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At first sight Part Fifteen

(m!reader x Bonten!Haruchiyo Sanzu)

Fluff/slash/reader is male/cursing/BontenTimeline/drugs and alcohol mentioned/violence/blood/death

All characters that appeared in the Tokyo Revengers manga and anime belong to Ken Wakui.

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Once you got rid of the chatty colorful flea from the car, you and Sanzu sighed loudly with relief. You looked at each other and tiredness was visible on your faces. 

“Now I understand Mochi.” You said, trying to keep a straight face, and Sanzu smiled weakly. 

“He's a good boy… Girl…” He sighed. “But tiring. Will you tell me what's going on with this Y/n-chan?” 

You started your car from the parking space and continued on your way to your cafe. “I just stood up for her and that was it. Nothing big." 

“Hmm... Are you sure nothing more happened between you two? Junko is only so affectionate with people who are her type.” 

You looked at him terrified and Sanzu made an unspecified face. “Don't even joke like that.” You whispered, feeling shivers run down your spine. “Don't even joke like that, Haru.” 

"I'm serious. If Mochizuki was more submissive, he would become Mochi-chan.” The man shrugged, looking away from you. 

“But… But Junko said that only Nagasawa could touch her in a sexual way, so…” 

“I was kidding, Y/n. You don't have to be so tense." Sanzu rolled his eyes, but after a moment of silence, his bright eyes looked at you inquisitively. “Would you like to?” 

“I would like what?” 

“You know, fuck Junko.” 

“Haru!” You raised your voice and pulled into the small parking lot behind the coffee shop. “Spit out the words.” 

Haruchiyo's face showed no emotion, and his gaze never left your face. You sat in the car in complete silence for the next few minutes. You turned your head towards him, and his eyes widened slightly, seeing the sadness in yours, which made him shift slightly in the passenger seat. 

“I don't want anyone else but you, Haruchiyo…” 

“Girls in clubs. Prostitutes..." 

“Girls in clubs, only if you encourage them to spend time with us. Prostitutes... You know I don't sleep with them as often as I could, and I don't sleep with all of them either.” You said in a slightly offended tone and Sanzu looked down for a moment, pursing his lips as his fingers smoothed down the leg of his pants. 

"I know. Although girls in clubs were more attracted to you without encouragement than to me." He said softly, and you grabbed his hand gently, squeezing it lightly. 

“First of all, what I happen to do with girls is just a response to my body's needs, nothing more. I love you, Haru..." 

“And Rosie.” He said, looking at you coldly and you wanted to pull away, but you still held his hand firmly. 

“Rosie, only platonically. She is a good friend to me.” The pink-haired man raised one eyebrow at your statement. “I'm not kidding, I could say she's like a sister to me…” 

“Would you sleep with your own sister? Naughty pervert.” Sanzu asked, smirking. 

“We only had sex a few times, Haruchiyo… Fuck, only a few times…” 

“And you took baths together more often.” 

You opened your eyes wider, and your mind suddenly went blank. “How do you know that?” 

“I have my ways.” He muttered, looking away from you and shrugging, although a very faint blush appeared on his cheeks. “I guess you're the only one who shows such tenderness to a prostitute.” 

“I already told you that Rosie…” 

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. All right, so be it.” He lifted your joined hands and looked at them with narrowed eyes. “Maybe I'll have to smile at her? Who knows? Maybe she will tell me some of your secrets?” 

“Wouldn't you like to discover them yourself?” You asked, squeezing his hand again. 

“It's none of your business how I find out other people's secrets, L/n.” He grumbled again, looking at you intently. 

“Rosie may be tempting you to see how much you care about this knowledge... So please, before you believe anything, come to me for confirmation, okay?” 

“I don't like it when people lie to me.” 

"Please." You said softly, knowing what Sanzu meant. You didn't want him to hurt your Rosie. 

"All right. This time I will relent.” 

“Thank you, Haru.” You pulled his hand towards you and kissed his knuckles softly. "Thank you." 

Sanzu moved slightly and removed his hand from your grip, confused, almost embarrassed. “If it's on the recordings from your cafe, I'll strangle you.” He grumbled and got out of the car without waiting for you. 

You walked to the front of the cafe and saw through the windows that there was quite a bit of traffic today. You looked at your watch and raised an eyebrow, it was actually already Friday noon, so the number of customers was quite appropriate. 

The pink-haired man pushed the door to the building and the cheerful sound of the bell that hung above the entrance rang, signaling the staff the arrival of another customer.

The nice-looking woman standing behind the counter looked in your direction and a polite, sincere smile appeared on her pretty face, causing sweet dimples to appear on her cheeks. 

“Good morning, boss, Mr. Sanzu.” She greeted you as you came closer and bowed politely and asked. “Would you like a table? We still have a few tables available, and two private boxes are also available.” 

“Good morning, Aina-chan. I would like to take care of the outstanding invoices today; I understand that Asahi-chan has already settled them?” You said calmly, watching Haruchiyo from the corner of your eye as he discreetly looked around. 

“Oh, yes. They are for your viewing, Mr. L/n. Will your guest also go to the back?” 

"Yes." Sanzu said, looking at the cake display. “How many types of cheesecake do you have, Aina-chan?” 

“Oh, three lemon, two strawberry, same peach. These are cold cheesecakes. Since hiring Chiyoko-chan, we also have one of the best cooked cheesecakes in the area.” She smiled kindly at him and pointed to the selected cakes with a slight blush. “Is there anything in particular you would like to try?” 

“I want to try everyone.” He said in a very confident tone, still looking at the display. 

"Every...?" You asked, not sure if you heard correctly. 

“Every single one.” 

“Haru…” You started, but he gave you such a look that you immediately changed your posture and smiled at the café employee with a sheepish smile. “One of each, Aina-chan... Please.” 

“Of course, sir. We'll bring it to the back.” Aina bowed again as you walked past with the pink haired one and whispered to another of the currently available waitresses to help her with the cakes. 

"Can you eat that much?” You asked, still surprised as you closed the office door behind you, which was located in the back of the building. 

