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torasplanet · 4 months

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❝𝙄 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙎 𝙈𝙔 𝘾𝙊𝘾𝙊𝘼 𝘽𝙐𝙏𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙆𝙄𝙎𝙎𝙀𝙎.ᐟ❞

M. SANO + BLACK!F. READER

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ; mikey kisses his cocoa butter kisses after a rough break up so he pays you a visit to beg on his knees for forgiveness but he ends up on his knees for another purpose;)

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ; pathetic!mikey, apology sex, couch sex, oral (fem receiving), reader smells like cocoa butter, 80% plot 20% smut, unprotected sex, p in v, final timeline/racer!mikey, petnames(angel,baby, pretty, etc), mikey's jealousy problem, flirt rindou mentioned, praise, reader standing on business(not for long), this kinda ass, make-up sex, lovers to exes to lovers, angsty kinda i think, skin-color briefly mentioned

“Don’t talk to me again!”

Those were the last words you said to Mikey before kicking him out of your apartment and blocking him on everything. Hell, you even blocked him on Roblox and those words were all he was thinking about for the past three weeks, night and day.

This entire breakup was fucking with him in ways he didn’t think it could, he never thought about what would happen if you two broke up because the idea of you two splitting up was just utterly ridiculous to him but it wasn’t so ridiculous now that it had actually happened.

And it wasn't ridiculous how bad it got to him. He wasn’t showering regularly, and he was barely brushing his teeth which draken and everyone complained about because he had started smoking more often too which gave him the most unpleasant breath.

Though that wasn't the worst...Mikey had only been in one race since the break-up and lost, he crashed but luckily there was nothing but a couple of scratches on him but he was still crying, he crashed because he was thinking about you and how much he missed you. That was the moment he realized how depressed he got after you kicked him out and how much he truly missed you. Draken was the ears and eyes that heard and experienced it all, he saw how sad Mikey was and heard him complain about how he didn’t want to get up, how he didn’t want to practice, and how he just wanted to sleep. He was worried for his friend and wanted you two to get back together but the problem was, Mikey didn’t want to make an effort.

Anytime draken, baji, or literally anyone else told Mikey that he should go to you and try and convince you to get back with him, Mikey would decline. He looked like shit, smelled like shit, and probably would break down crying the moment he got to your apartment door and he knew you. You weren’t going to take him back, not after he started a huge and unnecessary argument over you hanging out with rindou at a coffee shop. You meant what you said and sure there was the slightest chance that you would take him back but…he didn’t see why you would. I mean, you really seemed like you hated him, you were talking and texting everyone but him, and you were still hanging out with everyone but when he was invited, you weren’t there. The only reason he found this out was because he heard chifuyu talking about when you, him, and Senju went to get the newest volume of your favorite manga. The volume he said he was going to buy you. And if you thought he was upset after the breakup, you should’ve seen him after he heard that.

He was in his room scrolling tiredly on Instagram but he wasn’t paying attention to anything he saw, he was too busy thinking about you and how much he missed you and seeing your pictures pop up on his feed. Mikey missed your warmth, he missed the cocoa butter smell of your body and your apartment, he missed your smile, he missed your laugh—fuck he even missed when you would accidentally hit him in his dick when you two were play-fighting. He missed the blowjobs you would give him as an apology for it too. God, he was about to cry again.

Mikey blinked away the tears as he let out a sigh but his head quickly snapped up as his door swung open slamming against the wall, he sat up running a hand through his messy unbrushed hair as he looked at four men at his doorframe “Jesus it smells like fucking ass in here.” Baji commented with his nose turning up at the strong smell of cigarettes coming from the room.

“Yeah normally it smells like sex.” Chifuyu added with a smirk forming on his face but it quickly dropped at Takemichi elbowing him in his side silently telling him to shut up “What do you want?” Mikey asked rudely while glaring at them “We’re having an intervention for you.” Takemichi answered with a nervous smile on his face and Mikey cocked an eyebrow at his friend’s words while Baji snickered at how seriously Takemichi was taking this.

“Yeah so get up, we brought snacks,” Draken said holding up a plastic bag full of dorayaki and taiyaki, he knew Mikey would just lock himself in his room until they left if none of them brought snacks or at least something that he wanted “How the hell did you guys even get in here?” Mikey asked with a sigh escaping his throat as his features softened giving into their wants, he threw his legs over the bed making Chifuyu let out a hiss at how pale they were from their usual tone, he really hadn’t been outside or probably seen sunlight in a while.

Baji shrugged his shoulder “I stole your spare a while back, you never noticed.” The long-haired male said with an evil grin on his face, Mikey groaned as he stood to his feet, he couldn’t even say he was surprised but even if he was, he couldn’t find the strength in himself to care at all.

The Sano man walked past all of them snatching the bag from draken in the process. “You smell like shit man, when was your last shower?”

“Chifuyu!”

“What? It’s true!”

Mikey rolled his eyes at their bickering while he walked to the living room plopping down on the couch “Probably like four days ago, maybe five.” The black-eyed adult said carelessly shrugging his shoulders while he dug into the bag pulling out one of the many taiyaki.

“Yeah, we really need to have a talk,” Draken said as they all sat around Mikey at fair distance from him, takemichi looked around the living room seeing many cigarette buts discarded on the table and burn marks on the dark wood “You need to get back with [y/n] right now or find some new girl,” Baji said as he watched as Mikey munched on the pastry like he hadn��t eaten in years and it wasn’t years but it had been probably a day or two, he didn’t have the energy to get up and actually make something and all the instant ramen and hot pockets were already eaten.

