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okkalo · 3 months
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“share, you asshole,” you groaned, tugging the blanket towards yourself. despite your attempt, the blanket barely budged, your boyfriend’s heavy and much stronger body keeping the warmth to himself.
ran groaned, showing he was upset with the ruckus you were currently causing as he turned further so his back was fully towards you. along the way, the blanket burrowed itself further under his body, making it so that it was near impossible to steal.
“ran! stop being a brat!” you continued to complain, making sure to be loud so that he couldn’t just ignore you.
“shut up,” he whined right back, nuzzling further into his pillow.
you huffed through your nose, cursing the cold room around you and your sleepy boyfriend in front of you. you sat still for a second, your eyes struggling to stay open as you found the darkness around you trying to lull you to sleep. in the stillness, you thought of an idea.
you shook the bed lightly as you crawled over the mountain of the man in front of you, your foot digging to pave a way between him and the blanket. ran could only smirk, holding back his laugh as you wiggled your way in between him and the blanket, your body closer than ever. after minutes of struggle, you managed to sandwich yourself between the two piles of warmth, a rough sigh leaving your lips.
“you that desperate to love me?” he teased in a sleepy voice, looking down as you snuggled into his chest. you couldn’t help but think you played right into his hands at his smug expression and the way he hugged you impossibly closer.
“shut up, you blanket hog.”
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prncessrindou · 5 days
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KISS ME THRU THE PHONE, ran haitani ♱
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♱ CONTENT WARNING . . fem!reader, ran is in jail (after getting arrested in Tenjiku), phone sex, fingering, (reader touches themselves for ran) and pet names.
♱ authors note . . I got inspiration from the song called Kiss Me Thru The Phone by Soulja Boy (listen to it and you’ll see what I mean lol)
♱ repost from wakashawty
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“You have a collect call from .. Ran Haitani .. do you accept the charges?” The operator said and you quickly touched the bottom to be connected with your boyfriend. You haven’t heard from him since he was arrested and for some reason you’re kind of anxious to speak with him.
“Hi, pretty thing,” Ran’s voiced through the other end and you got butterflies in your stomach. His voice seemed much deeper than usual and it made you rub your thighs together.
“Hi, Ran .. h- how have you been?” You questioned, laying back on your mattress and getting comfortable. “Hm, I’m better since I’m talking to my favorite girl.” He said, you could tell he had a sly grin on his face and indeed he did . “How have you been though? You still working your ass off in college?” Ran questions, leaning against the painted wall of his cell unit.
You smiled, “of course I am. I have so many assignments that’s due and I’m nowhere near finished with any of them and I haven’t been getting any sleep. College is draining and m’ so tired.”
Ran chuckled through the phone, “told your ass to quit and I’ll take care of you.”
“How? You’re currently in jail!”
“I have my connections .. you must forget who I am?”
You rolled your eyes at his cockiness and bit your bottom lip, “I know exactly who you are, Ran.”
“Heh, you better.” He said, he suddenly turned around to take a look to see if anyone was behind or around him and no one was around because most of them seemed to be into the television or in their cells. Good, he thought to himself.
“Say, princess, what are you wearing right now?” Ran asked, his voice low and almost seductive.
“Oh, um, a pink night gown.”
Ran licked his lips, his hand going down to his clothed shaft. “Shit, girl, if I was there I’d rip that shit off in a heartbeat. You wearing any panties?”
His words made your pussy pulse. “No .. I don’t have any on.” You said almost in a whisper, you began imagining Ran tearing off your gown and toying with your bare cunt.
“Yeah? Be a good girl and play with it fa’ me.” Ran mutters, his hand squeezing his harden clothed cock.
“Mmh—” you moaned softly, your fingers touching your bare pussy and slowly sliding in your wet folds. You closed your eyes, imagining Ran’s long slim fingers down there. He’d make you cum within seconds just from his fingers and after you’d cum all on his fingers, he’d make you lick the slick on them.
“Talk to me, pretty thing.”
“Fuck, Ran, I wish you were here.. I miss you so much.” You murmured, your fingers sliding in and out of your drenched pussy.
Ran grinned and licked his lips, “miss you too, baby.” He strokes his cock, he knows he’s leaking pre cum but he doesn’t care. “You know if I was there, I’d take care of you. First I’d play that slutty pussy, make you cum to the point your legs are fucked.” You know he isn’t just talking to hear himself talk, he’s done it plenty of times before.
“Then I’d give you this cock .. you’d like that wouldn’t you, princess? Me stretching out that tight pussy while you cream on all over it. Fuck, I’m bouta cum jus’ thinking about it.” Ran says through the other end. At this point, he doesn’t care who sees or hears him. Well it’s not like anyone is going to question him about it because he is, along with his brother, Rindou, the most feared within the unit.
“God, Ran, yes! I want it s’ bad!”
“I know, pretty thing, I know— you close, baby?”
You nodded your head, although he couldn’t see you. “Mhmm— yes! I’m so close!”
Ran chuckles lowly and as he was about to say something, the guard comes in. “Haitani, get back in your cell. We’re checking cells and we need to do a headcount.”
“Gimme a sec.”
“Now, Haitani!” The guard snaps at him before leaving back out to go get another guard for a headcount.
Ran just clicks his tongue. He knew it wouldn’t be long before the guard come back so he needed to make it quick. “Say, pretty thing, you still imagining me there? Me touching that pretty pussy and fucking you til you’re dizzy?”
“Mm, yes!” Your voice almost sounded like a cry and he was thriving off that.
Ran bites back a moan, “you don’t know how bad I want you right now— my cock stuffed in you while you’re begging and squirming for more.”
You feel it, that knot in your stomach is tightening up and almost on the verge of breaking. “Rannnn— m’ cummin!”
“Shit, cum baby. Let it go.” Ran coos, rubbing his cock to the sound of your hitch breathing as you cum undone on the other end. Your thighs are trembling as your orgasm hits you like a wave, washing all over you.
Ran listens to your breathing as you calm down from your high, he knows you’re a mess right now and God, if only he was there to see the expression on your face. “You good, princess?” He asks.
“Mmhm, m’ okay.” You respond, still quite dizzy from your orgasm.
The previous guard comes back into the unit with two others along side them, getting ready for headcount and checking cells. “Shit, the guards are back so I gotta go, baby.”
A whine escaped your lips as Ran told you those words, you knew he had to go sometime or another, but you wished he didn’t have to go now.
A sly grin creeps up on Ran’s handsome features, your whining is just so cute to him. “I’ll be calling you back soon, alright, pretty thing..” And with that, he hung up the phone and the call was disconnected.
You held the phone to your ear for a few seconds before laying it down to your side. You finally sighed in disappointment because you didn’t even get to kiss him through the phone before he hung up . . .
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bontenspretty · 8 months
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if you wanna come, give my brother some /// cw include: mdni, fem!reader, bonten tl, threesome, unprotected sex
just thinking abt having a mind blowing threesome with the infamous haitani brothers. you went to a club in roppongi; you were just dancing away on the dance floor until you bumped into the eldest haitani. a playful smile creeped up on his features as you apologized for bumping into him. “it’s all good, sweetheart.” ran said with a grin. he extended his hand out, “wanna continue dancin’ with me?” he asked. you weren’t going to turn down a handsome man such as him so you nodded. he smiled, taking your hand and walking further into the dance floor. he grabbed ur hips as you were grinding ur ass against him. he was whispering sweet nothings in ur ear and you were giggling away.. simply buzzed from taking one too many shots. “heh, my brother is going to love you.” he whispered once more in ur ear, grabbing ur hips and grinding his harden length against ur ass. “you think so?” you giggled.. “mhm, i know so..wanna go meet him?” ran asked. you shook ur head. the next thing you know that ur on a large bed, ass up and face down into the pillows as the younger haitani slams his hips into ur ass. the party is still going on downstairs because you still hear the loud music. ran is sitting in a corner, watching everything go down. “told ya he’ll love you.” ran chuckled, stroking his cock as you whimpered into the sheets. “shit, she’s so fuckin’ tight!” rindou says, giving you the deepest and longest strokes. he cock was thick and fat.. filling you up to the brim. tears were running down ur face from him hitting ur spot repeatedly.. making you cum over and over again. the wet sounds of ur weeping cunt and ur moaning was music to ran’s ears. rindou grabs ur neck and picks you up. his chest againist ur back, pounding into you as he gives you sloppy kisses. his other hand rubbing circles on ur clit, making your thighs shake uncontrollably. ran smiles at the sight of you coming undone once again. he gets up and walks over to the bed, grabbing ur jaw and kissing you roughly. “i think it’s my turn to have some fun with you, yeah? getting tired of using my hand.” ran said, giving you a playful smile. they both fucked you until you went limp.. you woke up to a extremely sore body and two bonten executives laying on either side of you with their arms wrapped firmly around ur waist. you have no idea what you just gotten urself into but ur down for the ride. xoxo
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sucka4pain · 4 months
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The sound of skin clapping bounced off the walls of Rindou’s room. Y/n on their hands and knees as he was thrusting into their hole deeply with the tip of his cock hitting all of their hidden g-spots. His hand grabbed a fist full of Y/n’s hair and pulling their head back.
“If you don’t quiet those moans, my brother is gonna complain again. wouldn’t want us to stop our fun because of you, hm?” He growls as his sharp glare made them clench around him.
He chuckled feeling the tightness of their walls on his cock and he towers himself over their back. “Be a good slut and keep quiet, yeah?” He whispered as his free hand shoved his middle and ring finger in Y/n’s mouth, gagging them to which they instinctively started sucking on his fingers. Saliva dripping down his hand and whimpering at the cold touch of his rings making contact with their lips.
“That’s my good baby~…” He coos as his hips started to pick up the pace again with his heavy balls gently slapping on their skin. The bed below them started to creek the faster he was thrusting into Y/n. Their eyes rolling to the back of their head when the Rindou’s fat tip hits their g-spot.
Gagged muffled noises left their lips which made Rindou smirk and start going faster and harder. It took Y/n by surprise at the sudden change of pace.
“Ngh~..t-too deep..” Y/n managed to say despite the struggle from his fingers in their mouth.
“Too deep? You like that though, hm?” He said taking his fingers out of their mouth and flipping them to lay on their back. His hands throwing their legs over his shoulders, putting them in a mating press and angling his hips in a different way making his thrusts more deeper.
“Gah~!..fuck~!..” Y/n moaned out loudly throwing their head back and their lower back arching up. Rindou leaned down, smothering their face and anywhere his lips found with sweet kisses. His lips found Y/n’s and he put them together like puzzle pieces that were fit for each other.
Both of their tongues swirling together and swallowing each others noises as Y/n’s hand gripped onto his hair making him grunt.
“M’ gonna cum…” Y/n whimpered.
“Yea? You wanna cum baby?” He coos at them making them nod their head desperately.
“Ah ah ah..that’s not what I taught you. You used your words.” His voice spoke sternly and giving their asscheek a slap as a warning making Y/n gasp.
“Please..wanna cum. Make me cum~..” They begged properly making Rindou smirk.
“See? Wasn’t that hard to use your words~” He said kissing their lips yet again before going back to thrusting hard to make them both get to their climax.
Y/n felt a familiar knot in their stomach as they moans got louder and louder.
“..m’ gonna cum~!” They whimpered.
“Go ahead and cum baby..make a mess on this dick~.” He snarls before roughly biting the side of their neck, making sure to leave a dark mark on their skin.