“You will help me.” He replied carelessly, sat down in his chair and pulled out a bottle of pills, which he held up to the light to see how much he had left. “We have time.” 

You sat down behind the desk, which had several invoices for supplies of coffee and other items needed to run the cafe, as well as a few bills. You started looking through them and were pleased to see that Asahi had taken care of paying for everything, just like she always did. The girl was responsible and always made sure that there were no arrears or debts. This was what you expected from her as the café manager, and you didn't regret hiring her. 

You looked up from your papers when you heard Sanzu pouring pills into a small tray that usually served as a decoration on your cabinet. The man began counting the pills, nodding thoughtfully. Unlike last time, his face remained calm. That meant he had replenished his supply of drugs, but a thought popped into your head... 

“I hope you didn't hoard anything in my café.” You said quietly and Sanzu froze. 

He looked at you with an innocent face and smiled sweetly. “I trust your girls, but not that much. Don't worry, there's nothing illegal in your cafe... Unless you're involved in something.” 

“You know very well that I'm not.” You began to put the documents into their appropriate binders, glancing at Sanzu every now and then. “I'm glad you respect the cleanliness of this place.” 

Sanzu snorted like a cat, got offended and went back to counting pills, mumbling something under his breath, to which you smiled. He poured the contents back into the bottle, put it in his pocket, then got up from the chair and started walking around the room, looking in different places. 

“Are you looking for hidden cameras?” You joked innocently and Haru shot you a knowing look. “There's only one in the left corner.” You pointed to the spot on the wall where the door was. 

“You need another one, facing the entrance.” 

“I thought about that too, but for now the one in the hall will have to do.” You looked up at him again. “I am planning a renovation in the near future.” 

"What for?" The pink-haired man was surprised, looking around the room again. “Everything else is fine.” 

“It seems so, but in some places the plaster is starting to fall off. They are covered by furniture.” 

Sanzu let out a soft "Oh" and walked over to the small window to look outside. “At least no one will break in this way. They will not fit." 

“Exactly... I want to take this window down. I have air conditioning here, and there's not enough sunlight coming through this... I can't even open it to let in more fresh air.” 

“Then buy the floor above, enlarge the café and turn it into an office in one of the new rooms. And use this little room for...” He shrugged. “For anything else. For example, for an additional storage room.” 

You looked at Sanzu thoughtfully. His blue eyes roamed around your small office as if he was making plans in his head, and you felt a warmth in your heart. You didn't think he would be more interested in your business than in the cakes and coffees you serve here. 

“It's not a stupid idea. The cafe brings a lot of profit and I have heard that potential customers go to the competition because of the lack of seats. Can you help me with my plans?” 

Sanzu smiled broadly at you, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “What will you give me for this?” 

"What do you want?" You laughed lightly. “You already have my soul.” 

“Y/n!” He placed his hand over his heart, making a shocked and outraged face. “You are mean! 10% of the profits is enough for me.” 

"Only?" You asked, getting serious. 

“Your café is less profitable than my nightclub.” He shrugged, sitting back in his chair and crossing his legs. “Besides, as you mentioned, I already have your soul.” 

“How gracious of you, thank you.” You muttered and the man gave you his middle finger. 

You wanted to comment on it, but there was a knock on the door and after a while your two employees entered. They bowed politely and pushed a small cart into the room, on which they had plates with pieces of various cheesecakes, which looked much better than those on display. 

Aina began to place them on the coffee table that stood in front of the small leather sofa, and the other girl - if you remembered correctly, her name was Hanae - set out two cups made of the best porcelain you had. Aina remembered well what kind of coffee you and Sanzu preferred, which you were very happy about. 

You saw your companion looking at your new employee, seemingly casually, but not in an unpleasant way at all. Poor Hanae was blushing all the time as if she was about to burst into flames and turn into a pile of ash before your eyes. When you first met a month ago, she looked like you were intimidating her, but the company of Haruchiyo Sanzu seemed to have turned up the heat on her. When everything was ready and served properly, you were proud of the girl for not letting her nerves get the better of her and not dropping anything. 

The cafeteria workers bowed again and left your office, and as the door closed behind them, you heard a muffled giggle and Aina's voice praising the new girl for a job well done. 

Sanzu looked at you with a knowing smirk and waggled his eyebrows. You let out a soft laugh and motioned him towards the sofa, letting him know that he could start tasting. He listened to you and politely moved to the sofa, looked at the prepared desserts and rubbed his hands together. There was a gentle smile on his lips that you liked so much. 

You stayed behind the desk and, while arranging the documents, looked at the man, observing his reactions to the cheesecakes he tried. At the first two lemon cheesecakes, his graceful nose wrinkled slightly, signaling that he didn't necessarily like them, and at the same time, you knew that you would have to eat them until the end. At the last lemon one, Sanzu looked very skeptical, but after the first small bite he hesitated. 

You rested your chin on your hand and watched the pink-haired gangster thoughtfully chew another bite of cheesecake, and after a while his slender hand moved the plate to the side, signaling that he liked it. He drank some coffee to rinse his mouth and pursed his lips slightly. He began twirling the fork between his fingers and looked at you carefully. 

“I know everyone has different tastes, but these two... Your girls still need to work on them. One is too sour, and the other is too bland.” He said in an appraiser's tone, and you nodded, smiling softly. 

“Of course, I'll pass it on to them.” 

For a short moment you looked into each other's eyes in complete silence, then Sanzu, still not taking his eyes off your face, drank coffee from his cup again and stuck his fork into one of the two strawberry cheesecakes, taking a small bite of it. He carefully put it in his mouth and started chewing. 

“Hmm... Yes, this one is velvet.” He muttered under his breath as he pushed the plate to the side and stuck his fork into one of the strawberries to get a closer look at it, then ate it. “Yhym... Where do you get strawberries?” 

“From a trusted source. We have an agreement with one of the best fruit and vegetable wholesalers..." 

“And the most expensive, right?” He tried another strawberry cheesecake and once again pushed the plate to the side. 

