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Day 2 of writing Bonten men in "The Office" Scenarios

Sanzu: So, what did the doctor say?

Mikey: The doctor said if I can't find a new way to relate more positively to my surroundings, I'm going to die.

Sanzu: *ready to hug mikey*

Mikey: Touch me and I'll shoot you right here.

Day 7 of writing Bonten men in "The Office" Scenarios

Kokonoi: *Shouting* I. DECLARE. BANKRUPTCY!

Ran and Sanzu: Says who?

Kokonoi: Says, your weekly paychecks.

HII! I hope you’re taking care of yourself :) I wanted to request TR boys sneaking in your room at 3am to wake us up and do some stupid stuff with them but they end up confessing afterwards. If not then that’s totally okay have a nice day/night!!

I Just Wanna Be Yours

Includes: Kazutora, Hanma, Ran

Note: I recommend playing I Wanna Be Yours By Arctic Monkeys for a better experience! Enjoy!

Warnings: Mentions of weed, mentions of alcohol/alcohol consumption (not underaged drinking), slight suggestive teasing in Kazutora's part. Rest is fluff.

Kazutora

Usually every other teenager would jump at the chance to sneak out in the middle of the night to do god knows what unholy things as a result of them surely getting grounded for life by nagging parents. But, you were different. 

Unlike your friends who always stayed out, doing their own thing, you decided to spend your weekend enjoying time to yourself while relishing in the joy of getting a full eight hours of sleep before transitioning back to dealing with your stressful weekday routine of high school. Your mom was out of town working, so there wasn’t any point in sneaking out. Besides, you preferred staying home compared to running the streets.

You enjoyed the time alone and getting a good night’s rest was a bonus!

You had already freshened up and changed into a comfortable set of pajamas. Slipping into the warmth of your comforter and numerous pillows, you sighed in content. 

There was nothing better than getting ready for bed after relaxing on a Saturday. 

Everything was just perfect. The room was cool, your bed was warm to perfection, and your eyes were already droopy, ready to be closed for rest. Nothing could prevent you from sleeping through the night. The moment your head made contact with your pillow, you were out like a light. 

But of course, all good things must come to an end. 

It seemed as if you hadn’t fallen asleep at all when you were suddenly startled by the sound of what seemed to be small pebbles knocking against your window. 

Your eyes flew open at the small pangs against the glass. You quickly sat up, heart beating partially fast at the sudden disturbance. You glance at the window, and then to your nightstand where your digital clock sat. Squinting, you briefly check the time that glowed across the small screen: 3 A.M.

Who on earth could be up at three in the morning throwing rocks at my window??

You certainly didn’t know. Anyone who knew you knew better than to disturb you on your weekends. 

Once again, the pang of rocks against your window rang in your ears. 

Groaning, you rubbed your temples. 

“This is ridiculous…” you muttered, already annoyed at the disruption of your precious sleep.

Reluctantly, you slipped out of bed and quietly padded over to the window, determined to find out who could possibly be disrupting your sleep at this ungodly hour.

Unlocking your window, you slide it up, and peek your head out.

“Pssst! y/n!,” a familiar voice whispers from below.

Cocking a brow, you look down, only to be met with a pair of golden eyes and a familiar head of blonde and black locks.

“Kazutora? I-Is that you?” you replied in the same hushed tone.

“Quick! Throw down the rope will ya?”

He must be joking.

“Go to bed!” you deadpanned.

His eyes were wide, “W-what? Please! It’s cold!”

You sighed tiredly, glancing back inside your room and back to your pleading friend. 

“Wait there!”

He smiles in reply, nodding as he waits for you to throw down his entrance to your window. 

Searching your closet, you found an old knot of sheets you had made into a rope. After all, this wasn’t the first time Kazutora has shown up to your window asking to be let in. However, it was the first he’s ever come unannounced. He knew better, so why not warn you ahead of time?

You tie one of the ends to your bedpost and throw the rest of it down. Afterwards, you settle yourself on the edge of the bed that faces the window. Patiently, you waited for Kazutora to climb through, which didn’t take very long. 

Less than five minutes later, he managed to get himself halfway through. Soon he’s slumped against the floor, grinning like a dork at you.

Frowning, you crossed your arms.

“Don’t tell me you're mad at me for waking you up?” he quipped.

“Kazutora…it’s too late to be pulling stunts like this. We’re not little kids anymore.” you huff, giving him a pointed look.

His grin staggers, flashing a guilty grimace. “I-I know, it’s just…I didn’t have any plans so I was hoping we’d go on–I don’t know–a little adventure,” he pauses, glancing back at you and then shooting his gaze at the ground, “like we used to…” he sighs.

Your harsh stare softens and your shoulders relax. 

“If you wanted to hang out, you could’ve said something,” I whispered. 

He perks up, hopeful eyes captured by your own. There’s a pause, a quick silence.

“You know I won’t say ‘no’ to you Kazutora.” You breathe out.

There’s more silence between you two, and at the moment, you didn’t even care that it was late and you were losing sleep. You didn’t want him to leave, but it was hard to really sit in the same room with him right now. It was tense, and neither of you dared to speak up. 

There’s a sudden shift in weight next to you on the bed, looking back up, you turn to the side, meeting your friend’s slightly flushed face.

“Hey, um,” he clears his throat, “that…was a lie.”

Your brows furrowed. “Hm? What do you mean ‘tora?”

Situating himself more comfortably on your bed, he folds his arms, holding your curious gaze.

“The truth is…I just…I wanted to be with you. I-I missed you, I guess.” 

You blinked a few times, processing his words carefully so as to not mistaken his intentions. But, once it clicked what was going on, it was pretty clear to you as to what the poor boy was trying to say. So far, he was as red as a tomato, and it killed you at how cute he looked. You got the hint, but you would rather hear it from him.

“What’s that mean?” you asked coyly, leaning in towards him with a grin. You dropped your hands to your sides, awaiting a response from the struggling juvenile.

He takes a shaky breath, swallowing thickly as he considers his next words. 

“I just…I couldn’t stop thinking about you s’all…” he mumbles.

Clicking your tongue, you get on all fours, slowly crawling towards Kazutora until he’s backed up and eventually trapped between you and the mattress.