Rindou started to slightly whimper as his sensitive tip brushing up inside their walls and shutters as he reached his climax, dumping his entire seed inside of Y/n. As this was happening, Y/n felt the knot in their stomach untie and covering Rindous abs and themselves with their slick.
As he was catching his breath, his bedroom door busted open with an angry older Haitani. His messy hair and glaring tired eyes showed that he was sleeping..well, trying to at least but couldn’t.
“Didn’t I tell you guys to fuck quieter?” Ran spat looking at the both who just stared back at him.
“Not my fault, I’m just pleading my lover like the good boyfriend I am.” Rindou said with a smug expression which made a vein pop in Ran’s neck.
He leaned his lanky body against the door frame and his arms crossed over his chest.
“How ‘bout this. You let me join and y’all can fuck all you can even when I’m here and I won’t complain.” Ran offered which made Rindou immediately turn his head towards him.
“Hell no! I’m not sharing!” He snapped.
“Come on little brother, I know i always had things to myself and so did you growing up but this is something we both can enjoy~.” Ran’s voice spoke cockily.
“Only if they’re comfortable with it.” He said before his eyes turned soft looking down at Y/n underneath him.
“You sure you wanna try it, babe?” Rindou asked with his voice coated in softness.
“I don’t mind. It’s something new we can try anyway.” Y/n said.
He nods and looks up at Ran who had a sly smirk on his lips.
“You heard them, you only get it this time. Remember that they’re mine.” He said sitting up and running a hand through his hair.
Ran chuckled and walked over to them as he was taking off his shirt, revealing his half tatted chest he had with Rindou.
“Aye aye, captain.” He teased before placing a kiss on Y/n’s lips and them kissing him back, giving each other a desirable yet long lasting smooch.
“Let’s see how obedient my dear brother made you~.” His voice dropped as he got on his knees and grabbing Y/n by the ankles, they yelped out of surprise and dragging them til his face was met with their crotch.
“So messy~.” He breathily spoke before letting his tongue drag up and down their soaked hole making Y/n whimper at the warm muscle. His tongue lapped up their juices before shoving his tongue into their hole, thrusting it in and out at a steady pace.
“Oh fuck~..” Y/n moaned throwing their head back with their hand in his hair, slightly tugging at the strands that placed perfectly in his skull.
“How slutty you are~…I bet my brother taught you how to take dick so good, hm?” He moaned into them sending vibrations through their body as his hand slapped their thigh making Y/n’s body slightly jolt.
He moaned as he ate out their hole and the point of his noise slightly nudging at the upper part of their crotch. The sinful sounds of Ran slurping and sucking echoed through the bedroom.
Rindou felt his cock slightly twitch at the sight and went over, sitting on his knees on his bed. His hand found its way to Y/n’s hair and pulling them til his cock was in front of them.
“Suck.” Y/n didn’t hesitate to wrap their lips around his tip, teasingly sucking on the mushroomed shaped head with his salty pre-cum lingering on their tongue.
After a little while, they took his entire length in their mouth with his fat tip hitting the back of their throat causing them to gag.
Rindou groaned at the feeling and threw his head back. Sweat dripping down his toned tattooed body as his adams apple bobbed as he gulped and panted.
Ram continues to eat out Y/n. Saliva and slick dripping down his mouth and chin as he pulled his mouth away from their hole.
He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and stood up until his bulge was close to their bare lower half. He pulled down his black boxers revealing his cock. He wasn’t girthy as Rindou but the length definitely made up for it.
His leaking angry red tip pressed against their hole making them moan, sending vibrations onto Rindou’s cock.
Rindou’s hips started to move, fucking their mouth and Ran’s hips moving as well. Both of their hips moving at their own pace before Ran slowly started to move faster.
His tip immediately hitting their g-spot causing them to gag and slobber on Rinouds cock.
“Fuck~ they’re so tight, almost like they don’t want my dick to leave..” Ran hissed through his teeth from the tightness of Y/n’s walks on his cock.
Their gagged moans were like music to their ears as they continued their movements before slowing building up the pace.
“Shit, if it stays like this I’ll cum.” Ran grunts as picks up his pace, the skin of his thighs slapping against Y/n’s.
“..m’ gonna cum.” Rindou groaned as he continued to fuck Y/n’s throat. Y/n’s hole clenched and climaxed around Ran’s cock making him pull out and shoot his seed all over their stomach and thighs with a loud groan.
After a few more thrusts, Rindou’s cock twitched in Y/n’s mouth and he shutters ropes of his cum shoots out from his tip and into the back of their throat making them gag.
Rindou pulls out and his hand holding onto their jaw as his eyes gave a look that said ‘swallow’. Without hesitation, Y/n swallowed every little bit and opened their mouth to showed their empty mouth.
He leaned down and kissed their lips causing him to taste himself.
“Good baby.” He praised. Ran pulled his boxers and sweats back on and tried to kiss Y/n before his face was faced with the palm of Rindou’s hand.
“Fuck no, you already had you bit. A deals a deal, now leave.” Rindou spat making Ran pout but leave the bedroom anyway.
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©𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐚4𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧-- 𝐃𝗼 𝐧𝗼𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥, 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝗺 𝗼𝐫 𝐜𝗼𝐩𝐲 𝗺𝐲 𝐰𝗼𝐫𝐤-- 𝐜𝗼𝗺𝗺𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝗼𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝗼𝗺𝐞𝐝!!
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httpshujii · 2 months
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𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐝 彡 In which . . . Ran is naturally cold.
〔CW〕 — Tooth rotting fluff, reader is naturally warm, g/n reader.
〔AN〕 — I missed this. also help how do ppl flirt @okkalo this is the idea i told u about :>
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Ran is naturally cold. No matter how many blankets he wraps himself in, he just can't get rid of the frost embedded inside his pale skin. He would tease Rindou with it too, sliding his hands beneath the younger's shirt when he least expected it.
Ran didn't think much of it when he was younger. But as he grew older, he craved it. He grew up to loathe winter and relished in the sunny days where Rindou would hog a fan and place cooling packs on his forehead.
Ran hated winter until he met you on a snowy December night on his way back from his salon appointment. And for the first time ever, Ran feels warm.
He didn't want to lose you and somehow managed to call you his only after a few dates.
You were just so right for him. The way your body molded against his so prefectly, the feeling of your little hands heating up his cold cheeks, and how your lips leave a hot trail when they kiss his skin.
It's too much for him. He believes this is fate. And Ran never really believed in such stupid little thoughts like love. He gets bored, and often leaves things and people hanging. But deep down, no matter how ashamed he is to admit it, he wants to love and wants to be loved. He craves it like a man that craves emotional intimacy.
And now he has you, his personal little heater, his little angel, his other half, and his favorite snuggle buddy.
What more could the infamous Haitani need?
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vixensbrainrotts · 4 months
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Ran fucked up
Summary: so you found out that Ran is sorta-kinda using you for information, money and material for Tenjiku and took revenge before the damage was too heavy. Come the time when Ran was supposed to display results, he has some explaining to do…
Tropes: Tenjiku! Arc
Content warnings: none really, this time around its just kinda cracky, implied intentional accidents i guess? Idk let me know if there’s anything
Vixen’s two cents: I saw that prompt and JUMPED on the opportunity cause i had a silly little idea (lets pretend im not writing this in my theory of evolution lecture right now). This is such a funny prompt to me, I hope you enjoy. Prompt taken from @the-cypress-grove - prompt 131 (thank youuuuu) Remember that my requests are open if you have any ideas!
Rindou has never seen his older brother this nervous- actually, this is the first time he’s seen him nervous, ever. The man in question was pacing (to the best of his efforts) restlessly, and it was driving Rin insane. „It‘s your fault, you know?“ Rindou quipped from where he was sitting. „And you’re not fucking helping. Izana is going to rip me apart, if i survive Kakucho that is.“ Ran mutters more to himself than to his brother.
Rolling his eyes, Rindou decides that he has to take control of the situation. „Come on Ran, its best to get it over with fast, perhaps they’ll pity you because of your… state right now.“ Rindou makes his way to the door, shrugging on a cardigan and taking the keys out of the little dish by the door. The look that Ran gives him almost ignites a little bit of pity in Rindou. Almost.
20 minutes later the two of them are standing in front of the place of meeting and Ran is sweating bullets. „Come on..“ Rindou drawled again. Offended, Ran throws him a look „You’re not the one who’s about to get mauled.“ Ran crows in slight pain, but Rindou spared no sympathy, „Your fault.“ Rindou was the first to enter the area donning the heavenly kings‘s presence. He silently greet his colleagues with a curt wave, but felt a little puzzled when he didn’t receive one in return. The confused looks on their faces were almost comedic before Rindou noticed the distinct lack of brother by his side.
Rindou heaved a sigh and half-turns to face the entrance again, gesturing to the door for the Heavenly Kings to see. „He‘s coming, don’t worry.“ He assured and trudged on towards his place.
„Sit down Haitani.“ a sharp voice pierced the air as Izana spoke. A shiver ran down Rindou‘s spine, and all of a sudden he understood his brother‘s fear: Izana was scary as such, and blatantly terrifying when disappointed. Quickly, Rindou took a seat beside Mochi. Silence reigned after that. Not a word was spoken, not a breath was taken whilst they waited for Ran to enter.
Finally the tension broke when Ran walked through the door, his head low and limping slightly. „Were ya roughed up or something?“ Shion was the first to speak. „Well..“ Ran sounded a bit defeated as his voice trailed off, remaining standing at a respectable distance. „You’re here. And late at that.“, Izana‘s voice freezes the air as he speaks, „I hope for your sake that your little project proves to be as useful as you made it sound.“ Ran tries very hard to look anywhere but the Kings, instead trying to make eye-contact with his brother, but Rindou only raises his hands slightly in surrender and shoots him a look that says you brought yourself into this mess, im not gonna help you on this one.
„Do tell Ran. How‘s your little girlfriend doing, hm? Are you treating her well? Is the good service paying off? She give you somethin‘ yet?“ Shion has the gall to poke at Ran, stacking questions on him in a singsong tone. Despite the almost joking nature of the questions, they hang heavy in the air.
„I don’t think she likes me all that much right now.“ Ran finally says.
„What makes you think that?“ Kakucho is the one to speak this time, noticing Izana's annoyance and grasping the reigns of the conversation. Whilst he sounds genuinely concerned, Kakucho‘s half-blind eye does nothing to make Ran feel more comfortable, as he visibly shrinks beneath his gaze.
„She founded out.“ Ran breaks the news in a whisper, and the air around them changes into something much more alive, and much more electric. „What.“ Kakucho‘s voice is loud in stark contrast.
„She hit me with her car.“ Ran shrinks even further into himself when the guys surrounding him laugh. „Clever Girl!“ Shion quips between heaves of laughter, bracing himself against an also-snickering-Mucho who adds „What if it was an accident?“. Ran only shakes his head, face and neck ablaze with red as he puffs himself up against the humiliation. „She looked me dead in the eye and reversed!“ Laughter bounces off the walls once again.
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haruchuiyo · 1 year
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nobody’s sweet business
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you’re ran haitani’s sweet angel and it’s nobody’s business what he is doing with you
content: nsfw, established relationship, making out, dry humping, fingering, overstim, soft dom!ran. names like ‘doll’ and ‘angel’, little bit swearing.
