#ran haitani angst

[seichira]

door into your heart.

haitani ran has never had to fight for a girl’s attention. well, at least before you came along and changed the game. it is his first time trying to win someone’s heart, and he’s getting more desperate the longer you keep him on the ledge.

pairing : bonten!ran haitani x college!reader

content : mostly fluff, kinda angsty, swearing, mentions of violence, and basically ran just trying to get the girl.

ran thinks it’s absolutely insane that a girl has got him wrapped around her little fingers, and he knows it, he just willingly submits himself to it.

let’s start from where all the glitches in the universe as he calls them, started. meeting you.

you see, ran haitani is used to women throwing themselves at him. the man can get whatever and whoever he wants at a snap of a finger.

his childhood was rough and all he had was rindou—and he’s not a saint not to enjoy all of life’s perks now that he’s reached the top, isn’t he? admit it, he has been through enough shit to take it easy for once.

they started off ruling ropponggi, having a bunch of men do whatever they command. they lived off the glory of winning street fights and taking down gang leaders after gang leaders.

it was cool, alright. but looking back, that place seems to be just a playground compared to the chokehold they have on the entire country. japan is essentially theirs.

when a person is on top of the world, no words could possibly describe the feeling of being a king. ran haitani himself found himself at that position.

however, the thing about reaching the top is there is nowhere else to go. what follows after is boredom, ennui, and just… rotting away in the repetitiveness of the days. killing, manipulating, torturing, stealing.

he was getting sick of it.

at the height of his much-too-early midlife crisis that he believes came early because he is going to die earlier than everyone else, he flew back to tokyo in hopes that he can drown himself in alcohol at some bar that has no connections to bonten.

he hops out of his ferrari that he parked on the other side of the street adjacent to the local bar, and he is just about to cross it when he hears an exasperated grunt and a loud sound of metal nearby.

the first instinct was ignore it, but another grunt came and he finally snapped his head towards the direction of the disrupting noise in this peaceful part of town.

there, ran sees you struggling to pull the storefront rollup gate down. judging by the apron you seem to forget to remove, it is easy to deduce that you are a barista at the coffee shop you’re currently trying to close for the night.

being the brute that he is, ran keeps his distance from you and remains standing near his car, leisurely watching you struggle.

he chuckles to himself. that shit is cute, he thinks.

it is your first time having to work the closing shift and you had no idea how heavy these things were until you tried it. when all hope leaves you, you groan and sit on the pavement to wait for some energy to come back before trying again.

that is when ran haitani finally decides to spread out his imaginary angel wings and come to your rescue. he approaches you slowly and his footsteps make no sound at all, making you flinch in surprise when the gate suddenly closes and locks on where it is supposed to be.

you look up at the man who just saved you a ton of energy and time, and you stand up to face him. it takes you aback, though, with the way he towers over you. people can be this tall?

but if you were taken aback, the man in front of you is completely blown away. your hair is messy probably because you just finished a shift, you are wearing a simple polo shirt beneath your dirtied apron, paired with skinny jeans—and the man thinks, what a fucking beautiful woman.

this man has seen all kinds of women in the fanciest of outfits, and yet, here he is, totally mesmerized by an obviously exhausted girl trying to make money.

“phew. thank you! you totally rescued me because i was just about to run away and possibly get fired for leaving the coffee shop open overnight.”

he shrugs at your gratitude because he literally did nothing. the gate weighed like paper to him. not only is he not used to saying you’re welcome, he also does not really do much things to receive a thanks.

still, he says, “you’re welcome.”

“have a good night, mister!” you say to finally walk home since it’s a fifteen-minute walk from there.

you work two jobs to get yourself through university after deciding you won’t ever burden your parents anymore, so it is justified how you just want to lay down on your bed on a friday night.

ran finds it too much of a waste to let such a pretty girl go just like that, which is very uncharacteristic for him because he never does that when he knows there are others out there in his disposal.

but he can’t let you walk away.

“wait, miss.”

you turn back to look at him, “hm? yes?”

fuck, even her voice is cute.

“this… coffee shop. why’d you have to close it yourself? you don’t have security guards or something?”

you shake your head like it’s the most normal thing ever, “nope. the owner can’t afford something of that sort. the business is financially tight after the new coffee shop nearby opened.”

“which one?”

you state the name of the coffee shop that almost put you out of a job. thankfully, your boss liked your work ethics enough to keep you in their staff.

“thanks again, mister. i have to go home—”

ran scrambles his brain to find another excuse to keep you for longer. at this point, it is already unusual to him how you still haven’t asked his name. he cannot believe that he’s doing so much just to continue talking to you.

“you’re walking home?”

“yep! it’s good exercise, you know?” you giggle before pointing at the black ferrari just a few steps away. “i believe that’s yours?”

he nods. “looks sick, doesn’t it?”

“looks like someone’s got trust funds,” you joke. it earns a laugh from ran haitani, a man who hasn’t laughed in ages. holy shit, he utters in his head.

“not trust funds, honey. i don’t have a rich mommy and daddy. worked like hell to get that shit.”

your eyebrow raises, and you smile. “well, something must be very wrong with this life because i work like hell and i’m nowhere near affording that!”

it intrigues him, how you talk like you’ve got nothing on you but be lighthearted about it. when he had nothing, he was miserable. how could you smile like that? much more so, smile so beautifully?

“want me to drive you home? it’s dangerous in this part of town. don’t want you to go missin’ on me before you get to afford a ferrari.”

you are quick to turn him down with a flick of your hand, “oh, no thanks. i’m grateful for your help but who knows if you’re the dangerous part of town?”

he laughs again because you are absolutely right, but you have no idea that no harm will ever come close to you when you’re with him.

“you can call anyone and give them all my cards so they’ll know who took you home. safely.”

“i appreciate it, but really, it’s fine. there are some catcallers here and there but believe me, i can trashtalk them just as fine.”

his brows furrow at the thought. it makes him uncomfortable knowing you have to go through that, and you’re used to it.

“you sure?” he asks again but does not impose because he understands your doubts. it truly is hard to trust someone nowadays.

“i am.”

you walk home after waving goodbye to the tall, handsome, purple-haired man with a clean cut—ready to forget him.

with all the good intentions left in his heart, he waits a few seconds for you to be at a safe distance before he quietly follows you home. just to make sure you get there safely.

true enough, there are a few men loitering along the streets. when they call you names and shout lewd remarks, ran is just ready to intervene.

but you flip off the men and shout, “you filthy fucking pigs! this is why you lead such petty little lives without a wife to love you!”

once he sees you get inside the apartment complex, he shoves his hands in his pockets, approaches the men and gave them a few threats and injuries. afterwards, he walks back to his car.

you were right—this was good exercise.

ran abandons his earlier plans and heads home for the night. and if it isn’t clear, he thinks about you the entire drive home until his eyes drifts off to sleep.

that was how you met ran haitani.

the next events were just batshit crazy. the nearby coffee shop closed down and business was back as usual. your schedules were changed into something that will allow you to have some time to study and even rest. in the blink of an eye, as if something shifted, everything was suddenly convenient for you.

but behind the scenes is ran haitani.

alongside all of the crazy happenings in your life, ran haitani never leaves you alone. literally the next day after your first encounter, he shows up at the coffee shop you work at with an irritated look on his face.

“what’re you so grumpy for? where’s the smile you had on last night? didn’t expect to see you here, mister. would you like to order?”

“why did you arrive just now?” he looks at the nameplate you just clipped on your apron, and it wasn’t there last night. “y/n.”

“what do you mean?”

“been waiting for you here for two hours already, thought i’d come by and see if you were able to make it home alive last night.”

you stifled a laugh, “obviously, i did. and i only start here very late at night. it’s a part-time. i study in the good part of the day and i work a waitressing job at a pub, then this one.”

his eyes widen, and the one thing he immediately thinks of is how you do not have to do all that if he just gives you what he has. he has more than enough money to last lifetimes. giving you some wouldn’t hurt, right?

he is not even surprised when you turn that offer down. he’s disappointed, but he saw it coming.

after months of clinging to your side like a leech, the man is irrevocably in love with you. like down bad. like there-is-no-getting-out-of-this in love.

seriously, how could he not?

he sees you work so hard, so independently, and face so much shit the world throws at you and still have the will to be fucking smiling at him?

when he told you about his work, which took him about three months to finally confess to you, your answer was, “i stand corrected. that is good exercise.”

the man was BAFFLED. you accept it, just like that? no judgments? no shouting? no cursing? no condemning him for all of his sins?

you continued, “i know how hard this life is and i won’t blame people for doing what they have to do to survive. i’d rather not get involved with that, ran, so keep me away from it… but as for you, i don’t mind.”

you said all that but when he confessed his feelings for you the very first time, you turned him down. it was for a good reason—you had to graduate and earn a degree so you can finally have a good-paying job. being in a relationship with anyone is putting that at risk, and it was a risk you couldn’t take.

he understood.

the second time he confessed, after a year, he was at your new apartment that you purchased all on your own. it was small, but it was yours, so he loved it.

this time, he was sure that you loved him too. the problem is, you told him that you want him to court you first. until you give him your sweet yes, every interaction has to be friendly.

ran didn’t understand, but it was what you wanted, so he courted you in ways that he absolutely had no idea how, but had to try anyway.

“court me, and i’ll see if you deserve me.”

well, no shit. he has been courting you for a year now.

everything is slowly falling into place. your job is getting stable. your apartment is getting filled with more upgrades. you don’t have to live off cup noodles anymore (although ran made sure you lived well with all the help you accepted from him after he met you). the bills are paying themselves.

but you won’t give ran the time of day. you were such a tease. brushing your hands with his but never truly holding it. hugging his huge figure but never fully embracing him, except on your graduation when he was the only person who went to congratulate you. speaking with your lips close to his but never kissing him.

being with him but never telling him you love him.

but you are. you are in love with ran haitani. you are aware of the things he does for you, and they do not go unappreciated.

the flowers he casually gives you even without an occasion. visiting your place just to cook your meals when you are too lazy to feed yourself. taking care of you when you are sick and even when you aren’t. spending all his money on you albeit discreetly so you won’t scold him. quitting the vices you hated. being your personal driver. leaving important work behind when you need him.

basically being there.

being present.

being your person.

you finally decide that it is time to give in to what you want. to love him without inhibitions. life has been hard enough and it is about time to just… give in to all the things you were deprived of.

ran is an impatient man, and you think it should be humanity’s greatest feat that he was able to wait for you this long.

you know better than anyone that he can wait for as long as you need him to, but the wait ends now. you cannot wait anymore, and neither can he.

sitting inside the car, stopping at the basement parking, ran waits for you to step out first because you made it clear that while you two are just friends, he will never be allowed to open doors for you.

“ran?”

“yeah?”

you unbuckle your seatbelt to lean forward and kiss him on the lips. he freezes at first, and the thoughts wilding inside him screams, what the fuck?! is this really fucking happening?!

when he recovers just as you pull away, he pulls your nape and deepens the kiss. he pours out all the years he spent waiting to cross this line on this kiss.

and you return all of them.

he pulls away to rest his forehead on yours, “what’s the meaning of this? are you… what is… is this what i think this is, baby?”

you nod with tears on your eyes.

“you can open my door for me.”

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

Secrets Kept From Him Ran Haitani x Fem Reader Chapter 1: Secrets WC: 3.5K+ Resident: @enchantedforest-networkTW: Past relationship with Ran, Disappearing, Slight Suggestive Themes, Angst, Drinking, Suggestive Language, Secret Child He Doesn't Know About (unedited) MINOR DNI 18+

‘I promised to be by your side’ for years this phrase would haunt Ran in his sleep. His eyes opened up in the darkness of the room. He turned his head to the

side to see the woman he picked up for the night who was fast asleep. It just didn’t feel right no matter how many girls he brought home, nothing felt complete. To be exact no one could replace you. 5 years had passed by without a sign of where you left. He had tried to track you down when you first left. Trying to get a hold of family members, friends even trying to find connections to search for you. But each time there was a lead it was a dead end. ‘Why do I keep doing this to myself… they are not the same’ he sighed. He was doing this to himself, comparing each woman with you. Behind his smile only his brother could see that he wasn’t happy. The following morning Ran was still charming as he called a cab for his late night friend to be picked up. “Thanks for last night, I'll give you a call sometime.” flashing a smile seeing the woman get into the cab as it began to travel down the road. The smile on his face faded, his hands placed in his pockets as he went into his home. 

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“We just got in…no we are heading there right now…” you sat in the back of the private car as you were on the phone, you were looking through the windows, it's been years since you've been in Tokyo. It still looked the same. The bit of nostalgia hitting you as you passed by some familiar buildings. “Hey listen I will call you later tonight and keep you updated.. Okay… okay bye.”  you hung up the phone. “Everything is so big over here!” your daughter looked out from her booster seat. “You used to live here right mommy?”  her violet eyes looked over at you. “Yeah before you were born.” softly smiled as you ran your fingers through her long soft locks. 

You left Tokyo when you found out you were a few weeks pregnant. Ran didn’t know about the baby. It did worry you when finding out about your pregnancy, you were scared shitless. Ran coming home sometimes covered in blood, you had expressed your concerns for his safety many times. He would simply say ‘you don’t need to worry about a thing my love.’ but it worries you every single time. You worried you would get a call about a deal going south and he wouldn’t make it or if someone found out about you or your guy's baby you wouldn’t know what this person might do. You couldn’t take that risk, you needed to protect yourself and your baby. 

It hurt you to leave him  the way you did without any notice nor telling him where you were going. The days passed into months and your daughter was brought into the world. Along with trying to figure out how to be a mother you were dealing with your own anxiety. Looking at her growing each day she inherited Ran’s looks. You had a little piece of Ran with you. You wanted to give your daughter the opportunity to grow up in Tokyo and enjoy it like you did as a child. “We should be arriving at our new home tomorrow sweetheart.” you spoke. You bought a home on the other side of Tokyo avoiding some of the places you and Ran would visit. He was a creature of comfort he would usually stick to the places he was familiar with. The home would have all your belongings by the end of the day today. You were going to stay in one of the Hotels that had great reviews online. It was fairly new as well. Still in the back of your mind wondering what would happen if you would have run into him by accident or his brother… You wouldn’t know what you would do. Your mind would play thousands of possible scenarios from him being happy, to being betrayed and upset with you.

“Mommy we are here!” your daughter exclaimed as the car stopped in front of the Hotel. “Great lets put our stuff in the hotel and do a bit of sightseeing before it gets late.” opening the car door.

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“Ran, are you paying attention?” Rindou called out to his brother who was spaced out.

“Hmmm oh yeah, what time do we have to meet up with them again?”  They were in the car going to the destination meeting some possible clients for the club. One being a heiress of a prestigious alcohol company. Ran knew what he exactly had to do to get this contract with her. Even if it meant he had to sleep with her. “Seriously you cannot mess this up. If we can reduce the cost of this we are golden.” Rin looked over at his brother. “I know. Why don’t I just sleep with the bimbo first then you talk to her about contracts, she wouldn’t be able to process the quote we give her without thinking about events that happened before that.”  Ran suggested giving a smirk. His brother let out a deep sigh pinching the bridge of his nose “You have that full confidence in you by all means have at it. Might leave this to you right now then come back later on.” As the car pulled up to the hotel. Ran pulled up a photo of the heiress to make sure he wouldn’t mistake her for anyone else. He studied her features, making him woo her easily. He did look different from the last time you saw him. His hair was styled differently and wear a nice suit. You and your daughter were exiting out to the lobby. Your attention was on your daughter as she was happily talking to you as you held her hand.In this brief moment your paths crossed with his but both were too busy in your own worlds to notice each other at that moment. A faint smell of a familiar cologne hit your nostril for a moment. Looking up for a moment you were passing a group of gentlemen thinking it was one of them wearing the cologne Ran used to wear. You refocused your attention on your daughter.

Ran would be heading to the bar of the hotel where he is greeted by the striking beauty who was waiting for him. “Ms. Yamaguchi, I'm glad you were able to make it on such short notice.” Ran smiled as reaching for her hand kissing the back of it. “You do look lovely tonight. I’m Ran Haitani.” “Lovely to meet you Ran. They told me you were handsome but not so charming as well.” she looked at him with a sultry look. “You have a brother as well Rindou if I remember correctly… where is here tonight?” She looked towards the doorway. “He had to take care of some things at the club. I guess in the meantime while we wait, we can get to know each other? Can I buy you a drink?” the smile that no woman could resist. She gladly accepted his offer. It would only take him an hour to end up in her hotel room. 

Few hours would pass as you made your way back to the hotel with your daughter along with someone you trusted since the day you left. “We are glad you will join us for dinner tonight. I made reservations.” you smiled. Looking over at your aunt who you kept in contact with. 

“I'm glad to be finally seeing you both in a while. For a chance you both get to visit me for once.” she chuckled while walking into the hotel lobby. Your aunt never met Ran before, only had heard about him from the stories you would tell her. She did suggest telling him the minutes you gave birth to your daughter but she respected your choices on why you didn’t. 

When you pressed the elevator button you waited patiently. You saw something on your daughter's face. Kneeling down,facing away from the elevator cleaning her cheek. On the other side of the elevator coming down, Ran was focused on the lovely Ms. Yamaguchi. Her hands draped around his neck. As she playfully talked to him. “I never had a client take such good care of me.” her finger tips touching his lips. “Well there will be more if you like later on.” he was leaning in before the elevator stopped. They were on the lobby floor. When opening the door they saw a mom kneeling down with her back toward them, seeming to be cleaning her daughter's face accompanied by an elderly lady. Ran smiled as he exited the elevator. He noticed the little girl and thought she was adorable. Her eye color was similar to his own; he didn't really pay mind to all the details of the girl but her eyes. They made their way towards the bar where Rindou was. They heard the little girls say “mommy lets get in the elevator!” “Okay okay let's hurry in.” you chuckled. From that distance Ran heard the familiar voice that stopped him for a moment. When his head turned around he was able to get a look of the mom who was standing up. From a side view his heart dropped seeing you.  He watched you holding onto the little girl's hand entering the elevator. “Ran dear everything alright?” Ms. Yamaguchi asked when Ran seemed to pause for a moment.  He couldn’t just move seeing that you were here in the hotel he was at. He needed to talk to you. Ran composing himself quickly he turned his attention back to Ms. Yamaguchi. “Yes of course I thought I knew someone. But shall we meet up with my brother?” he asked, covering his issues with a smile. During the discussion between Ms. Yamaguchi and Rindou , Ran wasn’t paying attention. His mind was focusing on other things. His past love being here and trying to figure out what his next move would be. He could wait in the lobby till you came down again. Rindou would look at his brother's direction seeing he was preoccupied in thoughts. “Ran… Ran.” Rindou called out.

“Hmm I’m sorry what is happening?” he asked. 

“Must be still a little dazed and confused because of our private discussion earlier.” Ms. Yamaguchi smiled. “We were going over the quantity and price range.” Rindou spoke. “We agreed on this number.” Rindou pulls out a small notepad along with a pen jotting down the number and handing it to Ms. Yamaguchi.

She looked at the number. “I think we can make this work. Your brother can be very convincing ya know. I will have the contracts ready by tomorrow for both of you to sign.” She picked up her drink while taking a sip. The next thing she knew she had her phone ring. “Hello yes…Well I'm in the middle of something right now. I left you in charge for one minute and you decided to screw things up.” she sighed she brought the phone away from her ear “I do apologize gentlemen but something needs my attention. I will have my assistant send over the contracts in the morning. If you will excuse me I need to take care of this.” She got up from the seat walking away.  Rindou looked at his brother “What the hell is going on with you?” “What if I told you about someone from the past staying in this hotel right now.” Ran gave his brother a side glance bringing his drink to his lips. “Can you confirm they are here?” Rin leaned back in his chair. “She is here, I saw her. She still looked the same, just like I remember.” Ran spoke. “There is something else too.. She had some company with her” “Company you say? Who’s the guy?” he asked. Rin was already prepared to make something look like an accident waiting for his brother to describe the guy you might be with. “It wasn’t a guy…. It was a little girl and some older woman I’ve never seen before.” Ran began to remember the child feature more. The pretty violet eyes that resembled his, the child that looked no older than 4 or 5. “I need to talk to her more before assuming something… Listen, she will eventually come down. I wanna talk to her.” ~~~~~~ Fixing your daughter's hair you had her in a pretty purple dress. “You look great sweetie.” holding her hands. “You do too mommy.” her small hands cupping your cheeks as she gave your eskimo kisses. “You guys ready?” you asked your daughter and aunt. “Ready!” they both exclaimed. Walking out of the room. Getting into the main lobby you headed to the area where the restaurant was. 