“Kazutora, do you…like me?” you teased.

He nods, his head hazy and spinning from the close proximity. “I-I do!”

After the small confirmation, you were satisfied, immediately collapsing on top of him and snuggling into his chest. 

“Good. ‘Cuz, I like you too!”

Groaning, he envelopes you in a warm embrace, returning the small ounce of affection.

“W-why didn’t you say something sooner then?!” he whines.

“Because you're cute when you’re nervous!” You laughed airly.

For the rest of the night, he stayed with you, falling into a deep sleep in the comforts of your warm bed.

Hanma

There wasn’t a night that went by that Hanma didn’t appear from your bedroom window. He was always welcome to use the front door. You even went as far as to give him an extra key to your apartment. 

However, according to your manic friend, using the door “wasn’t as welcoming” compared to using your window as an entrance. Either way, you didn’t mind Hanma’s company or his random appearances. 

It was comforting in a way. It was like a fresh touch of color to your daily plain routine.

Tonight was exactly the same. 

Hanma had recently texted you not too long ago, saying he’d drop by to hang out. Per usual, you had opened your apartment’s window, waiting for Hanma to climb down the apartment balcony staircase. 

From there, you would wait in your bed with a book in hand as you waited for Hanma.

Ten minutes later, there’s a knock on the wall. Turning your attention from your reading, you meet with the familiar wicked smile of your awaited guest.

“Hey there sweetcakes. Missed me?” 

Rolling your eyes, you bookmark your page and place the book on your nightstand.

“Hardly.” you lied.

Hanma scoffs, climbing through the opening of your window with a noticeably big plastic bag in hand. 

Tilting your head slightly to the side, you eye the items in the bag with a questioning stare. 

“What's in the bag?”

“Hm? This?”

He grins, proudly raising the bag in his left hand as if he had just found gold, “I’d thought we would make some weed brownies and try ‘em!”

“W-weed WHAT?!” you choked, baffled at how calm he was at the sudden proposal of doing something very much illegal.

He cocks a brow, “Hm? What? You don’t like brownies?” He questioned thoughtfully. 

You were ready to smack him upside the head and scold his ass right on the spot, but you caught yourself and recollected your composure before losing your cool.

“Hanma…it’s not normal for ordinary people to spend the night making weed brownies.” you sighed, smoothing the lines on your forehead.

“Where the hell did you even get the weed?”

“I know a friend,” he simply shrugs, walking over to you and casually situating himself next to you on your bed. 

Both of you rested against the headboard of the bed, enjoying each other’s company in the quiet with nothing but the rambunctious sound of the ongoing city of Kabukicho filling the gap between the two of you. 

“Have you ever made a weed brownie before?” you chimed, staring at the chipped ceiling of your small apartment. 

“Yeah, plenty of times.” he muffledly replied, lighting the cigarette that rested between his lips.

“Let’s make some tomorrow.”

He gently blows a puff of smoke, smirking as he turns his head to you, “Sure thing Sweets.”

You chuckle at his ridiculous pet name, while a warmth spreads across your chest, rising to your cheeks. 

“Hey…” he pipes up, turning your gaze towards his own. “I’ve, um–been meaning to tell you somethin’.”

“What’s that?” you asked warily, a small grin gracing your tired features.

“...I really like you y/n.” he sighs, once again exhaling a large cloud of smoke from his thin lips. 

You knit your brows together, eyes searching his expression for any foul play. 

“Hanma…” He turns his gaze back to you, “did you eat a weed brownie before coming here?”

He flicks your forehead.

“Ouch! Hey!” you rub your forehead while using your other free hand to swat his shoulder.

“That’s for asking dumb shit. Of course I didn’t.” he scoffs, mildly glaring at you.

You huff, settling down in your spot as you process his sudden confession. 

“But, why?”

“Hm?” he furrows his brows, taking small puffs of his cigarette before resting it between his fingers. “Why what?”

“Why do you like me?”

There’s a heavy silence weighing down on the two of you. Hanma stares at you for a little longer, before turning his attention to the blank, dull walls of the room. 

“I like you because you're different.”

You return to face him with your own stare. 

“Different, how?”

He smirks and returns your fixated gaze, “Give me a chance and you'll see~” he winks. “You won’t regret it.”

You did give him a chance. And you never regretted it at all.

Ran

You weren’t expecting a visit from Ran. Especially through the window of your run down apartment building. 

You just came back from taking a double shift from work. It was well past 2 in the morning and all you wanted to do was crash for the night. 

Trudging through your apartment, you kick off your shoes and sling your bag on the couch. 

You make your way over to the fridge where you kept a bottle of wine. Grabbing the bottle you take it with you into your bedroom. 

Once you close the door behind you, you turn around and are met with a familiar lanky figure in your bed. 

“Oh, great your home.” Ran casually exclaims as he thumbs through a random book from your shelf. 

He glances at you and then down to the wine bottle in your hand. Cocking a brow, he folds his arms and says, “Rough night?”

“Yeah,” you sigh dejectedly, trudging over to his spot and settling next to him in the bed. 

“Mind if you share that?” he asked, nudging his elbow gently to your side with a tired smile.

You hum, handing over the bottle while you stare at the static TV screen. “Go ahead.”

He gently grasps the bottle, easily unscrewing the cap and downing a good mouthful of the bitter liquid before handing it back to you.

“You should seriously get that thing fixed.”

“I don’t mind the static…” you wearily say, downing your own mouthfuls of the harsh liquor.

“You had a rough night yourself?” you asked, looking over to him to study his features more closely. He’s usually covered in cuts and bruises, sometimes after getting into another brawl. Tonight was just that.

Ran’s once porcelain, smooth skin was now littered with small cuts and a few bruises. Nothing major to damage the face. You could even go so far as saying he looked more handsome when he was a little roughed up. Of course, you would never admit it out loud. He’d never let you hear the end of it.

“You could say that.” he chuckles, turning his attention to the static of the TV. 

“Wanna talk about it?” you asked.

“...would it make me feel better?”

“You tell me.”

He stays quiet for a moment, shaking his head.

“I got into a fight.”

