tags: no pronouns used but reader is called a girl/woman, established relationship, teasing, swear words, implied suggestive content?, based on a tiktok prank
“hey ran i have a question? just don’t think too hard about it,” you said out of nowhere to the man lying next to you in bed at this late hour. you were bored so you felt like messing with him a little.
said man just hummed at you, signaling that you have his attention but not taking his eyes away from his phone screen where he was texting one of his co-workers.
you turned your head to him so you could observe his reactions. “imagine you walk past a field of strawberries. you’re really hungry so you wanna get some but there’s a fence surrounding the field. how big is the fence?”
confused by the weird context-less question you see him stop typing mid-sentence. it seems you have his full attention now as his head turns towards you as well. all you receive as an answer is a “what?”
“don’t question it. just answer, how big is the fence?”
still looking at you with a suspicious look he thought for a second before replying, “I don’t know, probably one of those small white fences that you can just step right over if you’re not as short as mikey,” he let out a small laugh at his own answer.
you, however, didn’t laugh but squint your eyes at him. “okay…how many strawberries do you eat?” you word out your next question.
he stared at the ceiling in thought before answering “if i’m really hungry maybe like 10.”
you let out a short gasp, “ten? really?”
he turned his head back towards you with a confused look. “yeah? I mean if i’m already stealing those strawberries might as well take enough to get my fill.”
you mouth opened in shock for a second before you continued. “the farmer comes by and asks ‘what are you doing eating my strawberries?’ what’s your response?” you stare at his face intently for his reaction.
“I’d probably say something like 'oops sorry they just looked really good’ i guess,” he said without much thought.
you furrowed your eyebrows again but moved on without any comment. “okay you’re walking away, how do you feel about the experience? do you feel guilty?”
now it was his turn to raise an eyebrow at you. “I’ve done worse than steal some fruit. I don’t think I’ll care,” he tells you as if you didn’t just ask a criminal if a minor theft would plague his mind in any way.
irritated by his casual response you voiced out your last question. “well rate the strawberries from 1 to 10,” staring at his face while he just looked at the ceiling again.
ran closed his eyes for a second pretending to taste the fictional strawberries on his tongue. he hummed for a second. “they were delicious. 10 out of 10,” he settled with a satisfied expression.
scoffing you finally turned away and looked at the ceiling, crossing your arms over your chest. “wow I didn’t know i was dating an unloyal whore.”
shocked at your sudden change of attitude your boyfriend turned to you, this time using his right arm as support to look down at your face. “what the hell?” he said obviously confused.
“that was a test of infidelity. you definitely didn’t pass,” you said not looking into his eyes.
“what? how does that even make sense?” ran’s confusion doesn’t seem to end.
you frowned at him finally meeting his eyes. “it’s psychology. the fence represents the boundaries and your willingness to cheat in a relationship,” you squinted your eyes at him, “you said you’d walk right through that shit and it was small!”
he stared at you in disbelief and speechless.
“the strawberries represent the women. TEN women. TEN!” you continued accusingly, “and the farmer? I’M THE FARMER!” you glared at him, “and you told me there was nothing holding you back to satiate yourself!”
ran had to hold back a laugh at how riled up you got in your speech but let you continue ranting about his disloyalty.
“you didn’t even regret doing it! ’I’ve done worse’ OH BECAUSE THAT EXCUSES IT you asshole,” you exclaimed dramatically, “and you said the girls were great too….10 out of 10 even,” you put a hand over your eyes to support your theatrics.
at this point ran could not hold his laugh in and fell onto his back again while his shoulders shook. “why would I even need anyone else if I already have your crazy ass. I don’t think there’s any girl out there who would compare to your insanity,” he said jokingly but you know he fully means it.
“that’s right. from here on you’ll only get a downgrade, so honestly if you cheat on me that’s your own fault,” you teased him while leaning over his face. to tip him over the edge you added one last remark. “I’m sure I’d have no problem finding myself a new ran haitani.”
he raised his brows at you. both of you staring into the others eyes, you with a daring glare and he with an amused one. you and him both fully aware that after all this time together there’s no way either of you could ever replace the other.
“maybe I just have to remind you of how great and unique I am after all, huh?” he almost whispered considering your close proximity at this point.
you smirked back at him. “I mean you can try, I guess.” and with that he finally closed the distance between you both, reminding you just why you can’t get enough of each other.
hi everyone! i’m back after a hiatus, hopefully you will like this thing here <3 let me know if you would want a part 2 with other characters
ft. mikey, ran & hanma
warnings: nsfw, minors DNI! public sex obviously, sex toys, fingering, oral sex, public flashing, fem bodied reader, nipple play
mikey
your punishment could have been worse, you knew that damn well. it was mikey after all, you knew how he could get. that’s why you didn’t argue when he made you wear the smallest dress on earth with no panties at bonten’s annual party. you thought you would be able to handle it, even though you were struggling to keep your tiny and skin-tight black dress down. honestly, from the back it was noticeable that you had no underwear, you just needed to bend forward a little bit and anyone who looked closely could guess the outline of your pussy.
mikey was now talking to the haitani brothers about business, as you clung onto his arm. from the front, it looked like mikey had his hand on your ass, which would be acceptable, but if anyone saw this from the back, they would be able to see mikey’s fingers dancing on your pussy lips, sometimes rubbing your puffy clit and other times entering your wet cunt. you tried your best to not make a single noise but it was hard, and you had a deathly grip on mikey who pretended like everything was fine. you only made a noise when mikey gave your pussy a small slap that almost sent you over the edge, and you profusely apologized, lying about having a hiccup.