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word count: 1.3k+
NSFW UNDER THE CUT
Ran is the most considerate man you ever met and know. Your relationship with him is is sweet, fulfilling and it doesn’t go a day he doesn’t make you feel so happy.
Ran adores you so much. As soon as he saw you the first time, it didn’t go a day he didn’t think of you. You were so sweet, so cute. The laughs when he manages to tell a funny joke, the sounds you do when he teases you or does something so stupid.
Just how sweet you were and how precious, he was quiet about your relationship. He didn’t want so much attention on you two being together. You were his precious, so sweet doll.
The phone beside you on the table rings for the second time, still ignoring it to keep kissing, you softly groan against Ran’s mouth. One last kiss, you pull away sighing.
“Hmm? What is it?” Ran mumbles softly, watching your face as you were still looking at his lips, swollen and wet from the kiss you just had.
“The phone have been ringing two times.” You exhale. A small grin curves up on Ran’s lips.
“Want me to go back so soon?” He teases you as he traces an index finger softly on your cheek, inching in ever so closely to your mouth. He brushes his nose against yours as you sigh contentedly again. You smile softly as you wrap your legs around his lower body, pulling closer.
You softly shake your head. “No, I want more.” You mumble. “As do I.” He breathes out.
Ran takes that as a cue to place his lips on your jaw, nipping slowly down to your throat. A soft moan leaves your lips as you tilt your head to give him more access, he kisses on your pulse point before trailing down below your ear. You hold onto his shoulders, as a shuddering pleased moan leaves your mouth at his kisses.
You feel his hands wander down the sides of your body to end up holding you on your waist. He pulls you in closer to him, rubbing his crotch against yours, he groans as he kisses down your throat to your shoulder, nosing there before pressing kisses there. Such intimate gesture has your mind erupt in ecstasy.
Strong and intense pleasure surges inside you when you feel his hands go beneath the material of your shirt, touching your bare skin. And his mouth is on yours again, lips moving together.
He sucks in your mewls and breathy moans when he bucks his crotch against you, the contact has you craving for him, bucking your hips against for more contact as you let out a strangled moan.
“Is this the ‘more’ you asked for?” He asks as he pulls away slightly to nibble on your lower lips. The question itself has you craving and yearning more of him, from him and whining as your hands trail up to his messy hair, gripping on it as you feel your soaked panties the more you buck against him.
“Yes, it is-“ you begin before moving continuing moving your hips against his, “need you in me, please.” You plead and you plead so cutely, Ran couldn’t find himself to disobey your sweet plea. How could he after all? He pulls away to look at you, the mess you are in and look at you, such sweet mess and he doesn’t let the ringing sound of the phone that comes on now, disturb the sweet moment he has with you.
You pull him in closer to you by his belt, about to unfold it and unbutton his jeans before he holds onto your hands. You whimper in frustration at the interruption.
“You said you’d give me more.” You pout and Ran presses a soft kiss against your lips.
“When we have more time, I promise angel.” He smiles against your lips, his tone soft and promising. He kisses on your cheek and jaw softly. “Ran-“ you begin before you feel him unbutton your jeans and pulls your jeans down.
As he is standing between your legs, he traces his fingertips so softly against your inner thighs, close to where you want him to touch you the most. The moment his fingers touched your soaked pussy, you gasp and let out a shudder when he pulls down your panties, sliding his finger inside your cunt.
“Ran-“ you cry out his name as he softly hums at you. “So cute.” He coos at you as you bury your face in the crook of his neck.
You hear him chuckle as he slips in a second finger inside you, moving at a haste that has you gasping for more and more, you can’t get enough of how he makes you feel. The reach, the way he curls his fingers up so good that has you bite down a moan against his neck. Ran groans at the feel of your teeth against his skin, he uses his other hand to hold onto your hair and grip you there softly.
You reach down a hand down between your legs, holding his wrist when he touches a particular spot inside you, raising your hips as he keeps plunging his fingers inside you. His sounds of pants and series of praise for you, has you know he’s enjoying this.
“Ran, what are you up to-“ a sudden familiar voice cuts in and a shocked gasp leaves your mouth. Ran doesn’t stop his finger thrusts inside you, they don’t halt as he speaks up.
“It’s none of your fucking business, leave.” His voice was impatient and almost threatening against his own brother. Whatever expression he did as he chuckled while leaving the room you didn’t know see, cause you were to busy burying your face in Ran’s neck as his ministrations inside you doesn’t cease a second.
“Sorry sweet doll, next time we find a more quiet spot.” He tells you softly as he presses a kiss at the nape of your neck. You breathe out a soft gasp. “Next time.” You manage to utter out. “Good.” He agrees and curls his finger up against the sweet spot inside you.
A tight sensation forms in your belly, thighs straining against his as your hold on his wrist tightens. “so close, ran, so close.”
“Come for me, angel.” He softly murmurs, pressing down a kiss on your nape, encouraging you as each thrust of his fingers has you spiralling, thighs tightening, hips stuttering as you felt yourself clamp down around his fingers covering them in your slick.
A surge of overstimulation fills you as you feel him spreading your pussy with your slick, rubbing his finger on your clit. You cover your whimpers and cries against his neck as you try to push away his hand from your pussy, but his strength so unrelenting, it doesn’t work.
“Please Ran.” Such soft pleas and sounds you make, he can’t stop himself from continuing to tease you. You’re telling him to stop when you don’t realize how you legs still draw him in closer.
He tilts your head back by your hair and takes a look at you while tasting you on his fingers. Hair’s a mess, face wetted with tears and you’re biting down on your lower lip. He smiles at the sight, his smile so lovely, your heart swells at the sight despite your frustration and overstimulation.
“So cute.” He whispers before leaning over to your face, capturing your mouth in a sweet kiss, making you taste yourself in the kiss. He loves the taste of you, sucking up your soft breaths, whines and mewls. He wants you keep you to himself. His heart pounds and surges at the sight and sound of you. He can’t get enough.
“Next time.” He mumbles against your mouth. You smile against him, “no phones.” You mutter the words while slightly tipping your head to the side. “no phones.” he repeats before continuing to kiss you.
I think every fic i write with ran, there’s always a make out lmfao I mean why not tho ;)
If you’ve come this far, a reblog, feedbacks and likes would soo very much appreciated :3
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xngelsau · 7 months
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Young Love ; Part 3
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𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐘/𝐍 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬--𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐭? 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐘/𝐍'𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐦.
( Ran x Y/N — ethnic reader if you squint)
⚠️Mentions of: Teen pregnancy, cursing, mental breakdowns,
Previous Part ; Part 2
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" Welcome."
Mr. Nagaki—the manager and club owner said with a small smile we he greeted the 8 men. The club was not open today. Strictly closed for a reason that was unknown to the public who showed later at night, but known to staff and excused as a " professional meeting". Though, one staff member—Y/N L/N— a bartender—knew it was for something deeper than a meeting. Mr. Nagaki was finally meeting these men for himself, and he was indeed ready to pass down the long running club to Bonten.
" Right this way." He said with a nod as he let them come through.
" The place is clean." A shorter male with white hair said as he glanced around. " We didn't tell you we were coming today."
Mr. Nagaki cleared his throat at their words as he locked the door. Feeling all their watchful eyes of the most dangerous men in Japan. The most wanted. He didn't know how to respond, or what to say to these men. In his own empty club, he felt like he was walking on eggshells.
And he indeed was.
" That's a good thing though," a man with a large scar on his face said. " Means you've been keeping this place clean, and regularly too."
The man had his eyes pinned on him as he blew out the smoke in his mouth.
Mr. Nagaki nodded. " I prefer it clean. It gets cleaned everyday."
He wasn't here to sell it to these men, they were going to buy the club off of him either which way. So he kept his responses short. Though, it didn't chase away the churn he felt in his stomach as the man blew the smoke out in his face.
" That's good then," Kokonoi Hajime spoke. The man who he was on the phone with.
" We won't have to spend too much money on visuals."
" Don't be ridiculous Koko," The shorter man spoke again. " This place needs a lot of work."
Mr. Nagaki nodded his head, " Why don't we take a seat. Right this way please."
He felt tense, from his shoulders to his wiggling toes in his dress shoes. He hasn't felt like this—like prey—since his childhood.
The Bonten executives were led to a VIP section in the club. One section out of the small 3 there was. The 3 sections were spacious and big, but it wasn't enough.
In front of each VIP, there was a small stage for dancers and special shows. Mr. Nagaki saw how the short man nodded his head to Kokonoi, and Kokonoi began to type something out.
" There's only 3 VIP sections?" Ran Haitani asked Mr. Nagaki.
" Yes." He confirmed with a subtle nod. " That's why people tend to book them months ahead."
Seeing the men that stood around the place, taking in their surroundings and sharing whispers amongst each other—Mr. Nagaki stood to the side.
" Kakucho get out the papers." The shorter man finally spoke to the man with midnight blue hair.
Mr. Nagaki watched the bubblegum haired man immediately pulled out a stool from the side, setting it out for their boss. With that, almost like it was a signal—every man began to pile into the seats of the vip section.
The so called " Kakucho" sitting at the end.
Mr. Nagaki stood still, standing in front front of all the men. Like he was a teacher teaching a class—that's how he felt with all the eyes on him. The only thing heard was papers being quietly shuffled around.
" Kakucho." The boss called again.
" Yes Boss." The man finally settled on one page. He pushed back his shoulders as he stared straight through Mr. Nagaki.
" You are aware of why we are here, correct?"
" Yes I am." Mr. Nagaki nodded.
" — Good. And you are aware that we are here as 8, so if our identity, names, or faces are to be exposed you will be held accountable and face impeccable consequences? You understand that Mr. Nagaki?"
The club was silent, and the man's worlds hung in the air dangerously. With a gulp and sharp inhale, Mr. Nagaki nodded. " I am aware."
Kakucho gave him a nod. " You are aware that this meeting and arrangement is to remain illegal and unknown to the government? Whatever is shared here must remain private information no matter the circumstances."
Mr. Nagaki gave Kakucho a nod, shifting under his stare. " Yes. I am aware."
" Well then," Kakucho said with a look to his boss. " We can begin now."
Mr. Nagaki inhaled a deep breath as the Bonten executives all shifted in their seats to prepare for this meeting. He could feel his hands become clammy and he felt some of his fingers go a little numb. With his eyes pinned on the boss of Bonten, he waited for the first question to come.
" How long have you been running this club?" The boss asked with a raised brow.
" Uh—I've been running this club for almost 12 years now. But this clubs been around for almost 15 years." Mr. Nagaki swiftly answered.
" Right." The man with the cigarette started.
" So that means that you have a copy of every worker here?"
Bonten already knew the answer to that.
" Yes. Yes I do."
Good response—Mikey thought with a subtle nod to his number 2.
But Takeomi wasn't done with his questions.
" Does that also include the much older workers who been here for a lengthy amount of time?"
Mr. Nagaki stuttered his response mentally. He wasn't sure if Bonten already knew the names of his workers—and he didn't want to expose them. " Yes it does. My oldest worker is 29–a male."
" That's enough questions on the staff," Kokonoi interfered. " My concern is the money you make from the club every month. Or the club makes. Do you have a estimate?"
Mr. Nagaki nodded. " I would say roughly around 25 million yen. But that's before the money is divided and split amongst the staff."
Kokonoi seemed very content with that number.