“Well duh, I already know that dummy.” you sigh, pinching your bruised cheek.

“Ow, so mean.” he pouts, turning to face you again. 

You suppress the smile creeping on your lips and press them into a firm line.

“Why did you start a fight?”

“Bold of you to assume I’m the one who picked a fight first.”

You give him a pointed look, ignoring the lousy answer. Your eyes narrow as you press for the truth. 

“Ran.”

Now it was his turn to sigh. “Ok, so I did start it first, so what?” he huffs, staring back at the TV. 

Your gaze softens at his hardened tone. You gently take his hand and squeeze down gently. 

“Why?” you voiced softly.

Once again he goes quiet, attempting to find the proper answer to your persistent questions. When he does, he doesn’t look at you, he just continues to stare at the static screen of the TV.

“Because they mocked the woman I care about the most and I’d be damned if I didn’t teach them a lesson about bad-mouthing you.” he muttered irritably, his hand tightening around your own. 

You were shocked, not just by the subtle confession, but also by his angered expression.

For the first time, you saw Ran Haitani angry with someone else besides his little brother. And deep down, it touched you knowing that he cared. 

Smiling, you wrap his arm around your shoulders, scooting closer to him and pulling the covers over the both of you. 

“That’s fine with me.” you whispered against him.

"Really?" he whispers back.

You hummed," Yeah. I'll let it slide this time. But afterwards, not more pointless fighting."

He smirks.

"Yes Ma'am."

For the rest of the night, the two of you sat in each other’s company, eventually falling asleep in a warm embrace.

Backstory

Credits to @dancingintherainwithchifuyu

"Why can't we just leave him at an orphanage?!?"

"Because he's our son"

"Your son, because I sure as hell won't raise him"

"W-what?"

"I'm leaving, Shin, this is obviously not working"

---------------------------------------------------

(M/N) left Shinichiro with a little baby boy. She cheated on him and told Shin she'd leave for the other guy. At least the child was Shinichiro's and so he decided to take care of him alone, instead of giving him up for adoption.

Grandpa Sano angrily told Shinichiro that he never thought that woman was good, however he didn't seem bothered at the new family member.

Emma was overly excited, she could finally be an aunt. Mikey on the other wasn't that much a fan of (Y/N), but on the inside he couldn't be happier, he vowed to always protect his nephew.

Shinichiro was relieved when Grandpa Sano told him he would help him raise (Y/N). His friends also told him they would be available to look after the child if he ever needed some time alone.

---------------------------------------------------

If you would ask the dad if he would change the situation he is in, he would completely deny it, he wouldn't have it any other way. Shinichiro was so happy with his son even though it was hard to take care of him and work at the same time, but luckily his friends and family were always there for him.

Shinichiro watched the sleeping baby in his arms. It had been a hard day, but watching (Y/N) sleep so peacefully always calmed him down. A true blessing

Heyo! It’s the person who requested the Sanzu x child! Reader- and I was gonna ask for a part two- but like- reader shows up at the park with a bruised cheek, and eyes full of tears.

Apparently his parents finally noticed he was going somewhere all the time and hit in for it and he also told some kids from school at about Sanzu and they told him Sanzu wasn’t real. So now he’s at the park waiting for his brother to come comfort him or something.

Tbh I just want some angsty fluff comfort stuff, this is just kinda to give you ideas

Park Buddy pt. 2

I hope it is to you liking and thank you so much for requesting. Sorry for the wait but I had to focus on some school work

Pt. 1 Pt. 3

Today had been your worst day.

You told the kids at school about Sanzu. You were so excited to share how amazing he was and that he was your big brother. However, instead of admiration the all laughed at you. They made fun of you, telling how you out of all people would never have and actual friend, Sanzu was just your imaginary friend you made up to feel special.

The walk home from school was full with kids laughter and you feeling like the biggest idiot. At least at home you could have your peace. Well, not today. As soon as you stepped through the doorway your parents were yelling at you. Apparently a neighbor voiced their concern to your parents, they saw you coming home late.

They screamed at you, how stupid you were and now other people would think they are bad parents. It's all about them. They didn't even care that something might happend to you, they just didn't want anyone to think they were bad people. How ironic.

You felt so ashamed, so small while they were yelling at you. When you didn't give them an answer to the question where you were your "mother" slapped you. You were stunned. It took a while to process the burning pain on your cheek. She actually slapped you. Once they were done they went back to whatever they were doing before.

What a great day, right? By now tears were rolling down your cheeks. You felt horrible.

All you needed was comfort. Something you knew you would only get from Your big brother. You ran out of your house, stumbling and unfortunately falling on the hard concrete. Bruising you knees in the process, but you didn't care and stood right up and ran to the park, were big brother was already waiting.

Sanzu didn't expect to see you crying, nor did he think about you showing up with a swollen, red cheek and grazed knees.

He raced rushed towards you. As soon as he got to you, he held you close, trying to comfort you. You were crying hysterically into his chest while he carried you to the bench. He sat you down and gently cupped your cheeks. He wiped you tears with his thumbs, while telling you 'everything is alright' and 'your fine now, I'm here'.

It didn't take long until you calmed down enough to tell your story. Obviously his blood was boiling when he heard what you "mother" did, but for now he had to comfort you. Sanzu thought of you as a little brother, part of his family, someone he had to protect.

After he took care of your grazed knees with some band aids he had, he took you out for ice-cream. It helped a little bit with your cheek and it certainly took you mind of the previous events.

When you had finished your ice-cream, you cuddled up to you big brother while he pat you head. The warmth he radiated was soothing, and after a short time you actually fell asleep. Sanzu held you close. He felt sorry for you.

It was getting dark, Sanzu didn't want to wake you from your peaceful slumber, so he carried you to your house. Shortly before you reached your destination you woke up feeling a lot better.

Sanzu made sure to sneak his way towards your window, which, luckily, was on ground floor. He lifted you up so you could climb into your room. Before you closed you window you said goodbye.

"Thank you big brother"

At least your day ended the best way possible.

