. You felt a wave of pleasure run through your body, making you stay still while you cum around him, clenching harder his cock. Ran stopped flicking your clit, chasing his orgasm, and after a few more thrusts, he groaned, milking your walls with his cum.
“Fu-uck. Look at you. So fucking perfect for me,” Ran panted out as he slowly left a trail of kisses from your chest to all over your face.
He’s so in love with you, and he hates the fact that you met Rindou before him. It should’ve been him, not his brother. He knows he’s just way too mean with you, and he knows you feel guilty about not being in love with him, that he takes advantage of that, making him feel guilty.
But for him, it’s the only way to have you, even if it meant guilt-tripping you into making whatever the hell he wanted.
As you were searching for your clothes, Ran made his way to his closet, searching for some new clothes for him to put on, turning his back on you.
“You can go now,” he spitted out. Ran felt disgusted with himself. He always does. It appears that he only uses you for pleasure (which he does), but he hates being so cold afterwards.
You looked at him and shook your head. At this point, you were tired of his antics. He was always like this. All sweet and loving for one moment, but he could turn cold and distant at any moment. But again, you felt you deserved it.
Holding back your tears, you exited his room, whispering “sorry” to him, hoping it would make him and you feel better. You needed to get out of there quickly. You had to stop this whole fuck-situation with Ran as soon as possible. It was only hurting the two of you.
You didn’t realize someone was opening the front door since you were looking at the floor, and that’s when you bumped into that person. You felt both of his hands on your shoulders, trying to steady your whole body and prevent you from falling back.
“Woah, what the hell happened to you?” Rindou asked as soon as he saw tears falling down your cheeks. He didn’t understand why his heart hurt at the sight of you crying, but that wasn’t the important thing right now. “Did he do something to you?” Rindou was going to go directly to Ran’s room, but you stopped him in his tracks.
“Wait, no. It was me, Rin. I was the one that…” you stayed silent. If you actually explained what was happening and why you were crying, Rin would never want to see you again, and you could not afford that. Not when you were already hurting because you couldn’t love Ran the way he wanted to be loved by you. “You know what I can’t tell you right now.” He observed your semblance and took notice of your messy hair. Something definitely happened between you and Ran.
Before Rindou could say anything else, you started to walk again as fast as possible, evading his gaze and surrounding him so you could exit his house quickly.
“WAIT!” Rindou didn’t even realize when you managed to escape from his grip, but he couldn’t even process what was happening. He realized he wouldn’t be able to get any information from you, so he let you go and made his way to Ran’s room.
He was going to find you what happened between the girl he’s in love with and his brother, even if his heart gets broken in the process.
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t o k y o r e v e n g e r s m a s t e r l i s t
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Hello good sir, I was wondering if you would take the time out of your day and consider making a headcannon of the TR characters "mikey, izana , sanzu, south" reaction to "there s/o being attacked and beaten for being in a relationship with them"
I would very much appreciate if you made this HC but I do understand if you did not, thanks for indulging me🙏
a/n: it's miss ^^
Sorry for the long wait, I was burn out and tired from work.
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next time, for anyone wondering, please specify what timeline you want the characters to be from, especially mikey and sanzu, cuz yk
Their s/o being beaten up because they're in a relationship with them
featuring: bonten!sanzu and mikey; toman!mikey; south terano, izana kurokawa
warning(s): mentions of blood, beating up, reader being hurt, mentions of guns and drugs
n o t p r o o f r e a d !, will be edited in the future.
toman!Mikey↷
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you had a date with Mikey a little bit before a gang meet up, but you were late, something that was VERY unusual of you
he was worried and roamed around the place like a fly without its head
until you came crying to him, bruised and cut all over your body
he froze on the spot and immediately wrapped his hands around you
he was shaking, asking you what happened and all that
you had to calm down and catch your breath before being able to form a coherent sentence about what happened
you were walking to where your little date was going to take place, and a group of gang members cornered you in an alley and started punching you
thankfully, there was a cop nearby who heard your screams and scared away the assaulters
he will be furious, lifting you up and carrying you to the place where you were attacked
asks you to tell him the dudes that attacked you
if you remember correctly and show him who they were, he will start beating them up immediately. He won't care where you are
A cafe? A park? School?? He don't give a damn, he's launching on them like a rottweiler on a piece of meat
after you've successfuly ran away from the cops (if it was a public space) Mikey will take you to his room and start hugging you
He doesn't let go at all. He has his arms wrapped around you while you're laying on him, and groans if you try to move the slightest
very cautious onward. always making sure you're with him or with someone from Toman to protect you just in case
he knew that eventually, he had to face such occasion, but he's not going to let you go - he will make sure to do everything he can to protect you and instill fear in his enemies, so they don't ever touch you
finds the leader of the gang and beats them up heavily, making all the members watch, then he beats them up too
deffo asks you to sleep over for a couple of days so you can calm down and have fresh memories of him hugging you and just loving you
glares at everyone
i'd like to think nobody from Toman knows you're dating, because he is afraid that someone might be a traitor and try to do something to you
and he keeps you even more in secret, making sure you don't even look at any familiar gang faces of Mikey's, but he doesn't dare being sneaky behind your back. you have his heart, after all <3
The boy was hugging you under the dim lights of his room. It was already 8pm, and you were too tired to even bother going to your own home. The past events left both of you shaken, especially Mikey, who held you tight in his arms, as if you were about to slip away from his embrace.
He knew there will be more occasions like these, and that he had to protect you. Looking at your relaxed expression, his gaze softened, and his calloused hand gently stroked your cheek, then brushed your hair with his fingers.