Rindou wanted to see if Ran really saw the woman from his brother's past. He was casually sitting in the lobby looking at his phone each time the elevator opened and his eyes were on the elevator. His eyes focused on you when you stepped out with your daughter and aunt. He was in a bit of disbelief seeing you. Picking up his phone. “Hey you were right…. She is heading towards the restaurant.. Just one thing don’t act like an idiot just-” the phone was cut off “son of a .” he grit his teeth. He didn’t want his brother to do anything drastic infront of people. Ran was already at the restaurant. He had a seat in the corner where the bar stand was. Just a minute later after hanging up with Rin. He saw the group of three arriving at the check in. The server shows you to your table. The more he watched you the more he wanted to walk up to the table and talk to you. Hearing the small giggles coming from your daughter his heart was breaking. There was no doubt that was his little girl. It was like a little replica of him as a child. He wasn’t a part of yours and her life. He wanted to get a better view of you both. Still questioning who the lady was you were with. He was by the walkway in the corner where it lead to the kitchen he leaned on the rail. Your daughter was looking around the restaurant amazed by how beautiful everything was. “Mommy look at the big fishes in the tank!” she pointed to the large aquarium-like tank behind them. “ I know they are big fishes.” you watched the fish swimming peacefully. Your daughter's  eyes are still roaming around. She happened to glance at a table where she saw a family sitting. She didn’t know who her dad was, she had asked about him but you kept it very short with the answers. Excuses of daddy being very busy with work. She watched as the dad interacted with his children, making them laugh. Ran saw her looking over at the table and her smile disappeared for a moment. You caught onto seeing your daughter frown on her face. “You okay sweetheart?” you asked her. “Mommy, will I ever get to meet my daddy? At my old school I would see daddy’s pick up their kids from school and the kids would do all these things with their daddy’s… I just…” she stopped her sentence and looked down fidgeting with her hands. Your aunt looked over at you, after hearing what your daughter said. She had told you many times and now your daughter was asking about her father. “ I know, baby.” you cupping her face lifting her cheeks up to look at you. Just this statement was killing you so much. She was suffering not knowing who her father was. “You will meet him one day.. I promise.” you smiled, kissing her forehead. “Why do we get something sweet after dinner? I will let you choose something from the menu.” you wanted to see that smile appear on her face. “Really?” her eyes brighten up. “That sounds like a good idea now. Why don’t I help you choose Sweetie?” your aunt suggested to your daughter who happily scooted closer to her as they both looked at the menu.

 Picking up your wine glass you sipped on your wine. You started to realize how many families were in the restaurant.  Your eyes began to wander around the restaurant to see some happy couple and families enjoying their meal. When your eyes reached the corner of the room they didn’t move when they landed on him. His distinct violet eyes appear back at you, even though he had a new hairstyle. He was there looking back at you, the eye contact didn’t break for a second. The moment your eyes looked away was when your daughter caught your attention. “Mommy I want this one!” She brought the menu close to you to show you the item she wanted.

“That does look like a yummy treat, sweetie.” you smile. You took a quick glance back at the corner where Ran was standing and he was gone. “Mommy is gonna go to the bathroom really fast okay? Behave for your aunt for me?” turning your attention back to your daughter. Your daughter nodded promising she would behave for you.

You got up from the booth and made your way to the corner of the restaurant. You couldn’t believe your feet were walking toward his direction. Your heart was pounding against your chest, as you approached closer. When you reached the area you saw an empty hallway. Walking down the empty hallway you saw the different paths to the hotel. You were looking down at the hallway but no sight of him. The quicker you were looking down the aisle when you felt someone grabbing your hand pulling you into an aisle of where rows of doors continue down the long hallway. The smell of his YSL cologne hit your nostrils, the hypnotizing violet eyes were close. It didn’t take long or Ran’s slender arm to wrap around your pulling you closer to his body. His other hand caressing your cheek as he brought you to his chest in a tight embrace. His head is buried in the top of your head taking a deep inhale of your scent. “____.” he whispered your name. It didn’t take much longer until you found yourself holding him. His embrace was just like you remembered, and how much you missed every moment of it. “I missed you…” 

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[haitani-maki]

𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡𝑠

⭒Mild ANGST

⭒This is my first time writing angst, maybe it's not good

⭒English is not my first language

You and Ran met in your early 20s in a stupid way. You were on your way to college and ended up bumping into him, he found it funny that you were desperately apologizing, you didn't know whether to focus on him or the clock because you were late. It was a peaceful day for him as he was just passing through.

For some reason he couldn't forget you, he thought you were beautiful, your voice was cute and you had a nice smile. He would like to see that smile again

Maybe he was in luck… 3 days later he saw you in the dessert shop where he sells his favorite mont blanc

You had left college and went to meet some friends there

Ran addressing you as "the late girl", you couldn't help but blush at this and apologize again for almost running him over.

He says it's no problem, a quick exchange of words and he asks for your number, you exchanged a few messages until he finally asked you out on a date. Believe it or not, he was insecure at first, it took him a few months to tell you that he was a member of a gang called Kanto Manji. When you said everything was fine but asked not to be involved, it was like a weight had been lifted off of him, he thought you would leave and never speak to him again. After all, being part of a gang is not something that is well regarded, is it?

As time went by, things between you were getting more serious, you've met his brother, you were spending more time together, or rather, you were starting to spend more time at his house, not only because you lived a little far away but according to his words, he slept better hugging you.

Well, things got more serious at Kanto Manji too. Coming soon Bonten.

Ran spending more time away, taking longer to respond to your messages or ignoring some, him and his brother showing up with a new tattoo, new clothes and expensive gifts for you as an apology...

You weren't one to meddle in his business, but you couldn't help but wonder what was going on

You tried to talk to him but he soon interrupted you, saying that everything was fine, that things were getting better and that you didn't need to worry

But Ran was changing...

He was distancing himself not only because he was busy with gang stuff but because he was starting to realize that he shouldn't have gotten involved with you, he shouldn't have let you get attached, he shouldn't have gone this far.

Ran saw a lot of things happen, he saw a lot of people die, he lost some people. He knew the dangers in the world he lives in and he was starting to become a big target

Kanto Manji (now Bonten) was growing fast, was gaining power, starting to get on the radar of the police and rival organizations

He wouldn't forgive himself if something happened to you, you became someone important to him. Someone he would give his life to protect besides his brother.

Rindou knew how to protect himself but what about you? He goes crazy just thinking about someone threatening you, you don't want to know what he would do if someone dared to lay a finger on you

You spent enough time together to say you loved each other, yes he loves you

That's why it's been difficult for him, Ran can't make you a target, someone with dreams and who has the opportunity to live a life different from his.

Ran is hating himself and he's conflicted, he's hating himself because soon he's going to have to hurt you, he's going to have to push you away, but he doesn't want to lose you.

Soon you would become just two people who knew each other.

And this is what happened.

He broke up with you claiming that he no longer felt anything for you, that he didn't need to be stuck with just one since now he can have as many as he wants

You didn't believe it at first, you tried to talk to him, but his cold gaze at you felt like blades.

He loved you, why did that change? What made him change? He betrayed you?

No, he just wanted to protect you.

The look that was once tender just for you, became the same cold look he used for his enemies

He needed to be cruel, he needed to push you away and it didn't matter if you knew what you were getting into

It was better this way, you would be safer this way.

It was difficult at first, of course it was, you were left in pieces...

The memories haunting you, places you went together, movies you watched, songs you heard together and that damn dessert shop where you first talked

It was like torture for Ran to see you cry, no punch hurt as much as him being the reason you cried

He wanted to hug you, he wanted to apologize, he wanted to tell you his reasons, he wanted to stop you from walking through that door...

His ego, his pride didn't matter at that moment, he didn't want you to leave, the best thing that ever happened to him

But he couldn't put his life at risk, he couldn't destroy his dreams, he'll have to live with this pain

Work kept him busy with his thoughts for a while... But for the first time in his life, Ran had trouble sleeping.

Nights and more nights Ran looking at your photo

Nights and more nights Ran looking at your saved contact, resisting the temptation to call you.

He wanted to hear your voice once again, he wanted to see you smile once again, he wanted to hear you smile once again

The first woman who sincerely laughed at his bad jokes.

You shined in his eyes.

No other woman could replace you.

Years passed...

You've changed, your hair has changed, your clothes have changed.

You graduated, got a good job, you live well but your smile was never the same.

Ran has also changed, his hair has changed and if before he was a cold person, now he is worse.

He was never the same again.

It's not just because he's the executive of Japan's largest organization

It's because he no longer has the person who made him soft.

You still love him, he still loves you.

Both learned to live separately.

They both got used to this pain.

They are both living their lives.

Sometimes, some memories haunt you both

Bonten always appearing in the news

You try to ignore

One night, you were leaving a restaurant after a celebration with friends.

Ran stopped in traffic, saw you leave, he almost didn't recognize you... Until he saw his smile, now a little sad but still beautiful in his eyes.

You didn't see him, the windows of his car were closed, you were distracted talking to some friends.

He was close to you and you had no idea

Ran wanted to get out of the car, he wanted to talk to you, he wanted to know if you were okay

Ran wanted to tell you the truth about that day, he wanted to have you in his arms again, he wanted to take you with him

But if he was, would you listen to him? Would you take him back?

He hurt you, didn't he? Do you hate him?

Can he be selfish and take her back?

Do you allow it to be just your smile and nothing else that hurts?

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[rinrinx2]

can I request ready x tan or sanzu. Whoever you choose tbh from bonten who is cheating on the reader but yn is a bad bitch so she humiliates him in don’t of everyone and he starts crying and begging for her not to leave him. Like they can host a dinner party and everyone thinks they’re the happy couple. Sorry I love these men but I need to see them crumble too.

Ran the man we can’t stand

Ran x reader

Warnings: language, mentions of cheating.

You swore that if you heard another porcelain plate clank against a metallic knife or fork you were going to end up stabbing the owner of the utensil with it, and it didn’t help you any further that the person making the most noise was none other than Haitani Ran, your boyfriend.

Your boyfriend who had caught in the Roppongi red light district every night for a week when he claimed he was working overtime.

Your boyfriend who had portrayed you as the naive gullible type, the type that would blindly believe his lies.

But you weren’t and if he were a smart cheater he would’ve at least have his younger brother be able to lie for him when you called asking what time he would be home instead of being met with a surprised Rindou who had no idea what you spoke about.

You watched as his glass clanked on the wooden table as he drank carelessly just as he was, careless, without a care in the world.

“You okay (Y/N)-chan?” Kakucho asked as he softly, breaking you out of you thoughts.

“I’m fine” you replied forcing yourself to soften you gestures to create a semblance of a smile.

You weren’t angry at Kakucho or anyone at this table or at this annual supper they held for the Bonten members.

Your hate sat with one man, a man with lilac hair and stupid smirk that you had half a mind of punching away.

Ran sensed your thoughts as his attention shifted from Sanzu to you.

“What’s wrong pumpkin not enjoying the food?” Ran asked from his seat parallel to yours.

And you held a feral gaze, crazy enough to pull Ran over the table and pull his eyes out but you didn’t want the rest of Bonten to think less of you so instead of getting physical you decided to get verbal.

“Nothing is wrong darling” you replied loud enough that it had caught some members attention, but you left your reply to hang in the air causing activities to go back to what they were prior to you reply that was until you decided to speak again.

“Wait actually Ran there is something wrong” you said now much louder than before getting every member’s attention now.

“What is it my love I’ll fix it right away” Ran replied playing the perfect caring boyfriend.

“I’m wearing a pair of black lace panties, and I wore the other two days ago but I saw another pair in your car on the way here and last I recall I only have two pairs of black lace panties” you said with confusion in your voice.

“I don’t think this is an appropriate conversation at such an event” Ran said with a smile trying to save face from other members.

“Well when should we discuss it cause I’d hate for whatever woman you took that from to lose them” you said with a smile.

“Come on now (Y/N), have some decency”

“How about you get better at cheating you dumb fuck” you spat at as you looked Ran dead in the eyes with a tedious smile. You had Ran right were you wanted him, looking like an idiot.

“Oh shit Rannie” Sanzu laughed out watching the altercation occur.

“Shut-up Sanzu” Ran snapped finally losing his cool.

“Now you know well enough I wouldn’t cheat on you”

“Oh really Ran, you’re as shit as lying as you are at cheating. Next time get your brother in on your cheating schemes so that he can at least lie about what you’re doing” you said as you stood up, your chair making a loud screeching sound.

“Don’t drag Rindou into this, his innocent in all this-”

“Congratulations you admitted to cheating you stupid shit” you said cutting Ran off as you walked out of the massive dining room.

The only sound being heard was that of your black heels as and the only feeling being that on the black fabric that clung to your skin as you walked your way to the exit.

And for a minute that was all you head till you ears picked up another, the footsteps of Ran running after you and then the feeling of his hand grabbing at your wrist.

“Don’t do this shit to me, you need me” Ran said pulling you closer, so close that you could feel his cool breath against your lips close enough to kiss them.

“I don’t need shit from you” you said placing a soft kiss on his lips as you pulled your wrist out of his hand.

“Fine be a bitch you’ll never find someone like me with the power or money that I have” Ran said watching your figure walk away.

And the moment Ran’s words met your ears you turned on your heels just before you reached the door. A massive smile painting your face.

“I’ll see you later tonight Koko” you said blowing the man a kiss.

Your words causing Ran to spin around to see not only Koko standing in the corridor but the rest of Bonten.

“Don’t forget to put on the little outfit I left on the bed” Koko replied back with a wink, as you left the Bonten headquarters.

“You’ve been fucking my girlfriend” Ran said as he stormed over to Koko grabbing the man by his suit collar.

“Ex-girlfriend buddy. You snooze you lose. I mean no one told you to get your rocks off to those girls at host clubs”

“It’s a dog eat dog world. So no hard feelings Rannie” Koko said as he removed Ran’s hands from himself, dusting his collar off as he made his way back to the dining room.

Ran stood there his eyes blown wide from the disrespect he had just experienced. A man like him has never been spoken to like that before to be treated like his words didn’t hold power.

“You were fucking host club girls” Takeomi laughed out, causing Ran to snap his attention back to the group of men. As he realised that the whole of Bonten just witnessed what had occurred.

“This man lost his girl to Koko” Sanzu said laughing hard that he nearly farted.

“Tough one Ran” Mikey said with fake sympathy as he walked back to the dining room.

“If you were gonna cheat on her why didn’t you just let me date her” Rindou complained following after Mikey.

“i’M rAn I cHeAt On bEaUtiFuL WoMeN FoR GiRls WhO pRetEnD To cArE AboUt WhAt I sAy iN hOsT cLuBs” Sanzu said mimicking Ran’s voice as Mochi and Kakucho laughed as they walked back to the dining room with their backs turned to Ran.

“Shut up” Ran shouted looking all distraught.

“ShUt-uP, I’m RaN wHoSE GoNnA UsE HiS hAnD toNigHT”

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Hope you like it 💕

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[soubi122]

How Long? PT 8 - Finale

All, this was a rollercoaster of emotions - thank you so much for your support and patience with this series.

WARNINGS: Manipulation, mentions of pregnancy, pregnancy, fear, angst, anxiety, suggestive, mentions of death/murder, cheating, overall toxic behavior, destructive behavior, smut, fluff- if I missed anything in the warnings I'm sorry!

Homecoming

Arriving back home, you began to plan out your revenge. How could you make him hurt as much as he’s hurt you? Could you risk setting up one of his little sidechicks to clash with his pregnant mistress and make everything come crashing down. He had plenty to choose from. Like vultures they came in to see what scraps they could get after your death. It would be risky and you would need to ask Mikey for permission, with you being back in Tokyo - your life was no longer yours. 

The sound of his phone vibrating only made you even more annoyed. You were so close to smashing it against a wall but you stopped yourself, you couldn’t destroy your evidence. Without a moment to spare, you began to print his messages, pictures included. Ugh, it made you sick to your stomach having to read these things again. Seeing all the women he was messing with and worst of all - the bullshit ‘I love yous’ that he would say. I love you. Those words meant nothing to him, he oh so casually threw them around to these women. It was like throwing bread crumbs to pigeons. They were eating that shit up and not even second guessing it.

After about an hour of printing, taping papers to the wall and making a mess out of Mikey's living room - you decided to take a break. Sprawled out on the floor, you remained quiet and stared at the ceiling for what felt like an eternity. Your vision began to get blurry and the throbbing in your chest wouldn't cease. It got worse and worse with each passing second, you ended up curling up on the floor and crying your little heart out. Even though you already made up your mind, it was still hard to get over it. The betrayal, the lies, the pain, everything… It was hitting you all at once. Ran always found a way to break you. The echoes of your cries reached Mikey as he walked through the doorway. Without hesitation he bolted to where you were. “Angel? What hap…pened?” He paused and looked around his living room. The explicit content made him feel sick. Turning to look at you on the floor, he reached over to pick you up and cradled you in his arms. Your sobs and hiccups made a pang in his chest. He hated seeing you like this, you didn't deserve any of this. 

Softly speaking and leaning in to place a kiss on your forehead, Mikey asked you to explain. After spilling your heart out to him, he embraced you tighter and apologized to you. He should have stayed with you last night but already warned you not to leave the house again. “Manjiro…I feel like I never really knew him.” You cry and bury yourself in his chest. All his bullshit ended up swallowing you whole. “I don’t know who I fell in love with….” You say softly into his chest. The poison honied tone could have made Mikey set the world on fire for you. “We’ll figure this out.” He says softly and places a kiss on your forehead. A simple well placed hand on your belly made Manjiro bite the inside of his cheek, this gesture - did you really want…one? Would you want one with him or was this a breaking point for you? 

*meanwhile*

Ran and the others continued their plans on how to contain the hellfire that was unleashed amongst Bonten. The master of keeping tabs of everyone (Sanzu), was able to track down every single person who the pregnant woman was in touch with. Kokonoi traced all call records and texts between the woman and her contacts - all her information was at their fingertips. “Remember, this needs to be a covert operation.” Kakucho said before they began hunting down all of her contacts. Needless to say, Ran was in charge of silencing his mistress. 

On the way home, Ran’s hands began to tremble - he was letting this get the better of him. The thoughts racing inside his head were making it difficult to focus on the road ahead. His car’s center console alerted him of an incoming phone call. It made his stomach drop, speak of the devil. He thought to himself when he read the caller ID. Picking up the call and answering with a dry Hello, he waited for her squeaky little voice to say babe. It was silent, he got a little irritated and was about to call out again but the sound of someone breathing heavily and sniffles made his ears perk up. “(M/N)? Oi?! Can you hear me?” He yelled and pulled over to the side of the highway. “Ran… come home - now!” Her voice was full of panic and fear. “Shit… I'm almost there.” He said and sped down the highway. Ran couldn’t afford to have her think he didn’t care about her, not when she held so much leverage against him. But what could have her all shaken up?

When he finally made it home, he was surprised to see his pregnant mistress standing by the doorway. She had tears in her eyes and the moment she saw him, she threw herself into his arms, crying and stuttering over her words. “W-who could have d-done this?” She cried and clung to him. Ran’s head turned to look through the doorway and his stomach dropped. His home was a disaster. Broken glass, torn papers, clothes and various items scattered everywhere. Was there really someone stupid enough to try and rob/trash the home of a Bonten executive? To make matters worse, what if your pregnant mistress was there at the time this took place? They would have jeopardized his plan to silence her. “Stay here.” He instructed her and walked inside. Everything was in disarray, there was no place in his home that wasn’t fucked with. Walking inside his bedroom, he saw that all his belongings were either broken or torn. What really set him off was seeing his picture frame shattered - the proposal photo of you and him was shredded. He felt his blood boil. Something caught his eye, his baton was on the floor amongst the destroyed belongings. This was personal, this was done by someone who knew of where his momentous were hidden. There were only three people in the world that knew where he kept that thing. You, Rindou and his pregnant mistress. There was no way it was Rindou as he was with Ran the entire time, it sure as hell couldn’t have been you as you were taken by Mikey and were to remain hidden until all this blows over. The only person was…her. 

