Mother Hen is a Enjin x reader fanfiction I'm working on! Here is a little summary and what to expect:
After sphereite!reader is accused of murdering her daughter she is sent to the pit. Upon landing she meets the annoyingly charming Enjin and joins the cleaners. The story will follow the manga/anime so there will be spoilers.
Here are the available chapters so far!
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5 - Fanart
Chapter 6
I will be uploading this to AO3 and maybe wattpad at some point if that's of any interest to anyone! Taglist is open if anyone is interested and feel free to comment!
Something neuroscience-y that helps with prose: attention is selective. A character will not notice everything in a room. They will notice what matters to their goal, fear, desire, training, wound, or obsession. A jealous character notices hands. a hungry character notices food. A soldier notices exits. A lonely character notices pairs. Description becomes character when attention has a bias.
A/n: Hey friends... so like I did get distracted and wrote like 75% of chapter 7 before I even wrote this one because I was already planning it out. So um like if this one sucks... Sorry not sorry. Next chapter we will be following the anime. It won't be word for word but I will be using a lot of similar dialogue and scenes because this is a self insert fanfic... I think? Listen I was on the side of fanfic growing up where I didn't give a fuck about tags if there was a toxic romance I was in it. So yeah with context clues I'm settling on this being a self insert fanfic or a reader insert fanfic.
Inspos:
@minyisa (Enjin x. Isekai Supernatural Reader)
@blkkizzat (MDNI: Size Queen reader)
@spaceysydney No Regrets
Synopsis: Enjin's birthday! Tamsy being a little freak.
C/W: Reader being insulted in like a loving way? Some flirting. Drinking and weed. I AM USING THE MANGA FOR SOME REFERENCE SO ALWAYS KNOW THERE MIGHT BE A SPOILER FROM THAT!!!
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It was about 8 in the morning when you stumbled into the headquarters. You had been up since 2 am and was feeling the exhaustion in your bones. Semiu look at you over her magazine with a disapproving look.
"Forget what day it is?"
"What?" You take off your red leather glove rubbing your eye. "The 21st no?"
"Wrong it's the 22nd... Enjin's birthday." She flipped to the next page and sighed.
Shit Enjin's birthday. After Riyo's birthday you made breakfast for the cleaner's on their birthday. It was simply to start their days right since life down here was so glum, now it was all anyone could talk about when a birthday was coming up.
"I'll make his food then sleep." You start down the hall.
"Kitchens the other way." Semiu calls out without looking up. "Don't forget you promised to join us at the club tonight."
"Right.. breakfast, sleep and club at 9?" You spin towards the kitchen, shaking your head.
"We leave at 8 tonight."
With a thumbs up you walk away. Luckily you changed into shorts and a t-shirt before you drove back. That saved you some energy and from collapsing in your room. Tamsy was already in the kitchen, making a tea. He looked somewhat amused, clearly noticing the luggages you were carrying under your eyes.
"Tsk tsk. I see you are still pushing yourself." Tamsy's melodic voice always made your spine shiver.
"Just for today. Enjin's birthday, ya know?" You rummage through the cabinets looking for ingredients to make pancakes. "Can you pour me a mug of that please?"
"Of course. Lavender, right?"
"Yes please." You give a weak smile and start to blindly pour stuff into a bowl. "Woke up at 2 and just went out to clear my head. Now I just gotta make Jin breakie."
You swayed on your feet and yawned. What did Enjin like for breakfast?
"Would you like some help? Maybe go nap since Enjin sleeps in most days."
"No I have to do it now. It feels like he's been dodging me most days."
Tamsy nods and sets the mug in front of you. Taking a sip, he watches you intently, as if he's contemplating saying something.
"I'll make something with protein. That way it's a balanced breakfast."
"Thank you Tamsy. I really appreciate it." You pull him into a hug that's entirely to weak.