Could I request a smiley x male reader where male reader is Mikeys younger brother who is weak due to medical reasons and its just fluffy and a good time

Warm Body

Smiley x male reader

Life hadn't been easy for you. Your sick body didn't allow you to go outside and have fun. You had to stay inside 80% of your time, so you missed out on most of the fun.

The one thing that did bring you joy was when Mikey, your older brother talked about what he did that day. It was mostly about gang stuff, or annoying Ken-chin but that's exactly what you liked.

Sadly you could only dream about fighting random delinquents, it was obvious you would land yourself in the hospital worse die.

Mikey didn't like you being outside, since you were his brother someone might target you and he couldn't let that happen. So anytime you do go outside, which you didn't do often since it was exhausting, Mikey would always be there

But one day neither Mikey nor Ken-chin had time, it was an emergency. He said he'd call someone from his gang that would look after you and that how you met Nahoya also known as Smiley.

At first you were scared, you would meet a gang member for the first time. But Smiley was surprisingly kind, a little bit aggressive but overall lovely to be around. It was love at first sight for both of you, maybe that's ahy he was so caring.

Smiley would often visit you at your house and most of the time just carry you outside to go do some random shit. And if you felt more exhausted than usual, due to your sikkness, he would lay down next to you and hold you.

His warm embrace always brought back a little energy and you were thankful that he was so accepting. You heard from your friends that you were boring and no fun, when you wee jsut so tired from waking up and getting ready.

Smiley loved you just the way you are, especially when it was a low-energy day, that just meant more cuddles and kisses.

And how he loved the days he would come to you, a little bit beaten just for you to help him and kiss all of his bruises to 'make the pain go away', and if you missed one, you had to kiss him as an apology, not like you didn't want to.

That day would often end with you two watching TV, on the couch together, him holding you close as you slowly fell asleep and after he would carry you to your room and quietly left

Ello! Im back, and if it’s not too much to ask for, could I request Mitsuya finding this kid(reader) on the streets, crying, so his brotherly instincts kick in and goes up to him, and find out that he was crying because his mother said he couldn’t become a fashion designer because he was a boy, than pulls out a sketch book with some cool designs and Mitsuya just sits their and cheers him up and supports him

-✨

Fashionably, Fuck Your Parents

Mitsuya x child reader

this is soo cute, though i do not really know how to cheer someone up, i tried my best and i hope you enjoy it. Thank you for requesting. i really don’t know how to comfort somone

It was a pretty normal day for Mitsuya, he met up with friends, had a fun time and now was just minding his buisness, going around the streets of his neighborhood. It would have been a normal day for Mitsuya if not for the young boy on the side of the sidewalk with his head burried in his knees and his arms crossed around his feet. The boy was sniffling lightly, though he idd not seem to be hurt. Mitsuya knew this kind of sitiuatuin all too well, Mana and Luna were no different when they were upset. 

It was strange to see a littly boy crying alone on the sidewalk, no paretns or friends with him, it wasn’t the safest street either, so something must be wrong. He rushed over to the boy, his big-brother-alarms-bells ringing. What surprised him a little, was that the youngster didn’t look up at all, no reaction to anything happening around him. This meant that either he wanted to be left alone, which would be dangerous to simply ignore all kinds of sounds, or he really didn’t notice anything, he was too lost in his own mind.

Mitsuya crouched down, he gently layed his hand on the kid’s shoulder and shook him lightly. The boy hardly ahd any reaction, except for a quick glance directed at Mistuya, just curiouse as to who might be there. No reaction, no sound to make the other aware of what situation he was in, he just burried his head back in his knees going back to the harmful thoughts he had.

Mitsuya frowned a bit at the lack of respone from the youngster, but nevertheless he couldn’t leave the kid alone on the side of the sidewalk. 

“Hey buddy, mind telling me what got you so upset, maybe i could help”, he said softly, to reassure he meant no harm.

He did not expect the kid to answer immidietally, he was willing to stay a while to try and comfort the child to the best of his ability.

A few senconds passed before he heard some mumbling in between the sobs. 

“Muh parens sad i culnt be a fashon desingu”

This could mean many things, but Mitsuya didn’t know how to deciver that and just stayed silent.

not getting an answer, the kid looked up at Mitsuya with teary eyes adn repeated his earlier statedment. 

“My parents said i couln’t become a fashion designer”

“Why would they say that?” he just wanted to be sure, he had this suspicion about why the parents told him no

“becuase i’m a boy”

A yes, because a boy shouldn’t do something “feminine”. Such stupid reason to crush a childs dream, making him cry because he was a boy. Mitsuya decided then and there that he would help the boy achieve his dreams and prove his parents wrong.

“you know that being a boy shouldn’t stop you from achieving your dreams”

(name) looked at him, silently asking fro more reassurance and Mitsuya gladly spoke abuot how he was actually really good a sewing and his friends were supportive and were quite amazed by his  skill.

they talked and talked and eventually (name) took out a sketchbook from his backpack, that Mitsuya only now noticed, and he showed the older boy his sketches. A very talented individual for his age, Mitsuya made sure he knew how amazing he was at drawing. Again he told him to never give up on his dreams, especially when he had such amazing skill.

They boy eventually went home with a big smile on his face, proud of his art, and with a promise that they would meet up again.

Finally watching the rest of Tokyo revengers Season 2, and you can REALLY start to notice the slow down fall of Mikey's mental state through it.

Why can't you love me as you love him?

Characters: Mitsuya, Reader and Koko

A/N: Swearing, abuse, blood, violent, comforting at the angst, cheating and nsfw scene of mitsuya cheating :D

There's a gun scene so pls if your uncomfortable by it don't read 4 your safety and health

( if your a minor I'll make a line and immediately scroll Thru it and if you see the line again stop there if your okay with that)

Word count: 1.1k+

You looked around the house to see that it was all true.. he cheated. Of course this wasn't the first shit he has ever done, but you just had enough with Mitsuya cheating on you treating like you were a piece of shit. You quietly packed most of your things in the shared bedroom you and mitsuya did a lot of things but who the fuck knows what if they fucked in the bed you slept in?