To make matters worse, she was always jealous of you and begged him to get rid of your photo - she couldn’t stand the sight of it. Jealousy on a woman was always an ugly thing to him. Even if he was the cause of it. Funny how he finds jealousy appalling and yet he had the gull to come at you like that back home. Ripping up the photo seemed like something she would do. Could it have been possible that she found out about your return? Rumors could have spread the moment Ran departed for Wakkanai. She always kept tabs with the underlings, so hearing that Ran disappeared after a mysterious revelation - it wouldn’t surprise him that she knew. All fingers pointed in her direction. Walking out of his penthouse, he kept a calm demeanor and only consoled his mistress. She was genuinely terrified but all he could see was red. Playing the victim and pretending to be innocent, it suited her. “Ran, could someone be after our baby?”  She cried pathetically, in his eyes. “No, no sweetheart - unless, you told everyone already about it?” He said in a low sweet tone, the number one rule in the underground was to keep your family affairs out of the picture. She stuttered and cried even louder. “I’m so sorry, I told a few friends! I was so excited and happy to become a mother.” She blurts out and pouts. They both knew that she fucked up, it puts not only the baby at risk but it also puts Ran at risk. 

“Let’s go back to the office, you’ll be safe there…” He said and pulled her in close, the fake affections were so perfect that she didn’t suspect the real danger she was in. He was trying his hardest not to choke the life out of her. The poor girl has no idea that the devil has other plans for her. 

Bringing her back to the office, he sat her down and was being sweet to her. Coddling her and comforting her, trying to ease her worries. He felt disgusted with himself. (oh how the tables have turned) Dealing with a pregnant woman was overwhelming for him, especially when it wasn’t someone he loved. With a seductive pout, she asked Ran for a kiss - he gave it to her. It tasted bitter to him as he closed his eyes. The lips he’s kissed often now felt foreign, they felt like sandpaper against his and he compared her to you. Thinking about how your lips were soft and plush, your sweet taste and the sound of your voice. You were everything to him, you controlled his heart and had a hold on him like no other - Ran lost himself in you and ended up deepening the kiss with his mistress. She wrapped her arms around his neck and proceeded to return his misguided affection. He put his hand against her belly and caressed it, remembering you on the airplane holding that child - it made his chest hurt. He wanted nothing more than for you to carry his child. To make him a father and give him a new reason to live. With a breathy moan, Ran spoke without thinking - “Fuck… I love you so much.” This made his mistress elated, “I love you too, Ran.” This continued for several minutes until Rindou walked through his office door, “What the hell happened?” It made Ran snap out of his delusion and realize who was in front of him. He felt his heart drop. He slowly pulled away from her, making it almost seem as if he’s saddened to go. The moment he walked out the door, he made a beeline towards the men’s bathroom and rinsed his mouth. Rindou trailed behind him and tore him a new one. 

“What the fuck are you doing?” He shoved Ran and pinned him against the wall by his collar. For Rindou to go against his elder brother, it was some serious shit. “Get your shit together and make your fucking choice!” He almost snarled at Ran. The younger Haitani couldn’t stand to see Ran in this pathetic state, he could see cracks in his brother's face and only prayed that he wouldn’t crumble. The realization of his actions hit Ran like a truck, he told her he loved her. He shared emotions meant for someone else. Rindou released his brother and told him to take a few minutes to breathe and focus on eliminating the current problem. Ran felt like vomiting, anguish was eating away at him and he couldn't hold it in. Confusion plagued his mind and didn’t know left from right. He proceeded to throw up and wished you were here to assuage him. He was losing his mind.

“Did anyone say anything when I left Tokyo?” Ran asked his brother, he was pensive. He needed to formulate some sort of plan before walking back into the office. The last thing he wanted was for his mistress to catch wind of the real reason as to why she was brought to headquarters. Rindou gave him the rundown of everything that happened while he was gone. Rumors were quick to spread but only the main 8 knew the actual truth of you being alive, Mikey was quick to apprehend those who were linked to the underling that brought Ran your photo. The one thing that they were able to confirm was that the underling was not alone when he came across your photo. Whether or not it was too late to confirm how much information was leaked, no one knew. Ran needed to be on his toes around his mistress.

After about fifteen minutes, he straightened up and headed back to his office. "Baby, is everything ok?" She asked him and was about to stand up but he stuck his hand out and gestured for her to remain seated. “Who did you tell exactly and who knows that you've been staying at my place? We need to know to make sure that you and the baby will be safe.” Ran's words were laced with concern and had a hint of warmth in them. Maybe with enough sweetness she'll fess up about the incident at his apartment. “Please…” Oh how his honeyed tone of voice makes all the women fall. Even you at some point. At first she was hesitant about speaking, she didn’t want him to kill her friends and back ups. She fiddled with her hands and pouted as she remained silent and kept her head down. “Is there something you’re hiding from me?” His tone was a little cold and she immediately raised her head in a panic. The look on her face reflected nothing but fear. Maybe she said something more about the pregnancy, something that he has yet to find out. “You know the type of enemies we have. Do you want them to kill our baby?”  He asked in a low tone. 

She began to squirm in her seat and sniffle, bingo… It was her turn to talk. “Ran, I swear I didn’t mean it. I just didn’t want you to deny our baby!” He didn’t flinch, he knew he was right about her and the incident involving his home. “Explain. Now…” His mistress cracked like an egg and began to explain to him about her potential blackmailing. Yes, she found out about his trip to Wakkanai and why. Her jealousy took it too far and she didn’t want her place to be taken again. “I didn’t think that anyone would betray me like this! I was scared you’d leave me. You’d leave me for a woman who looks like (Y/N)...I know you would.” With every word she spewed, Ran was feeling his fingers twitch, how could she be this stupid? The consequences of jeopardizing a Bonten member are dire - death would have been dealt by his own hands. “I’m begging you, please - stay with me. I will do better. I won’t be able to replace her, I know that but please… give our baby a chance.” His mistress was holding her belly and on her knees at this point, begging him to stay with her. It made Ran sick. 

He had no choice but to keep her close to him, though he could not overlook her destroying his home - he needed to pretend that he accepts her and the baby. “I’ll get us a new place to stay for now - you will need to remain there and do not leave that apartment no matter what. You painted a target on your back by announcing your pregnancy. You cannot trust anyone, do you understand?” Ran signed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Making the arrangements should have been simple but he had a lot to try and salvage from his home. 

He cleared this decision with Kokonoi, no one else was to know of her location. By the end of the night, he had already sent his mistress to the new apartment and got some of her things settled there. She was foolish enough to surrender her two phones to Ran in place of a new one that only had Bonten’s contact information on it. She pretty much sent her friends to an early grave - they were being executed for the right and wrong reasons. She had no idea of what Ran was really accusing her of. 

By the end of the next day, Ran had already cleared out his penthouse with the help of a cleanup crew and was still as blind as ever. He didn't notice his extra mobile device missing, either that or he figured that she destroyed it and it got tossed with the rest of his now useless belongings. The plan proceeded in full force, the hunt was on for all her contacts and Ran continued his act. Multiple calls were made to him about the incident at his apartment. Though the rest of the group was against shielding his mistress, they understood that it needed to be done until they eliminated all threats. “I understand, please - just don’t mention any of this to (Y/N).” Ran said over the phone as he stood in his empty penthouse. Memories of his past flooded his head… Seeing you dance across the kitchen as you cooked or when you cleaned, he wanted it back. Your sweet smile was all he used to look forward to when coming home. Now, he can't even look at you without feeling guilty about everything he's done. “I don't know how long you'll be able to keep her in the dark… But she will find out and when he does - you'll lose her.” Takeomi lectured Ran. Though he didn’t need to be reminded, he accepted Takeomi’s advice. 

Several days later, Bonten had already rounded up more than half of the mistress's contacts that knew about her pregnancy. The pile of corpses only made them much more fearsome than the authorities could handle. Under the guise of 'for our baby' excuse, Ran tried to keep her disconnected from the world. He didn't allow her to call anyone, message anyone or even reach out to anyone on social media. All her phone activity was monitored and any attempt to reach out to anyone other than Ran was alerted to Bonten headquarters. His mistress was getting restless from staying in the one bedroom apartment that Ran rarely visited. When he did visit, it was only for an hour or two, it was the obligatory check-in. When he noticed her disappointment, he would bring her flowers or snacks to try and keep her as complacent as possible. His mind was so focused on her that he felt as if he was forgetting something. 

“Ran, can we go out somewhere, please?” She pouted and wrapped her arms around him. Her belly was starting to get in the way of her pressing her whole body against him. “I don’t think it’s a good idea-” He began to respond but was cut off by her pouting even more and burying herself into his chest. “I feel like I’m going insane in this apartment.” Ran knew he had to keep her happy until the final contact was tracked down. With a heavy sigh, he agreed and let her decide where she wanted to go. She wanted something sweet and they decided to visit a crepe shop. That was the only thing she shared with you, your sweet tooth. 

*back at Mikey’s* 

“Angel, he thinks his mistress was the one who trashed his home. You’re kind of off the hook…” Mikey says and gives you a pat on the head as you remain seated on the couch. You smiled softly, but there was emptiness in your eyes. You wanted to go home already, you missed your cozy home, your cafe and the cool ocean air nipping at your cheeks in the morning. “Are you going to tell him that you know?” Mikey asked, snapping you out of your daze. You felt heat creep up your cheeks, you were angry, embarrassed and hurt. Overhearing about Ran hiding his mistress and giving her an apartment, you expected nothing and yet you were still disappointed with him. He hadn’t checked in with you since that day you left the office. Ran completely forgot about you, he didn't even bother using Mikey as a messenger between the two of you. 

The days spent at Mikey’s you either slept on the couch or in his bed. Manjiro would come home and carry you to bed if you were asleep on the couch. He'd take any opportunity to get close to you without making it too obvious. However, your little loungewear had him palming himself at night or locking himself away in another room, quietly relieving his tension. It felt like old times again but he refused to do anything that could make you uncomfortable. Sometimes all you need is a single spark to set plans in motion. If all goes the way it’s supposed to, he might not have a chance to tell you how he really feels. 

With a light kiss on your forehead, Mikey prepared to leave for the office and stood up. Kokonoi needed him to sign off on a few things and also review the ongoing situation with Ran. “Can I count on you to be here before midnight?” You ask and look up at him, your cute little doe eyes made Mikey almost lose his composure. How could an innocent gesture make his member throb and twitch? This angle looked rather lewd in his eyes. He felt his heart rate spike and his mouth was salivating. All he needed was to picture his cock in your mouth and - “Mikey?” You say his name and he comes back to reality. There was an intense look in his eyes. “Hmm? Yes?” He responds with a bit of shyness. “Is there something wrong?” Shaking his head no, he swipes his thumb on your lower lip and begins to head out the door. He left you dumbfounded and your heart skipped a beat. That look in his eyes was similar to that night, only this time you are sober to see through it and understand his hunger. 

A few hours after his leave, you began to get restless and peckish. Mikey didn’t really have a lot of food at home and you haven’t left his place since - you had no choice but to step out. Easily, you can order takeout but with the cloud looming over your head, you wanted to see if a walk could make it go away. Taking precautions as always, you wore Mikey’s baggy clothes, a face mask and a hoodie. The hood was over your head and helped cover your eyes, making it harder for people to see your face. I know I promised to stay inside but I feel like I’m losing my mind. It’s just like the first time. You think to yourself and walk out the door. Taking the longest and most relaxing walk down the streets, your mind started to feel at ease. Stopping by a small crepe shop, you ordered a snack and made your way to a park that had a beautiful pond in the center. It was the Shibuya botanical garden, there was no better place to come and relax, especially by the pond. It’s not the ocean but it’s still a beautiful view. Very few people were here during the weekday, it made it so much easier to just take in the sights and light earthy scent. 

The soft cool breeze had you inhaling deeply and exhaling in bliss. Your head almost felt fuzzy, it was serene and almost quiet. Closing your eyes, you lean back into the bench and just let go of your worries. Soon this would all be over, you could go home and go back to the life you left behind. You wanted nothing more than to sink your teeth into a sandwich and a hot cappuccino, your cafe’s pastries also crossed your mind and you felt homesick. Everything started to look rather clear, that is until - “Ran, look at this! It’s beautiful.” The familiar voice pierced your ears, you opened your eyes and sat up immediately. The voice was distant but close enough for you to hear, your eyes were darting around behind you and your heart began to pound inside your chest. You were praying that it was just your imagination. Soon the voice spoke again, “Look! It’s a family of ducks, they have a baby - just like we will soon.” Her tone was warm and full of love, she was happy. Turning to your left, you saw what you wished you didn’t. It was Ran and his pregnant mistress - they were at a distance but you recognized those purple strands anywhere. They were a few benches away from you. 

You felt your heart drop to your stomach. His right arm was wrapped around her and his left hand was caressing her belly. The sweet smiles on their faces felt like a slap to the face. Their conversation carried on as if the world revolved around them and there was no one else there. Try as you might, you couldn’t hold back the tears that stung your eyes. You were preparing to leave him, yes but you never imagined seeing him with her. Not like this, not like a beautiful loving couple expecting their first child. The fire burning inside your chest only made it hurt even more, it felt like he took a knife and stabbed you with it. You overhear him say, “I’m sure our baby will be just as beautiful.” He says and cups her face, bringing her into a tender kiss, making her back face you. He looked genuinely content and his body language suggested he made his decision. He was going to keep his mistress and the baby at his side. When he pulled away, he said something - something that plunged the knife even further into your chest. I love you. You didn’t have to hear it to know, the way his lips mouthed those words…it was as clear as day. 

Keeping your hood on, you removed the face mask so that your face could be seen. You wanted him to notice you. Standing up to walk in his direction, you looked straight at him and waited for your eyes to connect. Too lost in his own little charade, he didn’t notice you until it was too late, when he looked up - he froze. You just passed them and continued walking, the look in your eyes made him feel fear for the first time in his life. It was intense and it looked like everything was happening in slow motion. He felt a lump in his throat and his pulse quickened. He looked visibly distraught. “Ran? What’s wrong?” His mistress said and cupped his cheek. He felt his world tip on its axis and he felt as if he couldn’t breathe. There was no mending the threads that unraveled. 

His next move made your blood boil even more, he snatched your wrist and yanked it towards him. “Baby, wait!” His mistress was caught off guard with his actions, who the fuck was he calling baby? When she leaned to the side to see who he was talking to, her expression dropped - it’s as if she saw a ghost. “Y-you… you’re alive?” She stuttered and held her belly in a protective manner. Your eyes never left Ran, the fire in them was smoldering him and he had nowhere to hide from it. “T-This isn’t what you think!” The loud sound of a smack made his mistress flinch. “Fuck you Haitani…” You spat and pulled away from him. Twice he’s felt the sting of your hand and it never got any easier. “He’s all yours…congratulations.” You say coldly and turn to leave. Behind you, you could hear him taking a step forward only to stop when his mistress screams his name. 

He was caught between a rock and a hard place. If he leaves now, she will not hesitate to make calls or scream out for help and draw attention. Bonten was also on the line. If he stays, he loses you forever. The pain in his chest only made it harder as you continued to walk away. He never thought…well that’s the thing - he never thinks. He didn’t think he was going to get caught, not after being so close to rounding up all his mistresses contacts. He would have gotten rid of her and had you in his arms. A Haitani always gets what he wants but this time the gods put a stop to their reign of ignorance. Clenching his fists, he turns his back on you. He made the hardest choice in his life, a choice that severed your ties for good.

Immediately heading back to Mikey’s place, you packed up what you could and booked the first flight back home to Wakkanai. There were no second thoughts and you couldn’t take it anymore. You didn’t know if it was heartbreak or disappointment. You thanked the undergods that you were able to book the last flight of the day. The flight leaves in 5 hours, it was enough time to make it to the airport and through check out. You could feel your hands shaking as you made your way out the door and into a cab, the driver looked rather concerned. “Are you alright?” His soft tone made you bite back tears. “Oh, yes. It just feels bittersweet to go home.” You say and smile, trying to hide the maelstrom of emotions bubbling inside you. The ride carried on in silence. Looking out the window, you could only see those images flash in your mind. His arms around her and caressing her belly, you felt nauseous and disgusted with yourself. He made ‘love’ to you - he said he wanted a family with you when he already had started a family with another woman. Your head kept pounding and pounding, trying to massage your temples didn’t help - it felt like your skull was about to crack. “I know I’m not supposed to do this but, here. Please take this.” The driver says and hands you a small paper pouch. It was migraine medicine, the strong stuff too - this man was an angel. Taking the medication from between the slit in the divider - you thanked him and swallowed the pills. 

Once at the airport - you thanked him, paid and left him a hefty tip. What he said next made you pause, “Whatever you’re going through, I wish you the best. Just know you’re not alone.” It made you think about the one person who never failed you. Manjiro. You smiled and thanked him once more before walking away. 

At the counter, you present your ticket and finish the check in process. The moment you passed through airport security, you felt your phone vibrate - it was an unknown number. Ignoring it, you put your phone on airplane mode and sit in the waiting area until it’s time to board. Life really had it out for you, there were a few pregnant women or families with kids. Could it be any more obvious that life with a family would be impossible for you? After this, you didn’t want to open your heart again nor fall in love again. The taste of freedom was bitter.

Nothing echoed louder than the announcer calling out boarding numbers. It spooked you and made you jump, you were so lost in thought, that you weren’t really paying attention to your surroundings as much. You had to drown out the moms, the kids, the infants… it all made your skin crawl. Taking your place, you were grateful that you were placed all the way in the back and away from everyone. It wasn’t a full flight so your row was empty. When all lights dimmed, you laid your head back and felt your ears pop. The attendants would ask you every now and then if you needed anything as you looked dazed and your eyes were glossy. You would smile and respond softly, “Yes, I’m alright - it’s just an emotional homecoming.” It was a half truth but one that allowed you to keep the attendants from prying too much. 

The two hour flight felt like an eternity. While the plane was in taxi, you removed your phone from airplane mode - it stayed quiet for a total of 45 seconds before it kept buzzing non stop. The slew notifications wouldn’t stop, you were getting messages from Mikey and unknown numbers. You didn’t have the heart to open any of the messages, not at least until you got home - breaking down in public was not something you wanted. The cab ride was quick and quiet, the people on this side of the island kept to themselves. Stepping foot inside your home, you threw yourself on the couch and broke down. At this point, you didn’t know what you were crying for anymore. Was it over Ran, was it out of frustration, self pity or just everything all together? It felt like you had no more tears left after a good thirty minutes of crying. You were screaming into the couch pillows and clutching your chest. Nothing you did made sense anymore. Should you have gone to Bonten headquarters to tell Mikey? Should you have just stayed at his place until he came back and then asked for permission to leave? Would Ran have kept you waiting until it was too late? All the questions swirled inside your head and you felt like you were drowning. Your body was having a full blown panic attack when you looked at the messages from Mikey. Words could not describe his responses. His messages were as follows:

Thursday at 1236. From Manjiro: Did you book a flight back home?! The credit card pinged a large transaction with an airline. End.

Thursday at 1246. From Manjiro:  Where the hell are you? End. Thursday at 1301. From Manjiro: (Y/N), I’m begging you - pick up the damn phone. End. Thursday at 1305. From Manjiro: Angel, you need to tell me what’s going on. Please. End. Thursday at 1341. From Manjiro: I told you not to leave the house for a reason. Ran just came into the office with his pathetic heart in his hands. End. Thursday at 1403. From Manjiro: You should have come to me first… End. Thursday at 1459. From Manjiro: I know by the time you open these messages - you will probably already be home. Please, just call me when you can so that I know you’re alright. End.

Laying on that couch staring at the ceiling after your breakdown, your body felt numb. Your vision was coming in and out of focus, your hearing would fade in and out and your limbs felt like lead. Something inside you was screaming that you betrayed Manjiro. He trusted you and yet you didn’t even bother trying to confide in him. Everything was twisted and distorted in your eyes. Before you could even fade into the abyss, you heard your phone ping one more time. It was the unknown number and you didn’t even bother to open the messages - not until you looked closer at the phone number did you realize it was Ran’s phone number. The abyss swallowed you whole and you passed out on the couch - dropping the phone on the floor and could hear nothing more than your heart slowly beating. 