a few minutes later, mikey was fucking you in the nearest bathroom, his cock bullying your walls, punishing you for blowing your cover.
ran
ran and you liked to spice things up in the bedroom with toys and other gadgets, so obviously you ended up buying a toy that could be controlled from someone else’s phone. but the goal here was to use it in public during one of your shopping sprees.
you were wearing a long flowy dress with the toy attached to your clit thanks to the tight panties you were wearing. at first, ran just played with it on lower mode and both of you were giggling like teenagers. you liked the vibrating sensation, it was enough to make you feel good and still be able to act like nothing was happening. progressively, ran raised the level of vibrations, and you were starting to feel a little dizzy, struggling a bit to walk. ran had to lead you with his arm around your waist to different shops.
you were now in a lingerie shop, looking at different underwear and bras when ran decided to raise the level to the maximum, and your legs almost dropped. you speed-walked to the fitting rooms, not wanting everybody to see you in this state, and ran followed you, a smirk on his face. once in the fitting room, he lifted your dress and immediately buried his face between your trembling legs, licking long stripes up your slit, as the toy buzzed against your clit. it took you only a few minutes before you came all over his face, while the store manager asked if everything was okay in there.
hanma
for your anniversary, hanma took you to this fancy restaurant in town. the kind of restaurant that you had to book a month in advance to get a table. your table was in the corner of the restaurant, you had a view on everything and everyone but hanma’s tall body sitting in front of you hid you. which was perfect for him. indeed, as usual, hanma felt a little playful today, and ran his hand up and down your legs, a cocky smile plastered on his face as you asked him to stop.
buthe knew you secretly loved it, doing stuff in public. that’s why you didn’t hesitate to pull your tits out of your bra and play with them when hanma asked you to flash everyone. his long arm reached out for your nipples and pulled on them as you tried to hide your squeals. thankfully, no one noticed what was happening, but hanma wanted to take it a step further. he wanted you to suck him off right here, right now. the table was covered in a long white tablecloth going all the way down to the floor, so he knew you would be completely hidden once on you were on your knees.
you therefore slipped under the table and went down to business, hanma encouraging you by pushing your head up and down his cock, as your tongue danced around his shaft, your hands playing with his heavy balls. you had to control your laugh when hanma told the waiter that you were busy making a phone call and would come back in 5 minutes, just so you would have time to let him cum deep in your throat.
warnings/includes:angst, bonten! ran, cheating, toxic relationship, manipulation, slight gaslighting (?) just to be sure ehe, dilf! ran, milf! reader, ran is an asshole, rindou is a sweetheart, and reader is a girl boss
Rindou looks so awkward, sitting on the couch in your living room but he tries his best to lessen the tense atmosphere by playing with his nephew. He loves to gossip– gosh, he loves hearing the most ridiculous situations people put themselves in but if it’s about his brother and his ex sister-in-law, he’d like to be excluded in the narrative.
“We’re just gonna wait in the car. Don’t take too long, Ran.” Rindou has to leave the room and take his seven year-old nephew with him as soon as Ran opens his mouth to talk about the 6'3 foot man you were seen with last week. He knew it was going to be messy so he took the initiative to give you and his brother some privacy to talk about your… well, relationship?
“That’s really none of your business.” You answer him dismissively, still busy arranging the contents of your son’s bag for his weekend trip with his dad and his uncle.
There’s a scoff that Ran couldn’t help but let out while staring bullets through your head. “Yes, it is. What would Ren think if he sees his mother fucking another man that isn’t his dad?”
Pause. You need to release a heavy breath to calm yourself or else you’re going to lash out and possibly let your child hear you screaming at his father. “You sure do have a lot of nerve to say that after everything you did.”
“Christ, Y/N! That was– I don’t know! Two, three years ago?” Ran snaps back, his towering height in front of you now and completely devouring your figure with just his shadow.
“Whatever happened two or three years ago is the reason why we’re even here in the first place. Stop projecting, Haitani.” Your words are firm and strong, this time looking up at him through your lashes with eyes burning with so much annoyance and displeasure.
Truth be told, you’re sure that the love you have for this man will linger on until you’re gray and old but there’s only so much you can take. The damage in your relationship when he cheated on you is irreparable.
“What do you even mean by that?” Ran asks with a humorless chuckle, “You can’t tell me you haven’t fucked the man when you kept meeting up with him for the entire week. What do you take me for?”
A fool. That’s what you are, Ran Haitani! You want to tell him but you don’t want to give him the satisfaction of riling you up despite your blood boiling.You’ve always been good at keeping your composure so you do what you do best. Inhale. He’s not worth it. Exhale. You’re better than this. This time, you decided to put distance between him and yourself by standing up and strengthening the creases on your dress– or else his cheek will end up bruised with how much your hand is itching to land a harsh slap on his skin. “If you don’t have anything left to say, you can leave. Ren’s things are all in the bag now. Enjoy your trip, Haitani."
Ran is left speechless, his mouth gaping as his eyes follow your graceful body in opening the door, wordlessly asking him to go fuck himself and be on his damned way. This is one of the many reasons why he fell in love with you. You know how to put him in his place without having to put so much effort into it… but it’s also why he’s seething mad. Without as much of a thought, he walks over to the door– not to leave but so he can slam it shut.