You felt drained, tired and want to kill him but you can't. You love him, you wanted a distraction, you couldn't just hold your tears anymore as you walked to your friend's house for the time being. You sobbed, sniffles audible and you felt used. You knocked on the door of your friend's house hoping they would answer but the door opened to someone else. A man who has a scar on his face and you assumed he had a blind eye. You sighed and said sorry, leaving the property until you heard your name being called. As you look back you saw your friend, you could recognize them by their face. Though you could see that they changed their hair color to white, you stayed at your spot not moving. Your eyes began to blur, suddenly it went black.

You fainted. It wasn't a surprised since you were weak and haven't eaten a proper meal for a week due to stress. You woke up the next day to a room that's unfamiliar. You heard footsteps behind the door, you freaked out and hid yourself under the blanket shaking. The door was slowly opened, you heard a sigh from the corner of the room. You sneezed by accident and blushed at what happened, the blanket covering you was snatched by the white haired person.

You smiled and saw Koko Hajime, "Hajime!" You cried in happiness and crawled to him, the sudden hug you did caused both you and Koko to fall on the bedroom ground. Since the sudden noise triggered some people and immediately went into the room with guns in their hand ready to shoot. You looked terrified to see them holding guns, you gripped Koko's shirt tight making him bring his hand behind your bag and rub it to attempt to calm you down. You felt scared, terrified, worried, words can't describe how you saw those guns. It felt like you remembered something traumatic..

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Flash back:

"takashi!~" you opened the house door smiling, you looked around and saw Mitsuya on the couch naked with another girl riding him. You stood there speechless, you wanted to fit him now and there. You felt tears run down your face, "Mitsuya who's this? You didn't say you were in a relationship?" The women asked Mitsuya who stopped riding them.

As soon those words left her lips you felt betrayed. You were married with mitsuya for years, you both planned to even want kids once. The box you were holding fell on the floor, like how your heart shattered in pieces. You noticed the woman was Mitsuya's body type, he just married you because he loved your "Personality". You believed him but in this moment you trust in him. The women has black hair long and straight, skinny, the right amount of breasts and ass, her beautiful face. You can't compare to her at all. It was like she was everything you wanted to have.

Mitsuya's head was thrown back and he looked at you, scoffed and thrusted his hips to women. You heard the woman moan and tears fell beside your eye.

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You closed the door and ran to the nearest park you knew. Your heart shattered by the man who you loved, who was most of your first. It pained you to see him cheat on you making your heart ache from remembering the memory. After a day you spent at your cousin's house you went back to mitsuya. You knocked on the door to be opened by Mitsuya who had dark circles around his eyes. You looked at it but didn't care for it as you shoved Mitsuya away out of the doorway. when he was about to say something, you walked past him and went upstairs. You stared at the messy bedroom in disgust, then felt an arm wrapping around your neck and pushed you to the wall. Mitsuya held a gun on your forehead pinning you to the wall, you stared at the gun gripping on Mitsuya's shirt that you're scared to be held at gunpoint. He then removed the gun and slapped you, it went by too fast. …..

You didn't even get a proper explanation

End of flashback.

You gripped on Koko's shirt making him sigh and pulled you closer, kissing your forehead and his hand moved to your cheek rubbing it carefully. "I wished she was mine" ".. I wish I was the one that married her ``''… I hate to see her cry, I will kill Mitsuya for cheating her yet again." Koko thought but came back to reality when you held his hand. He blushed and looked at the hand you were holding, he smiled shyly "Y/N.. I'm so sorry.." he whispered to you, you looked at him. You both held eye contact for a while but it broke when a person coughs. You looked at who it was and it was Sanzu, you sighed and let go of Koko looking away. "Leave right now pls" Koko said to the men at the door.

As the men walked out he sat on the bed and pulled you onto him. You fell on his lap and he puts you on his lap, his head on your shoulder and hands rubbing your waist. "I don't understand.. Why would Mitsuya do that? Have you seen yourself? You're beautiful.. he must be blind." Koko blunty said, making you blush and jump out of his embrace. You blushed, making him smile softly, "The most beautiful woman I have ever seen…." He bluntly stated making you turn around, your back facing him blushing so much.

You heard a creak and Koko hugged you from behind, making you smile and turn your head. As you turned your head you accidentally kissed Koko when he was about to kiss your cheek, you blushed but Koko just chuckled.

"Forget about him…"

"I'll show you how it is to be actually loved."

" Just be mine. "

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Toyko Revengers-Hama/Izana X Reader

Mature Content:

You hide your identity and keep your head low. The best thing to do when you work for one of the biggest crime syndicates in the city. How long can you keep it that way?

You were always good at one thing and average in every other way. Unfortunately the one thing you were good at was not meant for you. A world dominated by men whose egos were as inflated as their car’s tires. Therefore you took on an identity. You became somewhat of a ghost. You never socialized and hid your figure under wraps and oversized clothes.

It was easy when all you did was participate in illegal street races. But one fateful night you caught the eye of an important figure within the community. He offered you the kind of money you could only ever dream about. To essentially be a chauffeur who could also get out of sticky situations quickly.

Every instinct was telling you not to take it. But in a world that is run by how much you earn you couldn’t decline. So this was how you became a driver for the biggest crime syndicate in the city almost overnight, Tenjiku.

“Ay y/n!”Hanma, the man who brought you in, called out to you as you waited patiently in the driveway. You kept your distance as much as you could. You avoided talking by explaining you concentrate best with earphones and music. Sometimes social interaction is unavoidable. You slowly walked over keeping your head down.

“You did a good job! Why don’t you come out and celebrate with me and the executives? You earned it!” Hanma laughed, it was deep and powerful. He slapped you across your shoulder and your body flew forward. You caught yourself at the very last minute. “Hey man you need to bulk up! I know you're just a driver but it’s good for you.”

Hanma towered over you. His body was twice the size of your own and he was about your age. Decorated in intricate tattoos, the most prominent being the ones on both of his hands. He was gorgeous but those looks were beyond deceiving.

You heard rumours that he was the attack dog of their group. When anyone threatened them he was quick to react and showed no mercy. That’s why your heart leapt out of your chest any time his attention was directed towards you. Loyalty was everything as well as honesty. You had been keeping a huge secret from them all.