-I promise to protect you with everything I've got, even if that means I have to sacrifice myself.-he muttered to himself, placing a peck on your forehead.
bonten!Mikey↷
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sitting on his chair in the gloomy office, lit only by a fucking hanging light that barely even illuminated anything, he was contemplating his life choices
his peaceful thought process was ceased by sanzu, who was carrying you in his arms bridal style, barging inside the office
"boss, someone attacked y/n. i managed to save them before it's too late."
mikey abruptly got out of the chair and rushed to you, pushing sanzu away and holding you close to him
asks you over and over again how you're feeling, his voice shaky and his eyes wide
he'd immediately place you on his lap on the chair and order the members to try and find them
you'd spend the rest of the evening snuggled on his lap, and he won't let you go
always, a l w a y s sends someone by your side when you go outside
he wants these bastards' blood to seep into the carpets, floors and even curtains of his office
he'd fucking torture them in his own office, savouring every single moment and even recording their screams to play on an mp3 or sth
most of the time, he'd coax you into spending the entire day with him and not go outside, especially when there aren't any Bonten members available to accompany you
he'd definitely try and teach you self defense, though
he'd also contemplate breaking up with you for the sake of your own health, because he KNOWS this will happen again in the future, and you might even end up dead
in the end he can't let go of you and decides to fight until the end
might take a whole week off just to stay in his apartment with you, eating the meals you prepare him and talking with you on the balcony
Chilly breeze sent shivers down your body. The night was young, the bustling streets of the city and the neon lights of the nearby clubs illuminated your faces with different colors. Mikey's gaze was fixated on you, or more precisely - your face. There were still quite a decent amount of scars and bruises on it, making his heart shatter.
You were snapped out of your thoughts when Mikey placed his hand on your lower back, the other one gently massaging your arm, pulling you in for a kiss. Without overthinking it, you returned the kiss, your arms gently placed on his shoulders.
-Nothing is ever going to separate us, my love. No matter how many of them attack, I will always be your shield.
Izana↷
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boy oh boy
izana is usually always with you, no matter where you go. he'd either glue himself to you or not see you all day
anyways on one particular evening while going to the convenience store, you were cornered and ganged on by a group of hoodlums who seemed to have not so good intentions with you
thankfully, you always told izana where you went, since danger lurks everywhere, especially because you're stuck with him
since you were not replying to his messages for too long, he wasted no second and rushed to the said store
you were hugging yourself as various other people were around you, trying to calm you down. he pushed them all away and started interrogating you (affectionately)
izana is posessive, and he will always keep you under his surveillance and won't let you go anywhere without him
if you manage to give him clear explanation who the dudes were, he'd visit their homes and beat them up with their parents one by one
takes you everywhere with him, including meetings with Tenjiku, fights, or simple hang outs
treats you like a royalty though - buys you new clothes, buys you food and etc.
a very good listener. can listen to you ramble about random stuff all day and does so, if it means it will make you feel better
treats your wounds himself, he has some decent knowledge in this aspect, at least
often takes you on rooftop dates
he basically forces you to live with him, but it's okay because he's spoiling you and you never lift a finger <3
writes songs about you and plays them on his guitar (he can't sing that well but he tries and you like it).
buys new fish for his tank and names them after both of you
Watching the fish in the tank, you were deep in thought as the two fishes Izana got for both of you move alongside each other, as if they're fallen deeply into the hazy clouds of love.
A sudden melody shot you awake from the daydream, whipping your head to see your boyfriend sitting on the couch playing his guitar, gesturing you to sit next to him. You do so and embark yourself into the melody he's performing, swaying your body left and right.
-I will never let this happen to you, again.-his voice echoed through the room as he strummed his final note.
bonten!Sanzu↷
being the fucking ass he is, he got "high" once again and accidentally got lost
actually, you lost him
you began searching every nook and alleyway, until a group of people recognized you and began ganging up on you
luckily, sanzu was near and heard your screams, and even in his drugged state, he launched himself at them and first beat them up, then blowed their brains out in front of you
you were covered in blood, and the fucker just whistled and began carrying you bridal style to your shared home
behind the walls of your own room he breaks down and starts searching your body for any bruises, cuts or wounds. Frantically asks you questions and holds you close to him
will not let you leave your shared home until he feels like it is safe
he's paranoid as hell and oftentimes expects someone to barge inside your home and hurt you again, so he's gonna patrol the home like a guard dog
always makes excuses to go with you in places. "Uh, I ah- I need a new shampoo!" "Oh, I just wanted to choose the tomatoes today!" and shit he usually would never do
Watches you in your sleep, deffo
when he prepares for work, he always leaves a small note with "take care" written on it
asks mikey to let him clock out sooner until his paranoia fades away
takes you on night rides, but the fucker has a terrible driving tactic and always makes stupid mistakes (not serious but enough to make your stomach drop)
Parking his car in a random empty parking lot, Sanzu caressed your thigh gently, fiddling with the hem of your shorts, drawing circles on your thighs, or even slightly tickling you.
Sanzu looked into your eyes like you were a renaissance painting, completely mesmerized by how perfectly the car lights illuminated your features and how immaculately your hair fell in front of your face, so much so he wasn't capable of resisting the urge to kiss and touch you on the spot.
-I will never let anyone tarnish my angel again.-Sanzu's voice was low and sensual, as his hands traversed your neck and collarbone.
