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Hello, a request please from Yoichi x reader, the reader is a foreigner who works in a bookstore and went to Sakamoto's store to buy his lunch, and the same thing happened to Yoichi as to Sakamoto with his wife.

(hope you don't mind that i switched it up just a little!)

to you, it's just a random man, but to him? wow. the order? assassin? wuzzat? he's found his woman.

nagumo yoichi x foreigner!reader

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+ it's been a good few years since you moved to japan. it took you a while, but you became more familiar with the language, culture and the beautiful community that really helped you feel at home. sometimes, you catch yourself feeling homesick, but it's really not too bad. it's just one of those fleeting moments where you wallow for a few seconds then go back to enjoying the peaceful life in japan.

+ you work at a bookstore on a busy street where people of all ages come and go. you have children's books, magazines, comics, dictionaries, study books and even the . . . explicit stuff, but that exists upstairs and you do not dare go up there. you do not.

+ it's a repetitive but healing lifestyle. on weekdays, you have the opening shift, closing on saturdays and sunday is always a rest day. you're well-acquainted with the shop owner, who's the wisest elderly man you think you've ever met in your life. you haven't lived a very long one so far, but you genuinely believe that he's read almost every book in the continent─maybe even the world─because he speaks in such a poetic manner that you think you need to relearn japanese for this.

+ today is a tuesday and it's already half one. you've done all your morning chores, so you start feeling a little hungry.

+ "(y/n)!" the old man calls and you walk over to where he's perched on the edge of his seat, a magazine about hats in his lap. "have you eaten lunch yet?"

+ you shake your head. "no, not yet. i was just planning on getting something from a store. would you like anything?"

+ he hums in approval. he starts stroking his chin and this is literally what you mean when you think he's the smartest person on earth. not anybody strokes their chin after being asked what they want to eat. "there's a convenience store around the corner that sells very good katsu sandwiches. get us two, will you?"

+ "sure! around the corner, right?" you walk over to where your coat is draped over the back of your chair. "i'll see if there's anything else too."

+ "thank you very much, dear."

+ and so, you set off. you feel the breeze rush across your face as you walk with a swing in your step. you hope that there won't be any trouble today. yesterday, you had a foreign customer who demanded a refund because one of the pages was horribly ripped, but you were absolutely positive that the book was in perfect condition when she had bought it. it was one of those people, but you took control of the situation very calmly by offering to give her a new copy, but somehow, she took it as a huge punch to her ego that she stormed off, muttering about how foreigners like you shouldn't be allowed in japan anymore. you blinked. you were pretty sure that the lady was not from japan either.

+ from afar, you see the store that your boss mentioned. it has 'sakamoto's' written across it and it looks pretty normal with its standard size and colours. suddenly, that katsu sandwich sounds really good, so you rush over as quick as you can. maybe you'll get a drink with it too? the boss likes green tea, so you should grab that for him.

+ the automatic doors open with a ding-dong and you step inside, the cool air of a normal convenience store washing over you.

+ nevermind. this is not a normal convenience store.

+ why are you seeing a pizza delivery man being choked by another man?

+ and a very handsome one too?

+ and there's a group behind him too─oh boy. everyone's looking at you. you go blank. they grow pale. your mind goes white. you gape.

+ do you . . . walk back out? do you . . . continue looking for the katsu sandwiches? you don't actually know where it is─do you ask? should you even be here? is this even a convenience store?─why did your boss recommend this place?─most importantly, why is there a man choking another man?

+ "oh . . . my."

+ your head slowly rotates to the person who just spoke. it's the handsome one─the one doing the choking, and with the way he's gawking at you right now, you're lowkey scared he's going to start choking you too. please, all you want is a katsu sandwich and a bottle of green tea.

+ whatever situation you just walked into, you're not really sure how you're going to back out of it. there's one girl with pink hair, a blonde boy, a round man, who you assume is the store owner, the very handsome one in a long coat and finally, the pizza man.

+ and whilst your attention is on each and every person who's awkwardly staring at you as if you're the weird one for interrupting, you don't realise that the good-looking one is absolutely mesmerised.

+ "nagumo, that's enough."

+ as soon as the store owner speaks, the man─nagumo, you assume─loosens the headlock on the poor pizza guy, who goes tumbling onto the floor like a fallen jenga tower. you watch as his body practically folds as if his bones became jelly.

+ and when you look up, you find yourself locking eyes with him, and they don't leave you. the silhouettes of everyone simply fades, his dark irises seemingly shine like you're the sunlight to his darkness or the stars to his moon. his lips part just slightly, enough to assure you that you've . . . surprised him in a good way. now, you think he's not going to choke you.

+ to you, it's just a random man─a conveniently handsome but random man─who's eyeballing your very existence, but to him? wow. the order? assassin? him? wuzzat? sakamoto has a bounty on his head, really? pfft . . . he's found his woman. he's ready to melt that gold assassin's license of his into real gold to put on your finger.

+ "nagumo. stop staring at her like that."

+ but does he stop? no. his focus refuses to waver, it's like the wires in his brain are transmitting the message 'today, we are only looking at this woman and this woman only," but his stare is so strong, magnetic and so full of longing. for a bit, you find yourself falling deep into those gorgeous black eyes of his.

+ "are you my wife?"

+ you snap out of it in an instant. "huh?"

+ nagumo points at you. he starts walking over, but you're still rooted to the spot. "you, it's you. my wife." he sounds completely certain, persuaded and stubborn. the way he states it makes you compelled to agree. yes, yes. you are his wife.