“I’m ok. Thanks though…” You try your best to keep your voice low and quiet. You begin to turn around but Hanma catches your upper arm. You looked up into his golden eyes terrified.

“Come on kid! A few drinks and then you can head out! I promise!” Hanma smiled but it wasn’t sincere. You felt as if he was testing you again. You wanted to shout at him that after so many jobs you should have proven yourself by now. But you knew you could never muster up the courage needed to say it. “Come on… stop being so fucking boring!”

You nodded and gave up your hopeless pursuit of heading home to binge watch a tv show and eat junk food. His arm wrapped around your shoulders, leaning into you and you tense up. “Relax kid… I know you only feel safe with your hands on the wheel. You will have me to look after you.” You nodded again. His nose scrunches up as he assesses your current outfit. “Going to have to get you something better to wear than this hoodie and dingy ass sweatpants though.”

Your heart races once again. This is what you get for being greedy. Hopefully whatever he picks out you can still hide your curvaceous figure.

Hanma leads you inside and to a room. “Let me see. Damn your small…” He shuffles through some clothes. Compared to you!! “Wait, Izana should have something to fit. He likes his clothes to be more form fitting. I’ll be right back.”

Hanma returned not too long after with a button up and dress pants. You prayed to whatever gods existed that you could pull it off. You begin to walk towards the bathroom but he yanks your arm once again. “We are already running behind, hurry up and change.”

Your inner panic takes over, you feel heat rush to your cheeks. “Well I- uh-“ You fumble for an excuse. It was frustrating because you were usually quick to figure out a solution. Hanma looked at you with raised eyebrows, then after a few seconds burst out in a raspy laugh.

“Jesus kid! Fuck fine go! I have never met a criminal who was too shy to change in front of someone else. You're fucking weird!” Hanma berates you and you sigh in relief. He could think whatever he wanted as long as he didn’t find out what you were hiding.

You were pleasantly surprised as you looked in the mirror. You were also glad you had paid a bit more for the binder, it hid your chest perfectly, which was a difficult task. The pants were a bit big so your wide waist was still disguised as well. You frowned at your hair. You were not ready to cut it off. You decided to pull it up into a bun and it worked well enough.

A loud knock interrupted your assessment. “What the hell are you doing in there? Stop jerking off and let’s go!” The deep voice rang out and you inhaled a sharp breath. You were used to all the vulgar talk, it became background noise. But knowing that your whole night will most likely consist of it made you want to throw up.

You pull open the door and Hanma pauses for a second. His eyes look to the ground as he tosses you a suit jacket. You were not sure what that was about but you put on the last item of clothing. “You look more presentable now. So come on.” He mumbles and you follow him out. “I’ll drive this time.” You shrug and mentally prepare yourself.

You begrudgingly order a drink as you sat at the bar with the rest of the Tenjiku crew minus their fearless and deranged leader. This was really your first time hanging around all of them. Hanma was the only one you dealt with consistently. Hanma often reminded you that he was your handler so if you fucked up he got the blame for it from the rest of the executives.

“The famous driver!” A sing-songy voice interrupts your inner panic as you are surrounded by such powerful people. You glance up and are greeted by a large scarred smile. A beautiful woman and man hung off his arm like decor.

“Sanzu what the fuck are you even doing here? This is for executives and up.” Hanma hands you another glass, his palm patting your head. You look up with a scowl.

“Where there is a party you will find me!” Sanzu’s eyes observe you as you awkwardly stand between them. “So I guess executives can bring pets with them?” You mentally groan as they stare each other down. You daydream for a second on how at this very moment you would be relaxing at home with a pile of snacks.

“Hanma relax. Sanzu always brings candy.” Another executive walks up with his hands outstretched. Sanzu grins happily as he digs into his pocket and removes a pill placing it in the open palm.

“Rindou, you're too soft on him.” Hanma complains with a growl. You watch as the man now known as Rindou places the pill in his mouth and swallows. Hanma must have noticed because he is suddenly way too close. “You want one kid? Might loosen your tight ass up a bit.” A shiver travels down your spine, as he whispered in your ear. Your eyes widen and you nod.

“Nnnoo! I’m ok.” You manage to say, causing all the men to laugh in amusement at your reaction. You take a deep sip of whiskey to compensate for the embarrassment.

“This little punk is who you are always hyping up?” Rindou smirks as he follows the pill with a shot. You look to the ground feeling completely out of place.

“Hey cut him some slack. He does his best work behind the wheel. I just thought he deserved a reward.” Hanma shakes you lightly and you grumble. “A chance to chill with us. I don’t know, maybe some pussy will help him to relax a bit.” You watch as Hanma and Rindou chuckle.

You secretly roll your eyes and look back over to the pink haired man in front of you. Sanzu studies you and it makes you very uncomfortable. He gives off a carefree vibe but you could tell he was not all there. “Can I have another glass?” You ask, wanting to hurry this night along.

“Of course kid!” Hanma leads you back to the bar. You glance over your shoulder watching Rindou say something to Sanzu whose eyes never left you, a sinister smirk on his face. Goosebumps form on your arm and you look away.

“Thanks…” you mutter as the bartender slides another glass your way. You quickly drink down the alcohol and Hanma pats your shoulder.

“At least you can hold your liquor!” Hanma grins as you motion for another. “Look, you're doing really well. You have become someone I trust not to fuck shit up. I really do want you to enjoy tonight.” Hanma says as you take the new glass and follow him to sit in a more secluded area.

You listen but the warmth of the alcohol was starting to run its course. “I appreciate your calm demeanor. Hell I’m the opposite so in a way I envy that about you.” Hanma grins as you nod along. “Man of few words.” You take a sip and lean on your hand as he continues to talk.

“Tonight is also about introducing you to the executives and the four heavenly kings. Once they accept you then you will be unstoppable. Trust me. I’m looking out for you kid.” Hanma lowers his voice not to allow the other members to hear your conversation.

You take in what he was telling you. You realize you had proven yourself to him and that was the true reason he had invited you out tonight. “I respect you Hanma. I have come to understand how you are. But I don’t know any of the other execs. I honestly have no interest in power. I just want to be able to drive.” You knew the higher up you went the more risky it became.

