cw || nonconsensual filing, voyeurism, alluding to potential blackmailing,
pairing || uh, ran is engaging in intercourse with reader, but rindou is watching and it’s from his pov
wc || 1.4k
Rindou drummed his fingers in the air as he leaned back in his chair, chin pointed at the ceiling as he hummed a made up tune. He was only fifteen minutes into his shift at the movie theatre, and he was already counting the minutes until he clocked out. It’s not that he hated working here, but he had been banished to the security room his first five minutes on the clock, because apparently it was bad business to chat up every girl that walked up to the counter to buy a ticket.
Sitting up with a groan, Rindou rolled his chair over to the control panel and hit a button, the screen full of monitors lighting up. He cycled through each camera, intending to watch along to whatever movie was playing that caught his attention and pass his time that way. “No, no, no, no, no—oh.” His eyes narrowed as he clicked on the next rooms live footage, a familiar head of black and blonde hair grabbing his attention. “Skinny piece of shit.” Ran was supposedto be working the snack counter tonight, but instead he was lounging in the back of theatre seven with—son of a bitch! What the fuck was he doing in an empty theatre with you of all people? Their snobby ass manager that had thrown him in this same room. “Bitch.”