South↷
you had a fight with him and stormed off your shared apartment, tears urging to escape your eyes
you knew it was risky, but fights with south are always ugly and tormenting, so you decided i'd be best for you to calm yourself down before facing him again
you visited your favourite spot where you frist met him, but unbeknowst to you - there was a surprise waiting there
south couldn't sit straight, especially after letting you go out alone in this late hour
he knew you always visited this particular place when you were upset, and thank god he arrived there on time
the last thing you remembered is him throwing the dudes into a tree and swinging them around like they were some potato sacks
you woke up in your shared apartment yet again, with south's back facing you
the hospital was far away, and he tried to take care of you alone
thankfully you weren't hurt too bad
from that day on, south kept his mouth shut more often, not daring to say anything that might upset you even the slightest and cause you to storm off the apartment alone yet again
he seemed more affectionate than usual, always carrying you around the house like royalty and insisting on doing all the chores instead
makes you bubble baths and does your hair care/body care routine for you
sings for you (it's canon he's the no 1 best singer), especially your favorite songs while he dances with you around the apartment
submerges you in gifts as an apology for causing you to get beaten up
he's feels extremely guilty, but he's not good with words, so you're stuck with him gift-giving you
Laying under the huge pile of toys South had bought for you to cuddle when he isn't around, inhaling the scent of one of his T-shirts that you were wearing - the anticipation of your lover to come back home and hold you was growing stronger and stronger.
The sun rays illuminating the room and hitting your body overwhelmed you, and you felt yourself slowly drifting into slumber, cuddling a pink bear that held a heart with South's name sewn onto it.
-Where darkness first beckoned me.-South's voice was deep and gentle, singing the lyrics of one of your favorite songs while gently brushing your hair.
the song he sang is ''into the void'' by twin tribes, chosen because it is one of my favorites
©chao-thicc-hcs; reblogs are deeply appreciated.
#tokyo rev#tokyo revengers#tokyo rev headcanons#tokyo revengers x you#tokyo revengers x reader#tokyo revengers headcanons#tokyo revengers angst#tokyo rev angst#mikey#sano manjiro#manjiro sano#sanzu haruchiyo#haruchiyo sanzu#izana kurokawa#kurokawa izana#south terano
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𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐇.
ken “draken” ryuguji x fem!reader. 7.4k wc. 7/10/23.
you and draken have been broken up for four months, thirteen days and counting. yet, he still finds himself yearning for your comfort and one day he shows up on your door step with bruises and you know it’s selfish but you can’t stop yourself from giving in.
⟡ exes to lovers / second chance romance. mentions of blood, gang, fighting, etc. angst / comfort && fluff. !! proofread to the best of my abilities lol. SUGGESTIVE. (mentions of dick, draken is naked, y/n has a wet dream of draken (very vivid but short), etc.) AGED UP!!!!
draken knows he shouldn’t be here. or it’s more like he knows he doesn’t deserve to be here. he doesn’t deserve to show up on your doorstep that used to be his too. and he especially doesn’t deserve to be at your front porch practically begging for you to let him in after he broke your heart and shattered it to pieces.
he knows it’s selfish. and he knows you’ll scold him when you see him. but he doesn’t care. because he’s hunched over, bleeding for fucks sake, and he doesn’t have time to be caring whether or not you’ll be happy or not to see him.
he pounds on the door one more time, holding himself with one hand, the other hand on the door, trying to hold himself up.
“shit.” he mutters under his breath, coughs soon following after.
he sees a small tiny figure in the reflection of the peek hole, but he’s not so sure. everything is slowly becoming a blur for him, and he’s scared that he’s going to pass out in front of your doorstep and this will be your surprise when you wake up in the morning to go to work.
which wouldn’t be pleasant he thinks and holds in there, waiting for you to magically come out, but he counts to sixty, and you’re nowhere to be seen.
he’s about to turn around when he hears the sound of the heavy wooden door creaking. it’s old, and you were stubborn about replacing it when draken lived in this house with you. it almost seemed like that was centuries ago, but no, it was merely four months ago.
“draken? what are you doing here?” you rub your eyes to make sure you’re not seeing things.
“hi.” is all that manages to come out of his mouth before another “fuck,” follows, trying his best not to collapse onto the ground from the pain he’s enduring right now.
he sees you hesitate in your position, silently deciding between helping him up or leaving him on your doorstep. the wind blows your hair and draken thinks that you never look more beautiful than you do right now, and he’s upset. upset at himself for letting the doubts get to him. but then again, he’s on your doorstep and you’re right before him so what does he have to regret?
“here.” you launch yourself forward to him, silently cursing yourself to being so reluctant towards him after how shattered you were by him.
you frown at the sight of him so heavily wounded. you put his arm around your head and hold onto his arm, trying to drag him inside the house that once safely housed the both of you.
“here.” you hand him a glass of water, and honestly that’s all you’ve managed to say in the span of seeing draken after no contact for almost four months and two weeks. and it hurts, so “here” is all you can say before you start to break.
draken sees the way that you open your mouth to say something before closing it. he takes a sip of water trying to distract himself from the silence enveloping the room.
you swallow before accidentally saying something that you’ll regret.
one minute he was on your doorstep grunting in pain, the next he is on your couch still wounded drinking water. you should really tend those wounds. “are you sure we don’t have to take you to the hospital?” you get up from your seat on the couch and head to get the first aid kit that you got when you were dating draken and still haven’t brought yourself to throw it out. he shakes his head, his eyes wandering around your house taking its own tour.
draken is still a remainder of your life. and he notices this. he notices how you haven’t taken down the pictures of you guys together, and he notices that you still have the bracelet he gave you on the coffee table, he notices the potted plant you guys bought together to try and decorate the house that you guys had called “too empty” despite having each others company to reach out for. he notices that you haven’t really thrown anything out. he notices that you’ve been in a slump.
from the over-filling garbage in your trash can to the dirty dishes in the sink to the clothes placed randomly on the floor and random seats, to the random misplaced items in misplaced areas. you notice draken looking around, in panic as you turn away trying not to look at him, walking over to him with the first aid kit. “i haven’t had time to throw it out. i’ve been busy with work and stuff. i’m working on it.” you laugh nervously, feeling annoyed that you have to explain yourself and that draken has barely said a word except for the cuss that he muttered at your door step.
“where’s the wound?” you ask him, clear that he isn’t willing to make conversation.
and to your surprise he actually responds. and not with a fake response, but with a real one. one that comes from his mouth. one where he actually uses his voice to show it.