“I told you m’ fine,” Mikey said with a full mouth making Chifuyu cringe at the sight of chewed up food in his friend’s mouth.

Draken pinched the bridge of his nose tired of his best friend “Like we actually believe that.” He didn’t believe that Mikey was actually trying to sell this bullshit to him as if he hadn’t seen his downfall before and after the breakup in real time “You still can’t force me.” Mikey said shrugging his shoulders once again, he had sensed that his friends didn’t believe them and he didn’t blame them because the evidence of their statement was right in front of them, this entire apartment and himself were proof of his depression but they couldn’t force him to talk to you, they hadn’t managed to do that yet and they still weren’t “We can’t force you but we sure can force [y/n].” Chifuyu said with his mischievous smile returning to his face as he leaned back against the couch.

Mikey’s eyes darted to the green-eyed man confused and pondering what he meant by that, no. They wouldn’t. They wouldn’t dare bring you over here to the smelly and mess of what his apartment was. He decided to stay silent as he narrowed his eyes at his other friend before glancing at Draken “We’re not doing this because we care about you, we’re doing this because we’re tired of you smelling like shit and being depressed.” Baji said and Takemichi looked at him with a slightly shocked face “Wait I am, I’m doing it because I care.” He added raising his hand a bit earning a glare from the long-haired male.

They really were forcing him to talk to her. What a bunch of fake ass friends, they knew he didn’t want to talk to her because of how pathetic he knew he would look but the more he thought about it and looked at them, they were kind of right…he did smell like shit, he looked like shit and he was pathetic and it was all because you weren’t in his life. If he wanted to stop being so pathetic so he’d be able to go and talk to you, he’d have to talk to you in the mindset he was in now.

“Whatever.” Mikey agreed rolling his eyes as he continued to eat, he didn’t want to do it. Not at all but he missed you, he missed the way you two were and he missed his old self and the only way to get all of that back was to get you back “I don’t know why you were acting like that was so hard.” Draken said crossing his arms across his chest as a smile formed on his lips happy that Mikey had finally agreed to do it because it was the best for him right now.

“Yeah, you can get her back. Just shower first, that should be step one.” Takemichi said supportively with a large grin on his face and the rest of the men nodded in agreement at the shower part making Mikey groan aloud.

He was just glad they didn’t bring Emma because she would’ve definitely resorted to violence and forced him to get in the shower and go to your house that very second. He wondered if the guys had talked to you about this, probably asking you if you could unblock him or at least talk to him but he decided not to think about it because if they did, that’d probably make him even more depressed. After all, they had to go back to him and try to convince him once again and somehow successfully convinced him.

Mikey hoped that you weren’t as depressed as he was, you were crying during the entire argument and were sobbing by the time he left, and he was worried about you. He’d rather you be heartless and not give a damn about the breakup than know you were crying yourself to sleep about him. He didn’t blame you for the break-up, not at all, he blamed himself because if he had never gotten jealous over some stupid shit like that then you guys wouldn’t have argued and you wouldn’t have broken up with him so you had every right to cry over it even if you were the one that ended it. You deserved the biggest apology from him and he was going to give it to you.

Mikey thought you deserved the world actually and he was also willing to give you that. Anything you wanted, he gave it to you no matter how pricey it was. Oh, you’re upset? He’s on his way with all of your favorite things and some head to make you feel better. It was funny actually, he was willing to give you the entire world, and yet he was practicing how to apologize to you for being an ass without crying.

He stood at your apartment door staring at the brown wooden door while contemplating if he should really be here or not, mikey had taken a shower, and brushed his teeth after what, three weeks? He even put a little cologne on to cover up the fact that his clothes reeked with the smell of nicotine and smoke, he wore a plain black hoodie that his cigarette burns littered on it and shorts, they were the ones that smelled less disgusting than the others from chifuyu and takemichi’s judgment but…would it be good enough for you? Would you not smell it with the amount of cologne he put on even with how little they stunk? It was one of the many questions that were wandering throughout his head as he continued to stand there.

Mikey released a small breath deciding to do it, he was already here, showered, brushed his teeth, and felt a bit better about himself after all of that so what’s the worst that could happen? You might slam the door in his face as soon as you see him but it's fine! Totally fine…

His hand rose to knock on the door lightly but hard enough so you could hear it if you were in your room, he knew how sometimes you couldn’t hear knocks on the door if you were that far away. It felt like his heart was a bomb and every fast beat was the seconds counting down until he exploded and it felt like there were only three seconds left but then the door opened slightly revealing his lord and savior, you peeking through the small crack of the door. You were in your pajamas and had your bonnet on, figures, it was nine o’clock at night.

You were surprised to see him and stared at him while you leaned against the wall “What do you want?” You asked lowly glancing away from him before making eye contact once again, you weren’t going to slam the door in his face or tell him to get out or any of that stuff. You wanted to hear him out or at least see what he wanted “I’m sorry [y/n].” Mikey practically whispered as he looked at you with dismay in the dark pools that were his eyes, you’ve never seen that much sadness in Mikey’s eyes before. As many times as you made eye contact with him and found yourself lost in his void-like eyes, he never looked this depressed, not when Emma and draken got married, not when he lost one of his races, never. He truly looked sorry like he regretted everything that had happened up to this point.

One of your manicured hands went to the doorframe instead of the doorknob and you held onto it as you widened the door a bit poking your face out more “Mikey…” “I really am, I swear. I regret everything I did and everything I said.” You weren’t even able to get more than his name out before he planted his hand on the door pushing it open a bit wider, you remembered that night. All the things he accused you of doing with rindou, all the things he called you and you especially remembered when you had to force him out of the door and throw his shit out a few minutes after because he wouldn’t get off the doorknob jangling it and telling you to let him back in.

