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“Stop that.” You said while tapping the back of his head with the beer you brought him to replace the one in his hand.
“What?” Draken questioned as he took the bottle from you.
You’re clenching your jaw. Stop that you’ll cause yourself to get a headache. Why are you stressing about anyway?” You question while massaging his jaw with your now free hand.
“Have you not been paying attention to the news? The crime rate is sky rocketing and fucking Bonten is behind most of it.” He said pointing his bottle at the tv. Eww Sanzu has been going overboard with the guys on the docks lately. Why does he never get fussed at for not cleaning his messes like you and Rin do?
“So what does that have to do with you? You’re acting like you could have stopped it.” Playing it off like you don’t know exactly what happened.
“Well…”
“No! How?” You screamed while eating your popcorn. Did you know this yes. Were you still nosy enough to want to hear it from another source, yes.
“Me and the leader; the dude with the neck tattoo we were friends when we were kids. We grew a part after his sister died.” Sitting the now empty bottle down he looked out the patio door almost not really wanting you to see his face.
“How did she die, if you don’t mind me asking?” It was the one part no one told you almost as if it was against the law to bring it up.
“Gang violence. We were the head of this gang and this dude that we kicked out got into his adopted brother’s head and she ended up getting caught in the middle of a gang fight.” He got up going to the kitchen, he came back with two glasses and the strongest bourbon from the bar. This was serious enough for him the drink.
“Sounds like you took the blame for her death.” You said taking a sip out of the glass he poured you. “That is not of God and I don’t appreciate you trying to kill me.”
“I couldn’t protect her. I loved her and I couldn’t protect her. I didn’t even get to tell her.”
“Is that what has you so hung up? If we’re half as annoying with her as you are with me she knew. Also from what you’ve shown me you aren’t a real thug so I’m sure you weren’t the one who killed her or knew she was targeted. If you feel this way about a lost love, think about how he feels, that was his sister it’s technically his job to protect her and he let a stupid fight with some loser made him lose sight of it. Not just him think of how his brother must feel to be used in such a way that cost him his family.” Coming over to the couch he was sitting on you realized how much he’s been keeping to hisself, out of all the times you’ve watched him at his job, with his friends, or just alone he always had a wall up and always made sure others were okay even if was inconvenient for him.
“When it comes to his brother he also died that same day, he got shot saving his best friend. All I know is he started pulling away from all of us a year after it all happened and then he got with all those yes men around him that he never hears no.” Taking the remaining liquid in your glass and adding it to his own he downed it stating the last part angrily. Yes you all were slightly scared of Mikey but yes men was a little overboard you told him no three times this week.
“He’s alone? I know it’s stupid but I can see how pulling him away might be he way of healing. I did it with my family when my mom died.How do you know who he has around him?” So rude of him to assume they were your idiots to protect. “You also ran away from your family and now live half way around the world from your family. You’re not the best example.You work for two of them. You can’t tell me you don’t know that those idiots are part Bonten. They literally have the gang’s tattoo on their necks.”he laughed finally releasing the tension in his back.
“Exactly I came here and made a new family, coping level 100. My bosses are idiots who get matching tattoos what they mean has nothing to do with me. Off the record I am sure 60% of the money they make is not legal but that is none of my business.”it was more like 95% but that’s neither here nor there.
“You are probably right the less you know the better. Have you seen that guy at the club?”
“Who the short guy with the bad ass bob? Probably, the Haitanis block off parts of the hallway in the vip rooms some days so I don’t know who’s all there. Why?” You asked again trying to catch up with Draken you were in dire need of a chaser that bourbon was not as sweet as you liked and you were slowly dying inside. Although Mikey’s bob was fabulous now that Koko talked him into getting layers cut in.
“Nothing, just watch out around those guys.” He whispered as he kissed the top of your head.