“here.” and to your shock, he lifts up his shirt and uses his mouth to hold onto the shirt to show you the deep diagonal cut on the side of his hip that leads almost into his stomach.
you couldn’t believe you were doing work at home. the one place you were away from everything hospital related. it was 2 AM for fucks sake and you had just got off of work an hour and a half ago. you want to tell him that you haven’t thrown out the pictures of you and draken because you’ve been occupied with other stuff, but you don’t. you don’t bother to give him explanations because it’s very simple: he doesn’t deserve any. not after what he put you through. it just wouldn’t sit well with you.
he left you there and it made you feel useless and helpless. like you couldn’t do anything. it was like this for two weeks before you pulled yourself together. and you wish that he saw it happen because it was one of the hardest things to bring yourself to do.
draken doesn’t know this. he doesn’t want to know. because if he understands the circumstances he’s put you in he’ll feel bad. he’ll feel bad for intruding the one home you have left after he had abandoned you.
he wants to say sorry to you, beg for your forgiveness but the amount of pain he’s in right now is taking over his brain and he can’t seem to form the words out of his mouth.
you dab onto the wound with cotton balls, but the blood just keeps coming out like a water fountain. you start to grow anxious, and out of habit you bite your lip, “the bleeding isn’t stopping.” you take your hands off of him and he turns to look at you and you’re met with his gorgeous dark brown orbs, and you can see the spark that was no longer in him coming back just from eyeshades eye contact between you guys.
he doesn’t say anything, and you guys stay like that for a little longer. is what you guessed you both decide silently in your guys’ heads.
you suddenly blurt out of awkwardness and the weird tension filling up the room, nearly suffocating you. “i think you should wash up.” you get up as you throw away the dirtied cotton balls.
“okay.” he attempts to get up, but he suddenly feels a sharp pain in the side of his hip and falls back onto the couch in defeat.
you watch as he holds the side of his hip, feeling a little sorry for him even though he ended things off horribly. “here. i’ll help you.” you give him a shoulder to lean on and he gives you the gentle genuine smile that you miss so much and would do anything just to see it again.
you walk him to the bathroom, his limping slows the both of you down and you take a longer trip to the bathroom than you normally have to.
you use the toilet cover as a chair so he can rest his injury. you stand there putting away the first aid kit that you had previously left on the counter rushing to draken’s savior not even bothering to clean it up despite the current state of your house. you watch as he struggles to take off his shirt with the bruises that are left on his arm. “…do you need help?” your voice cracks asking because it sounded like a weird question.
you guys are acting so domestically and it makes you think that there could be a possibility of you guys getting back together again. but that would not happen, you wouldn’t let it. or at least that’s what you think right now.
he nods. you come closer to him and you slip the white shirt that was now painted in the color of roses. you hear him whimper at how aggressively you had managed to get it off.
“sorry.” you find yourself apologizing and it’s absolutely pathetic.
“it’s ‘kay.” he mumbles, and he has become a man of few words, exactly like the time when you guys had first met and you can feel your heart aching.
he sits on the toilet cover, looking at you practically asking you with his eyes what he’s supposed to do next now that he’s shirtless covered in bruises and cuts in front of you.
draken debates asking the question he’s about to ask and he decides on asking it because what’s the worse that could possibly happen? you abandon him on your front porch? (it was a highly likely event but it’s 2:27 a.m. and he’s hoping you’re a little softer than usual).
“..do you think you could help me, like wash up?” his head is down, staring at the ground looking for any ants that could distract him from the hot sensation he was feeling on his face.
you think for a second, and you really think of the domesticity of this scenario. draken, your ex boyfriend in your bath naked and you tending his wounds. this was ridiculous and an awful situation to be put in. but he’s in pain, and you know he can’t do it himself. and the faster that you guys are done, the faster he can leave and the faster you can go back to your deep slumber.
“okay. but once we’re done you’re leaving. i’m tired, okay?” you notice the way that his shoulders rise and the way his face lights up from hearing that four letter word coming out of your mouth. you’re pretty sure he didn’t even hear the rest of what you said.
“okay.” he says, slowing getting up from the toilet and trying to situate himself into the bathtub that you once shared. and you cringe from the memory being brought up again.
“you need to take off your pants.” you tell him, and your face suddenly feels hot when you realize how perverted you sounded right now. “..i meant like so they don’t get wet.” you say calmly not letting him see your facade break down. even if it’s a small panic at something embarrassing you just said.
“right.” he hastily pulls off his pants and you notice this. you notice how he’s rushing. “do i have to..?” he gestures as his boxers. and you want to say yes for selfish reasons but this was serious and you had to treat this as if draken was your patient because he’s not your boyfriend anymore (his loss), he’s just a stranger that you use to know.
“keep them on.” you say, but it comes out more as a demand, “unless you don’t want to. either way i have an extra pair.” and you notice the way that draken blinks a couple of times, confused by what you were trying to imply. you don’t try to clear it up because you decide that you enjoy watching draken sit there and wander at the million possibilities you could be aiming at when you say that you have an “extra pair of boxers.”
“i’m just going to keep them on. i don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” you re-count in your head, draken’s 14 worded sentence. that’s the longest he’s spoke in the twenty minutes he’s been in your home. and it was about him taking off his boxers.
“it’s okay.” you find that’s the only thing you can respond with. you want to say, “it’s not like i haven’t seen it before,” but you don’t.
it doesn’t matter either way because when it gets wet you’ll see it anyway, so you don’t understand why he’s being so persistent. they’ll stick to his thighs and he’ll have a hard time taking them off when he’s done.
“you can’t change your mind.” you tell him because you don’t want to deal with getting up during your clean up and messing it up. but that explanation is just a cover up for your embarrassment, silently hoping he doesn’t actually take off his boxers.