“Are you really?” You asked as you opened the door completely allowing him to see inside the apartment, the apartment he so desperately craved to be in every moment of the day since he left it.

The smell of cocoa butter flooded his nostrils as he took in the sight of the dimly lit living room before his eyes went back to you and your cute pajamas “I am baby, I’m so fucking sorry.” The black-haired male said grabbing your hands and cupping them in between both of his freezing cold hands, he walked closer to you as you backed up letting him completely inside the apartment and the door slammed shut behind him soon after. You looked at him sympathetically as you saw tears develop in his eyes glazing them over, you didn’t want to forgive him. You really didn’t.

Senju told you not to and that he didn’t deserve you. She told you that his jealousy issues were a problem and don’t even get me started on what she said when you told her that he accused you of fucking rindou. But…you knew Mikey better than she did and you knew how much he cared about his family and friends and you.

He wouldn’t stay with you for years if he didn’t. All of the nights you two spent together weren’t just for nothing. You remembered all the times you two stayed up late together because you couldn’t sleep and he didn’t want you to be alone even if he had a very important race in the morning, he’d always insist that you came first and he wasn’t going to sleep until you were asleep.

The times he loved you and the times he showed it outweighed the times he acted like he didn’t and it was the reason you wanted to hear him out in the first place. “You’re my everything, my world. I don’t know what I was thinking yelling at you like that but I regret it, I don’t want to have to live without you.” The Sano male continued allowing his tears to fall, they didn’t look like fake tears, it didn’t look like he was just trying to guilt trip you, they looked real and the wavering in his voice along with the voice cracks added to that. In all honesty, you didn’t want to live without him either.

You’ve never imagined yourself in any universe without him, every time you thought ahead in the future, he was always there right by your side and when you made him leave. Everything felt…wrong. The silence and emptiness of your apartment made you sick, walking around your house and failing to see Mikey's flip-flops discarded by the front door or somewhere in your room felt weird because they were always somewhere but now they weren’t. His words were enough to make you start crying and hug him tightly but you didn’t and continued to stare at him with sympathy in your eyes and a bit of lust, it was a bit sadistic how you managed to find him attractive even when he was in such a pathetic state “Prove it.” Mikey’s eyes widened slightly at this.

“Of course baby, you want me to buy you a new bag or somethin’?” The black-haired male offered as a small smile appeared on his face, he didn’t care if you asked him to buy you a yacht, he’d get it for you even if he ended up in horrible debt. You shook your head as you walked backward toward the living room with him following you, your hands still in between both of his. You sit on the couch and he stands in front of you before lowering himself to his knees looking up at you for a command or a request. He'd do anything that you wanted as long as it meant he could have you.

“I want you.” The words were quiet as you slipped your hands away from his before resting on the soft plush fabric of the couch.

Mikey’s hands rested on your thighs as he continued to look up at you, he was going to give you an apology and whatever else you wanted, and apparently, sex is the apology you wanted. He wasn’t against it, make up sex was his favorite sex with you but he wondered how different this would be because it wasn’t make up sex after an argument, this was an attempt at forgiveness from you.

He didn’t say anything and just reached for the hem of your pajama pants before gently pulling them down to your ankles then off completely tossing them somewhere on the floor “Missed you too y’know.” You said as you watched Mikey hoist your legs up on his shoulders “She missed me more I think.” He responded getting closer to your crotch before pressing a soft kiss on your clothed cunt smiling at the wet spot there.

He knew you were a freak but he didn’t know you were that much of a freak that you would get wet at his tears “Didn’t miss you more than I did.” Mikey was glad that you missed him too, probably not as much as he missed you but you still missed him and it meant something. It meant the chance of you taking him back was almost an indefinite yes regardless if he gave you head or not but he still wanted to.

It’d seal the deal even more and, he gets to taste you after weeks of not getting anything. “Missed this so much baby, you don’t even know,” Mikey admitted as he pulled down your panties tossing them away with your pants, he took in the even stronger smell of cocoa butter and the nice brown shade of your thighs and then he looked up at you with dried tears on his face seeing the teariness in yours and how you sniffled trying not to cry “My baby.” He mutters reaching out one of his hands to hold onto yours before he slowly lowered his face into your cunt wasting no time to get to licking and sucking almost biting with how fast he was going, you really didn’t know how much he missed you, and your pretty pussy but now you did.

Soft moans slipped from your lips as Mikey's free hand roamed up and down your thigh soothingly like he wasn’t absolutely devouring you right now “M…Manjiro…” You moaned out lightly as you leaned back against the couch throwing your head back.

Fuck how much he loved when you used his actual name. His jeans were tight and he felt a wet spot in his boxers from the amount of pre-cum that was leaking from his tip, he might of even cum in his pants and didn't know it. It almost hurt from the neglect but that didn’t matter, he didn’t matter, only you mattered.

Your hand sprinted to his head tangling your fingers in his thick black hair that had been brushed for the first time in probably two weeks just for you to run your fingers through it and mess it all up. You noticed from the start of your relationship that Mikey always made sure he was looking the best for you, you’d walk into the room and he’d straighten his back and fix whatever annoyed or upset facial expression he had to smile at you so you didn’t think it was because of you. Emma always told you how he never cared about how he looked when going out until you popped up and he made sure he was looking the best. He had to for his best girl even if you weren’t really his girl right now.