"What is wrong with you?” You’re glaring at him and he can see the tiny cracks in your facade. You’re so close to breaking.
“I’m not leaving until we talk about this. Stop acting like a fucking child.” He growls, purple eyes scanning your scowling features as he traps you between him and the wall.
You don’t know where he gets the audacity to talk like you’re the one who did him wrong when it’s the other way around. “I’d rather we don’t. There are things that must be left alone so we can remain as cordial as possible in front of our child,” You’re looking at him with no trace of any emotion present in your face, “Truth be told, I don’t want to see you ever again but we’re bound together because of Ren so let’s just pretend like we’re on good terms or whatever.”
You see his fist clench, his jaw slackening as he stared you down, trying to intimidate you but you’re no longer the soft and submissive Mrs. Haitani. Thanks to him, you learned how to stand your ground. “Why do we have to pretend when we can fix things, Y/N? Why are you making a big fuss out of this? It’s been years.”
He’s right. It’s been years, he’s got so much time to fix things with you and your son before but he didn’t. He turned away and continued to be frivolous as if he wasn’t married and got a child waiting for him at home. He wasn’t even there when Ren’s baby tooth fell off nor was he present for Ren’s first day at kindergarten. He wasn’t there when Ren got so sick he had to be admitted to the hospital and you were breaking down in the arms of his brother, Rindou. Heck– you can’t even count how many times he stood you up on special occasions, telling you he’s got so much “shit” to do or because it slipped off his mind but seems to never forget his secretary’s birthday.
“You forgot? Of course you forgot. You seem to be forgetting a lot of things these days but then perk up at the reminder of your secretary’s birthday.”
“How can I forget? We’re always together.”
“And we’re not? Oh right. Yes, we’re not always together because when you’re supposed to be at home, you’re out with her on fancy dates, traveling to different places while I’m here with my son, worrying about you and wondering when you’re going to come home!”
“Can you stop, Y/N? I’m really not in the mood to argue with you.”
“You want me to stop? Okay. Then let’s end this marriage and get divorced. I’m sick of getting treated like a bed warmer and a fucking maid. I’m done.”
“You don’t mean that! I’m not going to let you–”
“I’m not asking for permission. I’m telling you what’s gonna happen. I’m taking Ren with me and you can go do whatever you want.”
That was the end of it. It was cruel to let go of him not because you feel bad for him or the love you still have for the father of your child remains above all things but because Ren didn’t deserve to have a broken family. You didn’t want him to grow up without a dad by his side and realize once he’s old enough that his dear mother got cheated on only because his father thought she wasn’t doing it for him anymore.
With a smile that doesn’t reach your eyes, you bring your hand up to his cheek in a caress– the familiar softness in them tearing your heart yet again. You miss him. You do but for the sake of your own sanity and the only hope left for Ren to grow up with a stable mother despite being away from his dad, from his mother’s first and greatest love– you accept that things can’t always go the way you want. No more self destruction, no more doubting yourself– just you and your son and the memories of what once a happy life you had with Ran Haitani.
“You’re the one who gave up on us and ruined what’s left of our family, Ran. I only gave you what you wanted.”
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— featuring: Rindou, Mikey, and everyone else in Bonten
➥ disclaimers/warnings: f!reader, assassin!reader, character death, angst, hurt no comfort, mentions of blood, slight gore(?) at the end (please dm if i missed any major tags; didn’t want to much without spoiling anything, but i tried putting what could be more triggering)
➥ word count: 3.4k
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➥ author’s note: This one-shot is actually based on a series I have for future works. I just had a n e e d to write angst and decided to write this out. as always, feel free to tell me what you think in the comments or in my ask box ♡
I GUESS THAT WAS GOODBYE. | ran haitani x gn! reader
contains. angst. hurt & comfort. fluff. gn! reader. bonten! ran. roponggi! ran. married dynamics. mentions of gang work (murder, prostitution, etc.) there’s also some inaccuracy when it comes to to signing papers but uh let’s ignore that :D
note. i honestly could’ve expanded on this more but eh here it is :> 3.4kwc hehehe
they say young love doesn’t last.
they say to be logical first before diving headfirst into recklessness without calculating the risks, but none of those warnings didn’t stop you from shyly handing a love letter to the infamous eldest haitani brother ruling your district. back then, it’s nothing but a silly thing to do while you giggled with your friends, laughing with warm cheeks as they encouraged you to take a step closer to his bike.
who would’ve known that years later, you’ll end up here in your cramped, rundown dorm with your now boyfriend, ran, looking up at you cheekily as you disinfected the cuts on his face?
Your best friend is singing along to the current song playing on the speakers, attention on the road. They’re so giddy you think they’re even more excited for you than you are that you’re about to meet some of your favorite celebrities. You are excited; you are, you’ve been a fan of Haji since he debuted, and you were there when Nari and Sylvie took him in as one of their own. Yet why was your chest filled with anxiety instead of excitement? Sure, you knew some of it was because you were about to meet actual celebrities, but the rest of it was not. You’re biting your bottom lip nervously, fingers tapping on your knee, so it’s no surprise your best friend notices how quiet you are.
“YN? What’s wrong?”