“okay, i’ll take them off then. are you sure i can?” he asks scared he’s going to make you uncomfortable considering the title of your guys’ relationship. (there was no title.)
“yes, i’ve seen it before. what’s there to hide? are you shy or something?” you scoff and you can the tint of pink creeping onto the tips of his ears.
“hurry up. you’re losing a lot of blood.” you respond fast, trying to distract yourself from how cute he looked right now. you try to put your nurse mode on because you couldn’t let him win.
you stand there, waiting for him to take off his boxers. you can see the shade of crimson darkening on his face.
he tosses his boxers onto the ground next to you, trying to aim his body away from you because of his dick, trying to make you comfortable because you guys haven’t mentioned the break up yet and he doesn’t really want you to mention it now. and now, he has a feeling that you will because of the annoying and weird situation he put you in.
“okay.” you mentally face palm yourself for being so curious to want to see his dick again. it’s only been four months of no sexual activity and you’re already drooling over a guy taking off his boxers so you can bathe him and then tend his wound.
you turn the faucet on the bathtub so you can wash off the blood on the wound because an infection on that deep of a wound cause even more problems for you in the future.
draken was troublesome, is what you’ve decided. ever getting involved with him was one of your biggest regrets. yet you have to admit, he’s one of the sweetest—no, he is the sweetest man you’ve ever met. despite ending the breakup abruptly and making you leading up to the conclusion that he cheated on you, he’s the only man that has ever made you feel important through and through.
(ugh, why are we talking good about him now? he broke your heart. cmon y/n, you’re better than this!)
you walk towards the sink to wash your hands with soap before walking back to draken to rub the blood off of his body and into the drain.
you repeat this process for what feels like hours, both you and draken not saying a word to each other the whole time.
you walk up to the cabinets to grab a new towel for draken to use to wipe his body off.
“here. wipe your body. i’m going to get the extra clothes for you.” you hurry back to your bedroom that was once shared with draken. and the memories come flooding back once again, and you hate yourself for remembering them so well.
you find yourself reminiscing and you force yourself to snap out of the trance that only draken can put you in. you sigh as you grab yourself the extra pair of boxers and a t-shirt and gray sweatpants. all of which had belonged to draken and you still haven’t brought yourself to throw away.
“hey.” you feel a soft voice whisper down your ear, shivers sent down your spine from how fucking sexy he was being right now. you couldn’t even enjoy it.
“didn’t i tell you to stay put?” your tone slightly changed and he notices the way your voice moderately rises.
“you didn’t. and it was getting cold so i came to find you.” you turn around to meet his figure, he looked so comfy wrapped up in that towel.
“next time, just stay put. i don’t want you getting even more hurt.” you notice draken smiling at you. he’s smiling for two things. the fact that you said “next time” and the concern that was in your voice when you were talking about him getting hurt.
“here.” you shove the clothes in his face, not being able to bear the awkward silence. you see him just standing there with his clothes now on the ground.
“it hurts to bend down. can you help me?” for a second, you swear you can hear the desperation in his voice. but maybe you were wrong, because just like that his expression was back to normal. stoic and stubborn.
you gulp nervously before bending down to the ground to pick up “his” clothes. you watch as he slowly takes off his towel and you try not to look at his dick to avoid the image of you seeming perverted towards draken.
you hurry up and slip them on to get rid of the uncomfortable sight. you point at the bed, “lay down.” you demand so it’s easier to slip on his pants. “thank you.”
“sit up.” you tell him again, “sit here. do not go anywhere this time.” you run off to fetch the first aid kit so you could put antibiotics onto the now dry cut.
draken nods his head like an obedient puppy. he’s lucky he’s still here, is what he tells himself. it’s not a lot, but he’s getting something and he’s happy about it. getting taken care of is what draken calls his favorite form of someone showing him love.
his eyes scan the room to look for something he’s seen before to hold that sense of familiarity he once had when he lived in this house with you. he sees the picture frame that use to have a picture of you and draken facing down onto the table. he takes a whiff of the scent of the room, and it smells like you. it smells like the home he once knew.
he realizes that the boxers he’s wearing are his. his from when he use to live here. you kept one. and the sweatpants too. they’re all his. his that you selfishly kept. and he hadn’t even realized that these were missing when you had left the box of his things outside on the front porch because you didn’t want to face him.
he’s snapped out of his thoughts when he sees you coming back with the first aid kit. “hey.” you say taking a seat next to him on your bed.
“stay still, okay?” he nods again, and you put a little bit of the medication on a cotton pad and lightly dab at the wound. you can hear him wince in pain, “hold still. it’ll only take a while. just hold in there.” you tell him, repeating the procedure a couple of more times until you get the whole cut covered.
“i’m going to bandage it now, okay?” you take the roll of bandage out to wrap around his waist trying to cover up the cut.
“thank you.” draken finally says because in a couple of minutes he’s going to have to leave. and he’s feeling defeated. because he can’t leave. he doesn’t want to leave. he wants to stay here forever but he can’t. and it’s hurting him almost as much as the wound that he just got.
“yeah.” you say as you take one more look at his body, instantly regretting it. god his abs still look so good even when there’s cuts and bruises all over his body. “go to the doctor tomorrow. tell them to tend the wound.” you tell him, but he says nothing. “put this shirt on. it’s cold outside.” you hand the black t-shirt to him and to which he obliges, slipping it over his head.
“okay.” he decides that his final word will be okay, and he curses himself for it because it’s long out of his mouth and into the air and he can’t take it back anymore.
“okay.” you say back, dumbfounded of what’s going to happen next. “…do you want me to walk you out?” you say confused at what he wants.