Morning came and the slivers of sunlight slowly crawled their way through your blinds. The sounds of the waves crashing against the rocks at a distance was like a lullaby that you couldn’t help but welcome. No more cars zooming and honking, no sirens and no people. Tokyo couldn’t compare to your little treasure cove. However, the realization of having to abandon this home came crashing down on you. Now that Ran knows where you are - what’s stopping him from coming here again? Hoping into the shower, you washed up and let the hot water cleanse your skin - almost burning away Ran’s touch. When the burn became too much, you stepped out and wrapped yourself in a towel - still dazed and confused. You didn’t know what you were doing anymore. Could you even afford to start over without Manjiro’s help? 

Walking into your bedroom, you stripped your bed of the sullied bedsheets. Ran’s cologne lingered in the sheets - fuck he stained anything he touched. When your bed had fresh sheets, you threw yourself face first into the mattress - his scent was gone. Reaching for your phone, you scroll to find Mikey’s name in your contacts and hesitate to call him. You were afraid of what he might say. You shut your eyes and tapped the call button and waited for him to answer. The lump in your throat was making it hard to swallow and you felt your hands tremble. It didn’t even take one ring before he picked up your call. “Angel?” His voice was as sweet as honey and you couldn’t help but feel tears prick your eyes. “Manjiro…I’m so sorry.” You sniffle and repeat your apology. “I’m sorry, I just-” He cut you off and spoke while keeping a sweet tone. “Can you explain everything to me after you open the door?” Huh? Your mind short circuited for a moment. “W-What?” You stutter your response and sit up. “I said open the door, (Y/N).” He chuckles and knocks on the door. The knock echoed in your ears and you ran to the door, swinging it open rather violently in disbelief.  

Standing on the other side was Manjiro. His soft smile made your knees weak and you dropped down, still in disbelief that he was standing here. You waited for three years for him to come see you and now he’s here. Though the circumstances could be better - he was here for you. Picking you up off the floor, he pulled you in and closed the door behind him. Burying your face into his chest, you sob and clutch his jacket. Between sobs you spoke, “Tell me this isn’t a dream…you’re here.” It felt too good to be true. When he pulled away to cup your face, you could see the pain in his eyes. “You left without saying anything…” He leaned in and brushed his lips against yours. His breath fanned your lips and he dove straight into them when you hiccuped. You began to walk backwards, guiding him towards your bedroom, there was fear inside you. You wanted to make sure that he was as far away from the door as possible, you were scared he’d leave.

He made Ran’s bitter taste go away. Plush lips continued to kiss you and ease your mind. He wasn’t upset nor reprimanding you. “Manjiro, I'm so sorry.” You cry and wipe the tears from your eyes. Admitting that you were out of line was hard, you were so angry that you couldn't see past his concern. In a way he felt that you might take his visit the wrong way and say that he was taking advantage of your damaged state. But you weren’t just damaged goods, you were human, a woman that deserved the world and more. If Ran couldn’t be man enough to tell you the truth about the pregnancy and ended up hurting you more than what he already has - maybe you would close your heart and no longer let anyone in. Mikey decided to risk it at all and depart Tokyo - he didn’t care how it looked to anyone else. Sanzu already knew, there was no hiding it from him anymore. Not when Manjiro asked Kokonoi to find him the next flight to Wakkanai. He gave no explanation when asked why he’s giving chase to someone who was meant to be already dead. However, he did tear Ran a new one before he left. 

You spoke and blurted out all the things that were ringing inside your head. “I flinched…I fucking flinched and he enjoyed every second seeing me squirm.” He let you continue your rant. “You must think I’m pathetic for allowing myself to falter not once, not twice but thrice.” He understood your position and also the risk you were taking when he gave the order to come back to Tokyo. However, he miscalculated Ran’s fuck up. The pregnancy threw everyone for a loop. “Leaving him was the best thing you could have done.” He tries to reassure you. No, Ran left you for a second time. He let you go, all you did was sit and wait patiently for him. “He’s a fool, even I could have told you that.” Mikey’s words rang true. He felt your body tense up and hiccup, you were crying. 

On the island, you thought things would have been different, that Ran would have changed - he was desperate enough to come find you. You thought it was out of love, but it wasn’t. He was only trying to convince you to love him again so that he could get even with you. His ego was bruised and he wanted nothing more than to put you in your place. You thought maybe, just maybe, that Ran would have at least lived a better life after your so-called death. Perhaps it would be a wake up call or something. Mikey gave you an update not long after you left for Wakkanai - Ran was distraught and hurting. Your death affected him more than you thought. All updates about Ran stopped after you begged Mikey not to talk about him anymore. Things just never worked in your favor. Stumbling upon his other women, the pregnancy and now his intimate moment with his mistress - you felt disgusting, you felt used and dirty. 

Looking up at him you realized that Manjiro gave you everything you ever wanted - love, affection, loyalty, sincerity and a sense of security. Not once has he ever given you a reason to distrust him or doubt your feelings for him. Even now, knowing that Ran claimed your body, he hasn’t left your side and hasn’t blamed you for being human. 

An overwhelming sense of longing and desire took over, making you guide Mikey to the edge of the bed, pushing him into it and straddling his lap. “A-angel…what are you-” He stuttered and couldn’t even finish asking his question when you cut him off by kissing him. Your tongue darted into his mouth and dominated him. He tried to get you to stop so that he could catch his breath, but you were making his mind go blank. It's as if you latched on to him for dear life and didn't want to let go. When he managed to get some space in between the two of you, you felt pain. Plaguing your very thoughts were images of Ran with other women, the woman who was expecting his child, the very moment he made love to you on Wakkanai… It burned. You wanted to get rid of Ran's touch and his memory, and there was only one way how. “...help me.” You whisper into his lips, breath shaky and heart pounding - your plea broke his heart. You were so desperate, you'd even sell your soul to the devil himself to get rid of Ran's memory. 

How could he deny your cry for help? Without hesitation, he rolled you over and devoured your neck - giving you open mouth kisses, bites and hickeys. No one else mattered at this point in time. If this is what you wanted then he will give it to you. Mikey sat up and looked into your eyes, the light was fading and he couldn't have that. “I’ll take care of you… I’ll love you and give you anything and everything…” He spoke with a bit of worry on his tongue. Your response would either make or break him, it was a confession. Taking in a deep breath and placing your hands over your heart you exhale slowly. “You’re the only one who can fix my heart, Manjiro.” Your words not only gave him the green light, but they also meant that you were giving yourself to him. 

Mikey removed your towel and drank in your nude figure, he ran his calloused hands on your chest relishing in the softness of your skin. Your body was heaven to him, you were beautiful and seeing you so vulnerable - he knew you needed him. His hands roughly rolled your nipple between his fingers, it made you mewl and screw your eyes shut. Your moans made his member throb uncontrollably, three years of waiting - it was too much. Dipping down to place his mouth on your nipple, he trailed his hand lower to your honeypot and into your wet folds. The warmth had him on cloud 9. Sucking and biting your nipple, he roughly massaged your clit and played with the slick that was pooling. Without warning, he thrusted two fingers in your core and made your back arch like a cat. His thick fingers were stretching you out and hitting that spongy spot that had you drooling like a whore in heat. 

“Mhn…Manjiro-fuck fuck!” You moan loudly and grip the back of his head. The silver stands were now tangled between your fingers, he enjoyed having you at his mercy. As your hips rolled into his touch, you felt him bite your nipple, the pain made your mind focus only on him. Your moans echoed in the bedroom and you could have sworn that the neighbors could hear you. The way your walls kept clenching around his digits, it only made him bite harder. Your plea to erase Ran from your skin, Manjiro took it literally. Soon, your chest was riddled in bitemarks. Withdrawing his fingers from your messy hole he turned you over on your stomach - leaning in, he slowly slid himself inside you. As he did, he bit down on your shoulder. The sensation made you moan into the pillows and clench the bed sheets. To feel you again, to have you beneath him, Mikey thought that he was about to blow his load when he bottomed out. 

“Ngh… I’ve missed you so much, angel-oh fuck…” He moans into your shoulder. His shaky breaths and tremble of his lips against your skin had you mesmerized and drowning in a maelstrom of emotions. With his hands on your hips, he raised them higher so that he could get a deeper angle and hit that sweet spot. His hips thrusted slow and deep, he was giving you every ounce of love that you deserved. To feel how passionate he was with you, there was no doubt in your mind that he truly loved and cared for you. More and more you felt your mind at peace, leaving Tokyo was the right thing to do. 

Mikey’s nails were digging into your hips and his feral grunts sounded like a sweet symphony to your ears. Heaven was knocking on your door the moment he thrusted his his cock into your fluttering walls. “Three years… Ngh-three fucking years… ahn…” He was almost whimpering as he spoke. “I've waited and waited-Mmm…” His thrusts were getting rougher and the pressure on your hips had you biting the pillow. Mikey's breath catches in throat as he feels you clench around his length. No one could hold a candle to you, you were everything and Ran gave it all up. “Manjiro!” You yell and moan into the pillow as he keeps hitting your sweet spots over and over again. “Y-you… Oh fuck…fuck…” He tries but he can't even form a sentence without stuttering or even cursing. This was beyond desire, this was love and devotion. His right hand searched for yours, lacing his fingers with yours and resting his forehead against your shoulder. This intimate moment meant more to Mikey than anything else in the world. 

The bed continued to creek non stop with each thrust that Mikey gave you. Your left hand was gripping the headboard, trying to keep it from slamming too hard into the wall and also to help brace yourself. His hips stuttered and he slowed his pace when he felt infinity beginning to claw its way out. When he pulled out, you felt your body shudder - his warmth made you feel alive and now it’s gone. Whimpering, you turn back to look at him and he’s panting. His lips are parted and his silver tresses are a mess, that endless void in his eyes began to show a glimmer of light. Sitting up on his knees Mikey rolled you over onto your back, raised your hips and lifted your leg over his shoulder. He slid his length between your folds teasingly and his hand traced circles on your bundle of nerves. Your body trembled when he put more pressure on your clit, that same hand pushed his cock through your entrance and made you raise your hips even more. Manjiro didn’t even need to tell you what to do next, you moved your hips closer - letting him sink in and gain more friction against your clit. He smirked. “Good girl…you want to cum, yeah?” You nodded and whimpered a yes. He controlled your hip movement and leaned back a little, causing you to lose friction on the part you wanted it the most. 

“M-Mikey…” You mewled and tried to sit up but his hand pressed you down into the mattress. He chuckled when you pouted. The look on your face was desperate, he enjoyed it - you were desperate for him, no one else but him. He tortured you just a little more before rolling over and placing you on top of him. The angle was beautiful, seeing you on top of him had his heart feeling full. “Make me cum too, (Y/N)...” Ohh that tone, it made your pulse race and your walls fluttered. Placing your trembling hands against his chest you began to bounce up and down his length at a slow pace. You could feel your thighs shake as he suddenly thrust upward as you came down, making you moan loudly - he was blurring your vision. Quickening your pace, you threw your head back and dragged his length through your velvet walls. Sounds of slick, moans and skin slapping echoed in that room - if you could make an NSFW ASMR video, this would be it. It all sounded so lewd and perfect. Feeling every vein, every throb and every twitch of his cock dragging inside you, you repeated his name over and over again.

Just when you thought you were going to float off into the abyss, Mikey reached for you - his hand was placed behind your neck and he pulled you in for a sloppy kiss. You paused for just a few seconds to try and catch your breath. He snatched the air out of your lungs when he dug his fingers into your hips and warned you. “I didn’t say stop…” Cupping his face, you lean into him and arch your back, the curved angle had his cock hitting that spongy spot with ease. His stomach was flexing with each move, Mikey was getting close - his raspy grunts were a clear indicator. Breathing him in you felt a high like you’ve never felt before. All you could think about was him. He made your mind go blank and pushed every other thought out of your head. Who were you crying about earlier? Whose lavender orbs were lingering in your thoughts? You couldn’t remember anymore.

Mikey held your body close, your clit was receiving so much friction that your thighs were starting to shake, “F-fuck…oh fuck…” You moan and close your eyes, floating off into the clouds as your orgasm crashes into you. The sensation had you going faster, to the point where he had to hold your hip in place or his cum would drip out. “Ahn, (Y/N)...” He moans and braces for his second - yes…his second orgasm. You were so caught up in Mikey’s scent and voice that you didn’t hear him say he was cumming the first time. It was already too late, your sheets were a complete mess by the time you both stopped moving. A mix of your juices and his thick cum stained the sheets. You were both left breathless and in a daze, this moment felt the closest to heaven than anything in the world.

These feelings were finally set free, he was the person who you wanted to be with, he was the person that made everything right and kept your heart at ease. Resting your head on his shoulder, you feel his heartbeat against yours. It sounded like a lullaby - one that you wouldn’t mind listening to for the rest of your life. This blissful moment came to an end when the sound of Manjiro’s going off made you both flinch. When he tried to move, you pinned him down and tears were beginning to prick your eyes again. You wanted him to just let it ring so that you could savor this just a little longer. Panting and coming down from your high, you leaned in to crash your lips on his, kissing him and devouring him.  “...stay.” You cry between each kiss. “Don’t leave…” For three years you waited for him to walk through that door and now that he’s here, you don’t want him to leave. You had absurd hopes, you are asking the head of Bonten to drop everything for you. Rolling you over so that you both were on your sides, he wrapped his arms around you and exhaled. His gesture told you everything you needed to know, he was leaving the next day - he only came here to see you one last time. 

“I know I can’t ask you to come back to Tokyo and I can’t ask you to wait for me…” He spoke and nuzzled his face against yours. Closing your eyes, you braced yourself - what was he going to say next?

*2 years later*

The sensation of someone touching your face woke you up from your nap. Dazed and confused, you open your eyes and see the culprit. Blonde tresses and dark eyes, yet their smile felt like the sun. Chubby little fingers were now poking your face and their face was now in your face. “M-ma…” Your one year old son babbles and smiles at you. “Akio…shouldn’t you be napping?” You say to your child as if he could understand you. Sitting up, you check the time and smile when you open the message notification. Picking up your kiddo, you get ready with them - shower and change. Going about your day, you caught up with errands and came home. It was already late afternoon, possibly around 17:30. In the kitchen you prepare to eat and feed the baby, midway into feeding and you hear the front door open. The sound of someone dropping luggage and footsteps coming closer makes your heart skip a beat, and finally… “Angel…I’m home.” The sound of Mikey’s voice echoed, you were just about to respond but baby Akio decided to respond for you by babbling loudly. He recognized the sound of his father’s voice. 

When Mikey walks into the kitchen his eyes soften, seeing the beautiful sight in front of him makes his heart melt. You were sitting with the baby on your lap and when your eyes met his - he came closer to plant a kiss on your lips. You feel the baby being lifted from your lap, Manjiro picks him up and embraces his son - that child is all Manjiro, hardly even looks like you. His first born, his pride and joy that he only gets to visit once every two months. “You better not be keeping your mom up at night kiddo, I’ll kick your little ass if you are.” He whispers loud enough for you to hear him. “Manjiro!” You say and laugh. 

Manjiro’s proposal was to relocate to Okinawa as there were more available flights and you’d still be able to start a new life. That night he came to visit you in Wakkanai - he stayed only for a day but planned your futures together. No, he couldn’t leave Boten and is still head of the organization but gets about 2 weeks of leave every two months. He promised you the world and he gave it to you. Well, the baby was a surprise but still - they were your world. The others kept their same duties and their distance. There was only one other person who checked in with you and that was Sanzu - he couldn’t help but be elated that he was an uncle. Not to mention that it’s his King’s heir… 

The bitter feelings with Ran settled, you no longer held any resentment for him. If anything you felt sympathy, it turned out that his mistress’s child wasn’t his. He went through all that only to find out that it’s another man’s child. The truth came to light 8 months after the child was born. The underlings began to point out the difference in appearance when the baby got a little older. It looked nothing like Ran or even Rindou. Once the paternity test was done and the results confirmed their suspicion - you can say that he had lost his shit and threw them out, baby and all. He was trying his best to be a better person, to do right at least by you - he knew you’d never forgive him for forsaking his blood. Karma had other plans for him. Now he’s much more careful with who he sleeps with. When the rest of Bonten found out about your relationship with Mikey, it broke him. He couldn’t wrap his head around the thought of you being with someone else, even if that person was his boss. He begged to see you, but was only given a single phone call. He broke down and bursted into tears, apologizing to you and he let everything out. From the beginning of your relationship to the bitter end - it was a weight that was lifted off his shoulders. This call put out the fires in each other’s hearts. No, you didn’t forgive him but you both came to terms with everything that happened. Now you were just strangers to each other, nothing more and nothing less. 

Throughout the evening, Manjiro spent time with his son - allowing you to also catch a break from being a mom. Preparing your son for bedtime, Mikey takes him to his room and you can hear Akio coo at Mikey. “P-pa…papapa” Fifteen minutes roll by as you wait in the living room for Mikey to come back. Laying back, you see him tiptoe back, he looks a little worn out - putting a baby to sleep is hard. Collapsing into your chest, he groans and wraps himself around you. “You ok daddy?” You ask playfully and stroke his hair. Nodding and burying himself deeper into your chest, he hums and says yes. “Everyday Akio looks more and more like you. Are you sure he’s my baby? It’s like you gave birth to him or cloned yourself.” You chuckle and continue to stroke his hair. Mikey sits up quickly and stares into your eyes with a serious look. Perhaps this was not the right thing to say knowing what happened to Ran. He leans slowly, you were a little worried until he placed a tender kiss on your lips. “Yeah? Wanna try again?”  He says and wiggles his eyebrows up and down, the mischievous smirk on his face hints at making another baby. ❤️

END

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[benkeibear]

☰ 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮

⧫ Characters: Ran, Kazutora, Nahoya

⧫ Reader: female

⧫ Summary: They were scared of this day - losing you due to their way of living

⧫ WARNINGS: major character death, mentions of violence and blood

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☰ Ran:

Ran wasn’t with you when it happened but He knew something was wrong when Rindou carried you like the most fragile doll across the parking lot, tears running over his cheeks as his jacket was stained with blood. Ran didn't waste any time to rush to his little brother, taking the love of his life out of his arms “what happened? Did you call an ambulance?” He asked concerned, the panic in his voice clear. Rindou nodded, frozen from the shock “K-kisaki… He got her with a bat” He mumbled through the tears and Ran knew that this was bad news, praying that the ambulance will be here in time as you kept slipping in and out of consciousness. “You will be okay Princess… We will marry next week just like we have planned… We will grow old together, I promise” He whispered to calm his own nerves and you gave him a weak smile “I love you Ran… Promise you will never forget me” you whispered, voice weak. He only shook his head, having to stay strong for you, lying to himself that you will be okay "I can't lose you princess, you need to stay with me, keep those beautiful eyes open" He begged, knowing it's too late. You couldn't stay awake any longer, feeling the darkness pulling you away from your lover. The second you went limp in his arms He let out a heartbreaking scream which made everyone around stop in their tracks. Ran Haitani has lost the love of his life and He will not rest until everyone responsible for this has suffered enough before He will personally end their lives.

☰ Kazutora:

Kazutora always knew it was a mistake to let you in his life, you were too good, too pure, too innocent to be with someone like him, having spent half of his life in prison. But you still stayed and loved him, having him swear on his life that He will always protect you and keep you safe. But here you were now, crawling towards the man you loved once you woke up again, head spinning but you wanted to be with him when you left. Your whole body was aching but you needed him, you needed to see him one last time. Kazutora tried to stop them but got hit as well, by far not as bad as you had been. You shook him gently and cuddled up to him, craving the warmth his body gave you on the cold concrete. He groaned out of pain when He came by, seeing the puddle of blood around you and quickly jumped into action, picking you up and trying to get help but you kept slipping away, making him panic even more. The times you were conscious you smiled up at him, trying to reassure him that it will be okay, that you're not in pain anymore and it broke him, knowing that He will lose you. “Please don't leave me Tiger, I can't do this without you…I need you… I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you…i love you” He sobbed but it was too late, your skin was ice cold and your eyes empty, staring right past him into the sky where the sun was setting as He saw life leave your features. He still carried you to the hospital, begging for help but no doctor was able to help you, it was too late as He sat beside your lifeless body, slumped over your lap "please Tiger...you have to come back... Don't leave me like this" He sobbed but it was in vain. Kazutora lost the only good thing in his life, the only thing He truly cared about.