You laugh nervously, “Okay, so… I can’t stop thinking about what Baji told me.”
“What part?” They glance at you, keeping their eyes ahead but giving you enough attention, so you know they’re listening.
“The thing about the private investigator. I’m not gonna lie; it left me uneasy. What if it’s true?”
“That’s a pretty big accusation, too,” Bestie announces, making you sigh. “If it was something that serious, why did he wait until now to tell you?”
“Yeah… I know…but-”
“But what?”
“There was that one time a bit ago when I felt I was being watched… It was the day Shin had my bike, and you stayed after class, so I called Ran to pick me up. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but now???” You groan, fighting the urge to rub your face in frustration due to the makeup you have on, “But what if he just spat that out to try to get me to forgive him? And the fact that he says it’s all because of my mother, who I’ve never even met myself. How am I supposed to believe that?”
“Shit, man, I don’t know….”
“I’m lost. I don’t know what to do bestie….” You look down at your hands in distraught.
You feel a hand rest on your shoulder to calm you down, “Hey… Let’s forget about that for now, yeah? Enjoy your time with Haji and the girls for now. We’ll worry about this whole thing after, okay?” They move their hand back to the steering wheel, “Maybe you should talk to your dad. If what Baji said is true, your dad can confirm if it is your mother or not, y’know?”
You’re hesitant about bringing in your dad, especially his new girlfriend, whom you would hate to be involved in family drama already, but your best friend is right. Your dad is the only one who can confirm it or not. “You’re right… I’ll bring it up to him on Monday when he helps me move Hoshi out of the Haitani’s apartment.”
Bestie hums in acknowledgment before throwing you a smile, “Good. Now, enjoy your time today, ‘kay?”
“Yeah yeah,” You pout before your lips turn into a smirk, “Good luck with Rin. I hope he begs on his knees.”
Bestie snorts, “Please. That would be a sight to see.”
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Meeting Hajime, Nari, and Sylvie face to face went better than you thought it would. When you arrived at the restaurant Haji told you he had a reservation; you didn’t expect it to be a fancy beachside restaurant with outside seating, yachts, and fancy cars. Immediately you felt underdressed, but your bestie had said you looked great, so you could only hope. You had arrived early, your nerves not wanting you to be late nor wanting your bestie to be late to their meetup with Rin, but apparently, you weren’t the only one.
When the host walks up to you for your name, they give you a pearly smile before leading you to the second floor of the building. When she opens the door for you, your eyes widen at the glass wall facing the ocean, a beautiful view of the people sitting outside or enjoying the beach. You hadn’t even noticed the three people sitting at the table in the middle of the private room. Thanks to that though, you didn’t faint when the three people walked up to greet you with grins on their gorgeous faces. You had been too stunned by the view for reality to kick in. It kicked in when you finally sat down with Haji next to you, and you swore your head was about to explode like they do in cartoons with how uncharismatically shy you got.
The food was delicious, and despite saying you didn’t want dessert, the girls insisted. Still, instead of eating something from the restaurant, they ordered ice cream nearby, who did delivery. While you all waited for your ice cream, the four of you were relaxing on the balcony connected to your private room. Nari sits on the railing while Sylvie sits on the chair next to you. Haji leaned on the railing with his elbows, looking down at the beach.
“So YN~” Nari sings your name, and you look at her curiously.
“Hm?”
A sly grin starts forming on her face, and the look in her eyes is one you know all too well due to your devious friends, “Enjoying the double date so far?”
Your eyebrows go from furrowed to raised as your eyes widen, your cheeks ablaze, “H-Huh?!”
“Nari-!” Haji calls out, and his cheeks dust with red as he glares at his friend, Sylvie, who snickers beside you.
“I take it he didn’t tell you today was supposed to be a double date?” The blonde shakes her head playfully, “Who knew you were such a coward, Buttercup.”
Haji facepalms, mumbling something under his breath as he turns to face the three of you, leaning back on the railing, “I didn’t coward out. It just didn’t feel right.”
“W-Wait, wait,” You interject, swallowing nervously as you look between the three friends. “This was supposed to be a double d-date?”
Haji avoids your eyes before nodding, looking back at you. “It was… but after what we talked over the phone a couple of days ago, I didn’t want to overwhelm you. Thought it was best to just… meet as friends first.”
Oh, now you feel horrible. You practically vented that night to Haji about how you felt betrayed not only by your friends but also by your ex and another possible other love interest. “Oh my god—” Bestie would kill you when you told them about this. You blocked yourself from a date with theIwaizumi Hajime because… wait. Because he felt sorry for you?
Haji laughs, shaking his head, “YN, it’s fine. You have a lot on your plate, and I didn’t want to add to it. It doesn’t change that I still want us to be friends.” Your look of doubt makes him roll his eyes. “I’m serious. I think… I think you need to settle whatever you have going on with your friends before I even think about properly asking you out sometime– that is, if you don’t makeup with your ex or that other guy you were telling me about.”
Your face breaks out into another blush, and the girls coo at your expression.
“Oh~ YN has some tea in her life, doesn’t she?” Nari teases, but when Haji shakes his head, she frowns, “…Not all good, huh?”
You look down at your hands, unsure what to say, “It’s complicated….”