+ you don’t really know what to think. you have no idea how to process any of this at all. dear japan, if this is what you’re like, you will very kindly and respectfully be returning home.

+ then, he's right in front of you and he's tall. you think he stands at around 6' 2 and compared to you─it's like having the eiffel tower and a toothpick put together. his presence feels strangely majestic as if he's oozing with the vibes of a royal prince, but then again, you take a moment to ponder about this because would a prince with a lavish background full of silk and honey brutally put a headlock around a delivery man? then again, the pizza guy was holding a pair of cutters in his hands a little menacingly.

+ a smile, a little cunning but dazzling all the same, flickers across his face. he tilts his head and his pupils scan you from head to toe. "yes. yes. perfect. i'll contact a wedding coordinator immediately."

+ "hah?! what the hell is he talking about? you can't just go around saying that to someone you just met!"

+ you believe it's the blonde boy talking because he points a finger at nagumo. "sakamoto-san! this guy's being a creep to our poor customer!"

+ "nagumo. leave her alone."

+ but nagumo ignores them. "sakamoto-kun, this is true love."

+ the blonde boy, whose name tag reads 'shin', pushes nagumo out of the way before bowing profusely. "sorry about all of this, uh, did you need anything?"

+ you wonder how you're going to go about your day now. "yeah, if that's ok. i mean, i can always come back . . . whenever this," you do a little motion with your hands, "isn't here?"

+ "no, no, everything's fine," nagumo chimes in. "it's just a normal day for us, don't mind it, don't mind it. in fact, this is the best day of my life."

+ shin glares at him and shakes his head. "ignore him. uh, this doesn't normally happen here, but um, no, you can still be here! i can help you find what you need!"

+ "then . . . just two katsu sandwiches . . . please," you manage to say and shin dashes off to the back. you take a small glimpse at nagumo, who's gaze is still fixated on you.

+ "do you perhaps work at a bookstore?"

+ you raise your brows at him, who still has that twinkle in his eyes. with the way his face is inches away from yours, you feel like he's growing closer and closer by the second, but for some reason, you don't find yourself moving. "yeah, i do."

+ "i see."

+ you don't know what he sees or why he sees.

+ "would you like to get married in one?"

+ "nagumo. she's not going to marry you."

+ "see the look in her eyes? of course she will!"

+ you don't answer because shin's already running back with two packaged sandwiches in his hands. he shoves them over and bows again. "here you go, please just take them. no need to pay, not after seeing . . . this."

+ "that's going out of your pay check, shin."

+ "eh?! sakamoto-san!"

+ your feet shuffle under you as you slowly back away towards the door. "thank you for these. i hope that all of you," you nod to everyone, "have a nice day."

+ nagumo straightens his posture. "are you going back to the bookstore?"

+ you turn back around to him and he stands even closer than you remember. "yeah, i am. i have to get back to work."

+ "i see, then i will come with you!"

+ you fully spin and wave your hands in front of your face. "no! no, that's not necessary, that is not necessary. you don't have to go out of your way─"

+ "how silly of you to think that!" nagumo grins and you can feel the eagerness radiating off him. "i can't let my lovely lady walk back alone!"

+ "nagumo, she's not your lady."

+ you quickly glance outside. "and it's daytime?"

+ "you never know what kind of horrors lurk out there. take this guy as an example!" he prods the pizza guy with the tip of his foot. "you never know."

─

+ what's funny is that nagumo never gave up.

+ what's even funnier is that you gave him a chance.

+ he turns up to your bookstore every. single. day. he doesn't even buy anything, he just comes in, leans on the counter, lounges around in one of the single chairs and talks your ear off for about an hour before he leaves for a mission. unsurprisingly, you've come to learn that he has a job, but you don't know much except for the fact that it's dangerous. you've also learnt that he gets severe motion sickness.

+ he takes you out on walks, to restaurants─very . . . very expensive ones─and so much more to the point where you sort of feel bad that you can't do anything to repay him.

+ "what?" he would gasp when you offered to pay. "don't be ridiculous, i'd pay the entire world for you."

+ he makes restaurant reservations under his name, but upon arriving, he'd always say, "i booked the private booth for myself and my wife." and when he orders for you, he goes, "and my wife would like this one. can you make it perfect?" you don't know what it does to you.

+ "yet." he's always cheeky about it when you helpfully remind him that you're not married. "the time will come, darling."

+ your boss is just so happy that you've found someone during your time in japan. he knows how difficult it might be as a foreigner because it isn't your country and japanese isn't your first language, but the fact that you've found─he says 'found' as if nagumo's a dog─a tall, dashingly handsome japanese man, who is so head over heels for you, your boss performs nothing but parades of applause. he'd always sigh and you swear it's one of those dreamy ones. "i was just as persistent with my wife back when i was your age. she kept telling me to go away, but i simply couldn't."

+ you laugh. you've heard his story many times. "really?"

+ "yes, really. it is true love."

+ one day, you're just going to have to admit that nagumo yoichi is smitten to the bone, to the head, to the heart, maybe even to his feet.

+ "i'll tell you what i think," your boss says, flapping a newspaper in his hands, "i think you should tie the knot already. he seems like he's already there anyway."

+ surely, if your wise boss is telling you to get married, maybe you should do it? even a blind man would be able to tell that nagumo is ready to get down on one knee.

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