#Xu Fengfan

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What Makes You Beautiful covered by Lap[One Direction]

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INI : HANA VISUAL CAM

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10 things

synopsis: these are the ten things xu fengfan likes about you. ⌙ 1.2k

pairing: xu fengfan x fem!reader

genre: fluff

tags: non-idol!au, you guys are just friends </3, mutual pining!!!!!!!, vv cute

a/n: requested!!! most of these ideas came from 🌱 anon so thank you :]

i. your clinginess

“fen, you have something there in your hair.”

fengfan looked at you, confused. bringing a hand out, you picked a small green leaf that sat in his nestle of hair. unbeknownst to you, the tip of his ears tinged red as he sputtered out an incoherent string of words.

“no worries, i got it!” tugging on his shirt sleeve, your eyes widened as you spotted a certain shop. “c’mon, let’s go to that café over there!”

the man sighed in response before piping up. “what do you want? i’ll pay.”

“i’ve always known that i’ve loved you.” you said dreamily, albeit jokily ,which did result in fengfan blushing. wrapping your arms around him, you hummed happily.

ii. how you refer to him.

while sat in fengfan’s house, you were sprawled out on his couch as he typed away at his laptop diligently.

“fengfan.” you whined. “xu fengfan.”

but there was still no response.

an angry ‘fanfan!’ seemed to do the trick as his head snapped almost comically — though you were concerned about how fast it did, you hoped it didn’t hurt — in your direction.

“yeah, what did you need?” his voice was gentle and soft as he gazed at you.

“i’m bored...”

“wanna play a game?”

iii. your forgetfulness.

it was midnight while you strolled down the streets of your town with fengfan. he always invited you out whenever he wanted to get away from everything.

maybe you weren’t appropriately dressed — you absolutely were significantly under dressed — and a simple shirt and cardigan wasn’t enough but you still kept a brave face. even whilst the freezing winds bit at your exposed skin. despite that. you wrapped your arms in an attempt to fight it off but it was to no avail.

with a finger caught in between his teeth, the chinese man observed your shivers and mentally facepalmed. when were you going to ever learn your lesson?

he sighed before shaking off his own jacket and holding it out in his hand.

you looked at him in shock. “but what about you? i don’t want you to freeze to death.”

“i’m not cold. plus, i’ve grown used to it.”

“thank you, fen. you’re really too nice to me.” you smiled up at him.

iv. how you never let him take care of you because you’re the most stubborn person he knows.

you’d recently contracted a fever and it seemed like you were being punished for whatever reason. tucked inside your bed, you pulled the covers over yourself as you lay, staring at the ceiling.

you’d been feeling like shit all day, barely being able to lift yourself from the comfort of your bed let alone answer texts or calls from your phone.

but you didn’t know that fengfan had been texting you like crazy, and had been getting no reply. so frantically, he decided to visit your apartment, knowing where you kept the passcode to your apartment, he punched it in and let himself inside. calling your name softly, he knocked on your door a few times before creaking the door open and peeking his head in.

“are you.. sick?” the man walked through the door frame and up to your bed.

“no…” you answered rather unconvincingly.

“wait here, i’ll make you soup.”

“well, it’s not like i can move anyways.”

“oh yeah…” he trailed off before continuing. “what’d i tell you about taking care of yourself.” fengfan chided before clicking his tongue in disbelief.

“that it’s the most important thing.” you looked so much like a kick puppy with that small pout playing on your lips which only hurt fengfan’s heart. he could never stay angry at you.

“i’ve been telling you over and over. never mind, i’ll go and make the soup now.”

v. your warm voice.

the man laid on your lap as you raked your fingers through his hair, each one threading into his scalp. while letting hums out in satisfaction, you observed his features.

he was so perfect.

despite all that, his drooping eyes paired with a small yawn made you realise how little sleep he’d been getting nowadays.

“oh! i forgot to tell you what happened to me today, fanfan.” your tone was gentle, slowly lulling him to sleep. “i was on the highway street and i bumped into taji. he’d been shopping too, we even got coffee together.”

whilst you noticed him easing deep into slumber, adoration filled your heart. and you continued talking, patting his head softly.

vi. all the warms hugs you’ve ever given him.

“i got us two tickets to that band you’ve been wanting to see for, like, forever.” from behind his back, he brought out the two ticket stubs and waved them in your face.

you nearly choked on the juice you’d been drinking. “what? there’s no way!”