“It doesn't matter. We don't serve customers just anything.” You shrugged, returning to your interrupted activity. 

"That's good. You can afford it.” Sanzu stopped tasting, got up from the sofa, then walked to the shelf with binders and looked at them carefully. He chose one with fruit delivery invoices and started looking through it. “You changed your supplier twice?” 

"Yes." You frowned slightly, lifting your head to look at him. “The owner of one died and his successor terminated the contracts with the newly opened outlets. As fate would have it, the cafe had only been open for three months...” You sighed and shook your head. “They had pretty fair prices.” 

Haruchiyo nodded and put the binder aside to reach for another one. “And the other supplier?” 

“He wanted a partner and for me to employ his daughters. I refused.” 

The pink-haired man turned to look at you in surprise. He opened his mouth to say something, but you stopped him with a raised hand. 

“His daughter had a minor sentence for embezzling various amounts of money. I didn’t want that risk in my coffee shop.” You said and Sanzu started laughing to himself. 

"All right. I see." He put the binder back on the shelf and walked around the small room again. 

“If you thought about hiding your…” 

"I know, I know." Sanzu grumbled, rolling his eyes and returned to the sofa, sitting on it with a loud sigh. “Grumpy.” 

He took the bottle out of his pocket and swallowed another pill, immediately washing it down with coffee. 

“I know that you tend to experience stimuli with redoubled intensity after them. Won't that affect your judgment of desserts?" You asked, leaning back in your chair behind your desk. 

“No, nothing can disturb that. Don’t worry, Y/n.” He replied by stabbing another cheesecake with his fork, this time one of the peach ones. He looked at the bite carefully and put the food in his mouth, only to nod his head and smile a little after a second. “Nice, really good.” He took another two bites and pushed the plate away. 

“You'll eat them all, right? The ones you like…” You asked, feeling a little uneasy as you looked at the portions he moved to the side. 

“Of course you will help me with this.” He looked at you with narrowed eyes, a mischievous smile appearing on his lips. “We're not leaving here until we eat everything.” 

“But your task with Ran and Rindou…” 

“Fuck them.” He shrugged and patted the spot on the sofa next to him. “If you care so much about doing our job, why don't you start helping me, hmm?” 

You shook your head and stood up with a sigh, then sat down next to him and watched for a moment as he tried the remaining cheesecakes, saving the cooked cheesecake for last. When he closed his eyes while chewing, you knew he had found a favorite. The corners of your mouth turned up at the bliss on the pink-haired man's face. 

You laughed softly and reached for one of the lemon cheesecakes that he didn't like and started eating. In fact, this piece was quite bland, but combined with coffee, it was swallowable. Fortunately, the portions of dessert were not large, and the thought appeared in your head that if Haru helps you, you should eat everything the girls brought. You may need another cup of coffee, but there shouldn't be any left. 

"Try this one." You heard your companion's voice, and when you looked at him, he was holding a fork with a bite of the last cheesecake in his hand, right at the level of your mouth. You looked up in surprise into Sanzu's bright, laughing eyes and didn't need any further encouragement to taste the dessert. 

“Very good indeed.” You said after a moment, feeling your cheeks begin to blush slightly. 

“Oh? Have you never been fed by anyone?” Sanzu joked, scooping some strawberry cheesecake onto his fork and bringing it back to your mouth. 

“I was... But never by you, Haruchiyo.” You answered truthfully and allowed the man to feed you again. Your heart began to beat harder and faster with the excitement and joy you were just beginning to feel. 

“Start getting used to it. If you behave nicely, I will do it more often and maybe not necessarily with just cakes or other desserts.” He said, pursing his lips slightly, then took the second of the lemon cheesecakes on his fork and placed it under your mouth. “Now see for yourself how sour this one is.” 

You gently scooped the food from the fork with your mouth and the moment the acidity filled your taste buds, you grimaced. 

“Aha... Sour.” You shook your head, wrinkling your nose, swallowed the bite, and licked your lips. “It must have been the most common mistake in the world. It definitely wasn’t supposed to come out this sour.” 

“Yhym.” Sanzu hummed, taking a sip of coffee. “Drink some coffee, it will make you feel better.” 

At that moment, a thought popped into your head, and you smiled slyly. “I think I know a much better way to sweeten the taste of this mistake.” 

“Oh? Like what?” Haru asked, turning his head towards you. Curiosity filled his eyes and in one fluid movement, you leaned towards him and stole a short kiss from his slightly parted, pale pink lips. 

You leaned back smugly, leaving the man in silent shock. Many emotions flashed in Sanzu's eyes, but all you could read were surprise, anger, and embarrassment. You looked to the side expecting a blow to the head, but... 

“Mean bitch.” Sanzu muttered, setting down his coffee cup and fork. “A mean, lousy piece of shit.” 

Hearing his annoyed tone of voice, you looked at him again and had to admit that Haruchiyo looked cute with his flushed face and pouting lips. Too cute... 

You leaned down again and gently placing your hand on his cheek turned his head towards you before kissing his lips again. And again. And one more time... Then he placed his hand on the back of your neck and held you in place, pressing his lips to yours, prolonging and deepening the kiss. 

Your lips worked together in a pleasant way and neither of you increased the pace, allowing the kiss to be slow and controlled. You haven't felt so great in a long time... 

You gently and slowly ran your hand down his cheek and felt the pads of his fingers brush against your skin on the back of your neck, lightly slipping between your hair at the back of your head. 

You stayed in the kiss for a moment, and then Haru pulled away slightly, removing his lips from yours. Your breaths were quick and hot. He placed his forehead against yours and looked at you through half-lidded eyes. His beautiful, thick eyelashes looked like fans. 

You rubbed the tip of your nose against his and caressed his cheek again, to which the gangster responded with a soft laugh and moved his face further away from yours, so you could once again look at his already red lips, which tempted you more and more. Their scarred corners lifted into a smile. 

“You're disgusting, Y/n.” He said quietly, still smiling. “Kissing your own boss so shamelessly. Are you hoping for a pay raise or what?” 