" I would say that's because this place is cheap. Cheaper then most clubs." The man with the purple mullet spoke blandly.
What Mr. Nagaki assumed was his brother—grinned in response. " That has to be the reason this place is open everyday."
Mr. Nagaki nodded his head quickly.
" That's correct. We're all open as a bar during the day. Which is a separate shift on itself. Which is why when you renovate this place, I suggest you keep the club open everyday of the week."
The men shared stares amongst each other, and Mr. Nagaki did not understand the communication going on.
Has he said something wrong?
Realizing that, he quickly picked up. " We have more than enough workers for those hours anyways."
" I think you're confused." The pinked haired man finally spoke. He grinned at him. " We haven't told you yet did we?"
Mr. Nagaki could only raise a brow in questioning. " I'm afraid I don't understand."
The boss tilted his head lazily. " Kakucho."
" You're gonna construct this place under your name with our money." Kakucho said with firm eyes.
" And I'm sure this won't hurt too much," The purple haired man started with a lazy grin.
" But pay your workers on leave will you?"
Mr. Nagaki stared at the men, absolutely bewildered. " What? I thought you guys were taking it from here...."
" Don't worry about that." The boss brushed off as he shrugged.
" Exactly Nagaki-San," Kokonoi started with a small grin. " With how fast construction is here, it will be done in two weeks max. Plus, we already have the layout for the club design made, we'll just have to add our own personal touch ups when we take a final tour."
Mr. Nagaki did not know what to say in response. He had no interest or intention to do Bonten's dirty work under his name.
But could he say no to these men? Absolutely not.
" And to be clear on that last part—the cost of each executives personal request shouldn't be too costly." Kokonoi added with a look to his colleagues.
Mr. Nagaki felt his heart begin to speed up as the boss fixed a look on him. " Do you understand?"
I don't want to! He wanted to say. I don't want to do that! I refuse to do it! But he'll be killed if he doesn't.
" I do. I understand." He nodded with a gulp.
" Can you repeat what you understand?" Kakucho asked.
Mr. Nagaki sighed. " I will be using my legal name to build and reconstruct this club for Bonten—without telling the government or a single soul. I will be the owner of this club for the time period of the reconstructing, I will pay my workers on the two week leave, and when the construction is done—this club will be under Bonten's name. I agree and understand all the terms."
The room was silent for a moment. So quiet it was, Mr. Nagaki was sure he could hear the functioning in the walls of the club. Or the doings of the public outside the walls.
" Good." Sano Manjiro said. " Very good."
Kokonoi was the first to rise to his feet.
" Well then, let's take a final look around."
Mr. Nagaki did not miss the look Ran Haitani gave him.
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Everybody was doing something.
Whether it was walking around the club and observing, sitting and chatting, or speaking to Kokonoi about their personal views on what should be changed. Mr. Nagaki settled on staying behind the counter as a bartender, his mind running fast as he laid out his future in front of him. He couldn't stand being in the presence of these men any longer. He could not grasp that he had to do their work if he wanted to live. He had plans to leave days after this meeting. To quit and live his life somewhere else that was rather quiet. Maybe out of Tokyo.
His plans were ruined.
He felt out of place in his own club. Even as he arranged alcohol bottles by name—a job he's never done before, but was doing to occupy himself.
Everything was weird.
" Where's the locker room?" Mr. Nagaki flinched at the sound of a familiar voice.
Gently setting the foreign wine down, Mr. Nagaki turned to look at Ran Haitani.
He didn't know the name of the man who stood in front of him. He did know that he spoke earlier, and was probably brothers with the other man he sat beside.
" The locker room?" He asked with a raised brow.
The man nodded his head, his eyes piercing into his own. " Yes. Where is it?"
It was not a question.
Mr. Nagaki stammered for a response. " For the staff? It's down the hall but..."
" But what."
He did not want to say it. " It's for staff only...."
" Take me there will you?"
What was he supposed to say now?
With the way the man stared at him, his violet eyes looking him up and down expectantly. His eyes were practically questioning why he wasn't moving yet, and Mr. Nagaki could only nod.
" Yes. Right this way." He was not supposed to be doing this. For multiple reasons.
The Locker rooms were mostly used by the dancers, but still— the bartenders and servers  also had their own lockers. There was room for each staff member. Yet, there was nothing really special in the lockers. Especially on a day like this when the club is closed.
The only lockers that should have items are the dancers.
So what was this man interested in? 
Ran wasn't sure why he felt the need to do what he was doing. But as he walked in the club that was about to be under his name too—beside a man who obviously was scared of him—nothing was really alright in his head.
He felt tense, the gun in his waistband tucked securely these days. He had been a little bit more distant with his brother lately when Rindou once again mentioned his ex girlfriend to him. The evening of that day when Ran saw Y/N's picture from only 2 years back.
Rindou had not told him anymore information about Y/N after that evening. Ran told him to stop mentioning her, and he did.
Ran was left to only see his little brothers conflicted faces from afar.
Rindou did have to ask about Y/N's life to Kokonoi, since it was apart of his job that day. Though, his younger brother never told him anything. Ran wasn't sure if Rindou figured anything out— he would tell him. But it was Ran who told him to not mention the said girl to him again.
Ran found it weird that she was alive. Not that he wanted her to be dead, but he blocked her out in his life like she was.
For years he has acted like she didn't exist. Acted like she was not an important factor in his life at one point. 
She didn't have the baby, is what he told himself when he found himself gazing at the ultrasound picture for too long.
Even so with those odd words of comfort, Ran found himself doing something as absurd as this.
" Where is the locker of someone named Y/N L/N?" Ran demanded.
Mr. Nagaki turned around immediately at the question. " Pardon me?"
Ran narrowed his eyes at the man, tired of repeating himself at this point. " There's someone named Y/N here, right? She's a bartender."
Ran could see the blatant refusal in the man's eyes as he straightened his posture. But with the way his eyes were pinned on him, he knew he wouldn't refuse.
" It's...." The man started hesitantly. " It's the locker number—27."
Ran nodded, " Open it."
Mr. Nagaki sighed, almost disappointedly.
" Sir....you know this is confidential right?"
Ran narrowed his eyes. " Open it." 
That was all it took for the man to stroll over to the locker with a hunch in his step. Ran watched from the door as he pulled out a keychain with a good number of keys on it. He settled on one key, before crouching down to locker number 27.
It wasn't only Mr. Nagaki who's heart was beating fast.
" That's it sir..." Mr. Nagaki said as he took a step back from the locker. " It's empty. She's a bartender only sir—"
" Get out please." Ran quietly mumbled. " Go. I don't want to repeat myself. Wait outside."
Mr. Nagaki opened his mouth to protest, but said nothing as he compiled. Walking past Ran with his gaze down in what seemed to be guilt and confusion.
Ran stared at the opened locker, his heart beating in his stomach and legs. He felt nervous, and the air in the room became too humid and dense for him to breath right.
Finally, Ran pulled out two things. One was a an thick envelope, and the other was a folded piece of paper from his breast pocket.
With a quiet sigh, Ran drew out a breath of air as he placed the folded paper into the envelope.
Eying the big bills of money in the bag and the paper amongst it. His hold on the bag tightened before he finally shook his head. Setting the bag into the locker and shutting it quickly.
Ran stepped away from locker 27 quickly, not sparing it another glance.
" If that's not her locker you're done for." He told Mr. Nagaki as he walked past him.
The man stared at the locker silently as he approached it with the key. He did not dare open it.
He would not dare see what the Bonten executive placed in there.
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" What happened?"
You questioned Mr. Nagaki as you held his shoulders. The day after the meeting with Bonten was like a normal work day for all the workers. Everyone believed  in that in the steady excuse that your manager had told them. With the excuse that a business meeting happened, it was not too much of a shock to everyone that the club was being renovated for two weeks. Two weeks the workers will be off, while getting pay. Obviously, not a normal income since no tips were included. That was for bartenders and servers though. The dancers made their money in various ways.
" I can see the look in your eyes. The look you have." You said as you stared into your managers eyes. " A two week leave with pay? For construction? What happened?"
You maintained eye contact even as he let out a sigh, tugging you gently into his office with the black door.
" Their buying it." He admitted with dull eyes.
" Their reconstructing on my name for the next two weeks. Illegally of course, so don't tell a soul."
You nodded your head frantically, seeing the twinge of fear in your managers eyes as he said the last part. " So you're here...for the next two weeks? Then this...this is all Bonten's property?"
" Quiet down!" He whispered sneered. " This is not a matter than can dare be overheard or spread."
You nodded, gulping as you let go of your managers shoulders.
" But yes. I will be here for the next two weeks only. Then they take it." His face changed immediately, and his eyes connected with your own.
" What?" You asked gently with furrowed brows. " Why are you looking at me like that?"
Your manager shook his head subtly, " One of them asked of you."
Suddenly, the words were knocked out of your mouth. Your brain becoming jello immediately.
" What?"
Your manager only continued, " They put something in your locker. They demanded me so I couldn't say no. I don't know what it was. I promise."
You stared at your manager with a twinge or betrayal in your eyes, but the confusion you felt overpowered the feeble emotion by plenty.
You could see shame, fear, and confusion in his own eyes as he looked around the room. He was obviously shook about something deeper than a deal.
" My locker?" You asked in a whisper. " I don't use my locker—barely. I'm a bartender. All I do is drop my phone and purse in there..."
" That's what I thought too, but the man didn't seem to care." Your manager said as he nodded down at you. " Y/N....do you perhaps know someone in Bonten?"
The question was absurd, and he could see your bewilderedness all over your face. 
You stared at him like he had two heads, or maybe even more.
" I'm sorry I don't even know why I—"
" Of course not," You sneered. " I only know a few people in Japan to this day. I don't have time to get involved with that type of stuff."
You took immediate defence, and you had every right to.
" I know and I shouldn't have asked." Your manger started with a rub to his forehead.
" You work here everyday, just not mostly Saturday and Sunday especially. Of course you don't know Bonten's executives."
He laughed as he said the last part of the sentence, but your face and body were still in shock from the information he gave you.
What did a man from Bonten—and executive, want from your locker?
" What did he put in my locker?" You demanded, seizing your managers shoulders.
" I didn't see it." Your manager began to your dismay. " He forbid me to see it, sent me to wait outside. He was serious. He said if it wasn't your locker there would be trouble."
Your eyes widened even more at your managers words. Curiosity was killing you, and maybe it was for the best.
" I'm going to go see it."
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" Why do you look like you've just seen a ghost?"
Star asked you as you entered the locker room. This was the last day of work before every staff member would get to leave for the two week pay for reconstruction. Overall, most workers were joyful—naturally pleased with the day and their filled pockets. So of course when you walked into the locker room with your face pale of its complexion, your eyes wide like you have indeed seen a ghost, and a rushed step in your walk—you raised eyebrows.
Star raised her eyebrows.
You didn't bother sparing the dancer an answer, knowing that your boss was trailing not so far behind you.
He had yet to enter the room yet, but when he does, you were sure he would be chasing out her presence.
" Excuse me?" She dragged out expectantly.
You could feel her gaze on you as you stood in front of locker 27.
" Girl don't ignore me. Why are you just standing there—"
" Star please exit the room for a moment."
That was the voice you were waiting for.
Star's gaze immediately went over to your manager who stood at the entrance with the keys in his hand. " Wait what? Why?"
" Just go Star. It's mandatory that me and N/N (nickname) check the lockers."