“Well, just remember what I said, sweetheart,” Haji says, making the three of you look at him, “You have a right to be upset, and no one can tell you otherwise. How you deal with your feelings right now is all up to you. If ignoring your friends right now makes you feel better, cool. You’re not doing it out of spite; you’re doing it because you’re hurt. They hurt you, whether they meant to or not.”
You look down at your hands, eyes tearing up yet again. “I k-know but… they’re my friends… t-they’re all I have… I know I’m going to end up forgiving them, but I just-”
“Well, I don’t know the full story, but,” Sylvie scoots her seat closer to you, wrapping an arm around you and making you rest your head on their shoulder, “Haji’s right. Sure, your friends hurt you, and you’re ignoring them because of it, but you’re valid. If you’re such good friends, they’ll understand you just need time right now.” She smiles, “You think us three never fight?”
“W-Well…”
Nari laughs, nudging her shoulder with Haji’s, “We’re not always the indestructible Powerpuffs, you know? We get into arguments and shit just like everyone else. It all just depends on how you all work it out. Right guys?”
“Right!”
“So just take some time away from them. Your best friend already told them you need some time, right? So hopefully, they’ll understand and won’t pressure you,” Haji chimes in, giving you a warm smile. It’s so contrasting against his rough and edgy exterior, but boy, it makes your heart soar. You can’t help but to look away shyly.
“Hey, YN, hey,” Nari says as she pokes your forehead, making your eyebrows furrow, “Next time we hang out, invite your best friend too!” She grins, “I wanna meet your partner in crime!”
You can’t help but laugh, nodding, “Alright. I’m sure they’d be ecstatic to meet you guys too.”
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“I hope you know I’m only here because I told YN I would,” Bestie goes right out with the cold hard truth. They’re only standing in this empty park because they promised to try. It’s evident from the heated glare Rindou is receiving.
“I know…” Rindou gulps, rubbing the back of his neck. He also knows he won’t be able to hide what he’s hiding behind his back for too much longer either. So he takes a deep breath and reveals the gift with his arm extended to bestie, cheekbones stained red. His face is turned to the side, jaw clenching and unclenching as he contemplates what to say and do, but he knows it’s now or never. “I’m sorry.”
Bestie blinks at him, arms relaxing a bit as they move to rest by their side instead.
“What I did was shitty, and it wasn’t a nice thing to do as a friend, but-” Looking right in front of him, he looks bestie in the eye, “It was an even worse thing to do to someone I was genuinely interested in.”
Bestie has yet to say anything, and the silence is killing him. Is this how people felt when he gave them the silent treatment? His arm is already getting unusually tired from holding up the cute duck plushie, which bestie has yet to acknowledge.
Oh god. This is going bad, isn’t it? Rindou thinks, feeling a bead of sweat on his temple.
“Was?” That is all he hears as he feels the plush being taken from his hand. When he looks up, he sees bestie with a sly grin on their face.
Shit- “Am! I am interested in!” He quickly corrects himself, flushing even more as bestie laughs, squishing the red cheeks of the plush before focusing their attention on Rindou. “I really am… sorry. I thought I was doing the right thing, listening to your friends and all.”
“Mhm,” Bestie hums, “You learn from that now?”
“Most definitely.”
Bestie steps closer, a gentle hand on Rin’s forearm, “Gonna be stupid on your own instead of following in other’s footsteps?”
Rindou is quiet at this, a slight pout forming on his lips. Now that was harder to promise as he and Ran and Izana were almost up to no good. “Well…”
Bestie rolls their eyes, closing the distance between them even more, arms resting loosely on Rindou’s shoulders, the plush hanging by their hand. “Well?”
Rin licks his lips nervously, not expecting bestie to have been so forward, but who was he to complain? His hands come up to cup bestie’s face, “Go out with me.” It’s not a question; it’s a demand, making bestie raise a brow.
“Maybe.”
“M-Maybe?”Aw man, Ran wouldn’t let me live if he saw how flustered they’re making me. Bestie doesn’t say anything, only rolling their eyes yet again before pointing to their lips. Oh. The realization in Rin’s eyes makes bestie chuckle at how cute and confused the supposed feared, and stoic Haitani Rindou was being.
Not waiting for another second, Rindou closes the space between them, lips on lips, as one hand moves down to pull bestie closer by the waist. The kiss is messy, teeth clashing and tongues hungry for more. It was clear the two had some unspoken tension that was finally being relieved, somewhat at least. Bestie pulls away first, leaving Rin slightly panting as his hand grips their waist. Like the little devil they are, bestie kisses Rin from his jawline, lips so soft he barely feels them. Then there’s a slight breeze on his ear, making him shiver, a hand on the side of his neck as bestie whispers the following words.
“Now beg.”
Two words that make him know he’s in for a dangerous ride, but it’s a good thing Rindou likes dangerous rides.
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“Uh, are you sure it was okay leaving the two back there?” You ask, looking back at the little boutique shop Nari and Sylvie were currently occupied with.
“Yup,” Haji adjusts the sunglasses resting on his nose, walking with his hands in his pockets, walking on the side of the road just like a true gentleman, “They’ll call me once they realize we left them.” He laughs, the sound making butterflies flutter in your stomach. “Besides,” He grins over at you, “Gives us some alone time now~.”
The simple comment has you hitting his shoulder playfully, only making him laugh, “Oh, shut up….”
He focuses his attention upfront, but you keep looking at him, not understanding how this happened. If your current self told you you would meet a favorite musician, you would say you were stupid and delusional. Here you were, walking side by side as if you had been friends for a while. You asked them if it was okay to walk out and about with no security, to which they said it was fine.