☰ Nahoya:

Nahoya cares about exactly 2 things in his life, his brother and his lovely partner. He knew that if it would ever be required, He would step in harms way to keep you safe, but what, if He wasn't even there to protect you? The moment you called him, voice weak as you sobbed for your boyfriend, He knew it was serious, rushing to your location without anything but you on his mind. When He finally got to you, He found you slumped over in the middle of the road, a path of blood trailing to where you were laying and He knew that this was not going to end well. He sat down next to you and pulled you on his lap to keep you warm, your hands gently holding onto his now blood stained shirt “Hoya… I’m scared” you croaked out, unable to cry anymore from how exhausted you were and He nodded, trying to stay strong for you, a soft smile still on his lips “you know I love you, right? Know that you’re the most important person in my life... Just stay with me, alright?” He said serious, tears in his eyes as you didn’t answer “right y/n? RIGHT?” His voice got louder, desperate to hear your voice, to know you’re alive but the way your body went slack was all the answer He needed. Nahoya has lost his lover, one of the two things in his life He ever cared about. His smile hasn’t returned to his face ever since.

[ranscutedoll]

Ran knew. The moment you called him and all he heard from the other side was crying, he knew. Nothing needed to be said, as he hang up with a "I will be there soon, love", and true to his word he was.

He was met with you hiding beneath your blankets, not wanting to deal with the outside world. The thing with Ran is that he understood you...perhaps better than anyone else. It was like the two of you could decipher each other's feelings with no words needing to be exchanged. So when he saw you in your bed, in your pyjamas, tears running down your face he knew.

He slowly pulled the covers back and leaned and hugged you the best he could. He smiled at you warmly and you felt yourself reciprocating the act.

"Want to go for a drive sweets?" He asked tenderly while caressing your cheek and you merely nodded. It was all that he needed, to then pick you up and bring you to the passenger seat of his car, and fastening your seatbelt.

Car drives with Ran, especially during the night, were serene, in days such as this one. The two of you didn't talk, music wasn't playing, the only noise was that of the engine as Ran sped down the road. Yet, the silence was a comforting one. It never got awkward between you two. Ran knew you needed time to yourself, and he was more than happy to wait for you.

He drove you to the beach, where he took you to the sand and there the pair of you sat comfortably again in silence watching the waves come and go and letting the sound of them and gentleness of the night relax your aching muscles and alleviate your aching mind. And at some point Ran felt a weight on his shoulder and he smiled when he turned to find you sound asleep, finally free from worries. He leaned his head on yours, and brought his hands around your waist and kissed your temple. The gentle wind almost lulling him to sleep also and he thought to himself, that maybe fifteen minutes wouldn't hurt, not when he had you in his arms.

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[zeltqz]

Heeey niya how are you

You said you take requests so I had one but if you’re not comfortable with writing it it’s completely fine

Can you write about y/n and ran getting into a very bad argument and when ran moves a little y/n kinda flinches because her ex used to hit her and she thought ran was gonna do it as well and then ran feels very guilty and starts comforting her?

The front door slams open when you storm inside, the front door hitting the wall, throwing your bag onto the couch as you flop onto it, digging an agitated hand through your hair. “ Why are you so insufferable ?”

The sound of Ran’s chuckle does nothing but grind your gears, your jaw clenching tight when he closes the door behind him, walking towards you with his hands tucked patiently into his pocket. “You still won’t tell me what I did wrong...?”

“I didn’t think I had to. Or what, did your ‘flirty’ persona take over again?”

He chuckles again, and you shift away from him, brows furrowed, shoulders tensing, when he moves to sit next to you on the couch. 

Ran sighs, thoroughly gutted, stretching an arm out over the back of the couch to accommodate you, get you to calm down a little but you push him away. “You’re still mad at me?”

“Yes!” You flap your arms in the air. “I’m still fucking mad at you! I’m tired of you walking away with no accountability!” For the first time tonight, you turn to face him, turn to acknowledge his presence, and dig your finger into his chest, watching his eyes drop down to your finger trying to shovel your way into his heart. “I’m sick of you getting away with everything.”

“When are we gonna discuss your jealousy issues?” 

Your hand stops its digging, mouth falling open, blinking rapidly trying to process what you’ve just heard. 

“ My ?” You choke out the audacity, moving your hand from his chest. “I’m sorry— jealous ?”

“Yeah. Jealous.” 

You’re unsure what’s worse right now; his constant deflecting the issue at hand, or how nonchalant he is about the issue, spouting pure bullshit from his lips instead of owning up to his accountability.  

“I get in your last relationship, your boyfriend cheated on you. I get it; and that must be hard to work through.” Ran reaches out for your hand, and you’re in too much shock to push him off. “But projecting your insecurity, fear, and anger onto me? I don’t sleep with every girl I lay my eyes on.” 

When you stand up from the couch, irritated, he follows you, tugging uselessly at your arm to get you to face him. “You got anything else to accuse me of?”

“No.” 

“You sure?” 

He takes another step forward and spins you around quickly, breath catching in your throat when you take in the strong, ambrosial scent of his clothes, broad shoulders caging you in. Ran reaches out to cup your cheek and you push him away too quickly, like an instinct, an chasing impulse to swat his hand before he could make contact.

It was too fast to be driven out of irritation, the stuttering pattern in your breathing confirms his suspicions that it was a reflex. “What the fuck?”

“Just—” Your voice is shaky, fragile and unsteady, shifting away from him to create as much distance between you both as possible. “Just gimme a second.”

The walk over to the couch is silent, and he watches you with a furrowed brow, a hollow feeling in his chest when you sit on the couch, knees raised up to your chest, huddled, tracing the pattern of the rug with your eyes.

“You’re gonna tell me what that was just now?”

You shake your head quickly, sighing all the same. “It was nothing. Just go to bed.” 

He ignores your waving gesture to the direction of your shared bedroom, shifting to sit next to you, taking your limp form and pushing you down onto his lap. At first, you try to fight it, not wanting the comfort, the attention, the talk. But the tears were falling before you had the chance to control them, sliding down the couch to rest the side of your face on his lap. The ragged fabric of his jeans rub against your cheek, hiccuping your silent cries out as he’s running a delicate hand down the length of your body; a non sexual touch, but a light, soothing touch that tranquilizes your thoughts.

“I’m not gonna ask why you just flinched when I tried to touch you. But I have a feelin’ it has somethin’ to do with him.”

It goes unsaid by you both who him is, and you curl into yourself at the mention of your ex. 

“You know I’ll never do anything to you, right?” He jostles his thigh to grab your attention. “ Ever . I’ll never cheat on you, never hurt you, physically or mentally.”

You murmur, “I know.”

“Look at me.”

You decline the offer, wiping the tears with your wrist. “I look ugly right now.”

“When don’t you, babe.”

“Shut up.” You hit him playfully, gasping when he flips you over easily, so you’re facing towards him. He grabs at your hands before you could cover your face. 

“Lemme see your face.”

“No.”

“Stop fightin’ it. C’mon.” The sounds of your playful laughter is music to his ears, a deep belly laugh coming straight from the heart as you struggle to hold his hands off. You’ve stopped crying, and he continues distracting you with the action, tickling you till you can’t take it anymore, flipping the switch and pinning him down to the couch. “I guess that means you forgive me?”

You bite at your lip, smiling around it. Punching playfully at his stomach, before smoothening out the wrinkles on his shirt with your palm. “Yes, idiot. I forgive you.”

Ran’s hand slides down to the back of your head, bringing you down for a kiss; a passionate, delicate slide of your lips together. Your cheeks burn hot when he shifts upwards, sliding down on his lap, legs wrapping around his waist.

You pull away, pausing when your lips are just barely touching, breathing in each other’s air. “I love you, Ran.”

There’s something about the way he’s looking up at you, the steady eye contact you struggle to keep yourself together, the soft, proud expression in his eyes as dart all over your face, soaking in the sight of vulnerable you, his heart strings tugging at the realisation of you allowing him to see you like this.

“I love you too.”

[seichira]

the missiles we fire.

wherein ran haitani knows he has to let you go but he just can’t. he is aware that you’re hurting because of him but he chooses to string you along—until you finally decide that enough is enough.

pairing : bonten!ran x reader

content : fwb to lovers. angst to comfort. sfw but has allusions to sleeping together. reader with she/her pronouns. ran is a good brother. groveling. inspired by renegade by taylor swift!

he has never felt this way before.

no one has ever made him want to fix himself up. there is no other person who has made him wish that he had a better past so he can be a better person in the present.

ran haitani has never considered the thought of compromising and adjusting himself for one person until he met you—the bane of his damn existence.

not a single soul in his pathetic, dull world could make him feel the way you do. that is exactly why he is guarding his heart more than he ever has, because he smells the danger that comes with you, the danger of falling in love and getting hurt beyond repair.

he met you a year ago and you have been by his side since then, but he has not given you his heart. you sleep beside him on most nights when he needs you, but he keeps you on arms length when it comes to affection.

you hold his hand when it shakes with his anxiety but he refuses to grip you just as hard. you kiss his jaw when it tenses with his annoyance but you don’t miss the way he pulls away whenever you do so.

your bodies are intimate with each other most nights but while your heart is all laid out for him to take, his is the opposite. his heart is guarded by a strong wall that he never lets down. a wall you can’t seem to get past.

but lately, he can feel the guards on his heart wavering. and lately, he doesn’t want to see you because ran knows he is close to breaking down everything to let you in.

the past months, he has been wanting to whisper the three words to you when he is in your bed. he finds himself wanting to hold your hand when you walk side by side. he catches himself craving your warmth when the nights are cold. he wants to hold your hand as tight as you hold his. he longs to kiss you back when you kiss his demons away.

suddenly, he wants you.

he can’t have that. his irrational fear of losing rindou someday is already too much to bear. he can’t afford to fear losing another person.

he can’t. he shouldn’t.

he knows all that, but he can’t let you go.

he can’t give you everything, he refuses to let you in, but he somehow chooses to keep you.

in every passing day, it kills the life in you. it ignites the doubts and the insecurities you always had. it forms huge question marks in your head and it drives you insane.

“what am i doing wrong, ran?” your breath shakes and ran notices it as you are resting your head on his chest on the sofa where you both had fallen asleep an hour ago.

he swears his heart skips a beat when he hears you start the conversation that he has been dreading since he realized he might have something deeper in store for you.

this man knows exactly what you are talking about, but he decides to play dumb. “what do you mean?”

somehow, he wishes that there is a way to divert the topic and stray from this conversation that he knows is never going to end well. a conversation that can possibly change everything you both have.

“i want to know what i’m doing wrong, or what is not enough. what else do i need to do.. for you to open up your heart for me?”

he refuses to look at your eyes when you sit properly to look at him. he keeps his head turned away from you because seeing your tearful face will not do him good.

“it’s not what you’re doing wrong. there’s nothing else you could do. i just…” fuck, he curses in his mind. “i just want it this way.”

“what way, haitani? stringing me along?”

“we never agreed to having feelings—“

you cut him off before he can even spew out his bullshits. “but you know that’s not the case for me! i love you, and i understand that you don’t feel the same…”

ran squeezes his eyes shut because your last sentence just doesn’t seem right. he knows that you are in love with him and most of the time, he uses that to his advantage. but for you to believe that he doesn’t love you?

it doesn’t feel right.

it’s not right.

“…and that’s alright, really. i understand that you don’t feel the same, but ran, i think this set up between us will work better if you do it with others.”

this alarms him and he now has his eyes on you. there are tears threatening from your eyes as you stare at him like he hung the stars in the sky, as if he is not breaking your heart in this very moment.

“what do you mean?” ran asks in a controlled voice but he fails to mask the fear that is laced with it. he is terrified of the implications of what you just said. he can’t accept it.

“i’m just saying—this friends with benefits thing? it won’t work with us anymore because i love you. you can… find other people… to do this with, because i can’t do it any longer.”

his eyes start to sting from the tears that suddenly want to burst out of the dam. his fear is becoming more and more true as the conversation progresses and ran just wants to go back to an hour before when you were all cuddled up in his arms.

still, he knows it’s unfair. while he was peacefully holding you, it is now clear that the questions you had in your made were plaguing you. while he was alright, he was also breaking your heart.

“what are you saying to me?” he needs to hear it from you directly. it is going to break his heart but he wants to hear it anyway.

“let me go.”

he knows he has to.

he knows you’re right.

he knows keeping you here will only hurt you.

he knows. he knows. he knows. but still—

“what if i don’t want to?”

that was the trigger for you to break down and release the tears and broken sobs you have been suppressing.

“then, make me understand why you can hold me like this but not give me your heart. make me understand. please, ran. if you can’t let me go, at least help me understand why i’m here.”

ran curses himself as he can quite literally feel his heart being powdered into fine pieces while he watches you beg for him. for his heart. a heart that has been battered and bruised through the years but you love anyway.

“y-you know that i try to give you what you n-need,” his voice breaks so he pauses, “but you also know what i’ve been through. what i’m afraid of. you know everything.”

you shake your head. “is it really your past and your fears that keep you from giving me everything, or do you just not want to?”

he can’t come up with an answer.

“let me go. please, let me go.”

he grips your hand when you try to stand up in a feeble attempt to make you stay. his last resort. his desperation reeks in the way he squeezes your hand.

“i can’t do that. ask me for anything but that, please,” his voice breaks once again.

“but can you love me? can you give me everything? your heart, your secrets, your desires? can you love me enough to let down your walls for me, ran?”

he doesn’t answer, and you smile sadly. there goes your answer—his silence. it has always spoken for him when his words fail him.

at this point, you are just tired. you have no fight left in you. you fulfill the promise you made to yourself when you said you will accept whatever he says and erase yourself from his life gracefully.

ran sees that and he regrets not noticing when you decided to ask him to let you go.

“then, for the sake of the both of us, i beg you to please let me go.”

the daggers that rindou throws at his older brother through his eyes could kill. his blood boils as he watches ran drown himself in alcohol because of some stupid shit he brought upon himself.

“tell me again why you fuckin’ let her go. ‘cuz i can’t understand why you’re sulking like a little girl and poisoning yourself with damn alcohol when it was you who pushed her away.”

the sarcastic tone is not appreciated by ran and he glares at his younger brother in return.

“you just don’t get it, do you? you know our life! she doesn’t fit here! she’s too good for this shit! and what do i do if she gets hurt because of this hellhole, huh? what, then?”

rindou raises an eyebrow, “she literally knew the dangers that came with your life when she decided to love you. save your excuses. you’re just fucking stupid.”

ran stares into space as he takes that in. after a few moments, he speaks. “i’m scared that i’ll lose her.”

the younger haitani laughs maniacally without humor. “well, news flash, you already did—“

“fucker. she’s still in this world, isn’t she?”

“guess so.”

“that’s what i mean. i’d rather not have her in my arms than to lose her in this goddamn pitiful world.”

ran takes another shot from his whiskey and rindou stands up to take the bottle away from his godforsaken brother.

“give me that—!”

“if she was mine, i’d just keep her by my side and love her, and not let anyone lay a finger on her. you underestimate bonten and its capability to protect your girl.”

ran mumbles drunkenly as he gives up trying to get back his stolen bottle. he rests his head on the backrest of the sofa he is on.

“you don’t know shit, rin.”

“nah. i fuckin’ know ‘ya. these are all excuses. you’re making all these up to cover up the fact that you blame yourself for the life we lived and now, you think you don’t deserve her.”

the older haitani starts to tear up at the memory of not being able to give his brother a more decent life when they were younger. he remembers the days when he almost lost rindou to a rival gang because he failed to come home on time.

“the fuck are you? my shrink?” he asks in the middle of his silent crying. rindou sees that and he feels a pinch in his heart for his brother who has always been scared of losing him.

it is rindou’s turn to take a shot from the whiskey, to gain courage for what he is about to say. “i’m your brother. i know it when my brother hates himself.”

“what does that have to do with anything?”

“i wanna tell you that you don’t have to. you gave me a life full of pretty cool memories so stop beating yourself up. get your damn girl so i won’t have to watch this pathetic display!”

ran wants to blame his emotions on the alcohol but the words of his brother really are the cause of his tears. he suddenly feels forgiven. vindicated, even—from the regrets he harbors against himself.

his younger brother feels that he is closer to getting ran to listen to him, so he pushes.

“she loves you. i saw it with my own eyes, ran. she is in love with you. while you hated yourself, you were demolishing her. just fuckin’ forgive yourself and love her, damn it!”

that night, for the first time in his life, thinks that maybe it was not his fault that he and his brother had lived a difficult life. for the first time, he considers the thought that maybe, he deserves to have your love after all.

you open your door at five in the morning after being woken up by continuous rings on your doorbell, and as if that isn’t enough, there are even accompanied by impatient knocks on your door.

“i swear to god, if this isn’t worth waking me up in these ungodly hours—ran?”

he had just barely sobered himself up but he had to run to you before cowardice gets the best of him. he just had to tell you right now.

“i love you.”

“ran, what—“

he sucks in a huge breath, preparing to speak in one long breath-hold. “i am in love with you. i fell in love with you way before you fell in love with me but i was too scared to admit that. i was afraid that i didn’t deserve you. i was terrified that loving you would mean more hurt for me—but here’s the truth now. here is my truth. fuck my anxieties. fuck everything. i need you. i want you.”

you open the door more widely and you take in his cheeks with your hands, and he relishes in the feel of your warmth for the first time since you walked out of his penthouse a month ago.

“i’m sorry for what i put you through. i’m sorry for hurting you. i can’t promise that i won’t hurt you but i promise that i will actively try not to do that intentionally.”

“i never blamed you for what i felt, ran.”

an angel is what you are. an angel that he is starting to accept that a fallen one like him deserves. an angel for him.

“i will give you everything, y/n. i will give you my heart because i want to. because i need to. i can’t breathe without you. take me back. please, tell me that you’ll take me back.”

it is an easy decision for you. he is shaking in your hands and there is nothing else to do but finally welcome him in your arms again.

there is no other choice but to take him back because it finally makes sense why you always felt like he felt the same love for you. you finally understand why. your questions are finally answered—how can you refuse him?

ran falls apart in your arms, and he embraces you tighter than you hugged him. he holds you tight in fear that he might lose you again. he wraps you tight in his arms so you won’t slip away like a dream that ends.

“i’ve only ever wished for you to come around, ran. you should know by now that i will stay with you in spite of your past, in spite of your regrets, in spite the way you feel about yourself. i’m here to stay, if you love me.”

he no longer has to say it. the way he keeps his face in the crook of your neck and leaving revered kisses at the back of your ear is enough to let you know that he does.

“my heart was only guarded so much when it came to you because it knew that it belonged to you. i’m letting down my guards, baby.”

you slightly pull away so you can look at his eyes. the eyes that you used to wish upon a star are now staring back at you with the same adoration and love.

“that’s everything i need to hear, ran.”

“i am in love with you.”

you smile, “and that.”

“i don’t want you to be my future history. i want you with me forever. i want people to know us, that i belong to you and you to me.”

“that, too.”

you tiptoe to kiss his jaw and he shifts his head so he can reach your lips instead. relief washes over him when it dawns on him that this is real. you are real, and this time, he won’t mess it up.

the missiles he used to fire will be replaced by your gentleness and love, and that’s the kind of change that he can live with. because it’s you.

[writingforcuteppl]

bad idea, right? 

PAIRING: Ran Haitani x Reader

SUMMARY: Fucking the brother of the person you were in love was a bad idea, right?

GENRE: Smut, Angst.

WARNINGS: Swearing, manipulation (if you squint), pet names.

WORD COUNT: 1.4k words

“Fuck, just look at you. What would Rin think if he saw you like this?” Ran thrusted into you, making you whimper. “Getting fucked by his older brother. I bet he wouldn’t even want to see you ever again.” You cried out, and tears started to fall from your tears. You weren’t sure if it was because of the pleasure Ran was providing you every time he thrusted into you or because of his statement. 

He was right. Rindou will hate you if he finds out you fall for Ran’s schemes. That was something Rindou always made clear. No girl deserving of him will ever be with his brother. He, of course, loved and looked up to Ran, he’s his brother for fucks sake, but it was completely different when it came to girls.

“I hate so much, Ran,” you managed to say as you hit him on the chest with your fist, and Ran’s hand wrapped around your neck.

“Is that so? Well, your pussy tells me otherwise, princess.” you clenched around him after hearing the mocking pet name he gave you just to get on your nerves.

You were feeling dizzy. You really didn’t remember how you ended up in this position, getting fucked by Ran, but you really didn’t complain. Even if a part of you was feeling guilty since you were in love with the brother of the person who was giving you the fuck of your life.