"Lilith would be sad with how much you've been pushing yourself." He softly mutters patting your back. You look at him confused. Everyone knew you had a daughter and her name but the way he said it was like he personally knew her. As if he was her old friend. "Let's hurry up so you can sleep shall we?"
You nod, pushing that thought to the side. Tamsy probably heard enough stories about her to feel like he knew her. Grabbing the pan you turn on the stove and let it heat up. Tamsy raids the fridge and pulls out some mystery meat you stopped asking about since you fell down here. The both of you work side by side silently. Tamsy's hair was not in it's usually bun and you offered to braid it while you waited for the food to cook. He accepts and you flip it before starting to braid his hair. It was soft and thicker than you'd think when it's down.
"I like the braids Tamsy." Riyo says as she skips into the room.
"Well can't say no to our mother hen when she offers to take care of you right?"
"Too tired to argue with the two of you. Riyo, darling, can you go grab the bag I made for our blonde idiot?" You toss her your keys and she smiles.
"Anything for you, ma."
Tamsy's portion for food is finished and he plates it for you. Once he's done he gives you a side hug. "Do take better care of your health. I'd hate for my Lilith to be disappointed from the grave."
"Huh? Your...?" By the time you turned towards him, he was walking out of the room. You plate about 5 pancakes for Enjin and start a stack for the kids to share. Zanka and Riyo walk in together, theorizing about recent jobs they've done.
"You look awful." Zanka said frankly.
"Can always expect honesty from you kid." You pour in the last of the batter. "How's missions been going lately?"
"It seems there has been an uptick in trash beasts." Riyo said sitting on the counter. "I don't know something doesn't feel right."
"It's not like they are harder just..." Zanka tilts his head thinking. "... more. I don't love the implication of what that means for us."
"Maybe it just means there is more trash beasts. Things fluctuate and until the adults tell you to worry don't." You cup both their cheeks and smile. "This kind of thinking will do you wonders but right now it's not your job to look to deep."
"Enjin would be proud of forward thinking." Zanka swats your hand away.
"Ah yes.. our resident slacker is proud the child is doing his job." You sigh gently, plating his food and turn the coffee machine on. "You should let him do more work."
"He has been going out more lately maybe he's been picking up extra missions." Riyo takes a pancake from the plate.
"Nah, I've been helping Semiu with cataloging missions and he's still taking the lowest." You sigh and find a mug for his coffee. "I wonder what he could be doing instead."
"I think he's trying to find another sphereite." Zanka scratches the back of his neck. "If I remember correctly he said you'd 'jump his bones' if he found one."
"You haven't yet?" Riyo giggles.
You groan and put everything on a tray. Pushing the plate towards Riyo and take Enjin's gift from her before making your way towards the door. "Share the rest of the pancakes with Dear and Guita."
Even though you were exhausted you were able to use the last of your strength to now drop the hot food all over yourself. When you knock on his door he moans something incoherent. You knock harder and jiggle the handle. The door swings open and a pissed Enjin looks down at you.
"Oh it's you." His expression softens slightly. "You look like shit. When did you fall asleep last night?" He pulls you into his room and takes the tray and bag from you.
"Up since 2."
"Crazy woman."
"Open your gift I've been waiting to see your reaction." You sit on his bed eyes already fluttering shut.
"I'll open it after you sleep." He gives you another once over. "Fuck your filthy too. Sleep in my room."
"Why?"
"You hate going to bed dirty. You'd never go out tonight because you'd be too busy sanitizing your mattress."
"Because it's a different kind of dirty!" You curl your lip. "I'll shower after you open your present."
"That'll just give you a boost of energy or you'll pass out washing your hair."
You try to protest more but he's already kneeling in front of you, taking your shoes off for you. He forces you to lay down, tucking you under the blanket.
"Open the bag." You mumbled softly, eyes heavy lidded. "I worked really hard on it."
"Fine." He sits next to you, tossing the tissue paper to the side. Two joints land on the bed and he raises an eyebrow. "Didn't think I rubbed off on you."