“yes way! these were the last two.”

suddenly, you leapt toward the man, embracing him tightly. nuzzling your face into his neck you whispered a muffled, ‘thank you.’

barely missing the mumble of appreciation, a tinge of pink flushed his cheeks.

“you’re welcome.” he replied softly.

vii. the loving smiles.

whenever you were happy, the corner of your eyes would crease just slightly; sometimes your nose would scrunch lightly. fengfan believed it was the most adorable sight ever.

it was like a glimpse of your lips turning upwards could wash all his sadness away and heal his soul tenfold.

your smile was truly one that he would die a million times just to see once more for even a fraction of a second.

viii. your comforting presence and how well you can observe him.

fengfan could recall that one time where you spent your summer vacation away from him. in another country. no words could’ve explained the yearning he felt for you. he’d missed you.

so the first time you face-timed him and saw the neutral expression plastered all over his face you frowned.

then you spent the entire call cheering him up. though the man didn’t even need that as seeing your face was enough to help him regain his energy.

ix. how much of a good listener you are.

“i don’t know why, but our professor’s just been giving us so much work! it’s totally unfair!”

comfortably sat at one of the tables at your university’s common room, you listened to fengfan’s frustrations.

“yeah, i’ve even realised that too. especially because you work so hard.” you glanced over to him, pausing. “i can help if you’d like. i know your workload’s not easy.”

“really?”

you placed your hand on his that was already perched on the wooden table, nodding.

“of course!”

‘but what’s the tenth thing?’ someone would ask fengfan.

x. you just being yourself.

and that’s what his response would be.

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Dinner is served to Ruki and you at his cousin’s restaurant. The food looks and smells absolutely heavenly. If only your appetite was fully intact, you are certain the food would taste just as good as it looks and smells. “Come on, you need to eat,” he insists, looking at you with eyes full of concern.

“I’m sorry Ruki,” you sigh. “I’m just not hungry and I’m afraid if I force myself to eat, it’s going to make me sick.”

“I know I don’t know the extent of everything you’ve been through today but maybe it would help if you talked about it,” he suggests.

You look away as tears begin to form in your eyes, “my father was murdered,” you say in a tone that is so low that it's barely audible.

He gasps expressing pure shock. “What do you mean murdered?”

“To be honest, I don’t really know the details,” you sigh. “I only know what my brother told me and he always leaves out the details when it comes to anything that involves him and father.”

“I’m sorry baby,” Ruki says, sympathetically with a slight frown on his face.

The waiter returns to the table with a bottle of red wine, “Mr. Shosei sent this over, sir,” he explains, pouring the burgundy colored liquid into two glasses and placing one in front of each of you. 

“Thank you,” Ruki sighs, analyzing your facial expressions for any sign of acceptance of the wine. He turns to look at the waiter who is still staring at him, “is that all?”

“Oh yes,” the waiter stumbles, “I’ll be taking my leave now,” he scurries away just as quickly as he originally appeared. 

Without thinking you reach for your glass of wine and drink the entire glass. “Mmmm, that’s really good wine.”

“I’m glad you like it, my dear,” Shosei purrs, walking over to the table. “It's our finest bottle of perfectly aged Chateau Lafite Rothschild Bordeaux Pauillac.”

“I have no idea what you just said but it still tastes good,” you smile.

“I'll tell you a little secret,” Shosei starts. “I have a lot of things that taste…”

“Alright Shosei,” Ruki quickly interrupts. “That’s enough of that.”

“I think the princess might actually enjoy the attention,” he smirks, staring at you, waiting for a response.

“Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with you?” Ruki growls. “Y/N is clearly uncomfortable.”

“I think she looks rather intrigued,” Shosei states.

“Why are you out here bothering us again?” Ruki quickly changes the subject, clearly annoyed.

“I need to borrow you, you’re needed in my office,” Shosei explains, his eyes never leaving you.

“Can’t you see I’m a little busy at the moment?” Ruki snaps.

“I’m not asking you to come to my office,” Shosei snarls, glaring at the younger one. “I’m telling you to come to my office.”

Your eyes widen when you hear and feel the change of atmosphere when the orders are barked out. The tension becomes so thick, it can be cut with a knife, which makes you want to crawl under the table and hide.

“I am busy right now,” Ruki retorts without hesitation. “I told you that I will stop in once we are finished with our dinner.”