“Bet he couldn’t fuck you like I’m doing it.” You didn’t pay attention to what he was saying.

You had this love-hate relationship with Ran. When he met you, he flirted with you, and maybe you flirted back, not knowing he was Rindou’s brother. This flirtatious relationship went on for a month—a month where you and Ran couldn’t stop talking and seeing each other. You were pretty sure if the two of you continued like that, Ran would have been your boyfriend by the end of the second month. Somehow, you just clicked. But you found out he was the brother of the person who you have been in love with for the past three years. A part of you thought you were definitely over Rindou. He only treated you as a friend, never showing any type of interest in a relationship. But then you realized that if you ever saw Rindou with someone else, well, that would have destroyed you. So you call it quits with Ran.

Ran was furious when you told him the person you were last in love with was his brother. Since then, Ran has completely changed his attitude towards you. But you couldn’t really blame him.

From booty calls to talking once in a while, Ran only saw you as something for him to use—a toy. A part of you knew you deserved better. The other part felt guilty, so you let him do whatever he wanted to you.

Even if you told yourself you were over the Haitani brothers, you couldn’t stop coming back to Ran. He was addictive. You needed the attention he gave you, even if that attention was pure hatred where Ran would treat you like you were only good at getting used. A part of you loved being used. It was like finding you were made for something. And Ran knew this. He knew being harsh with you was something you enjoyed. 

Ran’s hand tightened around your neck, bringing you back to the present.

“Where you..?” He hadn’t finished saying the sentence, but you somehow knew what he was about to say. “Where you thinking about Rin?” You tried shaking your head, but his hand didn’t even allow you to say something.

“You fucking whore. Don’t you get it? He won’t ever like you. I’m the only one for you. I’m the one that can treat you well.” He emphasized his words with each thrust, making you clench around his cock.

“I am the only one that can make you cum.” Ran’s hand went to your clit, stimulating it so you could cum faster.

“R-ran,” you felt a heavy weight on your chest. Maybe he was right. You never had this type of connection with someone else in your life. Not even with Rindou. Or at least that is what you thought. Ran always said the two of you were made for each other. A match made in heaven.Which made you feel even more guilty. You were pretty sure if you had met Ran before Rindou, you would’ve entirely fallen for Ran. 

“What is it, darling? Already gonna cum?” Each thrust sends shock waves through your whole body, making your breath hitch. 

“P- lease ‘an” you choked on your saliva. You were so close, and Ran knew it. He knows the way your hand grips whatever part of his body whenever you’re close, in this case, his wrist from the hand that was still around your neck, making Ran apply more pressure.

“That’s right, princess, cum around my cock, show me how good I’m making you feel,” Ran whispered in your ear.

You started to feel lightheaded. Ran couldn’t believe how beautiful you looked at that moment. Eyes rolled back, both hands on his wrist, and mouth opened, begging for air. You felt a wave of pleasure run through your body, making you stay still while you cum around him, clenching harder his cock. Ran stopped flicking your clit, chasing his orgasm, and after a few more thrusts, he groaned, milking your walls with his cum. 

“Fu-uck. Look at you. So fucking perfect for me,” Ran panted out as he slowly left a trail of kisses from your chest to all over your face.

He’s so in love with you, and he hates the fact that you met Rindou before him. It should’ve been him, not his brother. He knows he’s just way too mean with you, and he knows you feel guilty about not being in love with him, that he takes advantage of that, making him feel guilty.

But for him, it’s the only way to have you, even if it meant guilt-tripping you into making whatever the hell he wanted.

As you were searching for your clothes, Ran made his way to his closet, searching for some new clothes for him to put on, turning his back on you.

“You can go now,” he spitted out. Ran felt disgusted with himself. He always does. It appears that he only uses you for pleasure (which he does), but he hates being so cold afterwards.

You looked at him and shook your head. At this point, you were tired of his antics. He was always like this. All sweet and loving for one moment, but he could turn cold and distant at any moment. But again, you felt you deserved it. 

Holding back your tears, you exited his room, whispering “sorry” to him, hoping it would make him and you feel better. You needed to get out of there quickly. You had to stop this whole fuck-situation with Ran as soon as possible. It was only hurting the two of you. 

You didn’t realize someone was opening the front door since you were looking at the floor, and that’s when you bumped into that person. You felt both of his hands on your shoulders, trying to steady your whole body and prevent you from falling back.

“Woah, what the hell happened to you?” Rindou asked as soon as he saw tears falling down your cheeks. He didn’t understand why his heart hurt at the sight of you crying, but that wasn’t the important thing right now. “Did he do something to you?” Rindou was going to go directly to Ran’s room, but you stopped him in his tracks.

“Wait, no. It was me, Rin. I was the one that…” you stayed silent. If you actually explained what was happening and why you were crying, Rin would never want to see you again, and you could not afford that. Not when you were already hurting because you couldn’t love Ran the way he wanted to be loved by you. “You know what I can’t tell you right now.”  He observed your semblance and took notice of your messy hair. Something definitely happened between you and Ran.

Before Rindou could say anything else, you started to walk again as fast as possible, evading his gaze and surrounding him so you could exit his house quickly.

“WAIT!” Rindou didn’t even realize when you managed to escape from his grip, but he couldn’t even process what was happening. He realized he wouldn’t be able to get any information from you, so he let you go and made his way to Ran’s room.

He was going to find you what happened between the girl he’s in love with and his brother, even if his heart gets broken in the process.

n a v i g a t i o n

t o k y o  r e v e n g e r s  m a s t e r l i s t

[emissaire]

him - ran haitani x reader

first part

warnings/includes: angst, bonten! ran, cheating, toxic relationship, use of the word "slut" (once), dilf! ran, milf! reader, ran is an asshole, rindou is a feminist, and reader is a girl boss, hinted mitsuya x reader

note: haha here's part two finally? this seems so rushed so i might change the ending depending on how i feel about it after a few days hehe. i just really wanted to put this out here, i made you guys wait long enough lol :")

You've caught him doing it once, you were so mad you threw the vase of freshly arranged flowers he got you three days prior to the revelation of the year: Ran was cheating on you. The second time was on his birthday. He told you he got caught up with work so he would be running late. As the kind and understanding wife that you were, you came to his workplace to surprise him along with the gift you've been saving money for, for at least a year. Turns out, he's the one who got a surprise for you when you see him getting pleasured by a brunette woman, on her knees, and he was looking like he's having the time of his life. The third, fourth, fifth— at this point you couldn't even count how many times you caught him cheating on you but regardless, you stayed. He knew that you would stay no matter how much he fucked up because you loved him… and he loved that. Not you. Just the fact that you will always turn a blind eye to what he's done because you were too afraid to lose him.

You were a fool. A stupid girl who kept hanging on the thin thread of memories you shared with him when you were younger. Simple hugs, quick and half-assed apologies, a bouquet of roses that is not even your favorite— just like that and your world was revolving around him once again. Slowly but surely, your deteriorating relationship with Ran only got worse when he started to stop coming home, telling you he would be staying with his brother or co-executives. Excuses, excuses. You wouldn't say you weren't hurt because by god, you were and it tore you apart.

Years and years of pain before the realization dawns on you that no matter how long you wait for him to come around, it'll always be the same. It's an excruciating process, accepting reality and healing yourself for the sake of your child, Ren. God, the thought of your swaddled, innocent baby brings you so much joy— a feeling so incomparable that everything else just vanishes as if it's just you and him in the world. 

You learnt to be on your own, explored the world with your child and spent your time meeting people that you later on become great friends with. It was Yuzuha at first, the pretty and independent woman that you met when you were out buying clothes for you and your son. Ren adored her as much as she did him then came along Hakkai who was at the time dragging around a man in purple mullet in the shop who he called "Taka-chan".

He was a wonderful man, polite and always kept a goofy grin, Mitsuya. You officially met him when Ran asked you to pick up a few clothes for women that aren't even for you, which wasn't surprising anymore at all. 

"That's a lot of bags. Do you need a hand?" Were his first words to you when he saw you struggling to carry all the stuff out of his store. It's been six months then and you're currently in the same shop, helping sort a few fabrics while he sews away in the back room with Ren entertaining him with his silly and cute stories about his daycare adventures.

"When will you ask Taka-chan out?" The youngest Shiba sibling asks, his tall frame playfully nudging your body. You can hear the teasing in his words but you ignore it even though there's a smile on your face that the man beside you doesn't miss. 

"Oooh, so you really like him!" You look at him briefly, biting the insides of your cheeks as if it would stop the flustered look on your face. 

"Shiba-kun, shut your mouth," You say through gritted teeth before adding, "Respectfully." This makes the latter snicker and dodges the hand about to swat him on his shoulder. 

"What's going on here?" Without even noticing it, your posture becomes rigid at the thought of Mitsuya possibly hearing what his lanky friend just said. You turn to look at him and immediately, the sight melts your heart more than it should. Ren looks so comfortable all cuddled up in Mitsuya's arms.

"Nothing!" This time, the currently jobless-got-no-shoot-no-sponsors-no-nada model (it's what he called himself earlier when he barged into the shop) skips towards his precious Taka-chan and starts poking your son's cheek. "Was just asking her opinion about the shirt I'm wearing. I'm gonna wear it for my date next week."

Mitsuya looks in your direction, asking for confirmation and for a moment, you see his eyes flash in endearment before it vanishes and gets replaced by amusement. "Please tell me you told him the truth because it's horrible."

You stifle your giggles, mostly because you don't want to embarrass Hakkai after his loud offended gasp. "Don't be that way, Mitsuya-kun. It doesn't really matter what we think, we're not his date after all. Who are we to judge?"

The youngest clicks his tongue at the both of you, stomping like a petulant child despite his height, broad shoulders and all. "The both of you are so mean, really. Your rotten attitudes are going to rub off on Ren!"

"Now don't bring the child into this." Mitsuya chuckles, his eyes emanating that of warmth and fondness as he looks over at you and ruffles your son's hair at the same time.

It feels so oddly beautiful. The moment is so invaluable as you return his smile. It feels so familiar, that giddy feeling gushing through your veins and making your heart pound. You may not know what this peculiar but very much welcomed sensation that is starting to bloom between you and the beautiful man carrying your child as if Ren was his own, but one thing is for sure, this moment has become one of your treasured memories that will surely be reminisced whether the day is good, the day is bad or just enough. 

"Ran, I don't think this is a good idea." Rindou chastises his older brother, brows furrowed as he eyes his brother's figure who is seated on the passenger's side of his car. The both of them have been waiting outside of your apartment building for three hours now but luck doesn't seem to be on their side as they haven't even seen your shadow. Rindou doesn't know why he agreed to drive his brother to your place when he's aware that the interactions between you both have never been peaceful since the divorce.

"You're repeating yourself." Ran mentions with a huff, noting how many times his brother told him about how this isn't a good idea, that his ex-wife wouldn't be happy if they— he showed up unannounced yadah yadah, but honestly he couldn't care less.

"And I will keep repeating myself until you stop bugging her. Honestly, why do you keep making Y/N's life miserable? Haven't you had enough?" This time, Rindou looks at his brother seriously, a hand on Ran's shoulder as if that would deter the latter into changing his mind and finally letting you live in peace. As much as it hurt him to say those things towards his brother, the only family who had his back since then, he had to pull Ran's head out of his own ass. Enough is enough. 

Y/N was a wonderful wife to his brother, a caring sister to him and a loving mother to her child. She doesn't deserve a shit show of a relationship with a man who didn't even bat an eye when it comes to hurting her— even if that man was his brother.

Ran shrugs his hand off and continues to watch the street as if he didn't hear anything, a heavy frown marring his face. "Shut up."

"You didn't have to drive us home, Hakkai." You smile at the younger man sheepishly as he parks in front of your apartment. You're hugging Ren's sleeping body closer to you.

"You should've said so earlier." He chuckles teasingly, watching as you coddle your son.

"You're such an ass." You laugh, shaking your head in amusement. He pokes your shoulder before exiting his car to open the door on your side and helping you out. In his arms are your things and three bags from Mitsuya's shop that contain yours and Ren's new clothes.

You had so much fun during the day, spending time with the Shiba siblings in Mitsuya's shop. You're sure Ren had fun too, he almost didn't want to leave Mitsuya so he ended up crying until he fell asleep in your arms. 

Turns out that the 6'3-tall man that Ran was accusing you of sleeping with was Hakkai who was only taking you and Ren home out of the kindness of his heart (and the persuasion of Mitsuya). Of course, your ex-husband didn't have to know that. He has no business prying into your personal life now that you've cut ties with him.

"Yes, and these clients have been with me for a long while. I'm really grateful." Mitsuya tells you with a smile over dinner. It's just the two of you in your apartment with Ren still away on the trip with his father and uncle. He invited you out for lunch to celebrate the milestone of his career but you were waiting for your son to come home. Ran's supposed to drop him off in a few hours, but you also didn't have the heart to decline Mitsuya's offer. He sounded so happy sharing such a joyous moment of his life with you that's why you offered to cook meal with him at home.

"With how talented you are, it's well-deserved." You're grinning as you compliment him, heart swelling with pride.

"Thanks." The man chuckles, cheeks dusting with pinkish hues. The moment is so peaceful and light if it weren't for the constant ringing of the doorbell.

"That must be Ren." Mitsuya notes, nodding his head towards the direction of the front door. His eyes are shining with a different light, looking so excited. For what reason, you don't dare guess but you know that you're just as excited to see your son after two days and nights of being apart from him.

There's a bounce in every step you take, face stretched into a bright smile as you open the door. The sight of Ran carrying your son welcomes you, making your smile dim a little but you push back the sense of negativity to greet your son.

"Hey, baby. Welcome home." You coo softly, arms outstretched to take your son into your arms from his father. Said father hesitates to give Ren to you but doesn't say anything though you can feel his eyes on you, the atmosphere so uncomfortable you want to shut the door in his face.

"Hello there, bud!" The voice of another man causes Ran to frown, neck tilting to see who's inside before Mitsuya appears behind you.

"Kashi!" Your child happily bounces within your arms before jumping out and into the arms of his precious Kashi-san.

Your ex-husband clears his throat, reminding you of the current situation and what it may seem to imply— not that you care anyway. "Who's that?" He asks, tone accusing and malicious.

"Nice to meet you, man. The name's Mitsuya." The latter reaches over and offers his hand but your ever rude ex-husband ignores him.

"Y/N, can we talk?"

You sigh, nodding your head and dismissing the worried look Mitsuya is giving you before urging him to go back inside with your son. He pats your back before closing the door, leaving you and Ran outside of your apartment.

"You're really something, aren't you?" He says, chuckling humorlessly.

"Look, I'm not in the mood to argue with you right now so just say whatever you want to say." You say with no sign of any indignance. 

"Since when were you such a slut? Jumping from one man to another like you don't have a child?" He accuses with so much anger you can barely look at his face— he looks scary like this. "I know I was an ass but doing this just so you can get back at me is pathetic."

His words ring through your ears, they repeat again and again over your head like an annoying tick until it snapped. That single thread hanging on for dear life was at its limit— you slapped him across the face. You strike him with all your might until your palm is numb and red. Fucking pathetic, he is. 

"You think so highly of yourself to even think that I'm dating other men just to make you jealous. There's not a single ounce of shame in you, Ran," you're panting at this point but you have to make your point across, "Just admit that you're nothing without me. You're empty because no other woman would settle for garbage like you. I don't even know why I stayed with you, doing charity work for years when all you're ever good at is running your mouth when you don't get what you want like a pathetic little boy, but you know what? I'm so glad I dumped your ass when I did. So fuck you, fuck everything about you— oh and do me a favor, go fuck yourself." You don't let him say another word, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of having the last words as you shut the door in his face. Your heart is pounding so fast as if you've run a marathon but the sense of contentment after the heated argument with your ex-husband dwindles within your soul. That felt so good. 

"You okay?" Mitsuya's voice startles you, a kind smile on his face as he walks over to you with Ren following him like a little chick. 

Seeing your son calms your heart somehow and eases the pain. "Yeah, I'm all good." A small and tired beam makes its way on your face as your son hugs your hips, nuzzling his button nose on your stomach. The warmth that Ren emits gives you so much comfort—  its familiar warmth providing you solace in your messy world despite the identical eyes twinkling in adoration as he stares up at you. He looks so much like his bastard father but everytime you look at him, you only see your precious son. He's so beautiful, the love incarnate itself. 

"If you need anything, I'm here." Mitsuya offers, gentle hand patting your back. He must've heard the ruckus outside.

You shake your head dismissively, that same serene smile still on your face. You appreciate the sentiment but right now, you don't want to talk about it— right now, you don't need anything or anyone but Ren. Just him. He's more than enough to bring light into your life. 

"Thank you, Mitsuya-kun, but I have everything I want and need."

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[rinrinx2]

hello! i love ur work ! 💗

is it okay if i request a bimbo reader x ran where ran and the reader are friends. The reader is a virgin but doesn’t want anyone but Ran to take it ! Idk if this makes sense but ur work is really lovely ! so feel free to play around with this idea <3

Okay I absolutely love writing bimbo reader, I don't know why but it's always so fun. I hope you like it 💕💕💕.

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"When do you lose your virginity?"

Ran x Bimbo!Reader

Warnings: Inappropriate language, Mature themes, virginity loss, smut, orgasm, fingering, dom/sub

When Ran had befriended you in high school, he was taken aback by how such a beautiful girl had absolutely nothing in her head paired with the fact that she wore the shortest skirt his ever seen and bending over in such a manner that had you exposing your panties to everyone, he came to one single conclusion you were a Bimbo.

There was no way you weren't a nymphomaniac, so how now after so many years of him thinking he knew you had the question you just asked been the biggest plot twist of his life.

"Did you hear me Rannie. When are you supposed to lose your virginity?" You said waving your hands infront of his baffled face as your boobs bounced about in his face.

Ran took a moment to let the question fully sink down into his brain.

'Maybe she's just asking this dumb question to find out when I lost my virginty' Ran thought, as the idea of you being a virgin was slim.

"I lost mine at 18" he said as he now kept a neutral look on his face.

"Wow Rannie, that's so cool. I haven't lost mine yet I didn't know we were suppose to lose it then" you said with a smile on your face as if you hadn't just told him the biggest news to his ears.

"You're a virgin?" Ran said confused, still not fully comprehending that you a woman who showed him your skimpy thongs because they were cute was a virgin.

"Yeah, can't you tell?" you asked turning your face back to Rans with a pout on your cute face.

"I mean it's just you're so cute I would think any guy would be lucky enough to have you in his bed" Ran said turning his charm on to avoid hurting your feelings.

"Well I always wanted to lose it to you, but everytime I tried to bring it up you either had a girlfriend or you went to juvie" you said with a giggle.

"But I also didn't know at what age you were suppose to lose it, so guess it doesn't matter right?" You said turning your attention back to the t.v as you tried to focus on some barbie movie Ran put on for you.

So clueless that you didn't even realize the predator like look in Ran's eyes. He didn't know that you kept yourself for him and if he knew back then what he did now he would of easily ditched whatever girlfriend to be buried in your unused pussy.

Ran carefully moved closer to where you sat on the couch, till his thigh was grazing at yours. Carefully placing his big hand on your upper thigh as you remained oblivious to his actions.

"You know the perfect age to lose your virginity is your current age now" Ran whispered into your ear as his hand massaged up your thigh.

"Really?!" You said head snapping towards his, as your eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"Yes really. Boys lose their virginity earlier so their cocks can get bigger but it's best a girl waits a bit so her pussy can get nice and puffy on the inside" Ran said gently coaxing you into his lies that you were readily eating up.

"That makes so much sense Rannie, you're so smart" you said unaware at the hand that was now just hovering over your covered cunt underneath your dress.

"So, come on let's take your virginity" Ran whispered towards you as he brought his lips closer to yours until he closed the gap between the two of you.

Ran kissed you softly at first trying to make it feel magical until his hand began to knead at your covered cunt, then Ran began to kiss you more feverishly. His tongue sliding into your mouth as his tongue lapped at yours. His fingers coming to your clit rubbing tight circles through your lacy pink panties as you moaned into his mouth.

"Rannie ~ feels so good" you said against his mouth.

"It's about to feel alot better soon" Ran said as he moved his hand down to shift your panties to the side, his fingers feeling the slick that dripped out from your cunt.

And in one swift movement he plunged his digits into your cunt.

"Oh Rannie" you moaned out as your pussy felt filled out by two of Ran's fingers.