Good excuse. You thought as your leg bounced with anticipation.
If Star doesn't leave, you'll just tell her yourself.
" Weird...." She mumbled as she pulled out her makeup bag. " I'm going."
Star exited the room as she said she would, and your manager waited 5 seconds till her footsteps disbanded. When he was sure that she was gone, that's when he began to lock the entrance door.
" Hurry," you encouraged him as he wiggled the door handle repeatedly.
27. You barely ever used the locker for crying out loud. You put your keys, bag, and phone in here when you didn't have pockets on you during shifts—but that was it.
Out of everything, your Black Range Rover would logically be the only important thing a criminal would want.
But even so, a executive in Bonten?
With all the illegal sources and incomes they participate in—there was just no way Bonten was lacking in the money department.
" Just making sure it's locked," you manager sighed as he sped walked to your locker.
You watched as he crouched down to open the locker door with the key.
The moment it was open, was the moment your hand was in.
" What is it?" He asked.
There was not enough space nor light for you to see into the dark abyss of the locker, and you solely relied on your hands to pull everything.
" What's in there?" Your manager asked again, this time more eagerly.
" I'm getting it out!" You snapped as you gripped on the item. " I think it's a envelope...."
Once you knew that there was nothing in the locker that your hand had found pointy or dangerous, and the only thing that was inside was the thick paper—you pulled out your hand.
It was an envelope indeed.
Immediately you turned your body to angle the envelope to your manager. Allowing him to see what you were seeing as you rotated the bigger sized envelope. As far as you were concerned, the envelope was completely blank. It was big though, and awfully thick too.
" There's no name on it..." It was more of a statement from your manager than a question.
" It doesn't look like it to be honest." You answered as you checked the envelope one last time. " I'm gonna open it."
Back up if you wish—is also what you were warning.
Your hands shook as you fumbled to open the envelope. Pushing away the weird thoughts in your mind that it was going to explode, or that you were going to see black mail worth things of yourself.
But this envelope was placed by a Bonten executive—nothing you were thinking was absurd or overboard.
" Oh my," you mumbled as you stared at the tied up 10,000 yen bills.
Your manager practically gasped at the stacks of thick identical looking paper using the same papers bill. It was money, a bunch of money.
" Are you doing business with a Bonten Executive?" Your manager sneered in a whisper.
" Of course not!" You defended. " I've never made a business deal in my life."
Your heart was pounding at the bloody money. The beat was so loud in your ears, you did not listen to the words your manager was saying. 
The only thing that caught your eyes was the folded paper amongst the bills. By now, the man had drifted from your side to throw his hands up, curse, and mumble to himself like he was facing the greatest punishment on the planet.
The paper was folded tightly, and honestly—it looks like it hadn't been unfolded in a while.
It was a small square paper that you quietly pulled out of the bag.
You were expecting a death threat as you unfolded the work of someone's tight folds. Your nimble fingers shook, and you were expecting a paper cut with every passing second.
Your heart was in your stomach when the paper reached it's last fold—half the paper. You could see the outline of the content, but the water in your own eyes prevented seeing further.
Your legs shook when you unfolded the last fold, and if not for your brain still managing to work—you were sure you would've collapsed to the floor.
You clamped a hand over your mouth at the pictures on the paper. Complete shock filling your being as one name rang through your mind so painfully
Inside the envelope, was the picture of an ultrasound.
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The following day you were home. 
You were being paid for being at home. A weekday where you were not working felt weird. You made a special bento for Haruki, knowing that you had no work to be present at the whole day. For the next two weeks in fact. You made him pancakes for breakfast. Fresh pancakes too—not toasted eggos. Seeing the early morning smile on his face as you drove him to school was amazing. The music was playing loudly in your car, and the weather was beautiful. You were in no rush, for the day was all to yourself like the days to come. You would tell Haruki this news when he gets back from school. He would be surprised to see you not getting the house cleaned and ready for your night departure. 
Being home alone in the house was not exactly  fun though.
It was not equivalent to having the house to yourself In your teenage years. You missed your source of entertainment and happiness, Haruki.
You had cleaned everything in sight, and you could swear the house was sparkling under the daylight.
The smell of bleach was so strong, and it was covered by the artificial house smell you had sprayed over. The chairs were pressed, pillows were fluffed, carpets vacuumed, apartment dusted.
All that was left was dinner, which you would do after you picked Haruki up from school.
—But you were dying to get that chore done early too. 
Your mind wandered to the envelope that held roughly around 1.8 million yen ( 17 thousand Canadian). You couldn't sleep last night, as a certain name from almost 9 years ago kept you up.
It was bloody money, money you knew you could use to you and Haruki's benefit— but you were too afraid to touch it.
Somewhere inside you, you knew it was the money that set your amazing mood.
It was the way you knew you could add that  money for Haruki to go to school in the future. Fulfill and succeed in any program he wants. He would not have to worry about being in debt, or buying books, transportation, housing, or anything with that money. 
That plus what he already has, and he could even go abroad if he wished.
You would never have to pull money for that reason again. You would save 10,635 yen ( 100 dollars) every week. That money was going  to change your life no matter how you used it.
The envelope had no name, and it didn't need to have one.
With the folded paper that was inside of it, the paper he took that day—it already said enough about who the money was from.
But why?
Why after all these years would Ran finally show himself? And like this? By giving you money, flaunting that he was a rich criminal who could dash out 1.8 million in the blink of an eye.
Was that his way of apologizing to you? Because you had no interest in rekindling your relationship with him anymore.
But you would take the money.
~ knock knock~
You practically jumped at the sound. Your eyes darting over to your apartment door with a frazzled look.
You certainly were not expecting any visitors or guest today, and you had internally planned to be with Haruki the whole day. Perhaps it was Chifuyu? But the man always told you when he was coming and even when he was on his way.
You approached the door with steady feet, settling to look into the peep hole that was equal height with you.
If not for the matured face, you would've not recognized the man standing at your door.
" Rindou," you gasped in shock.
You were not thinking straight when you immediately opened the door.
" Rindou...." You called again as you stared at him.
He was much taller than you now. His hair was purple too, in the style of a mullet. His chubby cheeks that he once had were now mostly cheekbones, and he was built with a firmer build now.
When his eyes landed on you, he too paused.
" Hi Y/N...." He said with his stare glued onto you.
He was warm. The embrace you pulled him into was warm.
Your stomach burst with a feeling you haven't felt in years. It was not in the romantic section of your life, but it was more so in the part that has been discarded since you were 17. It was the feeling that made you feel at home.
Rindou made you feel a sense of home.
Your white tank top and fluffy shorts were not the most presentable thing compared to Rindou—who was dripped down in a designer suit that seems to be reeking thousands of Yen.
When shame didn't take over you, you knew you were indeed feeling at home.
" Oh my gosh come in..." you gently said as you stepped aside from the door.
Rindou gave you a small smile, doing as you asked. When you glanced behind him to see the familiar empty hallway, fear filled your eyes for a moment.
" I didn't bring him." Rindou quickly assured.
" He doesn't even know I'm here."
With the fear out of your eyes, you nodded—closing your apartment door and locking it.
" This way," you said as you stepped in front of him. Leading him to your living room with light grey couches.
" This place looks," Rindou started as he looked around. " Good. Very nice. It's well kept. Expected from someone like you."
You nodded your head with a smile, " Thank you."
Finally your eyes drifted to the bag Rindou had in his hand, and when he saw your raised eyebrow, he quickly set it on the glass table in front of him.
" This is just a bottle of red wine that I brought you..." he trailed off as he set it down. " I'm not sure if you even drink, but it doesn't have a lot of alcohol. It taste really good."
You laughed, giving him a smile. " It's not drinking time yet, but thank you Rin. Would you like some tea?"
Rindou nodded his head at you. " Yeah. Thanks."
You turned around, fixing the pillows around him. " Make yourself comfortable Rin. We're not strangers."
With a sigh, you walked to the kitchen to grab the kettle. Basking in the daylight that shined through your many apartment windows, and the presence of the man on your couch.
" You move so mom like now." Rindou said as you filled the kettle.
His words made you chuckle lightly, shaking your head. " I guess that's what becoming a mom does to you, huh? Or maybe a parent in general."
It was true, and it could be advise for him.
" Wow?" Rindou said with questioning and surprise in his tone. " Congratulations Y/N."
You raised your brow as you placed the filled kettle on the stove. Dropping your favourite tea flavour in, you glanced back at Rindou curiously.
He was now laid back more comfortably on your couch, his eyes slightly widened—matching the tone of his previous words.
" What?" you asked with a laugh. " I was pregnant 8 years ago."
The apartment was silent after your words.
You stared at the stove as you eyed the kettle, feeling goosebumps form on your skin.
Had you made it awkward?
No you didn't. Because why would Rindou even ask a question like that knowing the situation?
Noticing the tenseness that took over the air, you turned around with a smile that quickly faded.
Rindou's mouth was open in complete and utter shock.
" Is something wrong?" You asked with a raised brow.
" 8 years ago you and Ran were together..."
Yes we were.... Why do you sound surprised?...
" Rindou," you asked with a shaky inhale as you made way to him. " What did Ran tell you when we broke up?"
You stared at him and he stared at you back. Blinking like he was trying to recall something, but then shaking his head with his lips still parted.
" He told me...nothing." Rindou sat up in an instance. " He literally never said a word about why we stopped seeing you! He never told me anything!"
Your eyes were narrowed at him, suddenly feeling your stomach begin to turn in a nasty rage.
" Get out."
Rindou was taken aback by your words. " Wait Y/N, I swear he never told me! I wanted to come here by my own will to check on you!"
You rose to your feet, eyes dead as you spared him a glance. " I don't care. Leave."
Rindou wasn't having it though, and soon enough—he was towering over you. " No. I'm here to see you! Don't you understand that!? "
" I was pregnant." You mumbled. " At 17. I was pregnant, and he upped and left when I told him."
Rindou stared at you as your eyes began to quickly flood with tears. " No.....he would never—"
" Well he fucking did!" You snapped. By this point, the tears were starting to fall.
You quickly wiped at your face with rough swipes and movements. Drying your eyes of tears, and pressing your tear duct to a painful degree.
" He left without a words Rindou, and—and that's not even the worst part!" You smiled as you said the last part, laughing. " He gave me this fucking thing—follow me—what two days ago or yesterday?"
Rindou trailed behind you quickly, " You guys have been in touch?"
With the fast pace you were walking at, it took you no time to get to your bedroom. " No we haven't. But recently, he put this shit in my work locker."
In your hand was the envelope that you found in your work locker room.
The envelope that had the ultrasound photo Ran Haitani took with him the day he left you.
Rindou squinted at the envelope, " What the hell is that?"
You gave him a pathetic shrug, even though you knew what it was. " 1.8 million dollars. That's his pathetic way of apologizing, or showing himself."
Rindou's eyes for some reason, didn't show too much shock for the big amount of money you just mentioned.
" And you're sure it was Ran who put that in your locker?"
" I mean who else could it be?" You frantically asked as you dug your hand into the bag.
Rindou mirrored your expression. " I don't know! Ran would've left his name on it or something!"
Rindou didn't even seem certain in his own words.
You shook your head at him. " Yeah.. but he left this..."
Rindou squinted his eyes at the paper you were unfolding. It looked like it had been folded a thousand times. " What's that?"