“That is unacceptable,” Shosei growls.

“Ahhh shit the prince himself is here,” Ren snarls walking into the restaurant, followed closely behind by Takumi.

You watch as Ruki tenses up upon the entrance of the two men, surprised by the reaction. This is really the first time you’ve ever seen his body language change so drastically. Ruki always remains calm in every situation so the fact that he appears to be on edge, makes you aware that you should follow suit.

“Why are you guys here?” Ruki asks, standing up and moving to where he is in front of you, almost as if he was trying to shield you.

“Well well well,” Ren hums, walking over to the table after spotting you. “Who do we have here?”

You could feel his eyes burning a hole through you, practically undressing you with his eyes making both your skin crawl and hair stand up on the back of your neck. 

Ruki moves again, blocking the strange man from your line of vision. “Leave her alone, Ren,” he orders.

“I just want to properly introduce myself to this vision of pure beauty,” Ren announces, with a hint of confidence in his tone.

“Alright, that’s enough fucking around guys,” Shosei interrupts, with a more dominating demeanor than you’ve seen him have prior. 

Ren turns to face Shosei, laughing with a shit eating grin on his face, “I must say this is not a very intimidating look on you.”

You feel something in your hair, assuming a fly landed, after moving your hand up to swat the insect away, you jump after making contact with a hand. You look and the smaller man who was following Ren is now only inches from your face. The corner of his lips curl upwards into a spine chilling grin before he lets out a guttural, low growl, “woof woof woof.” You jump, staring with wide eyes, almost paralyzed by fear.  

“I like your eyes,” he continues. “I have the perfect box I could store them in.”

“Takumi,” Ruki snaps, “leave her the fuck alone.”

Takumi, grabs your throat with one hand while making eye contact, “till next time prince jacker.” and with that he runs over to stand between Ren and Ruki.

“Run along prince, dad needs you,” Ren smiles, “and don’t worry about this little ray of sunshine, daddy will take care of her.”

He sits down in the seat where Ruki was sitting across from you at your table. He places an elbow onto the table resting his face in the palm of his hand, “So tell me sunshine, what’s your name?”

“God damn it Ren,” Ruki growls. “Leave her the fuck alone.”

With a look of pure rage, Ren slides his hand into his sports coat, a man appears from the office and commands, “Shiroiwa, Kawanishi, Ohira…get in here NOW!”

“Awww look at that,” Ren smiles, a look of smugness on his face. “Looks like dad thinks I should be the babysitter.”

Ruki looks at you with apologetic eyes, “I’ll be right back, will you be ok?”

You want to tell him no, you want to beg him to stay and not to leave you with the crazed maniac who has been undressing you with his eyes the entire time he has walked into the building, but you know you can’t. Instead, you force a smile and nod. “I’ll be fine.”

You watch as the other men scurry away from the table and into the office. Ren is still focusing on you as though you are the only person in the entire room.

“I’m going to ask you again,” he growls in a low deep voice, sending shivers down to your core. “What’s your name, sunshine?”

“My name is Tajima Y/N.”

To look at Ren you wouldn’t be able to tell what he has hidden beneath the shiny exterior. He’s a gorgeous man, practically perfection but as they say, ‘you can’t judge a book by its cover’.

“Tajima Y/N,” he repeats. You can see the wheels spinning in his mind but you can’t bring yourself to ask him what he is thinking. “So tell me Miss Tajima Y/N, what are you doing with Prince charming?”

“What do you mean?” you wonder.

He laughs at your innocence, “it’s quite simple sunshine, are you just a good time girl or more?”

“Oh my god,” you gasp. “It’s nothing like that. Ruki and I are friends from university and he’s just helping me out right now.”

“Is that so?” Ren smirks, eyes moving down onto your figure, lingering there for a little longer than necessary.

The doors to the office open, Ruki and Takumi reenter the dining room. Ren moves over to sit next to you before anyone has the chance to steal his spot. He smells like a combination of expensive cologne and cigarettes, a smell that seems to tickle your senses without your consent.

Ruki sits on the opposite side of you. “Are you ok?” he whispers.

“Don’t worry prince charming,” Ren interjects, “I didn’t ruin your little trophy…yet that is.”

Ren pulls his phone out of his pocket, opening the camera and snaps a picture of himself sitting next to you.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Ruki growls, slamming his hand down onto the table.