"Come on, if you can't take my fingers how you going to take my cock angel?" Ran asked as he pushed his fingers back and forth fucking your cunt, causing wet lewd sounds to echo about the lounge.

Rans skilled fingers spread your pussy from the inside as he pushed his fingers as deep as he could causing moaning to escape your lips.

Your pussy was devouring Ran's fingers, pulling him as deep as it could as it milked them, as if you weren't a virgin.

Ran enjoyed the sight of your pussy dripping down on his hand, how your walls were beginning to pulse sate a sign you were close.

"Rannie something feels funny" you said as you gripped at his hands.

"It's okay princess, you're not going to cum now, you're gonna cum on my cock" Ran said as he removed his fingers, watching as your pussy juices dribbled out.

Ran quickly undid his pants taking out his cock causing your eyes to become massive.

Ran's cock was massive, the shaft was long and girthy with a prominent vein on the underside and a thick mushroom tip that had a pearl of pre-cum dripping out of the slit.

"Rannie how's it going to fit?" You asked with slight panic in your voice.

"Don't worry I'm make it fit" Ran said with a smirk as he aligned his throbbing cock at your entrance.

You could feel Ran prodding at your folds gently pushing against your pussy hole as it squeezed out in excitement.

Ran kept his eyes focused on your cunt, your unused cunt that was about to be filled with cock for the first time, by his cock.

Ran's eyes shifted to your face as he began to push into your pussy watching as your face began to contort in pain and pleasure.

Ran couldn't believe how tight you were, how your pussy was both grabbing at his cock and trying to push him out, the sensation causing his balls to fill with more semen.

"Rannie its -" you moaned out but were cut off as Ran stopped half way. His cock had slipped into your pussy only halfway but it felt as if he had already filled you to the brim, you pussy felt so full.

"Lemme just bottom out"

"Rannie I don't think I can-" you began to babble as tears started to sleep at the sensation of him pushing deeper.

"You can take it, you're a good girl. You're my good girl" Ran said as he bottomed out inside you.

His cock was so deep inside you that when you looked down you were able to see the bulge of his cock inside you.

Ran remained still adjusting to your unbearable tightness waiting for you to adjust to his cock so that he could start fucking you.

You lied on the couch with Ran's cock pentrating you so deep, feeling his hands remained on your waist while quiet tears dripped down your cheeks, but they were quick to dry when the pain was replaced with pleasure and soon you were moaning at the sensation of having Ran's cock inside you.

"My good girl wants me to fuck her" Ran said as your reaction was clear enough that you craved for the friction.

Ran began thrusting into your sobbing cunt, slowly and deep causing the air to be knocked out of you with each thrust.

Your pussy walls felt like they were being massaged in the best of ways, you wanted more.

"Rannie fuck me harder" you begged out pushing against his cock.

Ran gave you a predator look and in the next second he started pounding into your pussy.

Ran fucked you like a wild animal, hips barely pulling fully out as he fucked you now. He could feel the cum that was once in his balls being pushed through his shaft just aching to shoot out into your pussy and paint it a nice pearly white.

Ran continued his brutal pace as your pussy kept tightening with each thrust, until the pressure became unbearable.

"Rannie I think I'm gonna pee" you moaned out at your pressed your hand down on your womb feel Ran's cock slide in and out of you.

"It's okay baby, just let go" Ran said feeling how your walls were starting to milk him.

"Just let go baby" Ran moaned out trying to hold back as long as he could.

The pressure in your tummy was becoming to much to fast until it finally stopped. Strings of moans left your mouth as clear liquid squirted out of your pussy and all over the couch.

The sight of you squirting pushed Ran over the edge as hot semen was shot into your cunt as your pussy still milked Ran for more, causing him to throw his head back in pleasure.

You and Ran remained in that position until he carefully slipped his cock out, causing a soft popping noise to be heard.

You looked at Ran who was busy putting his cock back into his trousers as he got up and walked to the kitchen to fetch a clothe.

Ran began to wipe the slick and cum that still dripped out of your pussy, as you watched in amazement

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Rindou sat on the couch as Ran was in the kitchen pouring to glasses of whiskey.

"Why does your couch feel so wet?" Rindou asked as he pushed his hands against the damp spot.

"I had sex" Ran said matter-of-factly, as he walked over to where Rindou sat.

"What the fuck and you let me sit on it"

"Calm down it was with (Y/N)" Ran said handing a glass to Rindou.

"She finally let you fuck" Rindou said with a laugh as he took a swig at his drink.

"Nah she let me take a virginity"

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[soubi122]

hello! i’ve been reading your works for quite a while now and i can say you make me feel things i never knew i writer would. you’re doing such a great job so keep it up and know that we’ll be here to support you.

just wanted to check if you are down for a request too! would you do a reader x ran x love triangle where there’s an old and new flame? ran really loved his first love but had to let go due to gang activities. in the future with bonten, he met this girl and been with each other for a while now. you can decide who he ends up with.

thank you so much and take care always!

- Aya

Oh darling, I'm sorry it took forever - but I think I am gonna make this a two or three part series.

Warnings: light smut, language, mentions of murder, mentions of drugs, drama, angst, Ran is kind of an ass, pt is in the works.

Spider's Web - Pt.1

They called it puppy love when you first started dating. That puppy love turned into a serious relationship. Dating the king of Roppongi was quite the challenge and yet it was bliss. 

You've known Ran since he was 13 and dated him until he was 18. Seven years of your life was dedicated to this man. You gave him everything - your first kiss, your first love, your virginity, your first everything. You knew each other inside and out. Though dating him put a target on your back, you didn't care. You loved him and would follow him to the end of the earth if need be for him. Even when he got arrested twice, you stuck by him and waited patiently for him. Never letting another man touch you or even near you - you belonged to Ran. 

He however decided to burn paradise and cut your ties without a second thought. The separation was bitter and it left you with your heart in your hands. 

**12 years later**

A month into your new job and you had almost everything down. The man who you were working for was well known for his finance skills - a money making genius. To take up the role of his personal assistant was like striking gold. Kokonoi Hajime found you working for a partner and snatched you at the first first chance. Seeing first hand your organization and risk management skills, he knew he had to have you. Your old boss had no idea what he lost when he gave you up. Their success was due to 90% of your work. 

During a meeting, you attended in place of your boss due to some unsavory business. You handled it like the pro you are and did a better job than your actual boss when they held meetings. "Question for you…" You hear from across the table after the meeting is over. Looking up you see the silver fox eying you carefully. He was technically the guest of honor and boy was he handsome - beautiful actually. "Yes, what can I do for you?" You ask and finish collecting the signed contracts from the table. The smirk on his face alluded to him asking for a potential favor under the table. No, absolutely not - you weren’t going to blow him, regardless of how handsome he is. “How would you like to work with me? Your skills are wasted here…you could be doing so much more.” 

His words and further explanation led to you working for the worst criminal organization in Japan, Bonten. Under the guise of various businesses, they were raking in money, bodies and soon - expanding overseas. Nothing could have prepared you for the money you were earning, you were making pennies at your old job compared to here. Being Kokonoi’s personal assistant brought so many benefits that you thought he was a god. 

Though you’ve been here for about 2 months, you have yet to meet all of Bonten’s members - you’ve only met two more members. The man with the crystal eyes and scarred lips, Sanzu Haruchiyo, always teased you and tried to make you feel uncomfortable on purpose but you didn’t budge. He loved that about you. And of course, the head of Bonten - Sano Manjiro, gave a fair warning, well more of a threat. Understanding your position and your risks, you accepted them all and swore loyalty to them. 

Being so busy with work, you often stayed overnight in the office and left when things were done. You were essentially a female version of Kokonoi, only with better gambling skills - that is what risk management is in a nutshell. 

“Koko, your meeting starts in about 15 minutes, I already prepared the room, do you need anything from me before I go?” You ask as you are getting ready to leave. He looked at you and smiled, his signature cheshire cat grin always meant something sketchy. “You’re leading the meeting tonight.” He says while leaning against his palm. For a moment you thought you heard wrong. He was trusting you to lead the meeting even if you’re still new? You hadn’t even met the rest of Bonten, were they even going to take you seriously? “Besides, what better way for you to meet everyone?” When he said that you felt your heart in your throat. This was a big meeting then, there was no way you could fuck this up. You were actually excited about this. Without saying another word, you left the office and headed to the meeting room and placed a set of files for yourself. Kokonoi could see the fire in your eyes, you were going to take the first step into their world. 

Two minutes before the meeting started, the men were making their way into the room - as you were finalizing some last minute details, they only saw your back. The high waisted pencil skirt showed your curves and they were entranced by them. From behind you could hear low whistles and some throat clearing, they wanted you to turn around. Being used to cat calls and this type of behavior you knew best not to turn around at the first howl. “Who’s the girl?” You could hear from behind you. Kokonoi must have omitted your onboarding to the rest of the members. From what you heard, some were womanizers - perhaps it was for the best. 

Finally, Kokonoi walked in with Manjiro and were about to begin. “Everyone, she is our new employee and is my personal assistant. Treat her as you would treat an admin - she’s leading today’s meeting.” He said with a hint of authority. Turning around to face the men, you felt their eyes undress you and rake over your figure - it was nothing new. This organization was not only filled with criminals and murderers, but it was oh so filled with men that rivaled gods. 

Clearing your throat, you began without introducing yourself - Kokonoi labeled you as his personal assistant and that was all they needed to know for now. During the meeting you could feel their eyes follow you, they were curious about you - you looked so normal compared to them. There was one man whose eyes seemed to pull you in and make you look in his direction more often. Beautiful and handsome, tall and lean - he reminded you of someone. Though you couldn't put your finger on it, even the male sitting next to him looked familiar but from where? 

Everything proceeded without a hitch, you managed to impress them and also impress the head of the organization. Questions were asked and you answered accordingly. They sometimes just asked frivolous questions just to get you to speak. 

Once the meeting ended, you were approached by the rest of the admins and boy did they bombard you with other  questions. So, what’s your name? Do you have a boyfriend? How can I get you to be my assistant? Of course they were all flirting with you and you didn’t entertain it, politely declining their advances. When the tall male with lavender orbs approached you, you felt butterflies in your stomach - something you haven't felt in years. “Haitani, I need you to stay away from her.” Kokonoi jests and earns their glances followed by their laughs. But the moment Kokonoi looks at your face, he sees how it went from smiling to horror. The name he so casually dropped, there was no way  - it couldn’t be. Quickly regaining your composure, you excused yourself and headed towards the woman’s bathroom. 

The moment you walked in, you leaned against the sink and tried to steady yourself. The sound of your heart beating out of your chest was the only thing you could hear. Your breathing was shaky and your hands were beginning to tremble. You didn’t recognize him and it looks like he didn’t recognize you. “(Y/N)? What’s wrong?” The sound of your boss’s voice startled you, making you gasp and spin around quickly. You were a complete mess, sweating and had tears on the verge of spilling. You’ve seen Sanzu handle bodies before by accident and you didn’t even bat an eye. What the hell spooked you?

"Koko…nothing, it was just a little overwhelming back there. That's all." You lied and began to wash your hands. It wasn't like you to panic so fast. He walked closer to you and narrowed his eyes, he wasn't buying it. "You know you can't lie to me." He was almost inches from your face. You felt a little nauseous from all the emotions hitting you at once and your body was wavering. "Which Haitani is it?" Not wanting to risk your job, you told him it didn't matter - you just wanted to keep working for him. It wasn't the answer he wanted but he had a feeling he knew who it was. "It won't happen again." You say and bow. You weren't expecting to see him at all. Sighing, he backed off and warned you to be careful. The rest of the men you met today weren't as forgiving or as nice as he was. 

After pulling yourself together you stepped out of the bathroom and headed straight to your office. All contracts and needed documents were neatly piled on your desk. Someone did you a favor and moved them for you. Just when you thought you were going home, you ended up in a meeting with the higher ups and ended up seeing someone you wished you hadn't. Sitting at your desk, you began to work to try and clear your head. Before you knew it, it was already well into the night - almost 2am. You longed to lay in bed and rest. 

The sound of the office door opening startled you, making you snap up from your desk. It was Sanzu, you exhaled and sat back down, almost melting into your seat. "Jumpy?" He asks and smirks at you. Of course you were, your ex boyfriend was here and you almost quit your job. "Anyways, just letting you know that there is a car waiting for you downstairs. Go home." He snickers and pulls you out from your chair. Those crystal eyes had softened just a bit. These little random actions of his always make you wonder if there is a part of him that is actually sane.

Heading down to the lobby with Sanzu you pass by the others. The sensation of someone's eyes being laser focused on you made you shudder. Before Sanzu could close the car door he said, "Come to me if you need something to…relax your nerves." He smirked and walked away. You knew what he meant by that. Seeing him high or teetering on the edge wasn't anything new. He was opening the door to his playground. You never considered it but perhaps there was no harm in taking him up on that. 

When you arrived home, you kicked off your shoes and got ready for bed. You thanked your boss for allowing you to come in later since your day went well into overtime. Burying yourself in the sheets, you felt your eyelids getting heavier and heavier. Though you tried, you couldn’t help but fall asleep with Ran in your head.

**in your dreams**

“Ngh…Wait, I’m about to - OH!” You moan and throw your head back into the pillows as Ran gives you one quick thrust of his hips. He had you pressed against the mattress with his hand around your throat. Fucking into you was like heaven to him, those warm and tight walls, and your siren like voice made him fall in love with you even more. He couldn’t go more than 48 hours without being deep inside your pussy. You gave him something to look forward to in life outside of gang activities. 

“Tell me you love me, pretty girl…” His heavy tone made you clench around his length and you were beginning to see stars. He looked divine with his long hair when it was loose, you always found him so much more attractive with it like that. Babbling incoherently, you say you love him over and over again. You didn’t stop until he squeezed your throat a little tighter and he left you a drooling mess. He filled you to the brim and wouldn’t stop until he became a whimpering mess. Collapsing onto your chest, he panted and tried to regain his breath. Both of you were coming down from your daily highs. He was everything you needed and you were everything he needed. For a moment, you thought this was reality…then everything faded into black.

**end dream**

Waking up in a daze, you sat up and looked around the room only to realize you were home. Exhaling and throwing yourself back down on the mattress you cover your face with both hands. Those bittersweet memories only made you feel dead inside. Knowing that he's right there and you have to pretend that you don't know him - that you don't exist. He’s gonna find out soon and when he does…what will you do?

Torturing yourself with these thoughts you could only think about him. Who was keeping his bed warm? Who was he fucking and would he ever look you at you the same way again? No, it was done and over with, he made his choice. Though it wasn’t fair to you, there was nothing you could do at the time and you struggled to accept it for a long time. If only you knew how much I loved you… You think to yourself and close your eyes. It still hurts, even after 12 years - everything still burns. 

Getting ready and heading for the office, you braced yourself - there was a chance that you would cross paths again. Kokonoi did mention that the others were away on business at the time of your hiring. Walking into the lobby, you head for the elevators and make your way to the top floor. When the elevator doors opened, the office space looked much more lively than before. With all Bonten members here the hallways were now buzzing with underlings. Looking around you noticed that you were the only woman here. To be fair, it was hard to hire someone who is trustworthy and loyal. Anyone who had some sort of criminal past were usually denied employment so that they don’t attract attention or to avoid potential surveillance. 

With your heels clicking down the hall, you headed for your office and noticed that you had a visitor. Sitting on your chair was none other than Ran Haitani. You felt your stomach drop. He was oh so casually sitting on your chair as if it was his own desk. “Good morning, gorgeous.” He said in a coy tone, his eyes reflected mischief and desire. Hanging your sweater and purse, you address him while avoiding eye contact. “Mr. Haitani, what can I do for you?” His eyes trailed along your figure, something about you was reeling him in and he wanted to know why. Since yesterday’s meeting, you plagued his thoughts and he couldn’t get you out of his head. 

“So you’re Kokonoi’s little plaything, huh?” He teases and stands up, slowly making his way around your desk towards you. You bite the inside of your cheek and swallow the urge to scoff at him. “I’m his personal assistant, yes.” You say sharply. He could only smirk as he figured he struck a chord with you. He was inching closer and you felt your knees getting weak, those eyes that held the world were in front of you again. Though his hair was clean cut and he’s brandishing a new neck tattoo - he gave off the same sensations as before. It felt like he was backing you into a corner. He was towering over you, his figure dwarfed your own and you knew he was going to try something. The tips of your ears felt hot, his scent was just as intoxicating as ever and if it weren’t for your past - you would have gone in for the kill. 

Building up the courage to speak, you tried to keep yourself in check before even opening your mouth. “Please step out of my office if you have nothing better to do.” You say dryly and move away from him to sit at your desk. It’s the first time he’s had a woman ignore his advances…well kind of. There was one person who did manage to hold him off for so long before she caved. His snicker echoed in your ear, almost making you turn around to face him. “A little feisty, I like that. Don’t worry, I’ll break down those pretty little walls of yours soon enough.” If it’s one thing that always irked you about Ran, it was his damn conceited nature. The world revolves around him in his head. Your scent perforated his nostrils and he felt a shiver run down his spine. It was a familiar scent that was bringing back old memories. Looking down at your hands, he was searching for a possible wedding ring. He could care less if you were married but still wanted the satisfaction of taking another man’s woman. What caught his attention was your right hand’s ring finger - it was adorned by a black titanium ring with an orchid engraved around the band. It was beautiful, he didn’t notice it on you yesterday but why did it make a pang in his chest?

The knock on the door made you both look up and face the doorway, Kokonoi was standing there and the expression on his face was enough to make Ran back away. He was not amused to find Ran in your office. It was enough to confirm his suspicions about you. “Would you be so kind and fuck off Haitani?” Kokonoi says. The tone was playful but you knew better. Great, it hasn’t even been a full 24 hours and Ran was already finding ways to jeopardize your job. The shit eating grin on his face only made the vein on Kokonoi’s forehead almost burst. As your nightmare walked out the door and closed it behind him, you exhaled a sigh of relief and were met with another nightmare. 

“You could have told me the truth, (Y/N).” He says and takes a seat across from your desk. His feline-like eyes were analyzing your every move and were looking for signs of deception. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You scoff, as much as you get along with him - he is your boss, not a friend. “You two had history.” Hearing those words made you pinch the bridge of your nose, he dug deeper into your past. He questioned you, asking all sorts of things that were making your head spin. You explained to him that you only recognized Ran and Rindou, maybe even recognized Kakucho from his scar. Everyone else was a blur and it’s not like they recognized you either. “Had I known Ran was here, I would have never taken this job - we didn’t end on good terms.” You confess with venom on your tongue. It wasn’t like he gave you a full blown description of Bonten’s members when you joined the team. 

“So, what do you want me to do? Do I start packing my shit?” You retort when he scoffs at your confession. As much as Kokonoi knew this was going to be a bad idea, he had no choice - you were his golden goose. He needed you just as much as you needed this job. “No, you will keep doing your job and keep him at bay. Do not allow him to get any closer.” It was a warning that left you a little uneasy. Was there something else he wanted to say to you about Ran? As he began to stand, you interrupted his leave with a bow. “Hajime…thank you.” You say and wait for him to leave. He chuckles and mutters under his breath, “You’re not in the clear yet, (Y/N).” Things were going to get much more interesting in Bonten’s office. 

A few weeks went by in a flash, more than half the time you avoided Ran and kept your distance. Either spending time in Kokonoi’s office or Manjiro’s office so that he couldn’t strike a private conversation with you was going over smoothly. Though one day you were forced to visit his office as he forgot to sign a contract. Taking a deep breath you counted to 3 before knocking on his door and walking in. “Aw, did you miss me darling?” He says coly and flashes you a smirk. Ugh, you wanted to throw something at him. Putting the documents in front of him, you informed him that he needed to sign the contract before tomorrow’s deadline. “I attached tabs in all sections that require your signature. Please leave the completed contract on my desk before the end of the night.” Before walking away, he stopped you and asked you rather redundant questions. “Sorry darling, you see, I have terrible eyesight, can you come and show me?” Though he was partly bullshitting, he was also telling the truth - knowing this, you had no choice but to point out exactly where he needed to sign. 

Walking around his desk to be at his side, you carefully kept a gap between you so that he wouldn’t try to lean in. “Each page has these little purple tabs-” You began when he rolled his chair closer to you. He picked up on your scent. It made his mouth salivate, a natural reflex that he had when he was close to someone he wanted. Finishing your instructions, you turned on your heels and walked out of his office without looking at him. You set a fire in him - he was determined to have you.