You laughed involuntarily and cupped his face in both hands, gently running your thumbs over his scars. “And who is saying this? It's such a terrible thing to use your subordinate in his own office..." 

Sanzu snorted disdainfully and removed his hand from the back of your neck, only to clamp both of them around your wrists. There was a dangerous gleam in his eyes, but his lips stretched into a smile again. 

“You don't want me to take advantage of you, L/n.” He said softly, his tone full of threatening promises, and a cold shiver ran down your spine. “You love me anyway. You always will.” His fingers tightened around your wrists, but then he relaxed and laughed happily, leaning forward and placing one of the sweetest kisses on your lips in your entire life. 

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tw. parents fighting and kids getting caught in the crossfire

my thoughts on the haitani backstory: dad was a gambling addict, won really big once and attracted their mom who was excited by the thought of living a luxurious life. and then he went and lost big, practically all of his money, causing mom to get panicked and agitated. she leaves them for long periods of time for who knows what and where, eventually leaving for good. their dad is absent, only showing up at the apartment to crash.

ran steps up and starts noticing the signs, protecting them both from their parents' explosive fights. he resents them both, disowning them as his parents at a young age and instead relying on himself to get out of there with rindou. i really think that's how the whole 'we don't need anyone but each other' thing came around. they're loving towards each other, as much as siblings can be, supportive of each others' interests and ambitions. they respect certain individuals, but at the end of the day, only rely on each other.

and i think that's why ran is so concerned with appearances & standing out, showing off their status and wealth and whatnot. because that's his way of assuring everyone, including himself, that he's done a good job of taking care of them both.

idk. i just think they're cool and deserved a deeper dive into their story.

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can't find it but inspired by that one tweet that said the haitanis would definitely tease kakucho by making up these life-threatening games and saying that all siblings play them and he's just like ?!!???

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Koko in the passenger seat, looking at the map: I have bad and good news at the same time

Seishu, driving the car: what's good?

Koko: there's only 1 mile left

Seishu: and what's bad?

Koko: we took a wrong turn an hour ago

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dapper girlie pop

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Had the honor of painting this wonderful commission of Finwe morning the loss of his beloved wife Miriel by the silver willows in Lorien.

Thank you @Khris Clymer for requesting this piece!

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They should probably learn how to behave in front of Aniki's. 👌

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At first sight Part Fourteen (Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten, Part Eleven, Part Twelve, Part Thirteen)

(m!reader x Bonten!Haruchiyo Sanzu)

Fluff/slash/reader is male/cursing/BontenTimeline/drugs and alcohol mentioned/violence/blood/death

All characters that appeared in the Tokyo Revengers manga and anime belong to Ken Wakui.

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*knock, knock, knock*  

You opened one eye. The room was dark and silent. In your sleep, you thought you heard a knock on the door. You rolled over and started to fall asleep again when suddenly your phone started vibrating.  

You felt for it with your hand and looked at the screen. It was almost 3 a.m. and the call was coming from... Sanzu. You frowned and answered.  

"Yes?" Your voice was hoarse and sleepy, but your heart started beating faster. Did something happen? 

"Open the door." He said in a tone that brooked no objection.  

"What for? It's almost 3 a.m...."  

“Open up. These. Fucking. Door. L/n.” The man gritted his teeth and there was a loud bang, as if he had kicked a door.  

You sat up in bed abruptly, turning on the lamp on the nightstand and looking towards the door. You saw the doorknob turn a few times and there was another bang. 

“Open it now or I will break it open. You know I can do it.” He laughed unpleasantly and you got out of bed.  

"I'm coming." You sighed, hung up and threw your phone on the bed.  

You walked over to the door that Sanzu was still struggling with and turned the key in the lock, unlocking it. 

The door suddenly opened, almost hitting you in the face, and a very angry pink-haired man stood in front of you. He looked at you coldly and after a moment his bright eyes traveled down your body, stopping for a split second on your private area, he pushed you out of the doorway and entered your room.  

"Where she is?" He asked, looking around the room.   

You watched in surprise as Sanzu threw the sheets off your bed, looked under the bed itself, then walked over to the window and checked the curtains. 

"Who are you talking about?" You closed the door so that no one would accidentally see your bare ass and picked up the sheets from the floor and started spreading them back out on the bed.  

“Whore, who else?” The man opened your closet abruptly and moved several hangers around.  

“There's no one else here but us.” 

“Stop talking nonsense.” He growled and walked into the bathroom and you heard the shower open suddenly. “Where did you hide her?”  

You sighed heavily and followed the man. “I'm telling you, there's no one here…”  

“I know you sleep like this after sex, and you don't let the girls out of bed all night.” He looked at you again and began to roll up his sleeves. "Where she is?" 

“Sanzu…” You rubbed your eyes with one hand, starting to feel frustrated. You already knew why he came and laughed bitterly. “It didn't work out at the club so you want the girl I had sex with?”  

“You fucked up my mood and Haitanis took care of both girls who were with us. So, guess what, L/n.” He frowned and asked in frustration at your amusement. “What are you laughing at, huh? What's so funny about this whole situation, hmm?”  

You laughed even louder, knowing that you might regret it very soon. 

“I didn't take any of the girls. I didn't feel like doing it.”  

“Then why did you sleep naked?” Sanzu's face betrayed his incomprehension.  

Yeah...  

“Because I was jerking off.” You said calmly and waved at him. “If you care so much I will serve you.”  

Haruchiyo paled as the meaning of your words dawned on him and looked at you in shock. He was silent for a moment, looking at you like you were crazy, and looked back at your exposed genitals. 

“Are you fucked up?” He huffed and walked out of your bathroom, pushing you out of the doorway.  

As he passed you, you saw his cheeks begin to blush.  

“Come on... It's nothing. You close your eyes, and it will be over.” You said with a slight smirk as you followed him.  

"Absolutely not..."  

“It's nothing bad… I love you, you know…” You reached out and gently touched one of the piercings in his ear to tease him. 

“Y/n…” He turned his head towards you and looked at you with wide eyes that were filled with so many emotions that you couldn't even distinguish them.  