Takumi’s eyes get wide with excitement as he jumps onto the table “Shit’s gonna go the fuck down!!!!” he yells.

Ren forwards the picture he just captured, with the message, “oh my oh my look at the ray of sunshine I came across. I wonder how sweet she’s gonna taste.” He hits send, placing the phone back into his pocket, leaning back and waiting for the fun to begin.

Your phone instantly starts vibrating in your pocket…

Meanwhile~~~

Shogo drives his car to ‘Fengfan’s’, parking his car on the street in front. He gets out and walks inside, Masaya closely behind. Masaya walks over, slamming his beloved bat down on an empty table close to where the other men are sitting. He looks up with tears in his eyes, “I’m sorry Shogo,” he whimpers. “Even though Eleanor was on board, I just can’t do it. I can’t hurt Fengie…I love him too much.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Shogo growls, looking around at all the patrons watching on in shock. “Everyone out of here now, your meals are on the house. Now Go.”

All the guests get up and quickly scurry out of the restaurant, leaving Shogo and his boys alone.

“Please don’t hate Eleanor, Shogo,” Masaya begs. “She wanted to make you happy but I couldn’t. This is my fault, not hers.”

“I told you we’re not here to fucking hurt anyone,” Shogo growls.

Takeru stands up, walking over to Masaya. He grabs Eleanor, licking her while making eye contact with the crying lunatic, then throws his beloved bat across the room. “I just fucked your bitch ass licker,” he growls. 

The crying stops immediately and a look of rage overtakes Masaya’s face. He reaches down, grabbing Christine from her case secured on his belt loop, holding it against Takeru’s throat. Her blade is so sharp, that blood starts dripping down his neck.

“Now your precious Christine is fucking me too,” Takeru smirks. He reaches around his back pulling his black and yellow 9mm from his waistband jamming it into the side of Masaya’s head. “What do you say ole friend, you wanna leave this world together?”

“I can’t fucking deal with this bullshit today,” Shogo snaps, kicking a table causing it to flip making all the dishes break upon hitting the floor.

Fengfan stands up from the bar, without saying a word, he walks over and grabs Masaya and Takeru with both hands. He leans in close and whispers, “I will kill both of you right here and now if you don’t knock this shit off. And then I will butcher your bodies and serve you as tomorrow dinner specials. Understood?”

Masaya slowly lowers Christine, securing her back into her case on his belt loop as Takeru slowly shoves his 9mm into the front of his waistband. He grabs his neck seeing the blood on his hand. He smirks at Masaya not being able to control his urges, “since that was christine fucking me, is this her cum or mine?” he licks the blood of his hand, smiling evilly, “either way its fucking delicious.”

“I swear to fucking god, Takeru, get the fuck over here now and sit,” Jin growls, causing him to quickly do as he’s told. 

Masaya puts his head down and follows Fengfan back over to the bar, sitting down next to him. “I’m really sorry Fengie,” he whimpers, laying his head on his shoulder. “I didn’t want to hurt you, I really didn’t.”

“Get the hell off of me,” Fengfan snarls.

“But I love you,” Masaya announces.

“At least you know you can get ass from someone,” Jin laughs, winking at Fengfan. 

“I can’t fucking believe this shit,” Shogo states still pacing around the restaurant. 

“Yo, Shogo,” Jin starts. “Why don’t you fill us in on what’s going on.”

Shogo continues to pace without saying anything. He picks up a chair, throwing it through the glass window in the front of the restaurant. “God damn it!” he yells.

“Should I go give him a hug?” Masaya asks. 

“No, you stay,” Fengfan orders.

“Yea don’t risk losing your plan b,” Jin teases again.

Shogo walks over to the bar, grabbing a bottle of liquor and starts chugging. He slams it down onto the wood before looking at the others, “he’s gone boys, he’s gone.”

“Oh my god,” Fengfan gasped. “I’m sorry man.”

Before Shogo has time to respond his phone starts to vibrate, grabbing his attention. He pulls his phone out of his pocket to see a picture of you with Ren. “I’m gonna fucking kill him,” he growls then immediately dials your phone.

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𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚠𝚘 : 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚛

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Shogo exits the hospital in a state of pure rage. You were correct with everything that you said about him and your father. Shogo has been groomed from a very young age to take over the family business. He had an extremely close relationship with his father. He loved and admired him and strived to be a man that would make his dad proud. That day will never come though, his father is no longer here to be proud of anything that Shogo accomplishes and that is why THEY must pay.