Apparently, they had guards on speed dial if anything did happen, but usually, people left them alone. That wasn’t too shocking, especially with Haji’s not only appearance but experience as well. Since you three had left the restaurant, only a handful of people had stopped them for autographs or pictures. You didn’t fail to hear one fan squeal and take photos from a distance when she spotted Haji, yet didn’t come up to him. You couldn’t blame her. You’re sure you would’ve done the same thing weeks ago.
How you had this model and known musician walking beside you, you’d never understand how, but man… you were going to eat it all up. Haji’s shoulder-length hair was tied in a small bun revealing his undercut and multiple piercings in his ears. Tattoos peeking underneath the collar of his shirt, and phew, the tattoos on his arms were a whole other story. You’re so distracted admiring his appearance that you fail to see Haji’s eyes sharpen into a glare, jaw tight with annoyance.
“YN?” He looks at you with a small smile, “I have to make a call real quick. Mind staying here while I make it?”
You see you’re stopped at a small outdoor cafe with some small shops on both sides of it, “Of course. I’ll be right here then. You have my number, if anything.”
He chuckles, nodding, “Right. I’ll be quick.” Before he walks off, he tucks a stray strand of your hair behind your ear, smirking as he sees your eyes widen and cheeks flushing. He leaves with a wink, walking off as he immediately pulls out his phone to talk.
“Alright then…” You shake your head, deciding to go into one of the shops first and see if anything catches your eye for possible gifts.
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“So,” Rindou hums with an arm around bestie’s waist, “YN’s out with that guy today?”
“Mhm~” Bestie grins, “Haji and the girls.”
“The two model friends?”
“Well,technically,they’re all models, but yes,” Rin rolls his eyes at this, only making bestie laugh, “She hasn’t texted me since I dropped her off, so I can assume she’s enjoying herself.”
“Yeah… Hey, a question for you.”
“What’s up?”
“Is she serious about moving Hoshi out of our place? When I told Ran, it devastated him. It’s like they’re breaking up despite not being together. He sees it as her being done with him.
“Please,” Bestie huffs, “You need to tell him to stop seeing it like that. She needs a break Rin. From all of you until she says otherwise. For all I know, maybe she just needs a week or something, I don’t know. I think it’s fair, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right… Do you think she’s gonna continue ignoring me too? I need to thank her.”
“For what?”
“Basically told me to stop being an idiot and ask you out,” Rin mumbles, “and beg you for forgiveness….”
“And that you did, my little Rin-Rin~ Got it all on video too~” Bestie laughs despite Rindou’s reddened cheeks, “Now you can’t make fun of your brother cause you got punished with exactly the same thing.”
“Whatever…” He huffs, pulling bestie close to his side, completely unaware of the woman practically stomping up to them.
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“YN!” You turn around to see both Nari and Sylvie jogging up to you, Sylvie pouting as Nari glares at you. Nari being the one who yelled at you from afar, “How could you just leave us like that?!”
You laugh, “Not like you noticed we left anyway.”
“Hey…” Sylvie looks around, “Where’s Haji?”
“Said he had a call to make?” You shrug, setting your shopping bags down so you can put your hair in a messy bun, “It’s been like fifteen minutes though. I hope everything is alright.”
The two look at each other, wondering what call was so important to leave YN alone, but their question is soon answered.
“Haji?” YN answers her ringing phone, brows furrowed, “Is everything alright?”
“YN, I need you to meet me at a location I’m about to send you.”
“H-Huh? I mean, okay, but-”
“Now.” His voice is calm yet deadly serious. He doesn’t even give you the chance to tell him Nari and Sylvie were with you before he hangs up.
“I, uhm,” You pick up your bags off the ground, “He said to meet up with him at, uh-” You pause just to see a location ping on your phone, “Here. He sounded kind of upset… I hope I didn’t do anything wrong….”
“Aww, YN…” Nari wraps an arm around you, giving you a reassuring smile, “Give him more credit, yeah? I’m sure whatever it is, has nothing to do with you.”
“Yeah!” Sylvie assures you as she takes your phone, starting the GPS to the location, which is only a six-minute walk. “Besides, he sounds grumpy on the phone half the time.”
“Yeah… okay,” You nod, swallowing nervously as you hope for the best.
When you get to the location, you’re unsure if you’re supposed to head into one of the stores or if Haji possibly sent you somewhere wrong. Just as Nari takes out her phone to call her friend herself, Haji steps out from a store to the right, practically slamming the door shut behind him.
“Uh, hey,” Nari waves at him, worry filling her face, “Everything alright?”
“Not really,” He takes a deep breath, trying to neutralize his facial expression, but failing as his eyebrow twitches and mouth twitches down into a frown, “YN….”
“Y-Yeah?” Your heart is beating rapidly in your chest as he looks at you.
“Remember when you told me your ex said something about a private investigator?” You nod your head as your blood runs cold. “Well…” He clicks his tongue in annoyance, worry swimming in his eyes. “I’m pretty sure it’s this fucker I saw following us.”
And just like that, your oh-so-great day suddenly took a turn for the worst.
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SLAP!
Rindou’s head snapped to the side, a nice red handprint on his left cheek leaving bestie standing there with their mouth agape, eyes wide. Rindou only stood there, blinking as the reality of what just happened slowly sank in.