“Fuck, you have no idea how much you mean to me.” The dark-eyed adult muttered sending vibrations up your spine, your back arched as your grip on his hand tightened. Your pretty moans were enough to make him cum in his pants right there like a little virgin getting head for the first time but he didn’t, he wanted to cum when he was inside you. When he was the closest to you when you two were practically like one person, where you couldn’t leave him.

You hummed in pleasure “You’re t-the–ughhh! T-the one who doesn’t know! I love–fuck–you more than anyone ‘jiroooo.” You whined out as if you were losing your mind. It was the truth, you loved him more than anyone and it hurt you so badly when he accused you of being unfaithful to him with rindou because you’d never and the fact that he couldn’t see how upset you were during the argument made you even more upset and made you do what you did.

Mikey didn’t respond and kept eating you out as your thighs squeezed his head.

Mikey felt his cock get even harder as the tip rubbed against the silk fabric of his boxers, fuck he was going to cum. Mikey shut his eyes tightly as he moaned into your pussy his fingers digging into the soft brown flesh of your thighs.

He blinked up at you once again feeling himself cumming in his pants. The sight of your eyes rolling to the back of your head and your mouth open letting out soft whimpers and breaths was probably enough to make him cum again. “Fuck.” Mikey whispered before raising his head from your cunt and replacing his tongue with two of his fingers, it didn’t take him long to start pumping them while continuing to give your clit attention with his thumb painting little circles on your bundle of nerves.

He leaned up your legs till on his shoulders giving him more access to finger you deeper almost hitting your cervix and pressed his lips to your soft ones that was trying to stop spilling moans so you could kiss your ex boyfriend.

Mikey was moaning simply at the kiss with his cock twitching once more in his pants while you two started to softly make out while you continued moaning into his mouth. He missed this so much, not just kissing while having sex but kissing in general.

Kissing you was the few times he was able to relax and be vulnerable melting into the kiss and whatever position both of you were in. He loved it and he loved breaking it to see your face after and how in love you looked when staring at him with that silly smile on your face. Mikey wondered if you were going to look at him like that this time, with such eyes filled with desire and care.

He broke the kiss his eyes fluttering open to see you looking at him with your narrowed eyes full of tears and some running down your fucked out face and whines escaping your throat, he wasn’t sure if it was because you wanted another kiss or because of the fingering but all he could focus on was your eyes widening to look at him better with endearment and delight pooling in your irises along with the tears.

A smile found its way on Mikey’s face, he got closer to you kissing away the tears that were rolling down the apples of your cheeks, your face smelled even sweeter than your thighs.

“Don’t cry pretty baby.” He muttered as he continued to kiss the little drops away, the saltiness of your tears resting on his lips and a bit falling onto his tongue. All this did was make you cry more, you were practically full-on sobbing right now, you missed him so much and this was the first time you were seeing him in a while. All you've wanted to do in these past days was just jump into his arms and cry apologizing profusely.

That combined with all the affection he was showing you right now was making you barely able to breathe with the tears and moans you were choking on.

You took your free hand and gripped his jaw before kissing him sloppily again nearly making your teeth knock into his, this kiss was harsher and sloppier than the first because you both craved more of each other. Having to be deprived of all the kisses, the cuddles, and the sex made you incredibly horny and lustful and now that you’ve got it, you weren’t settling for just one soft kiss but it didn’t really last long.

You broke the kiss with your mouth widening because you felt yourself coming undone on his fingersband of course, Mikey saw this coming “My angel's cumming?” He muttered tucking his face into the crook of your neck and planting small kisses at the base of your neck “Mhm! Y-yeah, yeah!” You yelped eagerly bucking your hips into his palm as he smiled into your neck “Go ahead, angel.” With those words, the bubble in your stomach popped and you squirted all over his hand and wrist with a yell escaping your throat, Mikey’s eyes widened at the mess you made on him as he pulled his fingers out getting a whine from your throat.

His fingers were damn near dripping with your cum and he smiled at the sight, he stuck out his tongue and put his fingers on them his tastebuds being overcome with your taste that he had gotten so used to over the year's that it was like drinking water to him.

“Guess my pretty baby really missed me.” He said looking back at you and continuing that kiss once again making you taste yourself.

Your hands clasped the sides of his face as you deepened the kiss before you rotated the two of you so that you lay back on the couch with him on top of you, Mikey began to fumble with the hem of his shorts while kicking his flip flops off on the floor “You good with this pretty?” He whispered in between breaths through the kiss while he slid his shorts and boxers off, you eagerly nodded not opening your eyes or wanting to break the kiss anymore. Mikey had already cum once but he was rock hard again and was ready for another round with you "Say it. I want you to say it." Mikey whispered again breaking the kiss and staring down at you.

You stared back at him your eyes still glossy with tears "I want you to fuck me, Manjiro." You said earning a grin from Mikey, he pressed a kiss to your cheek right under your eye.

“I missed you, baby, missed how good you smell.” Mikey repeated as his hands went to your knees, he spread your legs to give himself access as he broke the kiss sitting up straight on his knees.

You smiled at the compliment as you placed your hands on the sides of his face again while he aligned himself with your cunt.

Mikey loved to compliment you. It was like he complimented you for his own happiness because it was every moment of every day when you two were together that he was worshipping and praising you and even when coming here to apologize, on his knees to beg for forgiveness, he was still complimenting you but maybe that was because he was on his knees for an entirely different reason a few minutes ago.