Masaya is hanging around the INI’s clubhouse with a few of the other members. He’s sharpening his beloved pocket knife. She’s diamond encrusted with a skull engraved on the blade. His phone starts to vibrate in his pocket. He’s tempted to ignore the call, afterall sharpening Christine is a priority and one of the few pleasures that Masaya allows himself to indulge in. 

His phone continues to vibrate, causing massive irritation to Masaya’s mood which ultimately will mess with the lecherous foreplay between him and Christine. He lightly places Christine onto the table in front of him, slamming his hand onto the hardwood, next to his knife out of pure frustration of being interrupted, then removes his cell phone out of his pocket. All that frustration is immediately erased once he sees that his favorite person, Shogo, is the one who is the cause of the interruption.

He places the phone to his ear, “yes sir,” he says.

“I need you,” Shogo states, coldly with zero emotion in his voice. “He’s gone. Meet me at Hibiya Koen in fifteen minutes. We have some matters to attend to.”

Before Masaya can respond, Shogo disconnects the call. He doesn’t need to hear the response to know that his orders will be followed without question, especially from his most loyal, unhinged soldier. 

Masaya stands up, gently folding Christine and placing her inside of her case connected to his belt loop. He walks over to a cabinet against the wall. “YEAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!” he yells as he repeatedly starts slamming his own head against the wall until blood starts to drip down his face. “DADDY FUCKING NEEDS ME!! LETS GET IT ELEANOR!!!” 

He opens the cabinet and removes his other most beloved girl, Eleanor. She is a wooden Louisville slugger that has been carved with skulls and crossbones and spray painted black. She has leather wrapped around the base to enable proper gripping and at the tip she is decorated with blood stained barbed wire. She is always dressed to impress and is ready for some action.

Masaya runs his tongue on the barbed wire as his eyes roll into the back of his head. “Mmmmm Elaenor, you just get sexier everytime I see you,” he announces, walking towards the door. The other members watch as he leaves without asking any questions, after all this isn’t necessarily odd behavior for Masaya.

You slowly walk out of your father’s room, tears streaming down your cheeks. You make your way out of the hospital, stunned to see Shogo has left without you. You haven’t been in Tokyo for over ten years and you have absolutely no idea how to get home. You take your phone out of your pocket, calling your brother in a panic but of course he doesn’t answer the call. 

You look around, unsure where to go, deciding to head north. You decide to find a decent looking restaurant to sit in until you’re able to reach Shogo. As you walk down the street, thunder sounds out from the heavens above, adding to the already outstanding day. You pick up the pace when you start to feel droplets of water hitting your skin. You turn the corner, noticing an establishment that looks rather dignified.

Before entering the restaurant you attempt to call your brother again with the same results when another idea pops into your head. You scroll through your contacts, landing on Ruki’s name, pressing call before you have the chance to change your mind.

“Hello,” Ruki says into the phone, answering your call after only one ring.

“Hey,” you say with a shaky voice. “I’m sorry to do this but I’m kind of stranded and I was wondering…”

“Where are you?” he asks.

“I’m getting ready to walk into some restaurant called ‘Fengfan’s’,” you say as your voice cracks.

“I’ll be right there,” he says. “But please be careful, I’ve heard of some less than savory things happening in there before.”

“Should I go somewhere else?” you ask, looking around but not seeing any other restaurant in close enough vicinity.

“No, it won’t take me long to get there. I’ll see you soon oh and I’m glad you thought to call me,” Ruki announces before disconnecting the call.

“Fengfan’s,” you say to yourself as you walk inside, only moments before the skies open up and releases a torrential downpour.

Most of the tables are occupied by what appears to be happy couples but only two stools were taken at the bar. You walk over and sit down on a stool and force a smile once the bartender notices you.

“Can I get you something to drink?” the bartender asks.

“Yea can I get a double Nikka Yoichi neat please,” you sigh, trying to wipe your tears subtly, hoping no one is paying attention.

“A whiskey drinker,” one of the men says who is only sitting a few seats away from you.

“Yea,” you nod, trying not to pay him too much attention, afterall Ruki did give you fair warning and he has no reason to lie to you.

“And you seem to have some expensive taste,” he continues on. You don’t want to be rude so you look at the man who is now facing you entirely with his back turned to his friend and smile.