“I know a few tricks you might like…” You said quietly, taking a step towards him, but he stopped you with an outstretched hand that he placed on your chest.  

“No.” He said, making a serious face, but his voice didn't sound very firm, as if he was hesitating. “Put on your underwear.”  

“Okay, I'll put it on.” You nodded and placed a hot hand on his and began to run it down his forearm, down to the tattoo. “Will you stay or are you going back to your place?” 

Sanzu's pupils dilated even further as you stroked his skin and as you ran your fingers over his wrist again, you felt his heart rate increase. He stayed silent, watching your face, as if wondering what he should do next.  

You gently took his hand in yours and brought it to your lips to begin kissing his fingers and knuckles. Your heart skipped a beat when he didn't remove his hand and you started leaving soft kisses on the inside of his hand. Sanzu moved his fingers gently, still allowing you to caress him, and when you lifted your eyes to his face, you saw that he was looking at you with wide eyes, his cheeks pinker than before. 

You closed your eyes and put your mouth to his wrist, very gently sucking on the skin where the vein was pulsating more and more intensely. Then you heard one of the most beautiful sounds you had never heard before, even in nightclubs, when he was taking care of willing girls.  

Sanzu inhaled with a soft hiss and a soft, barely audible moan escaped his lips, the tips of his fingers gently, almost ghost-like, brushing the skin of your face. 

“Y/n... Stop...” He whispered shakily and removed his hand from your weak grip. “Stop, please.” You looked up at his face, but the pink-haired one wasn't looking at you anymore. He lowered his shirt sleeves and took a few steps towards the door. “That's nice... I have to admit it, but... I don't love you, and you're making me feel weird.”  

His words should have hurt, but his reactions so far told you otherwise. You saw the warmth in his gaze, even though it was mixed with fear.  

“You are everything to me, Haruchiyo... I want you to be happy... I want to give you the happiness you deserve.” 

At the sound of your soft tone, he looked at you again and several emotions flashed across his handsome face. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but closed it and quickly left your room, slamming the door behind him.  

“And that's it…” You grumbled to yourself and went back to bed. You turned off the lamp, laid your head on your pillow and looked at the window, the curtains of which had not been closed tightly again. “And I could have taken a whore… Maybe he would have stayed a little longer.”  

You closed your eyes to try and sleep, and a thought popped into your head, making you wince. Yes, Sanzu would stay a little longer... But to punish you, he would have sex with a prostitute in your bed, and that wouldn't be so cool. 

After a few more minutes, you heard someone quietly open the door to your room and close it just as quietly. You were surprised by this, but you didn't move, waiting curiously to see what would happen next, and someone snuck up to your bed.  

You felt the mattress sag under someone's weight, and you fought the urge to turn around and see who was visiting you this time. You heard the slight rustle of the sheets as the weight shifted, and after a moment you realized that someone had laid down next to you. 

Very slowly, so as not to scare the intruder, you turned to look over your shoulder and your heart skipped a beat. You could have sworn you saw the faint glint of moonlight in his long hair and light shirt. You looked at Haruchiyo's back.  

You smiled to yourself and turned your head again, thinking that maybe the man felt something for you after all...   

You closed your eyes again and this time you fell asleep, feeling a pleasant warmth in your chest. 

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You woke up alone. The other half of the bed looked like no one had slept on it and you thought it was your mind playing a trick on you and Sanzu not returning to your room after he left it. Were the things that separated you making you feel desperate? You only saw him for a few minutes a day and it was far too short for you. Until now, you had spent almost entire days and nights in his company.  

Your skin prickled and your hands itched to touch his skin again. It made you want to hear his voice again as he bragged about his conquests in bed and how he had beaten up one or more of the guys. You missed this. 

“For fuck's sake…” You cursed quietly, rubbing your face with your hands. “You're acting like you're in rehab…”  

You got out of bed and when you opened the curtains, the sunlight enveloped your naked body in its warmth. You wanted it all to end. So that you can accompany Sanzu again in every, even the smallest, aspect of his life. So that you can work together again and pick fights with those who asked for it, trying to undermine Bonten's authority. 

You missed Sanzu's madness, and it hadn't even been a week since you two had been separated by work. The only hope was that at some point it would come together, and you would be able to be with him again. The only question is, will things between you be the same as before? Maybe if he accepted his feelings for you... Whatever they were. He may even hate you, but you will still love him. 

You walked into the bathroom and opened the cabinet to get a fresh towel and that's when you noticed that there were more pill bottles hidden behind them. You smiled to yourself and shook your head. Maybe you'll learn more about the pink-haired man's feelings after his drugs? If they stay, he still accepts you, and if they disappeared - like his other things - he wants to distance himself from you as much as he can. 

You nodded and took a quick shower. Yes, that's not a stupid thought. After all, drugs were a big part of his life, of course, right behind Mikey.  

You dried yourself off with a towel, shaved and started taking care of your facial skin, which you had skipped over the last two days, and when you finished you felt fresh and light. 

As you stepped out of the bathroom in your underwear to put on a clean shirt, your eyes noticed a purple and pink stain on the sofa. You turned your head in that direction and saw Sanzu. Both of his legs were propped up on the table, something you didn't like him doing, and his arms were crossed over his chest. His expression was impassive, and his bright eyes were narrowed. 

You looked at each other for a moment and didn't quite know what was going to happen next, because the atmosphere seemed slightly tense. Or maybe you wanted to read it that way, afraid that Haruchiyo would decide to reject you...  

“Good morning or Good afternoon, I didn't look at the clock…” You said slowly, trying to use a calm tone. 

"Good morning. It's just after 10 a.m.” He replied to you in an equally calm tone and tilted his head to the side slightly. “Do you have any plans for today, apart from going out with Hanma tonight?”  

“No. I wanted to take a closer look at the reports later, but I'm not busy most of the day..." 

"That's good." He raised his arms, stretched hard, got up from the sofa and walked towards the window. "Dress up. I want coffee... And I'm going to try your cheesecake today.” 