“i’d like that.” he says, and you can hear the way his tone changes.
you both walk towards the door in silence and you both know this will be the last time you guys see each other in a long time. he wants to do something rational but he knows that he’ll regret it. he knows he’ll regret it even if he doesn’t do anything.
but he decides on the latter. you open the door, and draken is outside of the place he called home for the hour he was in there. he stands outside and you stand inside your house. you guys stand like that for a while before you decide to say, “bye.” you say softly, trying your best to give him a smile. and you try so hard not to break.
“bye.” he puts his hands in the pockets of the sweatpants as you watch his figure slowly walk away from you and the door shuts.
what the fuck just happened?
“y/n?” you hear a husky voice call your name from your bed.
“draken? is that you? why are you here? what happened to your wound?” you panic to which he lifts up his shirt and he quickly slips it off.
“it’s all better thanks to you.” he comes from behind and hugs your waist snuggling into your shoulder.
“cmon let’s go to bed.” he says as he slides his hands from your waist to your hand to drag you towards your bed.
you see him standing in front of you, his shirt is now off and everything feels like a dream. “kiss it.” he holds your hand, kissing each one of your fingers before kissing your palm.
he lets go of your hand and puts it on his abdomen. “feel it.” you hear him say as you let your hand roam and really feel his abs.
“kiss it.” you’re hesitant and draken noticed this. “please.” the desperation in his voice makes you groan and draken smirks upon hearing how turned on you are from him.
so you give in, and lightly tap your lips against his firm and sculpted abs. you move it towards the healed spot and brush your lips carefully on the area. you hear him moan and you can feel your face getting hot. he just looks at you with a smug expression on his face. “y/n.” he says as he moves your head so that you guys are making eye contact with each other.
“i need you. i want to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.” his tone is aggressive and you can hear the desperation in his voice and you suddenly have the urge to moan again.
he lifts you up from your position and sits you up so that your head is against the headboard and your eyes meet.
he grinds his hard cock against your pussy, “you like that?” he says as he grunts into your ear. “take off your pants.” he demands and you obey.
“don’t keep me waiting baby.” he says as he takes his bulging cock out of his pants. “look at how wet you make me.” he smirks as you as he brings your hand to feel—
“what the fuck.” you jolt awake and check the time: 6:12 am. you overslept by twelve minutes because you were so indulged in a wet dream you just had of a man you had spent the night with. your ex boyfriend ken draken ryuguji.
you could feel the way your cheeks were getting hotter and the embarrassment you were feeling was incomparable to any other time you’ve felt embarrassed.
“oh, fuck, fuck, fuck.” you hurry up and grab your pants from the floor and slip them on, along with the rest of your clothes in a hurry to get to work to distract yourself in the mess you just yourself through.
for the rest of the day, your head is filled with thoughts of the man you had spent your night with. your ex boyfriend ken draken ryuguji.
he was like a bird that had placed a nest on your balcony because they thought it was a tree but it in fact is your porch so it stays there and nests it’s eggs.
it was a weird analogy, but it worked.
you couldn’t seem to concentrate. and the only time you were concentrating is when you were thinking of none other than ken draken ryuguji.
even your co-workers were starting to get nervous when you finished your lunch in ten minutes and went back to work when you would usually laze around until the lunch break was over.
you groaned as you collapsed onto your couch, taking a glimpse of the time: 8:45 p.m. you had to enjoy the rest of the evening by going to sleep, right now. or else you were going to regret it.
you ended up cleaning the whole house and washing draken’s clothes so that you could return them sometime, and this place was finally spotless and you were so relieved. you let out a heavy sigh as you feel yourself drifting off into your daydream.
all of a sudden you hear someone knocking on the door and you force yourself awake. you trudge yourself towards the door.
you look through the hole and you almost have a panic attack upon seeing who’s standing nervously, hands in his pocket on your doorstep.
why was he here? again? what did he need? he wasn’t injured, so why was he here? what gain does he have by being here?
he opens his mouth to speak first, and you’re somewhat grateful because you’ve run out of words to use.
“i need to get my clothes. and i need you to replace my bandage.” draken mumbles the last part because he knows you told him to go to a doctor to replace the bandage. but he only knows you—that’s a lie, the truth is, he only wants to know you. you’re the only thing that matters to him.
you really didn’t understand. you waver but give in nonetheless. you inspect him to see if any new cuts or bruises have formed on his body. and to your surprise, he looks perfectly healthy. (despite the huge bandaged cut on his hip.)
you sigh, hands on your hips trying to decide your fate after this morning’s catastrophe. “this is the last time you’re coming here. my home is not a second home for you.” draken frowns when he hears the words come out of your mouth, but he knows they can’t be helped. and you notice the way his shoulders slump down, but you don’t say anything. because nothing needs to be said.
“your clothes aren’t finished so you’re going to have to stay here for a little bit after i re-bandage you.” you invite him in to sit down on the couch, but instead he’s dumbfounded at entrance and barely makes it past the entryway. you bump into him, realizing that he hasn’t moved from his spot.
he looks at your house again, blinking hard a couple of times to make sure he’s not seeing things. you tidied up. everything in this house was spotless and he’s surprised on how quickly the stump lasted. (he doesn’t know how long your house was like that and how long you decided it was okay. but he decides on the day he was here and today because he doesn’t want to know how bad of an effect everything had on you.)
“um?” you wait for draken to sit down so you can get started and you don’t have to interact with him any longer. “please go sit.” you tell him one more time, this time your tone is more demanding and he listens. you snort, the total opposite of my dream, you think.
you realize that he took off the bandage by himself and he came here without it, you eye it and look back at him, “sorry. i just took a shower so i didn’t think i should just re-bandage myself. and i can’t get my torso right when i do it by myself.” he says, waiting for you to respond.
you nod your head, as you take out the bandages and memories of last nights events coming rushing in your head. (both him showing up at your doorstep and asking to be cared for and two the wet dream you had about him.)