You grunted as he pushed himself inside “I..ugnh…love you so much.” He muttered putting his face on your neck while you wrapped your arms around his neck “Love you too…y’know I’d never cheat on you right?” You muttered as he slowly began to move, he raised his head from your neck to look at you with hurt in his eyes “Of course, I trust you…I don’t know why I got so mad and said that…” Mikey started trying his hardest not to moan while you did not attempt to hide your own while you continued to look up at him “Then…w…why did–mhmmm! Y-you get s’ mad…?” The words came out as moans and whines while you held onto the back of his neck blinking for long periods because of the pleasure.

“I don’t know angel…I just, fuck. I know h-how he is a…ha! And it just got to me…” Mikey answered, you knew what he meant. You knew rindou too and you knew how he was with women, sure, ran was even worse than him being a player who somehow was still lazy and whatnot but rindou was still a flirt and Mikey didn’t like that.

He still shouldn’t have taken that out on you though “M’ sorry, so fuckin’ sorry.” The Sano male panted as he rocked back and forth his hands placed by your head to hold himself up “S’ okay, I for-forgive you…” You managed to moan out surprised at the words coming out clearly, Mikey didn’t respond and just quickened his pace making you throw your head back against the cushions stretching your neck while your back arched high in the air.

Your arms fell limb onto the couch above your head as you squeezed your eyes shut tight with every hit to your cervix, your bonnet now long gone somewhere either on the floor or on the couch, you didn’t care, you weren’t going to sleep right now anyway not with Mikey stretching out your walls and his moaning and groaning in your ear about how sorry he was and how beautiful you are in this state.

Mikey’s hand went to your button-up pajama shirt and began to unbutton it quickly by tearing it open and popping off a few buttons which you whined about as you looked at your shirt that was now open revealing your bra which Mikey had snuck his hand under groping your chest.

“I’ll buy you another shirt, fuck. I’ll buy you a whole damn new set if that's what you want!” Mikey said moaning at the end of his sentence with his voice getting higher as he closed his eyes with strands of his black hair sticking to his forehead.

Your back arched once more and you bucked your hips up feeling yourself cumming once more due to the Sano male “G-god!” You stammered your hands coming down to your sides and gripping the fabric of the cushions while Mikey squeezed on your tit, you tightened around him cumming once again but he didn’t.

Your walls fluttered around him as your eyes rolled to the back of your head feeling Mikey's nonstop thrusts his tip hitting that spongy spot over and over. "A-Ah!" You moaned.

He moaned at the feeling of you cumming but kept going but it only took a few thrusts for him to burst “Fuck! I love you!” He shouted with his hands flying to your hips pushing them down onto the couch as he coated your walls white with his seed, he stared down at you for a second or two before allowing himself to fall onto your chest with one last curse falling from his lips as you breathed heavily.

Mikey let out deep breaths as he turned his head up to look at you “Take me back?” He asked lowly still regaining his breath and you made eye contact with him before a smile formed on your face “Of course.”

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❝ 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ?! ❞ - 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨

- 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟖𝐭𝐡 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟑 𝟗:𝟑𝟎𝐩𝐦

★ 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐲. (𝐒𝐡𝐲!𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

“See you later (Y/N)! Be safe tonight.” (Random name) said waving bye as you did the same with a smile on your face, “You too (Random Name)!” They chuckled in return walking out the door hearing the bell chime as the door opened and closed. You sighed to yourself looking at the empty bakery deciding to close up early tonight, no one’s gonna come in this late anyway. You thought walking into the back to grab a dust pan and broom getting started to sweep, it was completely silent through out the bakery except your quiet hums humming to a song. You continued to sweep around the room cleaning up any trash that was on the floor, any lost items or what not, when you got done sweeping you went towards the display that had the delicious goodies on display, sliding open the glass door starting to remove them putting them in container boxes to ship out to the shelter.

9:30pm

You smiled at the thought of their faces lighting up when seeing you drop off your pastries, it warms your heart every time you would go to deliver them. Remembering all their praises saying how good and well done your sweets tasted, you giggled remembering the time when the kids practically begged you to stay and bake for them. As you continued to be in your thoughts you didn’t realize the bell chimed till hearing a soft groan approach after, you froze in your place thinking if you should see who it was or call the police…..I’ll call the police.

You quickly whipped out your phone to dial 911, peaking up from the glass counter to see who the person came in was..only to come to your surprise that it was a white haired man with blood dripping from his shirt onto your floor. Your eyes widened at the sight dropping your phone onto the ground surprised and confused. There’s a man..in my bakery..with a stab wound!? Your heart began speeding up of what to do, should i call an ambulance..should i help? You didn’t know what to do!! You were freaking out confused of what to do, you can’t just leave him there bleeding out onto your floor he’ll die!.

Your eyes were stuck on him as you walked slowly from the counter making your way towards him, “M-Maybe we should call an ambula-“ “No.” He interrupted shaking his head as he clenched onto the wound with a pained face making your eyebrows furrow, “But you’re bleeding out..really bad. If you loose anymore blood you’ll die.” You said with wide eyes imagining this man dying on your floor, in response he chuckled looking at you through his bangs with low lidded eyes shaking his head once again, “Like i said..no ambulance. If i can get to my friend i’ll be fine,” He said standing up straight but you weren’t convinced, you don’t know how far or who this friend is but anymore walking and using up his energy he’ll pass out. Biting your lip in conflict you thought..if i let him leave he’ll die..ugh! Just thinking about a person dying made your heart wretch, thinking of a final answer you grabbed ahold of his arm placing it over your shoulder,

“Then I’ll help you.”