You looked after him in considerable shock, your mind suddenly going blank. As you watched Sanzu open the window and peer into one corner of the sill, checking the condition of your ashtray, the corners of your mouth began to twitch and your heart began to beat faster. Maybe there was still hope after all...  

“Do I always have to clean up this mess, L/n?” He said dissatisfiedly, picking up the ashtray and turning towards you. His face showed disappointment and he shook his head, mumbling something under his breath. 

He walked over to the small trash can right next to the bathroom door and dumped the ashes into it, and you heard him rinse the ashtray in the sink. You started getting dressed, the smile never leaving your face.   

“What are you so happy about?” He put the clean ashtray back in its place and took a bottle of pills from his pocket. He swallowed two pills and walked over to you, looking at you from head to toe. “Whatever you're thinking about... This isn't a date.” 

“It doesn't matter what it is.” You replied as you tied your tie, your voice sounding happy. “As long as I go anywhere with you, it doesn't have to be a date.”  

"Wherever?" He patted your hands and started tying your tie himself. "What's that supposed to mean?"  

You politely lowered your hands and looked at Sanzu's face with sparkling eyes. Your heart was overflowing with love, and you could barely keep yourself from enveloping the man in your arms. 

“Well, just anywhere. I missed your company, Haru.” You said in a soft voice truthfully.  

The pink haired man's lips turned into a thin line as he carefully tightened your tie and smoothed the collar of your shirt. He placed his hands on your shoulders and looked into your eyes. Sure, his pupils were dilated, but there was still consciousness in them. He lightly tightened his fingers and loosened them before slowly moving his hands up to your neck and finally cupping your face. 

When he started stroking your cheeks with his thumbs, you automatically succumbed to his touch with a soft sigh and closed your eyes. Such a small gesture, but it made you feel better.  

“Do you have to act like a puppy, Y/n? Hmm?” Sanzu asked quietly and when you looked at him again, you saw his eyes land on your lips for a split second.  

You also looked at his lips and the scars on either side of them. You wanted to feel their softness against yours once again, and as if by telepathy, Sanzu moved his face closer to yours and kissed you gently. His lips were pleasantly soft, and you didn't want their warmth to leave your lips. 

His strong hands moved just behind your ears, and he pulled you closer, deepening the kiss. You didn't protest, on the contrary, you wrapped your arms around his waist and back, pulling him closer to you, and when you felt his heartbeat become stronger, a soft sigh escaped your lips. 

Your lips moved in sync that you had never even dreamed of. You carefully moved one hand along his spine, causing his slim body to press closer to yours, and the pink-haired man inhaled through his nose much louder and sharper than before. 

He pulled his face away from yours, breaking the kiss and gasping for air through his red, still parted lips. You looked at Sanzu and sprinkled his blushing face with small kisses, to which he responded with a quiet chuckle and lightly, playfully punched your shoulder. 

“Enough, Y/n. That's enough.” He looked at you with those beautiful eyes of his and smiled mischievously and pointed his finger at you and himself. “Don't try to take the initiative. I'm in charge here." 

“Of course, boss Sanzu. Sorry." You replied with a smile and the man moved away from you, the smile never leaving his lips. He shook his head and laughed quietly. “What are you doing to me, Y/n?” 

“I think you're doing something to me, Haruchiyo.” You ran your fingers through your hair to take your mind off the softness of his lips. “And it's been that way from the very beginning. Literally, from the very beginning.” 

Neither of you spoke for a moment, and you felt Sanzu's searching gaze on you. The smile disappeared from his lips and a serious look appeared on his face. 

“You don't think I broke up your relationship, do you?” He asked, trying to keep his voice impassive. 

You looked at him with an equally serious expression. Was it actually you who started destroying your relationship with Emiko? You spent a lot of time with Sanzu during gang activities and also in private, but not as much as with her. You told her about the pink-haired man, but you praised her more often to Sanzu until he had to warn you several times that if you didn't shut up, his ears would either fall off or he would gag you. Yes, your heart skipped a beat when you saw Haruchiyo Sanzu for the first time, but… 

You wanted to deny it, you wanted to say that you hadn't fallen in love with him that day, but somehow you couldn't do it. 

Sanzu looked away and moved towards the door. “Coffee and cheesecake.” 

“Wait, Haru.” You grabbed his wrist tightly and pulled lightly, turning him back to you. “You are guilty of nothing. It's more my fault than yours. I was faithful to her until the very end, even though my heart was already divided in two.” You looked into his eyes, trying to read anything in them. “I know I promised to forget what you did for me when she left me... But I can't. You might have ridiculed me like Ran, but you took care of me. You helped me sell my house and took me in like a stray dog, giving me a roof over my head before I found a new place.” 

“Stop…” Sanzu's face showed confusion as he looked away from you. You could see he was starting to feel uncomfortable. 

“How can I stop? Haruchiyo, you are everything to me.” You pulled him closer to you again, enveloping him in your arms and placed your face against his neck. “I'll do a lot for you... Hell, I'll even kill for you, and you know it. Just one word from you is enough…” His breath shuddered as the hot air hit the exposed skin of his neck and he placed his hands on your shoulders. You gently brushed your lips against the exposed area, and he tightened his fingers. 

“Y/n… Fuck you…” His voice was still quiet, but his tone was gaining strength. 

“One word…” You buried your face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his perfume that you loved. You could feel the bergamot, cedarwood, vanilla and sandalwood perfectly. "You can break my bones... Whichever bones you want and as many as you want... Even in any way you like, but I want to ask you for one thing... Haruchiyo..." 

"Yes?" 

“Don't break my heart, please.” You whispered close to his ear and felt his long fingers run through your hair in a soothing manner. 

“I never want to see you in such a pathetic state like that time again, Y/n... You can be sure that I would sooner break all your fingers than break your heart.” He nuzzled his head against yours for a moment and sighed. “You're important to me too... I won't say I love you... But you're important to me, Y/n.” 

You smiled at the tone of his voice, which was much warmer and enveloped your heart like honey. You felt a tender kiss on your temple and Sanzu pulled away again. 