" An ultrasound." You quickly answered. You unfolded the paper quickly. " Instead of leaving a letter like a normal person, he left the ultrasound photo he took the day he left. And before you say anything, I know it was him. There was three photos in total, Ran took one. I have the other two."
Rindou stared at you with a look you couldn't really read through. But you were certain that you were still seeing hints of anger, and shock somewhere in those eyes of his.
He seemed to be shocked by your news, and the way you confidently said that it was Ran for sure. You were so certain, and Ran wasn't certain with Rindou about such simple things.
Simple things like telling his brother that he got his own girlfriend pregnant.
And instead, keeping Rindou in the dark about someone who he also considered a  friend of his.
" You gave birth to Ran's kid?" Rindou asked in disbelief.
You nodded, but you did not seem too happy with your confirmation. " I did. I was 18 when I gave birth. 18 when I started working this bartender job, and it's about to be 9 years soon."
Your eyes fell on Rindou's form once again, and you debated if you should tell him about  your struggles with your job. You were aware that there was practically nothing that your ex's little brother could do for you, but Rindou showing up to check on you was enough to show that he still did care.
Your eyes wandered his form as your brows furrowed. How did he even manage to get your address?
You knew nobody, and only a maximum of a few people knew your address. Yet Rindou, who you haven't spoken to in nearly 10 years—had got your address and located you with ease.
Perhaps you were so caught up in seeing your long time friend that you didn't grasp in the moment to question his presence.
" How did you find where I live Rindou?" You asked him with a raised brow. " Like I know you came to see me and all, but...I barely talk to anyone. My social life is totally dry. So...how did you find me?"
You watched as Rindou let out a small huff, his hands traveling to his nape as he shook his head.
" I literally just happened to find out." He said with a shrug.
" No you didn't." You shot down.
Rindou's brows creased at your tone and new look. " Look I didn't tell Ran your address, that's all that matters right?"
" No. It's not just about Ran." You had so much more to say. So much that would put Rindou on the spot, but in sake of a certain man—you couldn't reveal your knowledge.
So as he was beating around the bush, so were you.
Mr. Nagaki said that Bonten was having a meeting with him, and one of the executives in Bonten happened to ask for you.  That same executive placed something in your locker—which happened to be 1.8 million yen, and a ultra sound picture. Only one man on this planet has your ultrasound picture, and that man is Ran Haitani.
Concluding that, this all must mean that Ran is apart of Bonten. He's not just apart of it, but he's an executive member too.
With that being said, you were more than aware that the Haitani's didn't ever separate from each other. Which meant that if Ran was in Bonten, Rindou must be affiliated too—or perhaps an Executive member himself.
This would ultimately mean that Haitani Ran and Haitani Rindou were executive members in the criminal organization; Bonten.
The organization that terrorized Japan's economy, and its civilians.
" What do you want from me? Hm Y/N?" He asked with his brows furrowing deeper.
" I'm here to see you, not have you interrogate me for my job."
" I never mentioned your job..."
Rindou's eyes faintly widened for a moment at your narrowed glare. Your eyes were staring hard, and you were not looking at his eyes.
You were staring straight at the tattoo that peeked out of his suit.
Rindou's hands immediately made way to his suit tie, tucking it up. But it was too late, you had already seen the threatening symbol. The suit that protected it had accidentally slipped far too down in minutes.
" Y/N come on—"
" Get out."
Your voice was sharp. Demanding your words with clenched fist. " Get out right now Haitani."
Rindou's face twisted immediately. " Are you kidding me right now? I literally came all this way for—"
Your breathing got louder. " I don't care! I'm not letting you or Ran endanger me and Haruki! I can't let that happen! Not after years of busting my ass for a good and comfortable life. You can take you and this Bonten bullshit right out the door!"
" Stop fuckin yellin!" Rindou sneered.
Your lips parted to reales another demand, but Rindou silenced you quickly. " I'm not here to mess around so quit it! I came here to see you with good intentions, and no other fucking person knows that alright! Keep it that way."
You weren't sure what the last part of Rindou's words meant, but you pursed your lips as you breathed heavily through your nose.
By now the tattoo was showing once again, and when Rindou caught your eyes on it—he made no effort this time to cover it back.
His face held great annoyance, and anger—and you weren't sure if it was now directed at you too. In your defense, you hadn't said or done anything extreme to piss off the Haitani with anger issues. In fact, you would consider your precious words to Rindou as mere warnings. Your mom instincts were kicking in slowly, and you were going to burst if Rindou hadn't intervened like he did.
" So what are you going to do?" You finally asked with a blank face.
Rindou paused in his place, his eyes flashing over as you only now noticed his own ragged breathing. He looked up at you with emotion filled eyes.
" I'm gonna talk to him."
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Ran could not even respond to his brothers anger on time.
His words weren't even able to escape his lips as he was violently pushed out of his chair. Ran stumbled back as confusion filled his body, before anger  took over when he realized that was the action of his own brother. Rindou had left his paper work for Ran because he apparently had something
" important" to do, and being a good older brother—Ran decided to do some of his own work that he was assigned really recently. I return of that, Ran had asked that Rindou welcomes himself back into his office with take out for lunch. It was like a trade, after all—every executive had something to do and small time to do it.
Yet, Ran was welcomed with a harsh shove with no takeout in sight.
It filled him with anger, but he had patience in him to overcome the anger he was feeling. He would try to hear his brother out, because it's not usual that he acts like this.
In fact, the last physical fight they had was 12 years ago.
" What the fuck Rindou—"
Ran couldn't even finish as he was roughly picked up and slammed into the opposite side wall of his office. The feeling of being barreled through his own desk, and the pencils and pens that nicked at his back made Ran wince. With his own strength he latched onto his brothers shoulders to maintain a civilized distance, but Rindou had no intention of being civil.
The punch he threw to Ran's face was enough to decide that this was beyond serious.
All patience in Ran's body burned out quicker than he had thought.
Ran used his raw strength to smash Rindou's head into the wall. A small attempt to get him off of him to have the upper hand—maybe then he would be able to demand answers for his brothers attack. But Rindou took no affect to the retaliation Ran made, and Ran was the one who ended up pressed up against the wall.
His teeth were clenched together as Rindou gripped him by the collar, holding onto Ran with strength he could not resist to.
" You fucking kidding me?" Rindou practically yelled with rage all over his face.
Ran could feel the bruise forming on his face as he stared at his brother, hearing approaching footsteps from his open office door.
" What the hell is going on here?" Takeomi's Akashi asked from the entrance of the office.
His eyes were trained on the mess of an office that usually looked so clean. The scene shocked him the most.
Rindou Haitani— the younger brother, had his older brother pinned up against the wall with a bruise forming on his face.
Rindou who was always on his brothers side no matter the situation, and as far as everyone was concerned—never argued or fought with his brother before.
The scene in front of him was rare, and it made the Advisor hesitant on his next words.
" Okay," he started as he shut the office door behind him. " Both of you guys calm down right now."
His office was connected to Ran by a conjoined wall, and like the other executives—everyone was doing their own paper work. The first slam from Haitani's office had Takeomi alerted—which was followed by grunts. Immediately he assumed the worst an grabbed the gun in his drawers. It could be an attacker—he had thought as a frame on his wall fell from another slam in the neighbouring office.
But he was not expecting this scene.
" Tell that to him!" Ran sneered with a glare on his brother. " He's the one who came up in here."
" You're a fucking liar!" Rindou yelled with eyes burning with rage.
He didn't even give his brother some time to respond before he was speaking again. " You got Y/N fucking pregnant and left huh?! That was it right! You left her alone with a baby to raise like some dead beat motherfucker!"
Ran's eyes widened with exceeding anger as he let his brothers words settle in. " You don't know shit! You don't know what the hell happened—"
" She fucking told me!"
Takeomi has never seen Rindou Haitani this angered before, especially towards his own brother. Everyone has seen him annoyed, irritated, and irked about small things. Often he showed those emotions towards his brother, but it never went beyond that. It never went to the point where he would throw a punch, and have absolute hell fire blazing in his eyes.
This Y/N that Rindou mentioned seemed to be a personal topic, and a name that Takeomi is sure he's never heard before.
Ran let out a laugh. It was loud and booming, and you could see the anger in Rindou's face from the sound.
" So this is how you wanna talk about this?" He questioned with a quirked brow. " Right in front of the fucking Advisor?"
Rindou nodded without hesitation, " Yeah! So he can see how much of a fuckin dead beat you are!" As he spoke, he threw Ran to the floor with as much strength he could muster.
Takeomi took that as his sign to step in, his hands up as he looked between the two brothers. " All right that's enough. Do you guys know what will happen if the boss finds out you're fighting each other?"
" This is a personal matter," Ran spat with his eyes pinned on his brother. " We have shit to handle."
Takeomi shook his head at Ran, almost like he was telling him to remain seated. " Yeah but not here, not when every fucking Executive is present. You guys are making shit shake."
Takeomi's words once again fell upon deaf ears as the enraged brothers stared at each other with so much anger. For a short moment, Takeomi believed that he shouldn't get involved with the brothers situation—because it really did seem to be incredibly personal.
" I raised you." Ran said as he finally rose to his full height. " You have no fucking right to speak on anything. I raised you for most of my fucking life."
Rindou laughed, as if it was the funniest thing he's ever heard. " Really? That's your excuse for all of this? Because you raised me you can leave your girlfriend pregnant with your child when she was only 17? Really? Amazing excuse Ran. Seriously."
Rindou could see the way the advisor glanced at his brother, almost like he was asking if what he had said was true. It only made things more funny for Rindou.
" Yeah it is true!" He started again with a nod.
" This fucker has been enjoying his life with all the fucking riches we have, while he left his 17 year old girlfriend who also was my friend, to take care of the baby he made with her. You have a whole son in the world Ran."
As much as anger burned in Ran's gut, he couldn't find it in him to speak again to his younger brother.
Rindou was right, as much as he didn't want to admit it.
He was correct that these past years Ran has been cowering in his own embarrassment and guilt.
The office was silent as Rindou kept his stare on him, almost daring his brother to say anything. It was obvious that he was ready to fight—whether that was verbally or physically. Rindou was angered by the situation Ran had brushed off these last 8 years of their life—and the way he practically lied to him.
" Get out." Was all Ran could say.
" Really? That's your response to—"
" Get the fuck out!"
Takeomi shifted towards Rindou who stared at his brother in what could he described as a look of shame.
" Alright Rindou let's head out." He said as he spared the older Haitani a glance.
Ran looked a mess, totally different than his usual well kept lazy demeanour.
" Yeah whatever." Rindou brushed off.
" Fucking sleep on it."
And the two men were out.
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" Rindou why are you calling me this late at night?"
You asked the male on the other line. Your day with Haruki ended up being much better than you had imagined. It seems like the little guy was very excited to hear about your availability for the next two weeks, and everything was falling right in place too. Apparently he wanted to have a play day with Tanjiro and Kano at your apartment, and now that you're home—it's impossible for you to say no.
Plans were being made quickly.
You have the promised dinner with Haruki that could be held Friday evening instead, and your plans to meet up with your foster mother and Aiko some time soon.
" I spoke with Ran."
You blinked, trying to process his words with your newly awoken brain.
" What?" Was all you could ask. " You what with Ran? What did you say?"
Rindou scoffed on the other end of the line.
" Jeez I know it's late but you're not drunk."
