Pairing: Draken | Ryuuguji Ken x Reader, mentions of Hanma Shuuji x Reader
Rating:Mfor Mature
Warnings: infidelity, not poly, Draken stealing Hanma’s girl (but it’s consensual and she is very into it), no smut but it’s implied.
A/N: pls this is the first thing i’ve written in ages and i’m not that proud of it lmao. i love draken so much but writing him is so, SO difficult for me; it makes me want to cry. this started out as a bday present for him but morphed into some ugly “leave hanma for the good guy” piece lmao. i still love you shuuji, but draken— come on. (side note: draken is the only man i would leave hanma for. it’s just… draken, yk?)
You’ve always had a knack for getting in trouble.
It’s never really made sense. You’re a nice girl with good grades and a career that you’ve been working for since you graduated high school on the horizon, your name and trouble shouldn’t even be in the same sentence. However, mischief seems to lurk around every corner as far as you’re concerned; how else would you have wound up here?
Here, stumbling through the door to your home with someone who doesn’t belong there.
“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.
Pairing: Draken | Ryuuguji Ken x Reader, mentions of Hanma Shuuji x Reader
Rating:Mfor Mature
Warnings: infidelity, not poly, Draken stealing Hanma’s girl (but it’s consensual and she is very into it), no smut but it’s implied.
A/N: pls this is the first thing i’ve written in ages and i’m not that proud of it lmao. i love draken so much but writing him is so, SO difficult for me; it makes me want to cry. this started out as a bday present for him but morphed into some ugly “leave hanma for the good guy” piece lmao. i still love you shuuji, but draken— come on. (side note: draken is the only man i would leave hanma for. it’s just… draken, yk?)
You’ve always had a knack for getting in trouble.
It’s never really made sense. You’re a nice girl with good grades and a career that you’ve been working for since you graduated high school on the horizon, your name and trouble shouldn’t even be in the same sentence. However, mischief seems to lurk around every corner as far as you’re concerned; how else would you have wound up here?
Here, stumbling through the door to your home with someone who doesn’t belong there.