“Okay, enough of this damn affection. I want coffee and cheesecake.” 

You laughed softly and kissed his hand. “Coffee and cheesecake, order.” You let go of his hand and walked towards the door of your room. “By the way, would you like a specific one or more?” 

“What do you mean more?” He asked, following closely behind you. 

You looked at him over your shoulder and smiled. “My girls make many types of cheesecake.” 

"What?" The pink-haired man's tone of voice was one of surprise. “Of course I'll want to try them all, are you kidding me? Why didn't you tell me earlier?” 

“Usually, all the cheesecakes are gone by the end of the day and until now we have never managed to get there in time...” 

“Then you should have let them know to leave something, L/n!” He got irritated with your explanation. 

You looked at him in shock and seeing the desperation on his face, you let out a quiet laugh. 

“What are you whinnying about?” Haruchiyo grabbed your clothes and shook you lightly. “Have you forgotten how to think?” 

"I did not forget." You raised both your hands and smiled apologetically. “You just always praised Cozy Corner cheesecakes, and then pretended like you don’t like cheese, so…” 

“Don't even try to explain yourself in such an idiotic way.” He growled, released you and continued down the hall towards the stairs. His hushed voice reached your ears again. “Hide anything from me.” 

“Sorry, Haru…” You caught up with him and the man shrugged, grumbling something under his breath. “I'm really sorry, I promise to do better.” 

“We'll see...” These words had barely left Sanzu's mouth when you heard loud conversations from downstairs. 

You recognized Mochizuki's voice immediately, but the second one... No, you recognized the second one too. 

“One more word and I'll break your jaw.” Mochi growled and you and Sanzu quickly went downstairs to see what was going on. 

“I'll shut up when you finally do what you're supposed to do.” Junko said, tapping her foot. “Kisaki told you to take me to the mall so I can shop and go back to Jin-chan! He told you to do it an hour ago!” 

Sanzu stopped dead in his tracks and looked at the whole situation with wide eyes. It didn't take long for the corners of his mouth to turn up. 

“I'll do it in my own time.” The tall man growled and started to walk away, leaving a very angry Junko in the hall. 

“Get back here this minute!” She stamped her foot once more in her hands, clutching her cute purse tightly. "Asshole! Utterly dumb dick!” 

You stood right next to the pink-haired man, who burst out laughing. He bent in half and grabbed your arm for balance. You started laughing quietly with him, but more from joy at seeing Sanzu happy again than at seeing Junko angry. 

The girl turned towards you with wide eyes, and when she saw her audience, she made a sad face. “Sanzu! Y/n-chan!” She sobbed as she walked up to you, pointing with her slender hand in the direction where Mochi had gone. “He was supposed to take me to Jin-chan, but he doesn't listen at all!” 

“Aww... Junko-chan, what did you expect, hmm?” A mischievous smile appeared on Haru's lips, and he spread his arms. 

“Cooperation, at least a little…” The colorful flea grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest. “Ah! Y/n told you?” 

You blinked for a moment and smiled crookedly. "I forgot..." 

Sanzu looked at you, not understanding anything. “Junko wanted a little more pills this time than before. I was going to tell you right away, but it slipped my mind..." 

The man rolled his eyes and turned to the girl. "All right. You make a lot of profit; you will get more to trade.” 

"And?" 

"And what?" Saznu asked dispassionately. 

“Ah… Well, yeah…” You cleared your throat, avoiding eye contact with both of them. “I promised her one extra... For her cooperation.” 

“You promised? What?" Haruchiyo shook his head in disbelief. "What?" 

“Haruchiyo…” You started quietly and the man let out a long, irritated sigh. 

"Ok, let it be." He poked you in the chest with his finger. “I'll deduct it from your pay.” 

Junko started bouncing in place and clapping happily, and Haruchiyo looked at her with a neutral expression. “What mall was Mochi supposed to take you to?” 

The girl gave the address, and it turned out that her destination was on the way to your cafe, so Sanzu ordered that you take the girl with you. You weren't entirely happy because you wanted to spend that little bit more time alone with the pink-haired man, but you didn't say no. You couldn't, so you politely followed a couple of crazy addicts, not paying much attention to their conversation about nightclubs. 

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[tala-bez-i]

what do they do if someone taps their shoulder to tell them theirs a bug crawling on them

It doesn't go too well for most of them...

[tala-bez-i]

♡ DODGING HIS KISSES

FEATURING: baji keisuke, chifuyu matsuno, takashi mitsuya, ken ryuguji, manjiro sano, shinichiro sano

WARNINGS: fluff, gn!reader

NOTES: this is a very old draft that i’m posting while working on the june drabbles and mikey series <333

BAJI KEISUKE

anyone who saw baji keisuke would most likely not take him as an affectionate guy, it is a side he hides well and only keeps for your eyes to see. he can’t help but enjoy the little things. intertwining his fingers with yours whenever he wants to make sure that you know he’s there, putting an arm over your shoulder and kissing your cheek or just doing something as simple as kissing your lips.

never have you dodged his kisses before, but when you eventually turn your head so his lips misses yours and meet your cheek instead, his eyes widen. he has had a tough day being away from you while you’ve been away at school, so what did he do for you to suddenly not let him kiss you.

“what are you doing?” he stares at you blankly, getting a giggle out of you as his cheeks are suddenly squished together by your hands. “you have chocolate all over your lips, baji.”

he raises an eyebrow and quickly wipes a finger over his lips, just now realizing that the chocolate he ate an hour ago has been stuck to him since then. you’re still looking at him with a smile on your face and without having a second to react, he presses his lips to yours. “that won’t stop me, you should know better.”