“Kid!!! I get it! I really do!” Hanma leans back on the bench. “This is a huge opportunity.” You frown as he tries to convince you the risk was worth it. Hanma recognizes your hesitation and sighs. “Let’s just enjoy tonight. We can discuss business later.” You take another sip and nod.

“Hey…” Another unfamiliar face walks over to you both. “Y/N right?” He looked similar to Rindou but his personality was much more laid back.

“Yeah.” You answer, still observing him catiously. Hanma groans at your distrust.

“He needs a lap dance asap!” Hanma calls out and your eyes widen in panic. “Ran, get one of your best girls!” The man who had just invaded your space claps his hands and smiles.

Ran motions for you to follow him and you bite your lower lip. “Don’t worry! I’ll make sure your taken really good care of.” You look back at Hanma for help but he was pushing you to go. You glare at him one last time as Ran takes you to a back room.

A high end couch set against the wall with end table. “Go on, get comfortable!” Ran says and you take a seat but it’s anything but cozy. Even more so by the fact Ran decides to sit beside you. “I am very impressed by what you have accomplished for us. The fact that you look so innocent in person is useful.”

You try your best to keep your composure. You knew who this man was now that Hanma had mentioned his name. “I am Ran Haitana. I introduce myself with my first name since I don’t want to be confused for my brother who is beyond unprofessional. I am…”

You look down to the ground and find yourself blurting out, “One of the four heavenly kings.” Ran laughs and you look up and see him grinning.

“Precisely.” Ran mutters with a newfound interest. “So you do know how we are organized. If I went by Hanma’s judgement alone I assumed you were only intelligent when it came to a get away. But that is not the case is it?”

You made a mistake. “I just stay to myself. Which leaves me time to observe.” You don’t want to seem too useful to these men. You just wanted to remain as invisible as possible. The way Ran was studying you right now made you believe you might have fumbled. It didn’t help that you were currently a bit fuzzy due to the whiskey from earlier.

Just as Ran was about to speak, the door to the small room opens and a beautiful woman enters with a sweet smile. “Ran!” Her cheerful voice broke up the tension. She quickly dashes forward as Ran stands and gives him a tight hug. “Who is this little cutie?”

“A very valuable member. He is a bit nervous. Could you loosen him up for me sweetheart?” Ran lifts her chin and she smiles brightly as she nods. “That’s my good girl.” Ran rubs her cheek and I turn away at the intimacy. “Come join us when she is done with you y/n!”

“O-okay.” You say and Ran holds in a chuckle as he walks away. You turn your focus on the woman who is now staring down at you, avoiding eye contact. “Look I’m ok really. I just don’t like going out.” You try to reason with her. If she came in here to do what you thought then she would easily figure out that you're not what they think.

“You're so precious!” The gorgeous woman steals Ran’s move and lifts your chin to make you look into her auburn eyes. “Such a pretty face.” She licks her lower lip. You try to sit back but she takes this as an invitation to straddle you. Her light scent invades your nose and you can’t help but take a breath. She places her arms up your neck as you turn your head away.

“Please…” you beg which causes her to make an excited noise. “Mmm.” A small moan escapes your lips as her manicured nails run into the base of your scalp. You feel her begin to move her hips into your own. Your eyes widen in panic. You take hold of her hips to stop her movements.

“Shhh…” she whispers into your ear and shivers travels down your spine as she kisses your neck. You had accomplished too much to be discovered this way. “It’s ok.” Her breath tickles against your skin. The strength you did have was weakened by your drunken state. You freeze up when she leans back and begins unbuttoning your shirt, her eyes low. You grip her wrist out of sheer trepidation.

The woman stops but giggles thinking that this was merely bashfulness. “If you're worried about cameras daddy don’t be. There aren’t any in this room. Let me take care of you.” She pulls away from your grasp and before you knew it your shirt was untucked. “So adorable.” Her amber eyes take in your flushed cheeks.

“You don’t understand…” you say but one of her hands was already up your shirt the other rubbing your crotch. “Damn it…” you knew it was over the moment she sat up with a raised eyebrow.

“Excuse me, I should have said mommy.” The woman does not look startled. She wore an expression of curiosity.

This was the end. Based on how she interacted with Ran you knew she was close to him. After all this time and this was how you would be discovered. “Hey y/n right?” The woman calls out to you and you nod trying not to show how your world was crashing down around you. “I get it.”

You look at her as she gets off your lap and sits beside you. “I worked so hard.” You hear how shaky your voice was. She takes hold of your hand and squeezes gently.

“I know and that is why your secret will be safe with me.” You were not expecting this. “Don’t look at me so shocked!” The woman giggles and you find that you can’t help but smile. “It’s tough out here for us ladies. We do what we have to. Like I said, I get it. My real name is Cole.”

You were not sure what had overcome you but you turned and hugged her tightly. “Thank you Cole!” She laughs loudly and pats your head. “Thank you so much.” You felt as if you could trust her words.

“Y/N please. I actually think you're amazing. I’ve heard them talk about you.” A strange look appears on her face and you frown. “You must think I’m pathetic and vile.” You recognize the shame that has overcome her stunning features.

“What?” You say and shake her shoulders. It was your turn to comfort your new accomplis. “Look at me.” She slowly turns and you smile a genuine smile, it’s been so long since you had. “We do what we have to. I would never judge you. Based on the fact you didn’t run out of here and immediately expose me shows me how strong of a character you possess.”

“You my dear are an angel.” She grins and takes hold of your hand once again. “It’s going to be difficult since they have seemed to have taken notice of you. Just know you are free to visit me anytime.”

“You have no idea how much this means to me.” You mutter then the woman sits up. “What is it?”

“They think I am well, you know.” A sudden blush forms on her cheek and you find it endearing.

“You are looking out for me so I will do the same for you.” You assure her, “I will let them think you turned my world upside down.” Another deep laugh escapes her full lips. She suddenly bops your nose and winks.

“I mean I could still do that.” She teases and you nervously look away. “God damn it, you're so cute!”

“Pff you're cute!” You say as a defense mechanism as she stands and offers you a hand. You take it and she starts messing with your clothes. She leaves one button undone and tucks part of your shirt back in.