“What the hell is your problem?!” Now out of their stupor, Bestie yelled a scowl on their lips, ready to jump this woman themselves.
But Rindou quickly grabbed hold of their wrist, rubbing his cheek with his hand before his eyes trained on the woman in front of him, violet eyes glaring daggers. “You have exactly five minutes to explain what the hell that was for before I call the police.” A lie. The first call would be to his mother, who would no doubt cry to her husband, who would handle it from there. But first, he needed to find out who this woman was.
“How dare you?!” The woman yelled, pointing a manicured finger to Rindou’s face, “And to think you were good for my daughter! And here you are with this… this-” Her face scrunched up in disgust as she looked over at bestie, eyes trailing their form in pure judgment.
Bestie’s eye twitches in annoyance, but before they can say anything, Rindou pulls them behind him, glowering down at the shorter woman, speaking behind grit teeth. “This what? Finish your fucking sentence.”
“This whore!” And Rindou snaps. His calm demeanor was no more.
When bestie sees Rindou’s hand twitch, they reach out, barely holding Rindou back.
“Who even are you, you crazy bitch?!” He growls, taking a step forward only to get pulled back by bestie once more. “You have the fucking audacity to come up to us, slap me, and call my partner a whore?! Do you have any idea who I am?!”
“I don’t need to!” The woman seethes, hands clenched into fists. “Just wait until I reveal to the public how the son of such a prestigious lawyer is nothing but an adulterous piece of shit!”
And that only makes Rindou’s blood boil more. Rindou and his brother were never one to ‘live up’ to their step-father’s name. Hell, even after their mother remarried, they refused to change their last names or even add it with a hyphen. This of course annoyed their stepfather, especially as he was very well known and wanted the family to be ‘complete’ in a way. They knew this man made their mother happy, which was more than enough reason to behave somewhat, but that didn’t mean they still fully trusted him. At least enough to take in his last name.
After a long talk with her husband, their mother approved of her boys keeping her maiden name. She knew it was hard for them to trust any man after their birth father walked out on them, leaving her struggling with two young boys, with a life filled with more downs than ups growing up. Their life didn’t even start getting better until the brothers were teenagers, their mother finally meeting their later-to-be stepfather, who happily took in not only the woman he fell in love with but the two troublesome boys that came with her.
Sure, there were still bumps in the road, and maybe the brothers caused their stepfather trouble on purpose just to see him tick, but never anything too wrong to actually give him a bad rep. They would never do that. Giving a bad rep to him would give a bad rep to their mother, and like hell, they would do that. Their mother worked too damn hard to be taken down by their idiocy.
“Excuse me?!” Rindou’s body moved before his brain could even process it, his arm quickly rising to either grab or hit this woman in front of him.
“RINDOU, STOP IT!” Bestie quickly grabs Rindou’s arm, thankful for the quick reflexes they’ve developed thanks to being good friends to such rambunctious people. They are trying their damn hardest to keep their boyfriend back, but he is taller and stronger, not to mention full of rage. As much as this woman was pissing them off too, they didn’t want Rindou to get in trouble for hitting a person in public of all places! That would be bad, especially as the park was no longer empty, some staring and whispering at the scene. Oh, if only bestie knew who this woman was…
The woman is now standing there, eyes wide, “R-Rindou?”
Before Rindou can say anything, bestie practically growls, glaring at the woman, “What?”
“H-His name–” She nervously swallows, “His name is Ran, isn’t it?” She quickly takes out her phone, confirming the photos she saved, matching them up with the man in front of her, so then why was his name Rindou?
“His name is Rindou, you bitch,” Bestie sneers, “Now, who the fuck are you?!”
“And why are you looking for my brother?” Rin’s voice is low and menacing; eyes narrowed into a glare.
“I–” She doesn’t know what to say, but instead of answering their questions, she tries calling her private investigator, Mr. Choi, with no success. It keeps going right to voicemail, and it’s making her sweat. There was only one thing she could do, and that was to leave.
But just as she takes a step backward, both Rindou and bestie grab a wrist, each making the woman wince.
Rindou has a sinister grin on his face while bestie scowls.
“Give us your fucking name if you know what’s good for you,” Bestie threatens, only tightening the grip on her wrist when she tries to pull away.
“I-Ikeda Akari…” The woman mumbles, bestie furrowing their brows in confusion at the information.
Rindou on the other hand, curses under his breath, eyes only darkening as they keep an eye on Akari. “Babe.”
Bestie looks over, head tilted, “Yeah?”
“Do me a favor and call Ran.”
“Uh, alright…” Bestie lets go of Akira’s wrist as Rindou keeps hold of one, “Who is she?”
Rindou takes out his phone with his free hand, quickly finding his stepfather’s number and dialing just as they look over at their partner, “It’s YN’s mother.”
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It had been fifteen minutes since Haji broke the news to you, and in that time, this man has said nothing since Haji brought him into the shop. With a little bit of charm, Haji had made the shop employees step out, giving the small building to the seven of you. The seven being this man following you, Haji, Nari, Sylvie, you, and two private bodyguards who were apparently on call around you three the whole day. You were shocked to say the least when the bodyguards came in, but Haji explained he always has some around when in public just in case, especially for the girls. They had been nearby, ready for anything, but far enough so they wouldn’t be noticeable. Apparently, one had stayed near Nari and Sylvie while the other went after Haji to help after he walked off.