CHIFUYU MATSUNO

your boyfriend would never in his life complain about getting to have you in his arms, having his arms wrapped around your waist while your head is resting in the crook of his neck. it is still early morning and none of you have any work or school to attend today, so sleeping in was an obvious choice.

the both of you awake around the same time, tired eyes gazing at one another with lazy smiles on your faces. “good morning, angel,” he mumbles, his voice just as hoarse as it always tends to be in the morning, no matter what time he wakes up.

his fingers thread through your hair while your face is still hidden by his skin. “good morning,” your voice is muffled which causes a raspy chuckle to escape his throat. he places a kiss to your temple before reaching his hand down to cup your cheek and make you look at him. “i hope you slept well, we could go back to sleep if you want.”

chifuyu leans in so his face is closer to yours, but just as his lips are only mere millimeters away from yours, you suddenly turn your head, this action causing his heart to stop. “w-what?” “hm?” you don’t seem to realize what you just did, most likely too tired to understand what he was trying to do. now realizing that it was unintentional is what makes him smile and stroke your cheek. “nothing, wanna go back to sleep?” a nod and those droopy eyes of yours only reassure him more that you wouldn’t purposely dodge his kisses without a reason. “alright, sleep tight baby.”

TAKASHI MITSUYA

there is nothing that takashi mitsuya loves more than to come home to you after a tiring day at work. all he can think about when fixing ripped shirts or making new ones is you, you will always be stuck to his mind no matter what he does.

tonight, the two of you are supposed to go out for dinner together as it will soon be your anniversary and due to your schedules, you won’t be able to do anything special when the date has come. mitsuya will be busy with work while you will have exams to study for, so both of you decided that it was better to have dinner a few days early.

when your boyfriend enters your home to quickly change into fancier clothes, he’s greeted by you who’s already standing in the hallway and waiting for him. you are already dressed up from top to toe, causing takashi mitsuya’s mouth to fall wide open. the two of you often only see each other in pajamas or the usual work clothes, so suddenly seeing you in such fancy clothes does something to his heart. not that he doesn’t always think that you’re the prettiest person alive.

you wrap your arms around his neck and give him a loose hug. “how was work?” you ask as he leans down to press his lips to yours, but right as he’s about to, you put your finger over his lips and smile softly. “lipstick, your lips will get all messed up and i’ll have to redo it,” mitsuya groans into your shoulder. “please? i’ll help you redo it.

he looks at you with pleading eyes as his gaze only continues to glide down towards your red lips. “if you get ready, you might get a kiss,” that’s all he needs to hear before he’s off towards the bedroom to change.

KEN RYUGUJI

the two of you are often together, almost as if you were stuck by the hip. if he’s hanging out with his friends, he will send you texts and tell you that he’ll be home soon. if you are away for school, you will snap a few pictures of what you are doing so he can follow you throughout the day. is this something he would ever admit to his friends though? he’ll no. you are the only one who will ever see this side of him.

so when coming home to you after a tiring day with his friends, all he wants is to hold you close and receive kisses from you. it’s what keeps him motivated throughout the day and stops him from sending you texts about how much he misses you.

ken ryuguji usually hates to show himself being vulnerable, but with you it all becomes different. you make him smile, you make him warm, so when he sees you laying on the couch, curled up under a blanket and watching a movie, draken can’t help but smile.

he walks over to you and kneels on the floor, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips, but just as his lips are about to meet yours, you suddenly turn your head, dodging his kiss. he furrows his eyebrows at that, not understanding what caused you to do that just now. “what are you doing?” he asks as you look at him again, smiling softly. “i didn’t brush my teeth this morning, my breath probably stinks.”

hearing that causes draken to chuckle and he shakes his head. “i don’t care if your breath stinks, i want to kiss you,” straight forward, something he has only started to be further into your relationship. he would never admit such a thing a year ago when you’d only been together for a couple of months. but he doesn’t allow you to react as his hand rests on your cheek and he connects his lips with yours. “missed you.”

MANJIRO SANO

there is no way to doge manjiro sano’s kisses. if he has to chase you just to get one single kiss, he will. of course he wouldn’t ever force you to kiss him, but he knows when you’re dodging his kisses just to play with him.

so when you turn your head so his lips meet your cheek instead, his eyes widen and you look at him with a smile playing at your lips right before you sprint away from him and through the living room, towards the bedroom. giggles fill the apartment as mikey chases you around the rooms, causing you to stumble over furniture and almost trip.

it is when you eventually trip on your own feet and land comfortably on the couch that mikey takes his chance and wraps his arms around your waist so you can’t flee. the both of you giggle as he tickles your sides and pulls you close, leaning in to connect his lips with yours, still with smiles on both of your faces.

“you’re getting faster,” he pants, collapsing on top of you as he’s suddenly run out of energy after all that running. you smile softly, running a hand through his blonde hair as he relaxes into your touch, continuing to press a few kisses to your lips. “i love your kisses, will do anything to get them.”

SHINICHIRO SANO

his heart would break into a million pieces if you ever tried to dodge his kisses. his mind will fill with a hundred thoughts at the same time. what did he do wrong? are you mad at him? is he a bad kisser? are you going to break up with him? did he say something that hurt your feelings before he left for work?

the questions are many when you look away from him just as he leans in to kiss you. almost in an instant, his eyes begins to water. he finds it difficult to understand what he did wrong, you were smiling when he walked through the door, weren’t you? he thought you were happy to see him.

shinichiro looks down and doesn’t say a word while taking his jacket off and putting it on a hanger. he puts his shoes by yours and grabs his backpack to carry it into the bedroom. seeing him in such a down mood is what causes you to drop the act, cupping his face and looking right into his eyes. “i’m so sorry, shin. me and my friends wanted to try to dodge our boyfriend’s kisses to see how you would react, i’m so sorry.”

your thumb rubs against his cheek and he visibly relaxes at the explanation, letting out a sigh of relief. “i love your kisses, shin. i’m sorry for making you so sad,” you lean in to press your kiss to his for a short but sweet kiss. shinichiro puts a hand on your waist while the other one is still holding his backpack. “it was a little mean,” he mumbles.

he intertwines his fingers with yours and walks into the bedroom with you following behind. your boyfriend drops the backpack on the floor and puts his arms around your waist, pulling you onto the bed so he can cuddle up to you. “you’ll have to make it up to me with lots of kisses.” “of course, shin. you’ll get all the kisses you want.”