"you've got to be more careful." you finally say, breaking out of character. you don't know how many more visits of draken's you could take before you break and beg for him to take you back.
"i know," he looks at you and you give him a look that says i-don't-believe-you (he remembers it vividly from when you guys were together and whenever he had told you he wasn't going to buy you anything expensive anymore because of your constant nagging, "seriously." he deadpans this time, "i will." he tells you and that pretty much wraps up your guys' conversation.
okay, keeping it sweet and simple. you could deal with that.
"all done." you whisper softly as you press onto the bandage to keep it secure. "i hope you don't mind waiting for a little bit. the washing machine is kind of slow." you laugh softly and draken knows this.
he lived with you for fucks sake, he knows the washing machine is slow. and now he knows that you still haven't replaced it. "i know" he wants to say, but he doesn't.
"what?"
fuck, did he say that out loud? he swallows nervously before repeating the sentence again, "i said i know."
"oh." that earns silence. because what more is there to say to the man that left you all alone wondering what you did wrong? the man you let back in so easily. its ridiculous and pathetic. you know it’s ridiculous and pathetic, seriously where’s your self respect?
"do you want tea? anything?" you get up, attempting to break the silence. you glance over at the time left on the drying machine. 12 minutes. you just had to endure this for 12 more minutes. i know it seems short, but being in forced proximity with the person you're supposed to hate the most wasn't necessarily ideal. and everything felt way longer than it actually is.
"sure. tea is fine." you watch as he closes his eyes and rests his head onto the cushion.
you prepare him some tea, silently cursing yourself for letting him into your home again. you're letting him win and you hate it so much.
"here you go." you say as you hand over the cup of tea to draken, the steam rising into the air. and he takes a sip. and you mentally face palm yourself for his stupidity.
"fuck." he says as his tongue burns from how hot it is.
"here," you take it back from him blowing off the steam on top and taking a sip to test it out and hand him the cup back. it slowly comes into realization that you guys just took a sip from the same cup. and you showed a gesture that you used to give him when you guys were still dating. you wanted to ask the question so badly, what the fuck was happening? you don't question it any further because you see one minute remaining on the dryer. you hear a loud ding that brings you back to reality.
"looks like its done. i can walk you out." you say wanting draken to get out of your house so you can sleep. you take a sneak peek at the time and it's now 9:02. and you groan, aloud. and draken hears you.
"what's the matter?" draken says walking in your direction, his tall figure towering over you.
you shake your head, not wanting to give him any explanations. because again, he doesn't deserve any explanations. but you give in. again. because draken is irresistible. and he's everything you ever had. he's everything you ever wanted. and he's everything you still want. it's hard to deny something like that when the opportunity is right in front of you. "it's just, it's really late and i wanted to get some sleep tonight."
"sit." he asks you, but it comes off as more of a demand.
draken notices the puzzled confusion that arises on your face. you obey anyway because both of you guys are aware of the position you are in and as much as you want to say no, you can't bring yourself to. you're tired, and you don't know if you can keep your facade up any longer.
"lay your head onto the back of the couch." you look back at him, and he gestures for you to listen to him. and you do.
"draken, i can't deal with your bullshit right now. can you just get on with it and leave? please?" he winces, and he hates the way "draken" comes out of your mouth. it comes out bitter, and foreign. and he hates that. he hates that you don't even call him "ken" anymore. but again, it wouldn't make any sense since you guys aren't even together anymore.
"just relax. just for five minutes. then i'll go." he silently makes a promise to himself that he'll leave once the five minutes are over. he knows he's over intruded his stay. you've done so much for him and he knows that its time to go.
draken starts by gently rubbing your temples, "close your eyes. relax." he says and you relax your shoulders which earns a grin from draken. he moves from your head to your shoulders and he messages your shoulders, easing all of the tension you were holding up. "good, you're so relaxed now." he praises you, proud that you're finally loosening up. you grunt in response to him because now you're angry again. you let him win and see the nice side of you. and you almost have the urge to moan at the way he's praising you so nicely. you feel weak under his touch and it's making you grow more and more angry.
you can hear the way the clock ticks every second of the night and when the sound starts to irritate you, "..i think its time to leave." you say, breaking out of the trance he has you under. he nods, removing his hands off of you and picks up the once forgotten white t-shirt that you had nicely washed for him.
"y/n." he gets serious and you hear the way his tone changes indicating solemnity. "i'll leave for real after this, can i just do one more thing?" he asks you, and now you guys are both standing outside of your house on the front porch. "back up if you don't want this, okay?" you have a hunch of what he's doing, but you don't question it because you want this. you want a sense of liberation. and to get lost in his eyes for a moment. even if it means you'll never see him ever again.
you can see his body leaning closer to yours, his eyes roaming around your face before they find your lips and are concentrated on them for what feels like hours but its only been a mere second before he uses his hand to gently hold onto your chin and lift your head up. "it's not too late to back out." he whispers, it's hot, every second of this moment you're not supposed to have him feels scandalous. you don't say anything for the next couple of seconds so draken leans in, and your lips meet and the sweet sensation runs through your mouth all the way down to your stomach and you can feel his other hand moving down to hold your waist, and the addicting taste of his lips that you can't seem to get enough of. it's been so long since you've let yourself let loose, you think. you lean into the kiss and let out a moan which surprises draken, but he goes with it and he grips onto your hips as you continue to press harder and harder into the kiss, practically begging for more. but you snap back to reality because this isn't who you are, and you're letting your guard down too soon.
"fuck." you both let go and the sound of your guys' heavy breathing is the only thing that is heard in the quiet night. "sorry. you can still hit me if you want." he offers his cheek to you, but you shake your head. "it's okay," you pause before deciding whether or not you should be honest with him on your guys' last meet up.