Oh man. Who knew your night would end up like this, YOU didn’t that’s for sure. You dragged the unknown white haired man to the back of your bakery placing him ontop of a old box leaning him against the wall hearing a grunt of pain, telling him a small sorry as you turned around to get your supplies. You grabbed some bandages, cleaning wipe, scissors and alcohol, when you came back you cleared your throat placing the stuff down next to you looking at him who looked back at you, you nervously walked towards him kneeling in front of him looking up at him, “Uhm..is it okay if i cut off your shirt? I have to look at the wound and i don’t want to hurt you by pulling off your shi- oh!.” You didn’t even finish your sentence before the man pulled off his shirt throwing it besides him looking at you with a raised brow, you cleared your throat averted your eyes away from those..nice and beautiful ab- GET IT TOGETHER.

“Well that works too..uhm this might hurt.” You mumbled pouring some alcohol on the cleaning pad dapping the blood up from his skin hearing his hiss in pain, automatically you pulled your hand away, “I’m sorry! Just bare with me..” You said starting to feel bad now, the man looked down at you with a grin seeing how shy and hesitant you are. She’s cute..he thought. Once you finished up dapping up all the blood you could finally see the wound, you leaned forward a little to see how bad it was and..well.

It’s bad.

It was deep..like real deep. How is this guy still alive?. “He’s gonna need stitches.” You mumbled not realizing you spoke out loud till he groaned playfully saying, “I hate stitches, they’re a pain in the ass really.” Your eyes widened looking at him fast, “How’d you know i-.” “You we’re talking out loud.” What is up with this guy and interrupting? in response you said a small oh biting your lip, “Yeah sorry..I think out loud a lot. It’s just been a habit for a minute.” You chuckled lowly leaning over to grab the clear gloves and the tools to stitch him up, he chuckled as well shifting on the box. “Yeah?.” You nodded your head leaning forward to get started, “Yep, been a habit ever since i was 7. I don’t know why i do it but when i do it’s really..embarrassing, so sorry in advance if i do speak out loud.”

You were one apologetic person.

The man grunted feeling the needle go through his wounded spot, nodded in response. “You do say sorry a lot, that a habit too?.” He raised a brow tilting his head waiting for a response, rolling your eye to yourself hearing that cocky tone, “That as well,” He hummed leaning back against the wall continuing a conversation with you and in all honesty..he was growing interested in you. He learned this bakery he walked into was yours, you were a collage student at Japan University for baking and that you moved down here recently, vividly a good year ago. He didn’t realize he was done getting his stitches done till you said something, he looked down at the closed wound with a smirk looking back up at you, “You really know your stuff huh? You sure you’re not going to school for nursing?.” You laughed shaking your head taking off the gloves, “No, i just know some stuff since my mom was a doctor. Growing up she used to show me how to do some stuff and well stitching people up was something.” You shrugged with a small smile throwing away the gloves as he got up from the box with a groan standing fully to his size. When you turned around your eyes almost shot out of your socket by how tall he was, at least 6’1 or 6’2.

A hot guy + height + ABS? Maybe God is on your side tonight.

You were stuck by how tall he was and the fact he’s STILL shirtless you were staring, hard. The man grinned watching you check him out chuckling taking you out of your trance, “If you like what you see doll face take a pic.” If you were able to blush right now your face would’ve been red as a tomato getting caught like that, you cleared your throat heavy blinking away to look at anything but him, “I-I wasn’t checking you out.” You tried to dismiss but the man was no idiot, plus you were clearly making it obvious, this wasn’t anything new that yet another girl got caught checking him out but for some odd reason when it was you it was..different? The way your beautiful (E/C) eyes would go wide whenever something surprised you (He caught on with that), and the way you would go shy.

You were cute. He wasn’t even going to deny that. He had to make sure when he’s clear from the tension and regroup with his crew, he would come back to see you and have a proper conversation without him practically bleeding half the death in the back of your bakery. The man snorted reaching to grab his blooded shirt walking up to you to face you, you tensed up smelling his cologne go through your nose feeling hot. You looked down to avoid his stare but he picked up your chin with two fingers staring directly into your eyes.

He liked eye contact.

“If it weren’t for you doll face i would’ve been dead, but i’m not. So thanks.” You gulped down that giant lump in your throat feeling your voice get stuck, he was so close! You nodded your head rapidly as if it’s a you’re welcome hearing him chuckle pulling back from you. “By the way.”

“Names Gojo. Satoru Gojo.”

❝ 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 ! ❞ -𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚

- 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝟏𝟖𝐭𝐡 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟑 𝟏𝟏:𝟎𝟎𝐩𝐦

✩ 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞. (𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐲𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐫!𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

You’ve heard of him before. What was it again? Ah..Sukuna Ryomen

Bastard was a known name around Shibuya, known for being the DK. Drift King, he was known for his drifting skills and high tension racing style. If you ever tried to challenge him you’d either end up with your car being taken or being recked, 90% of the time you’ll end up having your car recked into shambles which is why no one had the balls to challenge him. Ryomen couldn’t get beat at his own game especially when it’s his own turf, he knows the start to finish. Memorized it like a book.

Which is why you are here now. To see for yourself of how special this “King” really is, you heard from a group of girls say he was about to race coming up next getting a front row seat of the action. You were leaned against your car eating a pocky stick waiting for the king to show up which didn’t take long by the loud cheers and people coming into view crowding a car, you took a bite from the stick turning your head to see where he was and he was there. You raised a brow watching his car come into view, it was a Nissan 350oz with a invidia Q300 muffler exhaust. You watched as the black car rode past you not missing the fact he checked you out with a shit eating grin, you scoffed at the interaction but couldn’t help but to admit he was a hot guy.