“Sure and you stop feeling like it’s your fault your friend’s sister died. You are not at fault, who ever brainwashed his brother is the one at fault. It can affect your relationship with women down the road.” You replied while getting up to head to your room.“You know you’re very good at this Why don’t you use your degree again?” He asked while staring up at you. “Client/doctor confidentiality mostly, I wouldn’t be able to tell you any of the things I would hear then how would I entertain you?”you mused.
summary — rindou wakes up to find you, his pregnant wife, gone
note — i love the idea of ran and rindou’s wife being best friends. rindou would absolutely hate it. likes and reblogs are always appreciated
Sleepily reaching across the bed, Rindou awoke in confusion as he was met with nothing but cold bed sheets. Glancing around the room, it was clear that you were nowhere in sight, leaving your husband confused in regard to where you could be at one in the morning. The house was too quiet, uncharacteristic of how it would usually be if you were actually home, especially in your condition at six months pregnant.
Hastily throwing aside the blanket and covers, Rindou hurried downstairs in the hopes of possibly finding you in the kitchen or living room, all while trying to convince himself that everything would be fine. When you were still nowhere to be seen, Rindou was certain that he was one step away from a panic attack when the sound of the front door and your voice immediately refocused his attention. He was about to hurry over and question you for making him worry when another voice spoke up, causing Rindou to freeze as he listened to your conversation.
“Ran,” you addressed worryingly. “We can’t keep doing this.”
“Oh really?” his brother replied in amusement, and Rindou could practically see the smirk on his older brother’s face. “That’s not what you said last night. Or last week. Or even the week before that.”
summary: after rindou gets locked up for the second time when he was sixteen, the reader decide move on. finally, she’s eighteen and has another boo, but when rindou sees this, he has no choice but to swallow his pride and move on, just like you did.
cw: a lil angst. fluffy for the most part. reader has a y2k style and a few piercings.
Rindou couldn’t believe the sight that stood before his eyes. It couldn’t have been a coincidence that you both ran into one another in a coffee shop you both used to go to when you were together. “Hi, Rin. Long time no see,” You smile, and Rin can’t help the butterflies that rush to his stomach. Your entire style and demeanor had changed. You pierced your belly button and nose? He tried not to be perverted, but because of the thin fabric of your shirt, he could also see you pierced your nipples. Damn did you look sexy in those embroidered jeans with the skull wings on the back. You looked totally different from the last time he saw you.
“Hey,” he replied shallowly, and he watched as you looked him up and down menacingly slowly. “When did you get out?” You ask, and Rindous eyes just fell to the side and then down. “About a month ago. How have you been holding up?” He asked and you moved a piece of your hair from your eyes, tucking it behind your ear. “Pretty well. I’ve gotten a job and I’m working on starting my own business,” you responded, and Rindou just smiled. “Let me guess, you’re gonna start a business in cosmetics?” You chuckled, and Rindou felt his heart warm.
Rindou couldn’t lie. He missed you. He couldn’t look at any other woman in the same way he looked at you. No one could make him feel as nervous as you did. He gulped before deciding just to try and shoot his shot. But, before he could open his mouth, a man came in who seemingly caught your attention. He had a slit in his eyebrow, pretty brown skin, and he was tall.
Some competition he had.
He walked closer and he watched as your eyes lit up. He wrapped his arms around your waist, and you didn’t fight back. Oh… So that was what was happening. “Hey, babe. What’s taking so long?” Rindou watched as the guy eyed him down with a smirk on his face, evidently trying to spite him.
“Nothing, I just ran into an old friend,” Rindou bit his lip down and just looked down.
“Well I’ll wait for you in the car. Just be careful and if you need me, call me,” he kissed your forehead, just like Rindou used to. Rindou watched as he walked out of the cafe, and his eyes slowly looked up to you. “He seems nice,” Rindou says as all excitement drains his voice, and he goes back to that nonchalant expression. “Hey, Rin… After you got locked up and we broke-“
“You don’t have to explain yourself to me. I get it. You’re grown and you have every right to make decisions for yourself,” your expression shifted into astonishment at his words. Rindou Haitani really matured. Your cheeks heated up at his words, and you smiled. “I wish you nothing but the best, Rin,” you walked up to him and wrapped your arms around him.
Rindou breathed in your familiar, sweet scent, before wrapping his arms around you. “Same to you, Y/N,” he whispered, resting his chin on your head. You pulled away from the hug, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
“Bye, Rindou,” He watched as you walked out of the café. His mood shifted entirely. Maybe you two could’ve still been together if he wasn’t such a dick as a teenager. But, he couldn’t change the past, so he had to deal with it. Maybe he’d have a chance with you in the future.
He’d just have to wait for you.
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