" Yeah well you're calling me well past midnight—"
" Now you're awake." Rindou swiftly interfered. " Me and Ran fought. Well...I fought with him. Literally."
Dread filled your stomach as you recached over to flick on the white light lamp you had beside your bed. The light burned your eyes but you blinked the aching away, your mind focused on the words of Rindou Haitani.
He had fought with Ran.
It settled within you quickly. You had never, never ever in your time—seen the Haitani brothers fight each other.
You've witnessed a few arguments, but those never passed a certain level of sibling pettiness. Neither of them would possibly let anything ever irk them to the extent of throwing fist.
Their relationship was everything, wholesome and strong, and you were baffled at the thought of Rindou fighting his brother for someone as old news as you.
" Rindou...You fought Ran? Over what I told you earlier? Why would you fight with him—"
Rindou kissed his teeth with great irritation. The sound alone stopped you from continuing on. " He fucking deserved it Y/N, and you should've heard the excuses he was making along the conversation. I don't regret it."
You placed two feet onto the carpet of your master room slowly. Edging yourself out of bed quietly. " But Rindou you and Ran are really close. You should've just let it it go, I mean I'm fine now. Having you around is more than good enough."
" Do you hear yourself?" Rindou asked in the most pissed off tone ever. " Ran left you to the cruel worlds hand at 17. Seven fucking teen. What if you weren't fine? You didn't and couldn't take care of the baby? What if you died giving birth because of how young you were? What if you became homeless and were broke because you didn't have a job? You didn't. Yeah, yeah that good to hear—but so what? Me and Ran started making rich blood money in 2011 or 12. He had every opportunity to slide in and check on you, see how you're doing, or maybe go back since we were more financially stable. And he didn't. Instead, he shows up with 1.8 million almost 9 years later—doesn't show his face, doesn't say a word to you, and that's it. That's all he did? That's okay to you? Really Y/N?"
You were silent as you stared at yourself in the mirror while sat in your vanity chair.
Nothing that he said was wrong. It was brutal and depressing, but it was not wrong.
Ran Haitani did you dirty, you and Haruki.
" He fucking left you to wolves," Rindou started with a louder and angrier tone. " and didn't tell me shit about it."
He didn't leave you to wolves..you had some people.
Chifuyu, Aiko, your foster mom.
But there was no denying that you struggled.
" Sorry..." you apologized, your head falling as you bit your lip.
Your eyes stung as you listened to Rindou sigh over the phone. " But that's not why I called Y/N."
You sniffled quietly, " What do you want then?"
The line was quiet, like Rindou was contemplating his next words very carefully. You raised a brow over the phone but didn't open your mouth to voice your confusion.
Only listening as the younger Haitani sighed again.
" Ran knows your number, and he's bound to find your address soon."
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Taiju
A place that he got a bit of peace of mind and it wasn’t church it was the aquarium. No matter the time in the day he loved seeing the different types of fish swimming around. He got to share his enjoyment of the Aquarium with his daughter. Taiju took time out of his schedule to take his daughter out for the day.He asked her where she wanted to go on the father and daughter outing. The first place she said was to the Aquarium. Her eyes gleamed at the large tanks filled with a variety of fishes. Some that were way bigger than her. “Daddy look!” she tugged at his hand bringing him to the large fish tank with a variety of different sharks.  
“I see.” he looked down at his daughter then back at the at tank seeing the large majestic creatures swimming.
His daughter saw some kids running to the touch pool where some of the rays and other sea creatures were. “Daddy can we go over there?!” she pointed  to the crowded area of kids. After agreeing to his daughter's request she snuggled her way into the touch pool, her hands reaching into the water as she was able to touch the ray swimming by. “It's so slimy!” she chuckled as she waited to touch the starfish. 
After going to every touch pool at the aquarium and seeing every exhibit twice, Taiju took his little one to the gift shop where she picked out an item. “Do you need help carrying it?” Taiju took small steps seeing his daughter's arms wrapped around the large shark stuffed animal that was almost as big as her. 
“It’s okay I got it daddy!” His daughter held on tightly to the plushie. It was still taking her sometime to walk since she was still tiny. Taiju decided to pick up his little one while he carried her as she still held onto the plushie. The car was parked pretty far at this rate his daughter was walking, it would have taken a while for them to get to the car. “I gotcha.” Taiju spoke, the sun was beginning to set. “Let me quiz ya which sea creature is green, they can lay eggs on the beach and live to be 100 years old?”
“That’s easy! A sea turtle!” She exclaimed.
During the walk to the car Taiju continued with his talk to his daughter quizzing her on all the sea creatures they saw at the Aquarium.
Hakkai
For the past few weekend’s when he wasn’t busy at a shoot he made time to take his daughter out. One thing he saw his daughter peak interest in was watching him bowl. Hakkai watched his daughter place the bowling ball on the kids ramp. “Alright sweetie you got this.” Hakkai crouches down next to his daughter. “Let's see how many you can knock down this time.” he patted his daughter's head. “You got this.” 
His daughter pushed the bowling ball down the kids ramp. They both watched the ball rolling down the aisle. They both watch as a few pins drop. “ I did it! Dad did you see did you see!?”  she jumped around excitedly.
“You did see I knew you could do it!” Hakkai proudly spoke, giving her a hug. 
“Dad when I get really good I’m going to do the same silly pose like you when you bowl.” she chuckled.
“It's not that silly.” he began scratching the back of his neck. 
His daughter began to imitate the pose she saw throughout the years. When she strikes the pose he closes his eyes, chuckling she was right.. “see dad it made you laugh.”
“Okay you're right but when I do that pose I always get a strike.Why don’t you try it.” Hakkai suggested it to her.
She placed the bowling ball on the ramp once more. When she pushed the ball she automatically did the pose holding it. Hakkai smirked as his daughter held the pose then watched the bowling ball going down the aisle. The pins began to go down one by one till they were all down. “It worked!!!!” “Alright!” picking her up and twirling her around. “I’m proud of you sweetie! 
Nahoya
“Wow.” his daughter was speechless as the ice cream dish was placed in front of her. “I can eat it all?” “Of course, we just can’t let your mom know.” his elbows rested on the table with a grin on his face. He promised his wife no sweets before they both arrived back home. But he couldn’t help but cave in when he saw her looking at the ice cream shop on the way home. It was a bit of a reward for her. “Secret between me and you right kiddo?” holding his pinky out towards her. Her little pinky wrapping around his “secret!” She was already talking about spoonfuls enjoying the mixture of vanilla and chocolate ice cream. “Papa, did  you want some?” she asked as she had a spoonful of the ice towards him. “You know I can’t turn down ice cream now.” he accepted the ice cream spoonful. “Isn’t it yummy?!” happily asking her papa. “Mhmm” he swallowed the ice cream. “That’s really good, it was a good thing we stopped here huh.” “Here, have another bite.” She brought another spoonful to him. He accepted the other bite. “Okay okay enough for me I want you to enjoy it.” “But I want to share it with you, papa!” she pouted slightly.
He was lucky his daughter wasn't bad. He thanked his wife for teaching her manners and sharing with others. She also had her moments at school when she heard her cousin getting picked on, the little Nahoya inside of her and defended her cousin. The reason Nahoya had to pick her up from school today. He was proud of his daughter that she had that spark in her. 
“You made me proud today kiddo. They way you handled a bully for your cousin today you proudly held the Kuwata name up high.” 
“So if I beat up another kid I will get more ice cream?” she asked. “Well depending on the circumstances.” He laughed.
Hanma
“Dad, do you have to be so embarassing?” his daughter ducked her head. “Oh I’m sorry am I embarrassing you my pretty princess?” he raised his brow, smirking. Oh yeah he was embarassing his pre teen daughter. He saw a few kids around her age and they chuckled at the interaction he was having with his daughter.. When did his daughter stop thinking he was cool?  She was in the awkward stage in her life where hanging out with her parents was lame. Hanma from the time she was younger till now always took her to the pier and they would play in the arcade, ride the ferris wheel and the same photo booth would take a photo together.  “Sorry I’m not cool anymore.” “Dad.” She covered her face. 
“Fine, well what do you wanna do then?” Hanma asked his daughter. “You used to like doing all this, now I don't know what you like.”
She still did like doing these things. “I do it just, can you not call me princess...” “Alright if you stop acting all embarrassed to hang out with your old man I will stop calling your princess in public deal?” “Deal.” she nodded. 
The moment they got onto the ferris wheel it was always something his daughter enjoyed as she was able to see everything on the pier. In that moment looking at his daughter he saw her as the little girl who tugged his hand around everywhere, who used to call him daddy or her favorite person in the world. But she was getting older and he didn't like it but he guessed that was a part he had to learn to deal with, letting her be her own person as she got older. His daughter looked over at him and she could see the bit of bum look on his face. “Hey dad.” “Yeah.” he was snapping out of his daze. “I know I don’t say it often like I used to but thank you for taking me out.” His daughter gave him a smile.  Hanma appreciated his daughter's words and made him feel a bit better. After they got off the ferris wheel “Do you wanna take a photo?” She looked over at the old photo booth. “You want to take a picture with me?” he spoke in a chuckling sarcastic tone. “I guess I could spare you sometime.” he gave her a smile as they both walked to the photo booth.
Sanzu
Sanzu’s daughters' tea parties were for exclusive people who lived in their home. He was invited along with the 5 stuffed animals. He sat at the small table and chairs, his knees close to his chest. “Would you care for some tea daddy?” his daughter held the teapot in her hand. “Of course I would love some.” he held the tea cup as she began to pretend to pour the tear in his cup. 
“Be careful it is hot!” she said she began to pretend to pour the other tea cup for her other guest. He watched his daughter pretend to take a sip of her tea “This is good isn’t daddy?” “Oh yeah it’s great.” he pretended to take a sip “It’s the best I ever had.”
“Daddy I have a surprise for you! But you have to close your eyes okay?” she said. “A surprise for me? What is it?” he asked. “She walked up to him she grabbed his hands and then over his eyes “It’s a silly surprise. No peeking!” She ran out of the room. Sanzu heard his little one exiting the room he was unsure of which room she was going into. For a few moments he heard her footsteps coming back into her room. She placed something in front of him. “Okay open them now!” When Sanzu removed his hands from his eyes he could see the familiar box he knew so well. ‘Cozy Corner’ he read on the pastry box. Opening the box to see the strawberry swirl cheesecake. “This is where you and mommy went this morning huh?” “Yup! I told her I wanted this for our tea party!” she gave him a wide grin. ‘Oh hell yea’ he thought to himself. “Lets go dig in this kitchen.”he grabbed the box and began to head towards the kitchen. He sat his daughter on the counter as he served two pieces for him and his daughter.  Both of them began to enjoy the delicious cheesecake. “You sure know how to throw a tea party.” “Mhmm!!” She had her cheeks stuffed with cheesecake. 