"...i enjoyed it." you turn away shyly, "now go home, and forget this happened okay?" you say as he gives you a forced soft smile and you shut the door on him.
you collapse on the ground with tears streaming down your face, using your shirt to wipe the wet mess on your face.
"fuck."
weeks go by, almost months it feels like. but in reality, it's only been two weeks since draken has even tried showing up at your door after showing up two days in a row. as you're washing the dirty dishes in the sink, you think about him showing up at your door wounded.
and it makes you think that maybe he only showed up because he didn't want to go to another doctor because he didn't feel comfortable being around them. after all, you were toman’s doctor until you guys broke up because it got awkward to see the rest of the gang when he was there. it seemed somewhat reasonable to why he hasn't visited.
you don't even know why you care. he said he wasn't going to show up anymore, and you should believe him, right? he's probably right. it's better if you guys don't talk. he broke your heart. and you didn't ask any questions. and you didn't get any answers. and you still haven't. so why do you want his touch so badly?
the night of the kiss slowly replay in your head, and you can’t stop yourself from feeling this hot sensation, that makes you want more.
you shake your head to snap yourself out of it. having fantasies of your ex at night wasn’t a good look for you.
you trudge yourself over to go lay on the couch and play something on the tv to entertain yourself.
your eyes start closing on you and by the time you knew it, you were already drifting off in a relaxing slumber.
and you swear, this time you hear a hard knock on your door, and you force yourself to get up and wipe the drool that’s formed on your face.
you frown, taking a second before looking at the peek hole. for the past two weeks, you keep getting eager whenever you hear someone knock or ring on your doorbell because it gives you hope that it might be draken.
but almost five out of five times it’s not him. and you hate the way your shoulders droop down, and the forced gentle smile you try to give the carrier.
you take a deep breath in and decide it’s better that you don’t look at the peek hole, for suspense and because this time your hopes can’t be crushed before you even open the door. (that’s your logic at least. and honestly you can’t believe the way that you didn’t even take safety precautions.)
you open the door and you see a six foot one figure on your front porch.
“draken?” you finally say, and you realize you’ve been holding your breath this whole time.
“yeah. hi.” he says as he unhides his hand and reveals a bouquet of your favorite flowers.
“wow.” is all that you are able to manage to get out. “why are you here?” your instantly snapped back to reality.
“look y/n, i know i might be too late,“ draken stops trying to find the right words, and you find them for him.
“you are. i didn’t even know why you broke up with me and it hurt,” you can feel the tears forming in your eyes. “i thought i wasn’t good enough for you. or i thought you found someone better for you.” you can feel his hand on your face, gently wiping the tears off your face.
“there is no one better for me. i’m sorry y/n. i had to protect you.” he engulfs you into a hug and now you can’t stop the tears from coming down like waterfall on his shoulder. and you hate yourself for hugging him back.
“i know it’s not excuse but there was a gang that was against toman and decided that the best way to have us join them was to blackmail us. they started tracking down our loved ones and i didn’t want the gang to get in touch with you. they were blackmailing toman and i didn’t want you getting involved. in any of my schemes, so i decided to end it. i thought that if i ended it harshly then maybe you wouldn’t want me back so bad. i just wanted to protect you. i didn’t want you getting hurt because of my poor decisions. ”
“i’m really sorry y/n. i can’t forget about you. i, i try everyday. but i really can’t. you haunt every part of me, and everyday you’re not here i feel like i can’t breathe, i feel cold and empty.” this confession surprises you, and you finally look up at draken.
and your lips crash, and the hot sensation that you once felt comes rushing back. “an explanation was all that i wanted.” you start, “i just wanted to understand why you broke up with me.” and you stop trying to find the words. “i want to say no, because i don’t want to get hurt again. but i can’t. after our kiss the other night my thoughts are filled with you and i can’t even do my job properly.” you laugh as the tears continue to stream down your face, and he wipes them for you with his finger.
“it’s your choice.” he takes a deep breath, “if you don’t want to take me back its okay. but just know if you ever need me or decide you want me again, i’ll be here waiting for you.” he tells you, and your tears stop and you guys both look at each for what feels like decades.
“okay.” you tell him, wiping off your final tears. “let’s try again.” you finally say, and you notice the way draken’s lips lift and how he can’t stop smiling at hearing that and he can feel the way his cheeks are starting to numb up. “but please tell me about the stuff that happens. and if you break my heart again there will be no third chance.” you laugh.
“i know, i will. and i know that too. i promise to never hide anything, because you’re the only girl i’ll ever love. i love you y/n.” you grab him by his collar and you pull him in for an intense, slow and passionate kiss. your stomach is turned into butterflies and your head turned off, the feeling of euphoria and bliss fills up your brain.
“i love you too.” you say, and you smile at him and he smiles at you, and this feeling is so euphoric.
“i’m sorry.” he says again, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. “i shouldn’t have been such an asshole. ’m sorry.”
“you don’t have to keep apologizing.”
“yes i do. what if you weren’t so forgiving? i don’t deserve you.”
“but i am. and there’s nothing you can do about it, accept my love already god damn it.” you notice the way he lifts his head from the crook of your neck and looks at you. you bring a hand to his face to caress his cheek.
“i love you so much. there’s nothing in this world that can be used to describe how much you mean to me.” he tells you and this confession makes you feel hot.
“i love you too silly, now can we go back inside? it’s getting cold.” draken nods, and it feels like two worlds that were apart are together again, and you feel like you can do anything.
“i love you.” he says again because he can’t stop himself from saying it. he’s so fortunate and he knows this.
“ken.” you guys sit on the couch together and you bring his face to look at yours. he feels his heart warming up hearing the familiar nickname come out of your mouth again. “i love you too, okay?” you give him a peck on the lips and the rest of that night is a blur because it’s filled with laughter and joy.
you start to realize you’ll never ever love someone the way you love ken draken ryuguji.
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