The two bodyguards stood behind the unknown man while Haji stood in front, arms crossed and greatly aggravated. The police had already been called, but Haji wanted to get some answers out of him beforehand. He couldn’t believe your ex was telling the truth. You really were being followed around, and for what? Your mother’s selfish needs?
When he glances at you, he sees the worry on your face and hates it. Though he’s surprised you haven’t called anyone yet, even your father. Maybe you wanted answers yourself too.
Haji takes a deep breath, eyes set into a stern glare, “Tell us who hired you. I don’t give a shit if it’s a private contract. You already committed a crime by stalking YN, who has done nothing to deserve this.”
The man stays silent.
“Tch,” Haji shakes his head, a little laugh of disbelief leaving his lips, “You know you won’t win, right?”
The man stays silent again, but his eyebrows furrow slightly, and the musician knows he has him now.
“Do you not know who I am?” Haji asks before motioning to his best friends, “Who theyare?” He laughs, “Have you not questioned yourself why I had two bodyguards at the ready?” The man doesn’t move, but his eyes show his curiosity. “Wow… You’re horrible at your occupation then. Isn’t it your job to know everything and anything of those who you’re hired to investigate?” By now Haji’s voice has dropped a tone, each word like venom, “Stay silent then, but just know, my lawyers are going to have a field day with you.”
This comment seems to make the man finally react, “What?”
“I can be nice and tell them to make a deal with you, but you can kiss your job and any other possible opportunities goodbye unless you give me some information now. No one likes a fucking stalker, especially to women.”
“Y-You can’t!” And he finally breaks, “You’re just spewing bullshit!”
“Am I now?” Haji huffs, nodding his head to the guard on the left. “Show him.” The guard takes out his phone, typing quickly before he practically shoves the screen in front of the man’s face.
“What is this?”
“Read it.”
Not having no other choice, the man reads what’s on the screen and goes pale. “Y-You’re a celebrity…?” Haji nods as the guard moves his phone away, “Why- what? This doesn’t make sense! This girl is just a college student isn’t she?! Why is she even with you?!”
Nari steps up, face red with frustration, “Because she’s our friend! Our friend who has done nothing wrong to deserve this!”
“Nari-” Sylvie tries to pull her back, but Nari only shakes off her hand.
“So what’s it to you if we’re famous and she’s not?! Why does that even matter?!” The man stutters but can’t get a word out. “And now you fucked with the wrong people. I’ll call my lawyers too because this is unacceptable. Sometimes, private investigators are needed for case-sensitive cases, but this? Whatever your reasoning, my lawyers, along with Hajime’s, will make sure you never work again.”
“Wait!” The man sighs, shaking his head, “Alright fine….”
Haji tries again, “One last chance. Who hired you?”
“Her name is Ikeda Akira.”
“And what is she to YN?”
The man goes silent, looking down at the floor, “… Her mother.”
You can feel when your three friends turn to look at you, but you don’t say anything. You simply walk up to stand next to Haji as your phone already dials someone.
“YN?” Your dad’s voice rings through the speakerphone, “Sunshine? I thought you were out with those famous friends of yours today?”
“I am.”
Your cold voice immediately lets him know you’re not alright. “What’s going on? Did something happen? Do you want me to pick you up?”
“Dad,” You cut in.
“Yeah?”
“What’s my mother’s name again?”
“I-” There’s a rustling sound, almost as if he was about to drop his phone, “What? Why?”
“Dad, please…”
The line is quiet before he sighs, “Ikeda Akira.” And you see red. “What’s going on, YN? You never ask about your mother unless you absolutely need to.”
“One sec Dad,” You hand your phone to Haji, who looks at you in confusion, but before he can even get one word out, your fist connects to the man’s nose sending him to his ass with a bleeding nose. Haji whistles at the sight while one of the guards stifles a laugh, the other not bothering to hide his laughter. Nari and Sylvie are looking at you like fish out of water.
“LN YN?! Did you just hit someone?!”
You laugh as you take back your phone, shaking your right hand. It had been a while since you punched someone, that hard at least, but it still felt as good as it always did.
“YN! This is no laughing matter! You know you can’t do reckless shit with-”
“Dad,” You let out a shaky sigh, the call now off speaker, “Hajime and his two guards just found a private investigator following me.”
“…What?”
“Hired and sent by this Akira herself.”
You didn’t have to see your dad’s expression to know he was upset, angry. His voice said it all. “I’ll call you right back, Sunshine.”
➥ EXTRAS:
- word count: 5.4k
- And the bitch has finally been spotted!! o:
- This chapter ended up being longer than I originally thought but hey
- Hehe, hope you like that ending though.
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➥ author’s note: After a good minute, I was finally able to finish this chapter <3 Ah, apologies for my even more sporadic uploading times but work and classes are killing me lol.
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- Just like in real life, the case with the mother and her accomplices will take a bit but hopefully all will go well with it
- Poor Rin is always the last to know about plans in the own home he lives in… And Ran just going along with it lmaoo
- New character coming in tho ٩(◦`꒳´◦)۶ What do you think about that?
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➥ author’s note: I am still recovering from a really bad cold so my lack of activity on here is still sparse. That and the crazy weather changes make my energy even more non existent anssj so please bare with me for a bit more!!
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