Baji
“You can run but you cannot hide.” Baji called out as he hid behind the wall. The room was completely dark there were splatters of glow in the dark paint everywhere. He held his laser gun in his hand. His daughter was very competitive with him. Who would be the one to privilege this victory. Chifuyu and Kazutora were out of the battle; it just came down to him and his daughter.  “Better like you can run but you cannot hide dad.” She shoulders back on the other side of the room crouching down. “Oh yeah well then face me like man coward.” he said taunting her thinking she would come out “I'm a girl!” she shouted. “I know what you're doing Mr. Keisuke.” “Oi that’s dad to you!” he proceeded with caution watching all around him making sure he would get a surprise attack from him. The battle was becoming intense. As the booth crept closer without knowing. Baji's hearing footsteps he turned “there ya are.” he pointed his gun and his daughter dodged out the way. “Dammit”
“Too slow!” she pointed her at him and missed as he moved out the way. Both of them went back and forth with one another until Baji got the final hit. “Who is slow now?” he smirked His daughter squinted her eyes. “You got lucky that's all that was.” She took off the vest. “Next time I will get the last hit.” “Well then I guess I will have to watch my back then,” he ruffled his daughter's hair. “Better yet let's do teams I beat, we can beat anyone on another team.” 
“Hell yeah! Oh I mean yeah that sounds cool.” she tried to play it off. Baji laughed at his laughter trying to cover up and she let a light curse word out. “Easy now I ain't your mom I’ll let it slide every now and then.” 
Ran 
It was a rainy day and they were supposed to go to the park but their plans were canceled. Seeing the bummed look on his little princess face they decided to have their father and daughter date in doors.There was nothing more Ran loved to do than watch his daughter's favorite movies with her. Both of them were in comfortable clothing and a blanket was on her lap. They decided to watch a new movie that was just released. Ran and her saw the previews and were excited to watch it. “You ready?” he smile holding the remote
“Yea!” she had the large bowl of popcorn on her lap.
The more the movie progressed Ran watched his daughter as she didn’t move her eyes were on the tv. The more he watched he noticed there was a touching sad scene in the movie. He saw her eyes slightly watering up, she began to wipe her eye softly sniffling. “That’s so sad daddy.” “You okay princess?” he asked. “She misses her daddy and mommy.” she wiped her eyes again. “What if they don’t find her and she is all by herself forever.” he saw her bottom lip sticking out more. 
It didn’t take Ran long to scoop her up and comfort her. “I know but she will find her mommy and daddy soon.” he was hoping that's how it ended  “no need to cry princess I’m sure she will be happy at the end.” he dried her eyes kissing her temple.He was patting her back trying to soother her but he didn't realize it put her to sleep. As the movie continued Ran was relieved that the movie ended with a happy ending. “See the movie-” Ran looked down to see her asleep. Turning off the t.v. he laid on the couch with his daughter resting on her chest he brought the covers up covering her. He was rubbing her back he let out a content breath he leaned forward kissing the top of her head. He closed his eyes as he took a nap with her.
Rindou
“Daddy you can’t move.” his fingers were widely spreaded on the counter. His daughter was carefully painting his nails. Very bold pink lacquer was coating his nails.
When it came to his little angel he couldn’t not deny any request. This was going to take him forever to get off his nails. “You missed a spot.” He pointed his head in the direction where his daughter missed an area on his nail. “Oh!” She began coating the area. She was humming as she continued to finish the rest of his fingers. The nails were slightly messy but seeing how proud his daughter looked at her work was all worth it. “What do you think daddy?!” she asked him.
“They look great, baby. Now what do I do now?” he asked her. “You have to wait till they dry or they will get messed up! So keep them wide apart.”  she closed up the polish. “Do you think if I ask uncle Ran if he wants his nails done he would?”  “He would if you ask him.” Rindou gave her a small smile. He watched as his daughter walked out of the room and she came back with some of her moms makeup. “What are you doing with mommy's make-up?”
“Imma give you a makeover!” she grabbed the make up brush dipping it into the pink eyeshadow. “Close your eyes daddy.”
Rindou closed his feeling the makeup’s brush being pressed against his eyelid. ‘Anything for my angel.’ He said to himself.
“Daddy you look so pretty!!!” She put the makeup brush down and brought the mirror to his face.
“You dad an amazing job angel.” Giving her a small his face. Even if he looked like a hot mess he did it for her. “Okay my turn to make you look like a princess.” He grabbed a pretty pastel pink nail polish and began to pain her nails.
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okkalo · 3 months
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thinking of accompanying a toman reunion party as ran’s plus one. you and him have been dating for years at the point, the rest of the gang were not new to you whatsoever.
mikey had persisted on throwing a secret santa for the party, insisting you joined in as well. after peer pressure, you gave in.
you were surprised to see ran holding out a small bag for you when it was your turn to get your present. of course, you took it as suspicious how your boyfriend turned out to be your secret santa. nevertheless, you took the bag from his smirking lips with a look of suspicion.
inside was an envelope and a velvet ring box.
you decide not to let your heart get too excited, not wanting to assume the best and be let down. so, you started with the envelope. you immediately cringed whenever you saw one of those cheesy romantic cards inside, ‘are you the grinch? because you stole my heart’ being worded on the front of the card. it wasn’t like he didn’t know it was cheesy, after all, he would constantly hear you joke about how bad cards were nowadays whenever either of you were gifted one.
“read it out loud!” mikey shouted, breaking the silence that enveloped the room.
“i’m not reading this out loud,” you immediately fought back with a small laugh, seeing how the inside of his card was just as cheesy and not at all like the usual nonchalant ran at all. despite it all, your heart grew warm as your hands grew shaky. was he really going to propose this way?
taking a breath after reading his written message about how he’s enjoyed the years together with you, you braced yourself and reached to pull out the ring box. it was eerily silent in the crowded room when you pulled it open, your heart stuttering until it immediately shattered at the sight of a ring pop tugged into the ring slot.
annoyed by his antics and the way he played with your heart, you immediately turned around to give him a glare, only to see him kneeling in front of you with an actual ring sitting in his hands.
“wrong ring,” he grinned up at you, immediately wiping away your earlier anger. “so…will you marry me?”
maybe you could forgive him for playing with your heart a little.
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qupidology · 18 days
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F1 Driver!Mikey who makes sure you fly out with him to the next race and when you guys land and settle in the hotel room he’ll eat your soul out of your pussy for the next two days until FPs start.
F1 Driver!Kakucho who is quick to pull you in a deep kiss when he sees you passing despite being in the middle of pre-race interviews
F1 Driver!Sanzu who always lets you help him with the design for his helmet because he wants it to reflect the both of you
F1 Driver!Chifuyu who makes it his job to make sure you’re at every race you can be because he’s convinced you’re the reason why he gets podium
F1 Driver! Baji who always walks in with you so everyone knows that he is taken and doesn’t play ‘bout his
F1 Driver!Shuji who tried to fuck you down in the paddock so the team principal banned you from being down there, the closest you can get is paddock club (shuji pouts about it every race week)
F1 Driver!Souya who made it his mission to win the upcoming race because he was going to propose to you after his win
F1 Driver!Peh-yan who cannot keep his hands off of you when he sees you walk in wearing his team colors and his number ‘32’ around your neck iced out
F1 Driver!Rindou who can never wipe the smug ass look on his face when he sees other drivers or engineers staring at you walk through the paddock because he has what everyone wants
F1 Driver!Ran who got two of his helmets made because he wanted y’all to match (and because there’s something about him seeing you in it that turns him on without fail)
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un0rin · 8 months
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TOKYO REVENGERS - 153 - NOCTE KING
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They look like constipated ghosts and that's alright <3 (ik this is ass dw)
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heyimroe · 1 year
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Tr Men opening a bottle for you
Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya, Ran & Rin, Baji, Sanzu, Hanma & Kisaki
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Content: fluff
Summary: You can't open a bottle and they help you open it
Please don't steal my post
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Mikey:
"Mikey!!" You shout across the hall as he was about to leave for work."Hm? What is it, y/n?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. "Help me open this bottle. Please," you say while giving him puppy eyes. He chuckles at your request and opens the bottle with ease. "Thanks, Mikey." You say quietly. He smiles at you, "You're welcome. " as he leaves for work.
Draken:
You sit in your seat as you struggle to open a coke bottle. "You need help?" He says while walking towards you. "Yes, please." You turn behind and say. He comes to you and takes the bottle, opening it and drinking some of the liquid inside it. "Ken!!" You whine while pouting your lips. He grins at your reaction, "Your welcome, baby." He says while pressing a kiss to your forehead.
Mitsuya:
You knock on the door as he says you can come in. "Taka-" you were about to ask him something but saw he was busy with his sewing machine. "Oh, sorry. I didn't know you were busy," you say while closing the door. He stops his sewing machine and turns to you. "It's okay, y/n. What's wrong?" He asks, his eyes sinking into yours. "Can you open this for me?" You ask, embarrassed a bit as he takes the bottle from your hand. "Here you go," he says after opening and giving it to you. "Thanks, Taka" giving him a kiss before leaving.
Ran:
"Ran, can you help me?" You ask your boyfriend as he leisures on the sofa. "I'm busy, y/n." He replies. The disappointment on your face made him feel guilty. As you were walking away, he stops you. "Wait, y/n." He sighs, "What'd need help with?" You give him the bottle and asking to open it. He quickly opens it and gives it to you. "Thanks, Ran." You says as you skip away happily.
Rin:
You and Rin were at home on your shared bed. He laid on your lap, scrolling mindlessly on his phone while you were trying to open a mineral water bottle. "How long do I have to watch you struggle til you ask me?" He says while turning his phone off. "Rin, help me please." You plead, watching him get up and taking the bottle from your grasp. He opens it easily and hands it to you. "Thanks, Rin." You smile as he pecks a kiss on your lips.
Baji:
You and Baji sat lazily on the carpet at Chifuyu's apartment. "Here are the drinks." Chifuyu says as he sets them down on the carpet. "Oh, y/n. Let me help you open it!" Taking the bottle from your hands but was stopped by Baji. "Who d'you think you are?" He mutters while grabbing the drink from his palms. Opening it with ease as he gives it to you as you stare at both of them as they start arguing. "I was just trying to help her!" Chifuyu shouts. "Are you her boyfriend?" Baji snaps.
Sanzu:
"Haru!" You shout across the ball while running to him. "Hm? What is it, baby?" He says while holding the remote and pressing random buttons, eyes fixated on the screen. "Help me open this," you say while handing him the bottle. He lets go of the remote and opens the bottle. Throwing the cap away and giving you the bottle. "There," he mumbles while looking at the screen still. "Thanks, haru." You say, kind of dissappointed he was still paying attention to the television.
Hanma:
"Shu-" you were confused as Hanma was nowhere in sight though he was just there a second ago. Your confused phase didn't notice his towering figure behind you. "You need something, doll?" He asks, his voice startling you and amused him. "Do you need help with the bottle?" He asks, you nod and he instantly opened it with no problem. "There," he says while patting your head as he walks away.
Kisaki:
Kisaki sat in his study as you come in. "Tetta, are you busy?" You ask as he puts down his papers. "No, why?" He replies as you walk in. "Help me open this bottle, please." You ask while feeling a bit embarrassed. He takes it from your grasp and opens it easily. He gives it back to you and pulls you down on his lap as you gasp. "There, now stay with me til I'm done."
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nnyarlaa · 9 months
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Ran as Draculaura!!
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gennysuga · 8 months
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Rindo has a twitch channel in the final timeline.
He plays video games with Sanzu and Senju sometimes
Except they play at night
And Rindo forgets more than once how loud they're being
So when a hand is put on his shoulder he's either startled or starts to scream (specially if they're playing a horror games and it's 3 am). But then he realizes whose hand it is. And he starts to actually be terrified.
Because they just woke up Ran
Edit: Rindo's fanbase sees Ran as a cryptid
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