The two men didn’t strike you as the types who would normally be friends outside of a bar. The one speaking to you is shorter with shoulder length black hair. He has an inviting smile, warm eyes, and an air to him that he thinks that he is the most important person in any room. The other man sits quiet, he appears to be observing and taking in all of the activity going on in the room. He has short, bright red hair, a shade that only a man with a certain level of confidence could pull off but he gave no signs that he is friendly or has any desire to be bothered.

“Are you having a rough day, sweets,” the man asks as he moves over to the empty stool next to you.

“You can say that,” you sigh, feeling the tears starting to form in your eyes again. You fight the urge to cry though, you don’t need to be vulnerable in a place like this and around men like these.

“A pretty girl like you should never be brought to tears,” the man smiles. “Now why don’t you tell ole Jin here what he can do to make you feel a little better?”

“Ummm,” you hesitate, not fully knowing the proper thing to say.

“I know, how bout you let me buy you a few rounds of drinks, sweets,” he offers. “I bet that will help cheer you up a little.”

“Umm I don’t know,” you say, playing with the napkin that the bartender set down to put your drink on once it's served. “I don’t think I’m going to be here for too much longer, my friend is coming to pick me up.”

“Is it your boyfriend?” Jin asks bluntly.

“No,” you gasp, shocked by his sudden question.

“That’s wonderful news,” Jin smiles, as the bartender sits your drink down. “Put her tab on mine.”

“No no, that’s not necessary,” you argue, only to be ignored by the bartender. You sigh and look at the man next to you, “thank you.”

“No thank you,” Jin smiles brightly. “It’s not every day that I get the opportunity to speak with a woman with looks that would put any model to shame. Oh I’m Jin by the way but my friends call me MJ.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Jin,” you say, drinking the entire contents of your glass in one gulp. 

“So do you have a name or can I just call you mine,” he winks, signaling for the bartender to get you another drink. This time the bartender returns with your drink in record time. You notice the difference in service but don’t question it. Afterall, you will never see any of these men again after Ruki gets here and saves you from your nightmare.

“No please don’t call me that,” you say, chugging the second drink that is served to you.

“Ok sweets, I like a challenge,” Jin smirks, as the bartender delivers another drink in front of you. “It seems to me like you might be trying to get a little tipsy.”

“No, you’re wrong on that,” you argue, chugging the next drink. You are starting to feel the whiskey though but the pain from losing your father is a little numbed so it’s a win win.

“I don’t know,” Jin smirks, “I think you are thinking of some less than pure acts you would like to do with me and you’re using the liquor so you don’t have to feel bad for standing up your friend.”

Before you have time to respond, Ruki enters the restaurant, walking over to you. “There you are, Y/N,” he says, placing his arm around your shoulder while glaring at Jin. “Are you ok?”

“Oh hi ya Ruki,” you smile, liking the sensation you are feeling from him simply touching your shoulders.

“Look here a minute, boy,” Jin orders. “You look familiar, do I know you?”

“Nah, I don’t think so,” Ruki denies, helping you stand up.

“Are you sure?” Jin asks. “I usually never forget a face.”

You turn to face Jin, “thank you for the drinks, sir. I hope you have a wonderful evening.”

“Anytime sweets,” Jin smiles. “You can usually find me here if you ever decide to go through with those evasive thoughts of yours.”

You don’t respond as Ruki leads you out of the restaurant and over to his black BMW. He opens the door for you to sit inside, closes it and walks around getting into the driver's side.

Masaya walks around Hibiya Koen looking for Shogo with the dried blood still on his face. “You look worse than me,” Shogo announces walking up to him. 

“What do you mean?” Masaya asks with wide eyes, reaching over to touch Shogo’s arm. 

“The fucking blood on your face,” Shogo laughs

“Well look at Eleanor,” Masaya orders, holding his beloved bat up in front of the man’s face. “She has blood on her so we wanted to match. It’s what couples do.”

“I’ll never understand you,” Shogo laughs, looking at Masaya who is staring at his bat while running his finger up the side while biting his lower lip. “Alright enough fucking around, it’s time to get her real bloody.”

“Fuck yea it is!!!!” Masaya yells, punching himself in the head. His breathing starts to get more intense when he asks “who is Eleanor ending?”

“We’re not ending anyone yet,” Shogo snarls. “I want to let those mother fuckers know what's coming their way.”

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