Even an hour after you left, he could still smell your perfume and it made his mind linger. Brushing his lips with his fingers, he wondered what you tasted like and wondered how your pretty little face would look when contorted with pleasure. Feeling the blood rush south, he palms his member and smirks to himself. Gonna make her bend over soon… His depraved thoughts were beginning to cloud judgment. The pinging sound of a notification snapped him out of his delusion. Looking down at the screen he frowned when he read the name in the notice. His fiance texted him, asking him when she should expect him home as she has a surprise for him. 

From: (F/N)

Baby, what time will you be here? I have a surprise for you. ❤️

End Message.

Smirking, he replied back with a ‘i don’t know but it better be that sweet pussy of yours.’ Oh, did we forget to mention that he’s engaged? It was a business engagement, he needed to marry a powerful businessman’s daughter to take control of their assets. Bonten didn’t care about playing dirty, using someone as collateral was child’s play and who better to send than Japan’s best womanizer? Though he was warming up to the idea of having a wife, he wasn’t too keen on opening his heart all the way. He was in this for the money, power and his own pleasure. Tossing his phone aside he began to work and pushed all thoughts out of his head. 

As the day was coming to an end he was getting ready to leave when Rindou walked into his office. “Aniki (兄貴). That new girl, I feel like we’ve seen her before.” He said. They had no idea they were right. You were indeed familiar to them both, however, with this much time between now and then - it was hard for them to even remember you. “You watch too much porn, little brother, all those girls' faces are starting to blend together. If I had known her, she’d be bent over my desk by now - they always cave when I come back.” Ran smirks and heads out. However, Rindou was right - something felt off and he couldn’t put his finger on it. You looked familiar, your scent also seemed familiar, for fuck sake - even your resistance felt familiar. Who are you, really?

When he gets home, he gets greeted with the loving arms of his fiance. Her embrace felt a little foreign as did her kiss. When he hesitated, she questioned him. “What’s wrong? Had a rough day at work?” She asks and begins to undress in front of him. She was planning on surprising him with a new lingerie set she bought, of course daddy’s money spares no expense. His eyes gloss over and he shrugs off the odd feeling that plagued the corners of his mind. Diving into the abyss, he couldn’t help but think about you. Your figure, your tone, your pouty lips… Ran was pretty much absent minded the entire time he was having sex with his fiance. Too drunk off his cock to even notice that her fiance’s mind was wandering and thinking of someone else, she had no idea that Ran was becoming infatuated with someone else. 

By the end of night, he layed wide awake in bed as his fiance snuggled against him and she slept without a care in the world. He looked over at the clock on the nightstand and saw that it was almost 3:00am. He was going to have a hard time waking up in the morning. Closing his eyes he tried his best to drift off.

In his dreams he saw a mirror, he could see himself and how tired he looked. Then the image changed, the mirror became a window into someone's room. The window had an overall view of what he figured was a girl’s room. The more he observed the space, the more the room looked familiar and he felt a warming sensation in his chest. A young girl appeared, he couldn’t see her face but the scenes began to unfold. She’d sleep, wake up, roll around in bed while talking on the phone and laughs. She looked like she’s in love. All movements quickened, it almost looked like he was peering through someone’s memory. Almost like a home movie that someone quickened the playback speed on. He saw this girl grow and change, yet he couldn’t see her face. 

The playback speed normalized itself when a youngman appeared. The girl and boy shared their first kiss. Through that window, he saw his younger self - he must have been about 13 years old. It made his heart race, who was that girl? The scenes sped up again. As the scenes progressed, her face was starting to become clear. He witnessed their growth and even saw her reaction when he showed up with a buzz cut. She cried and laughed, but most importantly she looked like she was glad that he was home. When he saw her smile, he felt tears streaming down his face. Just looking away for a second, he wiped the tears from his eyes and looked back at the window. He saw himself with her but they were a little older, he recognized himself as 18 year old Ran Haitani. His signature braids became undone when the girl removed his hair ties and ran her hand through his hair. 

A lump began to form in his throat… The scene unfolding in front of him was the moment he took her virginity. It was an intimate and sacred moment. He was calming her and soothing her pain with kisses and words. Soon he could see himself get lost in her. They were both in love. When the girl turned to face the window, she had tears in her eyes and the broken look on her face made his heart stop. It can't be… When he got a clear look at her face, she turned to look at him through that window and reached out for him while screaming his name. 

The scream jolted him awake. He was sweating and his heart was pounding, pounding as if he had a drum in his chest. Taking in his surroundings, he realized he was back home and quickly turned to see who was next to him. It was his fiance, she was sound asleep and he felt a knot in his stomach. These memories, why were they coming back now? His mind kept bouncing back and forth between the dream he had and now. Then it finally hit him - that girl in his dreams was you. The same woman that was running through his mind all day yesterday was the same person in his dreams. 

The memories came flooding back, his chest was beginning to hurt and the pain was becoming unbearable. Your resistance made sense now, but why didn’t you tell him who you are? How did you get wrapped up in Bonten? Does Kokonoi know the truth? Why did he have to hire you? The thing that threw him over the edge was the fact that you still carried that ring. It’s the ring he gave you when you turned 17. It was making him sick. He quietly got up and headed to the bathroom to expel last night’s dinner. There was a reason why he left you the way he did. Ran peaked out the door to see his fiance still sleeping in bed - she was a heavy sleeper like him so he could get away with making a little noise. She didn’t move an inch as Ran got dressed and headed out the door.

For once in his life, he was at the office early - it even caught the security guards in the lobby by surprise. The closer he got to the top floor, the more he dreaded seeing you - he didn’t want to relive the bitter separation again. He was going to make you quit today so that you could never come back to this fucked up world of his. As the elevator doors opened, he saw that not a lot of people were here. Good, I can get into her office without calling too much attention. He thinks to himself and makes a beeline towards your door. He was determined to make you quit Bonten.

He was caught off guard when his eyes landed on you, he wasn’t expecting you to be there so early. All the sentences he formed inside his head somehow became a blur. Ran froze in place as you were too busy to notice him, you were on your tippy toes trying to reach a binder from one of the higher shelves. It reminded him of when he would hang something over your head and you struggled to reach it. The memory of your soft laughs and pouty lips made his skin burn. 

Sighing in defeat, you turned around and were startled by Ran standing in the doorway. “Mr. Haitani, was there something you needed?” You ask as you pull the chair from your desk towards the bookshelf. It was as if you immediately shut down the classic ‘Need a hand?’ question that was cliche in the movies or dramas. What surprised him the most was the fact that you were still acting like a stranger.

Clearing his throat, he stepped inside your office and closed the door. He felt his knees get weaker as he walked closer to you. Remember your objective… The little voice inside his head said. Trying to keep it together, he approached you and cleared his throat once again. “Again, did you need something?” You say in annoyance at his pathetic attempt to keep your attention. Does she really not remember me? As you got what you needed from the shelf, you set the binders on your desk and began to move the chair back to its place but Ran was in your way. Without saying a word, he took the chair from you and pushed it aside. This was odd, why is he in your office and what the hell does he want? 

Taking a moment to pull himself together he finally spoke. “I need to ask you something.” He manages to say rather quickly. Raising your brow, you looked at him and were a little surprised. The look on his face signaled that he was uneasy. It was a first to see him like this - out of all the years you’ve known him, he was always so confident or at least pretended to be. Nodding, you prepared to be asked if you needed a good fuck or a one night stand. That’s just the person he was, it wouldn’t have surprised you one bit. “What the hell are you doing here?” Your eyes widened slightly as you were taken back by his abrasiveness. What the hell did he mean by…oh. Before you could even open your mouth, Ran continued. “Do you have any idea what you got yourself into? The type of people that run this organization? Are you that stupid or blind that you can’t see the bigger picture?” By the second question he was yelling at you and for a moment he made you feel so small as he inched closer to you. 

You squared up to him and yelled back at him. “Don’t you dare tell me how to live my life when you haven’t been part of it for over 12 fucking years.” You were biting back tears. Ran didn’t want anything to do with you when you broke up, so why was he acting like he cares now? There was so much acerbity behind those words that it felt like a punch to the gut. Truth be told, you weren’t a child anymore - you were a grown woman and were more than capable of making your own decisions. Scoffing, Ran pinched the bridge of his nose. He wanted to throw you out, he didn’t want you to be here - you could go anywhere else but here. “It’s a little too late for you to pretend to care, Ran.” You spat back at him. Ran could feel his blood boiling and seeing you like this was burning his threads of self control. He wanted to touch you, to kiss you, to tell you he’s sorry.

He furrowed his eyebrows and glared at you. “I left so that you wouldn’t have to deal with this part of my life!” His voice boomed in the room and made you flinch. As much as it pained him, he needed to break you first so that you could hate him and stay away. After Izana’s and Emma’s death, he realized that anyone could get caught in the crossfire. Emma was an innocent victim, the Kanto incident took 3, almost 4 lives. He fought with Rindou about it but ended up letting you go. His words almost made everything go silent, you could only hear the ticking of the clock on the wall and the pounding of your heart in your chest. “...get out.” Was all you could manage to say. You didn’t want to hear any excuses he had to offer, especially after what he put you through. You blinked and found yourself pinned against your desk with Ran towering over you. 

Caging you between him and the desk, he leaned down to be face to face with you as he spoke with a heavy tone. “Were their deaths not enough for you? Tenjiku lost their leader and friend, Sano Manjiro lost his sister and I couldn’t bear the thought of losing you.” The realization that he was referring to the same Manjiro that is the head of Boten made your heart sink. “R-Ran-”  You stutter but he cuts you off. “We abandoned everything we loved and built an empire. We murder, extort, rape, sell women like you and destroy everything that gets in our way. Is that the world you really want to live in? Constantly watching your back in fear that someone will put a bullet in your head?” The obvious didn’t need to be stated, you knew what you were walking into the moment Kokonoi approached you. Your previous boss was partially involved in Bonten as a ‘business’ partner. You were warned well before you even took the job that Kokonoi offered. 

Before you knew it your anger reached a boiling point and you screamed at him. “IT IS NO DIFFERENT NOW THAN IT WAS BACK THEN!” You were right, it all came with dating a Haitani or anyone in Tenjiku. “I fought tooth and nail for you. Even after you destroyed me I still had to face people who were after you. It didn’t matter…” He was taken back by the raw emotions that were spilling out of you. The tears that streamed down the sides of your face only made his chest hurt even more. Seeing you in this state, seeing your lips quiver and seeing how you were panting - he felt warmth in the pit of his stomach. Were you always this beautiful when you were a fucking wreck? 

Just as he wanted to close the distance, someone bursted into the office to see what all the screaming was about. Kokonoi made a beeline towards you both. “You two, separate. Now!” He demanded and had a scowl on his face. Shoving Ran off of you, you straightened yourself up and Ran followed suit. “I told you to stay away from her and what do you do? You have her at an impasse!” Kokonoi chew’s Ran out for disobeying a direct order. “This doesn’t concern you.” Ran vituperates, he could only see red. “Permission to leave…” You ask Kokonoi and pray that he says yes. “Granted.” He says without missing a beat. As you walked away, Ran tried to stop you but Koko intervened. If looks could kill. 

END PT 1.

Exiting your office, you notice the multiple pairs of eyes that were fixed on you. They heard everything, the cat was out of the bag and you just wanted to hide. The other admins and executives were there too. Rindou felt bad for seeing you like this again. As much as he liked you at the time of your separation, he couldn’t bear to lose you or else Ran would end up losing himself. 

Sanzu approached you and offered to take you home. You declined, you wanted to be alone, he was bound to ask questions. The last thing you wanted was to remember more of your past. “At least let me walk you to the lobby.” He said softly and patted your head. As crazy as he was, there was still a little sweetness inside him and you found it rather endearing. As you stepped into the elevator, you could see Ran emerge from your office and search for you. He was determined to make you quit no matter what, even if Kokonoi refuses to let you go - he needed you to stay away. This wasn’t the life he wanted for you. Perhaps if he would have stayed with you, maybe - just maybe you would have been able to change his future.

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☰ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 - 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬

⧫ Characters: Ran, Rindou, Sanzu

꒰ ͜͡➸ the fight | ꒰ ͜͡➸ Taiju/Hanma/Kazutora | ꒰ ͜͡➸ Mikey/Nahoya/Draken

⧫ Reader: female

⧫ Wordcount: 1.9k

⧫ Summary: What happens after their hand slipped? Can they fix your relationship?

⧫ WARNINGS: Mentions of violence and reader getting hit once

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☰ Ran:

The second the door closed, signaling that you left a shiver ran down Rans back, the consequences of his actions only settling now. Rindou was frozen to the spot, not expecting things to turn out the way they just did.

With a deep sigh Ran sat down on the couch, staring with empty eyes at the broken television, his hand still tingling from how hard He hit you just moments ago “She had no right saying that to you” He mumbled to his younger brother, trying to find a reason to why He did what He just did. As if Rindou had woken up from his frozen state He shook his head “She was right though… I just destroyed both of your lifes with a lie” He mumbled full of regret, Rans head snapping over to him “what do you mean - a lie?” He asked way too calm, having fear bubbling up in the younger Haitani again. “It was me. I’ve been teaching her to fight for a while now. I broke the baton and the TV on accident” He admitted, voice barely above a whisper which caused Ran to lose it completely, trashing the whole apartment in a fit of rage before He stormed out, needing to be alone. He wished he can just go tot you now, pull you against his chest as he apologizes for hurting you but no matter what he said, nothing would be enough and he certainly knew better than to go to you now, it would only get worse.

Weeks went by with Radio silence from both sides, missing your boyfriend despite what he did, regretting what you said to Rindou in a fit of rage - maybe you deserved to be slapped back to reality. What you didn’t expect when you heard a knock on the door, was to see the younger Haitani actually standing in your doo, forcing himself inside so you have to listen „Please y/n just one minute and i will be gone“ he pleaded and you granted him said one minute in which he apologized dearly, letting you know just how full of regret he is. „It’s okay if you don’t forgive me but please go and see Ran… He’s miserable without you. All he does is work and get drunk - that’s not him“ he mumbled upset, hating the shell his brother has become. „He is miserable“ you ask with fake amusement „I had to cover the bruise for a week. He hit me Rindou… Did he ever once consider how miserable i was?“ You spat, tears welling at your eyes as you shoved RIndou towards the door.

Yet another surprise waited for you, a half drunk Ran sitting next to your door - has he been there all this time? He jumped to his feet the second the door opened, not daring to meet your eyes „Please my Bunny… Let me apologize“ he said sincere, feeling himself sober up at the seriousness of the situation. You sighed, shaking slightly because this was all too much, still letting him come in before all your neighbors hear anything. „What i did was wrong but i can't turn back time… i can only ask for your forgiveness and be a better man, be better for you - if you let me that is“ He began, unsure of where to start „Please forgive my mistake, i never meant to lose my temper and hurt you, never wanted to scare you, i promised that“ he continued, eyes bloodshot and glossy from the lack of sleep, alcohol and the way he tries not to break down in front of you.

You knew you crossed a line that day and that he wasn’t in his right mind at that moment so you lifted your hand, Ran almost flinching, thinking you would slap him. However your hand came to rest on his cheek in a loving way, having him leaning into your touch „I forgive you Ran Haitani but things need to change. You have to stop treating me like a fancy prisoner and let me do things i want to do“ You said serious, eyes connecting with his as he nodded „everything for you, Bunny“ He said sincere, hoping the nightmares of hurting you will stop now that you will be with him again.

☰ Rindou:

This was the last Party Rindou had, barely even leaving his room for weeks except for work. He became a shell of himself, quiet, depressed even. But no matter what he did, he couldn’t get over you, barely remembering what exactly happened, just flashes of how his hand connected with your cheek in a drunken rage of jealousy.

It came to a surprise to Ran when he got home and there was music blasting, people filling the apartment again after weeks of deafening silence. Did he finally move on? Did he apologize and everything is okay again? When he finally found the younger Haitani to ask what going on his blood was boiling, seeing another woman in his arms instead of your familiar face. Stalking over to him with long Stepps he ripped him away from the woman, fist connecting with his jaw but Rindou didn’t even try to dodge it, as if he needed this wake up call, as if he would punish himself with it. „Did you at least apologize to her before you fuck around?“ He asked with a voice full of anger, Rin only shrugging „She wouldn’t want to hear it. Need to forget her“ he said cold, unable to stand this loneliness, the pain in his heart. Yes, he knows how wrong this was but he cant take it anymore, the silence and knowing that you don’t love him anymore. The image of seeing you in his brothers bed - even if it was nothing serious - was burned into his head, unable to shake the feeling of regret at how he neglected you.

Before he even realized that minutes had past as he daydreamed, the people got sent out by Ran, chased out of their shared apartment as Rindou just watched, sitting down on the couch with his face buried in his hands. He craved your touch, your love, the way you always cared for him and your smile - how long has it been since he even seen it?

Weeks passed again and Rindou became a shell of himself again, trying to accept the fact that it was his lack of attention and the way he physically hurt you was what made you leave him, running away from him actually and he deserved it. What he didn’t know is that you actually agreed to come to the older Haitanis birthday party, something small with just good friends. In fact he didn’t know until he saw you grab some snacks in the kitchen, quickly rushing to his brother. „How could you invite her? I can not… I’m not ready to see her“ He said rather worried and Ran shrugged „She’s my friend. And last time i checked you didn’t car about her being here“ He snapped, not caring for Rindous feelings as he was the one who fucked it up, not you.

He spent the majority of the night watching you from across the room, trying to come up with the right words but they all seemed to fade when you made your way up to him. The next thing he felt was how your hand connected with his cheek, the burning sensation setting in right away as you winced from the pain it caused your hand. „That’s for hurting me and accusing me of sleeping with your brother“ you mumble and apologies came flooding out of him right away, only shutting up when your palm caressed his red cheek, soothing the pain and drowning out all noises around him as if it was only you and him in the apartment.

„I forgive you… but i need you to pay more attention to me again, just like you used to do“ You mumble softly, kissing the corner of his lips which made him melt. He threw you over his shoulder and took you to his room, ending the party early for the two of you „Let me hold you, yes? I missed you… a lot“ he admitted, blush spreading across his cheeks when you opened your arms to welcome him back into your heart.

☰ Sanzu:

The moment you left, Sanzu lost himself, he lost his touch to reality, the ground beneath his feet. All he felt was the feeling of falling and spiraling down without anything to hold onto. He knew that you were the only good thing in his life and that he didn't deserve you, not even close but he needed you to stay sane, to function and to wake up every morning.

Of course he would never leave Mikey behind, he would never even think of doing such a thing. But in order to deal with everything Mikey brought along, he needed you to even it out, to have you bring love, care and the good moments in his life. And how miserable he felt to even depend on you the way he did, he was an adult after all and can't expect you to be there for him if he can give you nothing in return, not even his time, not even the bare minimum.

So when he saw you walking on the other side of the street, way past midnight he thought his mind was playing tricks on him yet again until you too seemed to notice his presence, looking at him like a deer caught in headlights before hurrying away from the scene. Sanzu didn’t even think twice to go after you, leaving Mikey behind and not looking out for the traffic, all he could think of was - you.

When he finally caught up to you, he gently held onto your arm as if you would evaporate under his touch „y/n… Angel, please don’t run away from me“ he begged with a weak voice. You looked past him, making sure Mikey was far enough from you „Haru, i can’t . He told me to leave or else he will kill me“ you said full of fear, knowing what he’s capable of but Sanzu shook his head „i promise, i make you my priority. I will never lay a single finger on you again if my touch isn’t full of love“ he reassured you, deadest on keeping his promise but you took your hand out of his „I know Haru… But I can not go on like that with Mik-„ you tried to reason but he interrupted you „I will kill him if he even thinks about hurting you. You’re everything to me - but don’t make me choose please“ he declared in a desperate way and you believed him, you believed the seriousness in his eyes to protect you and to be there for you again.

A long sigh escaped your lips before you pressed a small kiss to both of Sanzus hands „I forgive you for what you’ve done but I’m not ready to forgive Mikey yet. Let’s go home, yes? Let us take things slow“ you mumbled, missing the moments spent between the two of you. Without so much as a look towards Mikey he nodded „Let’s go home my Angel… Let’s take care of the rest later“ he agreed, giving you the smallest smile as your fingers locked with his.

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