11:00pm

You got up from your car to make your way to where everyone else was to watch the race. You were sat up in a pretty nice spot getting a good view, you picked out another pocky stick chewing down at it watching as the starter girl went to the center hearing the cheers get louder. Let the race begin. You saw the girl raise her hands in the air swaying her hips in circles smirking at the cars rumbling their engines before raising them down hearing the tires screech as they took off, from watching that first corner seeing how perfectly he drifted around it going down to the fourth level you just knew the people were right.

He really was the king.

When the race ended you went down to the first level to see the after math and surprisingly the car wasn’t recked but the guy did loose. You saw Ryomen hold up the keys to the guys car with a shit grin hearing people cheer for him, it was like music to his ears. You have to admit you were impressed, he was the shit and people weren’t lying when he said he was the King for a reason, but since you’re in town..you got something cooking up. You grinned throwing away your empty box making your way towards the crowd, you pushed past the crowd making your way towards the middle spotting him leaning against his car smoking a blunt in celebration. You raised a brow “You up for a second race?.” You shouted over the cheers hearing the cheers go quiet hearing you speak watching his attention go to you. Whispers started to appear as Sukuna raised a brow taking the stick out his mouth feeling smoke leave his mouth as he stood up straight looking at you, “You gotta bet you wanna put up?”He trailed nodding towards you, “Or you just wanna race the King to impress?” You shrugged placing your hands into your pockets, “100millon yen plus my car, winner takes all.” The crowd gasped at the bet you put out surprised you had the balls to challenge him, Sukuna took another smoke out of the blunt keeping eye contact with you smirking. “For a girl like you, you sure have balls to put up a bet like that doll face.” You shrugged your shoulders walking up to him, keeping his eyes trailed on you stopping in front of him looking at him. “I mean if you’re scared that’s totally fine King, but if you’re willing to race me i’ll be upstairs waiting for you.” You whispered leaning up close to his ear, “If you don’t wanna be beat by a girl that is.” You grinned taking the blunt out his mouth taking a smoke of it, blowing the smoke into his face before turning around with a chuckle hearing a growl leave his mouth.

You were waiting at the starting line with a lot of people already surrounded around the parking garage, you examined the space snorting at the sight. Did i really excite this many people? Clicking your tongue you huffed, you waited a few minutes before hearing a loud engine arrive besides you. He was finally here. You looked over at him seeing that he was already looking over at you, grinning in response you made a kissy face wanting to piss him off even more which worked seeing how he clicked his tongue facing back to the front. You did the same watching the starter girl go to center staring at both cars with a grin on her face, she pointed towards Sukuna’s car hearing it rumble in response soon moving to point towards your car as you revved it as well seeing her arms go up. One hand was on your steering wheel as the other on the stick, the loud exhausts echoed through your ears as you watched her sway her hips,

When she pulled down her arms you both took off at the same time feeling your car jerk forward, when you saw the first corner coming up you moved your stick up as well as lifting the break up drifting swiftly and perfectly around it in sync with Sukuna, quick to pull the break down grabbing your stick to put it back in drive taking off down the fourth floor.

It was a tight and close race to the finish, you and Sukuna never leaving sides as you kept up with him. It shocked everyone by how close you were kept up with him, no one has ever been that close with Sukuna and for the first time in years you’re the first one to do so. As it came to an end you both ended up crossing the finishing line making it a draw between the both, you turned your wheel to park it as he did the same, getting out the car leaning against it with crossed arms. He walked towards you with an impressed look, he was pissed don’t get him wrong but he was impressed with this one.

With you.

You’re a very interesting person, interesting girl at that. He saw that cocky look of yours appear as he came closer scoffing at the sight, he couldn’t even be mad at you. You’re a fantastic racer he just couldn’t..and to add on you were hot as fuck he couldn’t stop checking you out. You spotted this and smirked, “I know i’m hot you don’t have to keep checking me out.” He chuckled at the cocky response shrugging, “Cocky shit.” You clicked your tongue with a grin turning around to open your car door placing your leg up but before getting in you turned around to face him looking him and down.

Gotta admit he was one attractive bastard.

Sukuna’s eyes trailed to your exposed leg seeing how your skirt raised up a little smirking seeing you check him out too, “Checking me out too huh?” He questioned watching you nod your head shooting him wink before getting back into your car, rolling down your window to say, “Names (Y/N) by the way, expect to see me again. King.” With that you drove out of the garage leaving a good name for yourself in that garage and leaving the King himself impressed.

He can’t wait to see you again.

❝ 𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫 ! ❞ - 𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢

- 𝖠𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗅 𝟤𝟧𝗍𝗁 𝟤𝟢𝟢𝟥 𝟣𝟢:𝟥𝟢𝗉𝗆

☆ 𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧. (𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐟!𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

By the looks of this building you might’ve hit the jack pot on this. You were stood outside of this giant building outside of Shibuya that some guy gave you the address to it to go, you looked down at the paper in your hand to see if you were at the right building and you were. You snorted grumbling up the paper and putting it into your pocket spotting where to get started.

10:30pm

You could go through the front door but that was too obvious and you might get caught, you squinted your eyes to see if you could find an open window aannnddd you did. “Fucking amateurs.” You chuckled going towards a pipe line that leads directly to the window on the second window. You looked around to see if you could see anyone which you didn’t putting up your hood going towards the pipe to start climbing. You grunted as you gripped onto the roof to the second floor pulling yourself up quick to go inside quietly as possible, when you made it inside your eyes went wide as you looked at where you were. You were inside a garage!? This guy must be filthy rich, you grinned to yourself looking at the three cars that were parked inside, you looked over to see if there were any loose car parts and to your luck there was. You looked around to spot any camera’s and luckily there were non? Ha! “Dumbasses.” You mumbled walking over to car parts looking at them, by the looks of it you could make at least 50million yen all together. You were gonna eat good with this money.