“There!” You look down and see that your outfit is a bit disheveled and give her a thumbs up. “I think that will be convincing enough.” She loops your arm in hers and begins to walk to the door.

When you both emerge from the other side Hanma and Ran were talking. They both look up with knowing eyes as they hear you exit. “This man right here Ran..” Cole winks at you once again as she runs her nails down your arm, “A diamond in the rough I tell you.” She slides her thumb across your lower lip seductively.

“You're making me so jealous.” Ran teasingly pouts, she kisses your cheek, whispers for you to trust her and saunters over to sit in his lap. Hanma looks at you with a devilish expression as you sit beside him, abruptly shaking your shoulders. You groan in annoyance.

“Y/N…” Ran addresses his tone more series. “Our boss has a meet up soon. I personally don’t trust it. This is why I had Hanma bring you tonight. If shit goes south I need you to be able to get him out fast.”

This was a huge opportunity that was being presented. Again in the back of your mind you wanted to refuse. “You will never want for anything again kid.” Hanma per usual recognized your weary and suspicious demeanor.

“What do you think doll?” Ran holds Cole’s waist, his hands sprawling across her thighs. “Does he have what it takes?” You wanted to tell her that she was more than what she believed herself to be. You knew seeing how Ran waited for her response that he took heed to her words. She was just as powerful as any man in this room, you wanted to make sure she knew that. You could only portray your thoughts with a sly glance her way. She caught on and smirked as she nuzzled into Ran’s neck.

“Baby he is beyond capable.” Her voice was like a hypnotizing melody as she purred into his ear. Hanma nudges my side and I push him. Ran makes a satisfied sound as she nibbles his earlobe.

“Well then all that’s left is for you to accept the job.” Ran turns back to you, his gaze more intense as he waits for your response.

“I’ll do it.” You say confidently and Hanma cheers beside you. “But I’m taking this idiot beside me in case I need some muscle. Fair?” Hanma growls at your insult and you nudge him this time.

Ran laughs and agrees to your terms. The conversation comes to an end as he tightly squeezed Cole’s upper thigh. “Well now that business is through let us get back to indulging in a bit of pleasure. What do you say lovely?”

“Ran…” Cole says amused by his desperate touch. “Such a naughty thing.” She looks over at you. “It was really nice getting to know you and that pretty little face.” She stands up and Ran follows behind.

“Hell yeah! Let’s get a few more rounds then I’ll take you back!” Hanma sounds more excited about what just happened than you felt. You shrug and head to the bar once again. Now that one of the heavenly kings was somewhat on your side you felt more at ease. More willing to let go of the wall you had built up.

“Fix your shirt!” You look down and laugh which takes Hanma by surprise. You adjust your clothes back in place and feel him sneaking glances in your direction as you order more drinks.

Hanma’s POV

Y/N was currently taking a shot with Rindou. This was the most social I had ever seen him. I felt a bit bad getting him even more mixed up in Tenjiku business. He was beyond talented when it came to handling a vehicle. I couldn’t just look past the kids' talent.

“Kid!! You about ready?” I shouted and laughed at the state he was in. He grumbles as he makes his way back over.

“I mean you dragged me out here. We could (hic up) stay if you want.” I had to steady him as he fell forward. His long hair had started to fall down into his face. His eyes had begun to glaze over and his cheeks were flushed due to his intoxicated state. He was really pretty… the thought entered my mind and I shook my head. I took hold of his shoulder aggressively and he whined. My chest felt tight when I heard it.

“I don’t think you could handle it.” I laughed trying to distract myself from this strange feeling. “Come on time to take you home!” Just as I was about to help him walk out, Sanzu intervened.

“Hanma! When did you become such a prude! Stay! Y/N won’t you spend some time with me?” Sanzu’s voice held a tone of seduction that I did not appreciate. A strange rage started to emerge from the surface.

“He is mine! Back off Sanzu…” I growled and Y/N giggled. “What’s so funny?” I ask, annoyed. Y/N looks up with a smirk and I let go pushing away from him. “Fuck it if you want to stay fucking stay. But you better be ready when I call you.”

“No Hanma! I’m sorry! I’m ready!” Y/N still looks way too amused for my liking but I feel myself calming down. I go to steady him once again and Y/N waves stupidly at everyone as we leave. I had sobered up after a while so I easily opened the door and set him into the passenger seat.

I get into the car and begin to pull out of the parking lot. I try my best to focus on the road. “It’s like you were jealous back there!” The dumb kid says giggling. I clench my jaw, not sure why the statement pissed me off so much.

“I am your handler, dumbass. I have to look out for you.” I say trying to also convince myself. I had never been attracted to men before but everytime I look over at him I want to touch him. What the hell is wrong with me? The rest of the drive was quiet.

I pull into his driveway and once again help him out of the car. “Thank you handler!” Y/N says with sarcasm and I sigh. “Ooo my keys are in my front pocket!” I lean over and try not to let the closeness of our bodies bother me. I reach into his front pocket quickly and then nervously fumble with the lock. “Hanma! I thought I was the drunk one!” Y/N laughs and I lose a bit of control.

I push open the door and slam it closed. I also in the process push him against the frame blocking him in with my body. My hand easily reaches around his throat. “Kid I joke with you but you will show me respect. I am an executive after all.”

“Hanma…” His voice was a bit raspy and his eyes rolled back from my hold on his neck. My cock twitched from the image. I pressed my fingers harder cutting off his air flow and groaned when he moaned breathlessly. Shit… shit… shit… “Please…” Y/N gasped for breath, his nails digging into my forearm. “I’m sorry…”

I step back and run my fingers through my hair in an attempt to regain my composure. “Your home. Get some rest and I will see you tomorrow.” I push past him in a rush not wanting to confront these desires I had just experienced. Y/N gives me a confused glance but nods. “God you do have a pretty face…” I grumble as I practically run out the door.

thinking of ran and rindou being your friends and someone trying to fight you because of jealousy and you end up kicking their ass but have a bruise on you rib. to which ran says “lift up you shirt only because of the br-“

“Ran”

“sorry”

“yeah asshole anyways y/n would you like me to check your bruise~” says the other twin