#rindo haitani

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lazy sketch

It’s old, but I modified it a bit

(Y/n), walking off to hand Rindou his morning coffee while humming with a smile: I’m running low on serotonin—

Sanzu, sitting in a corner with his knife in a pillow: *through gritted teeth* —chemical imbalance got me twisting things

Ran, with Rindou’s glasses on his nose : oh, how someone wish this pillow is his nemesis.

— pairing;rindou haitani x reader  

— summary; you wipe the blood from rindou’s face, and the small gesture leaves him speechless

— notes;this is a birthday present for one of my best friends, @drowsydandere​. thank you for always being there for me, i really appreciate you, and i’m super glad we bonded over our love for khr!

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❋ You love your job in Bonten, you really do, but sometimes the sheer incompetence of your colleagues makes you want to tear your hair out.

❋ You’re engaged in a heated argument with one of the drivers over the phone that yes, the shipments are most certainly due today, you’ve checked the papers over three times, and if he still isn’t convinced, he can check with Koko and see for himself.

❋ Rubbing at your temples, you disengage from the call with a tired sigh. You even manage to muster a wan smile for the two executives, who are peering into your office with unabashed curiosity, most likely drawn to your raised voice and barely concealed anger. “Hello Ran, hello Rindou.”

❋ “Hello, [NAME].” Ran says, eloquent as ever when compared to his younger brother, who always seems tongue-tied in your presence. “Rough day?”

❋ “Not as rough as yours, apparently.” You say dryly, noting how the brothers are both dressed in brand-new suits, completely differently attired from when you’d last seen them. “Rindou, you still have a little blood on your face.”

❋ “Where?” Rindou says, and his voice sounds a little high when you inch closer to him, right into his personal space. All he can see is the softness of your skin, and the hair framing your face. In his fluster, his hand flies to his cheek, and begins scrubbing at what he imagines to be a patch of dried blood. “Here?”

❋ You could swear that Rindou sometimes has difficulty talking to you, and even looking at you, though you can’t imagine why. You’ve always tried to be nice to him, smiling at him whenever you pass by in the halls, bringing him cups of coffee whenever he looks particularly frazzled … Acts which Sanzu and Ran take particular pleasure in seeing you perform, Rindou much less so.

❋ “No, not there – A little to the left – You know what, just let me help.”

❋ After watching as Rindou unsuccessfully tries to clean the blood from his face, you pull out a handkerchief and start dabbing at his face. Tenderly and gently, much in the way that a loving spouse would do for their husband.

❋ If it’s even possible, you’ve inched even closer to Rindou. This close, he can smell the faint scent of your perfume, feel the warmth radiating from your skin. And you, you continue using that white square of cotton to clean the face of a hardened criminal, who finds himself rapidly softening under your careful ministrations.

❋ Ran watches his brother, and tries to muffle his smile with the back of his hand. He supposes that Rindou should count himself lucky; he would never have heard the end of it from Sanzu if the other executive had been present.

❋ Once Rindou’s skin is spotless once again, you tuck your handkerchief back into your pocket, and your suddenly graceless hand drops back to your side. Rindou still isn’t saying anything, but his face seems to be tinged pink, and your smile changes into something a touch more hesitant as you back away. 

❋ “Thank you.” Ran says, when the silence stretches on for far too long, and when it becomes clear that Rindou’s mind is still clouded by his affections for you. Ran’s smile is tinged with amusement. He tilts his head thoughtfully, letting his violet gaze linger first on you, then on Rindou. “I’m sure that my little brother would like to thank you too, once he has recovered the use of his voice.”

❋ After that, Rindou doesn’t speak to his brother for the whole day.

Y'all i think Rindou is already dead he got beaten to dead by Hakkai unknowingly. If not, I don’t know how he would die in the next chapter cuz i think it would be meaningless. Like, Wakui is just lessening the human population at this point.

Also, why am i saying this? The death hints. The death flag is like so damn high in the sky, Shinichiro might have seen it already and Kakucho might have passed by it.

The damn angel emoji.

The skull head looking down on him on Ran’s birthday illustration.

The left foot up pose on the kantou manji gang illustration.

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