You started to pick up the parts putting it into the bag, collecting one by one. You were too busy putting the parts into the bag you didn’t notice a red light recording you..it was a hidden camera that you didn’t know about. When you collected the last pieces of the parts you heard foot steps coming to the garage, you looked at the door seeing a light turn on quickly zipping up the duffel bag throwing it out the window onto the roof top, you were half way out the window before the lights turned on making you tense up, shit!. The person who walked in spotted you making a run for it, “Stop right there!” You turned around to see a man in a suit pointing a gun towards you, you grinned going out the window hearing the bullets shoot at the wall making a dash for it.

The guy ran over towards the window seeing you run down the road with the stolen car parts cussing under his breath. He backed up from the window going towards the office feeling his air get stuck. He always hated coming up here..the boss was really..you could say scary. He cleared his throat before walking into the office spotting the boss looking at a loose car part with focused eyes, he bowed in respect clearing his throat. “Sir, there was a robbery in the second garage. Most of the car p-parts were stolen but most are still there.” The boss raised a brow with a hum turning his gaze towards the man, “Did you catch them.” He asked and he shook his head, “N-No sir. But the hidden camera did.” He snorted setting the car part down on his desk leaning against it.

“Find them.”

It’s been a week since you stole the cart parts and they still haven’t found you yet. You don’t wanna jinx yourself by saying it but i mean.. it is is the truth, the stolen cart parts made you money for a good month, probably over 50 thousand yen? Apparently when you showed the guy the car parts some of them were too old and some of them were new which only summed you up to 50 thousand instead of 50 million. But you were still set for the next month till you had to get back to the job, you were in your garage as it was 11:00 at night finishing up your bike, you took the bolt from the table, putting it into its designed spot screwing it on, grunting doing the last twist leaning back to look at the work you did smirking at your accomplishment. All you had to do now was get tires and you’re set, you threw down the wrench into your tool box standing up from the chair to grab your rag, wiping your hands off. When you were done doing that you placed the rag down walking over to the lights turning them off, going back inside.

Damn it’s already 11? You thought checking the time on the oven that read 11:05am, you yawned walking towards your bedroom but paused mid way hearing something coming from your room, you paused in your tracks with furrowed eyebrows. Without taking your eyes off your door you walked backwards towards the kitchen grabbing a kitchen knife, going to your door. You walked slowly almost tip toeing trying to stay quiet as possible, your room door was already creaked open taking this as an advantage to see who the hell was in your room.

You leaned against the wall leaning your head towards the creak to spot a tall man with short spiky black hair wearing a black shirt and black sweat pants, your eyes went wide for a sec..this dude is big. His back was facing the door as it looked like he was holding something up, you squinted your eyes to get a closer look to see what it was..and it was a picture of your parents. The photo you had placed down for a reason, seeing a glance of the photo you felt rage remembering the memories from that picture. You took a step forward to open the door going up behind him, close enough to be close to his back raising the knife to stab him but- “I wouldn’t do that if i were you.” He said freezing in place mid way with the knife held up, you stayed quiet, confused of how he knew you were there?, i mean i was quiet wasn’t i? The man turned his head over his shoulder to spot the knife in your hand with a raised brow, “A kitchen knife?” He questioned, you glared at him taking a strike at him trying to stab him but almost in a instant he dodged it taking the knife out of your hold, knocking you to the ground pining you to the hard floor with the knife to your neck.

He smirked seeing the frustration in your face, “What a pity.” He scoffed trailing the knife along your neck feeling the small blades scratch again, “Where are the car parts.” He asked keeping eye contact with you as you stayed quiet throwing glares at him, when he didn’t get an answer he digged the knife down more against your neck making you wince, If i don’t answer him i might end up dead..fuck. “I sold them.” Sold them? He hummed in response, “You may not know me..but your parents did.” You snarled moving under him at him mentioning your parents, “Don’t you dare..” He snorted at your reaction pushing his knee down more onto your leg keeping you still, “You see, your parents owed me a bunch of money. At least 100 million yen, and since they’re..gone i can’t get that money.” You scoffed, “Then what does this have to do with me? Because i stole your car parts? Look man if you want them so bad i’ll- ack!” You got interrupted by a hand being on your neck cutting you off from talking, “I don’t care about the damn cart parts i want my money.” He snarled leaning closer to you getting a whiff of his cologne, “Your parents has kept many secrets from you and this one screwed them up, if you haven’t known your father was a gang leader who stole, destroyed and killed. He owed me thousands of money but since he’s no longer here..you’re taking his place. You’re gonna be my racer, win the races i put you in, win the money and i’ll let you live your normal life.” Your eyes went wide at the confession the man said to you. Dad was a gang leader..? And now i’m stuck cleaning up his mess?? unfuckingbelivable. You stared into the black orbs that were already staring back at you with a bored expression waiting for an answer, “And what if i don’t?.” He chuckled clicking his tongue, “Deny it and i’ll make your life hell. Everything you’ve accomplished will be gone in a snap, so i suggest you agree to it so nothing happens.” If i don’t agree to it..everything will be gone..you clicked your tongue sighing in response i have no choices but to agree to it., “Fine, leave my life alone and i’ll do it. Deal?” He smirked taking his hand off your neck.

“Deal.”

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