"My informant sells drugs. Asked him to hook me up with the good stuff."
"And you trust this?"
"I trust he prefers his head attached to his body."
Enjin whistles lowly. "You are one scary lady."
"Don't act like you don't love it." You smile and wave him on.
Enjin doesn't reply, instead he pulls out a black knitted sweater. It has a swirling red patterning going up the sleeves and down the back, very similar to his tattoos. Along the hem you had embroidered little umbrellas. A slow smile crept across his face as he looked at you.
"Like it? I spent a few months on it."
"This will only spark dating rumors." He teases, tucking the sweater back into the bag and lays next to you. "Hand making an outfit like that takes a lot of care."
You close you eyes with a hum. It didn't mean anything for you to make it. At least that's what you said when you pushed yourself past exhaustion to make one more row. It was just another distraction from your grief, nothing more.
"I'll come check on you in a few hours." Enjin tucks a piece of hair behind your ear and slips out of his room, taking the food with him. The door barely clicks when Zanka and Riyo bombard him.
"Does this mean you guys are dating?"
"What did she get you?"
"Get out of my face before I send you guys to the South Branch." Enjin groans trying to walk away.
"Is she going to be ok? I've noticed she's been sneaking out more often." Riyo was hot on his tail, genuinely concerned.
Since her birthday you had been sleeping less and less, chasing tradesman for intel. This week alone you had slept a total of 20 hours, and that was the hours you lied to her about. In reality it was more like 10.
"She's fine!"
"No she isn't." Zanka looks disappointed. He didn't know what about the 'Wilis' and assumed this was only about your daughter, which in a way it was.
"She's a big girl, she'll live." Enjin entered the dining hall and sat next to Gris. "Right now she's sleeping and once she wakes up she will be as good as new."
"She's burning out." Riyo sits across from him twirling the hair pin you gave her. "I wish she would take a vacation."
"A good boyfriend would take her to a spa." Gris suggested.
"My hometown has bath houses that are really relaxing! Though you'd probably run into Kyouka..."
"I'd prefer to avoid your sister if I have Angel with me." His confession on Riyo's birthday still heavy on his mind. "Besides, not her boyfriend."
Enjin shoved food into his mouth. He was over such a trivial conversation, you were fine and if you weren't that was your issue.
It's about 7 at night when Enjin got back to his room. You hadn't woken up yet, wrapped tightly in his comforter like it'll run away from you. He set Umbreaker onto the desk and leaned over you lips brushing your temple.
"Angel... Ya gonna wake up soon?" He whispered.
Nothing. Not even a flicker in your expression. He backs away and grabs his towel heading into the shower. Enjin thought about using hot water but figured when you did wake up you planned to shower so he opted for a cold shower. It also helped clear his head as his thoughts kept landing back on you.
You infested his brain since you landed. He's recently even started sleeping with the window open to hear you late at night. The lullaby you sang was stuck in his head and he didn't even realize he was humming it to himself as he washed his body.
That is what eventually woke you up. The familiar melody that you'd sing to Lilith, the one your mother had sung to you, snapping you out of the dreamless sleep.
The water was turned off and Enjin wrapped the towel around his hips and light a cigarette. You hadn't moved from your position, just staring at the wall unblinking trying to figure how he knew that song.
When Enjin did round the bed it was to grab the sweater you made him. The smirk on his face forced your cheeks to warm.
"Evening sleeping beauty." He sat next to you on the bed and adjust the towel.
"What time is it?" Your voice was rough and you tried really hard not to look down.
"Bout 7:15 now." He blew the smoke towards the ceiling. "You still coming to the club with us?"
You scrunched your nose and pulled the blanket over your head. This is why you didn't want to sleep in here.
"Do I have to?"
"You don't. But I'd like for you to join me."
You poke your head out and notice he's wearing the sweater you made him. A heaviness landed on your chest.
"Zanka's worried about you." He slid on boxers under his towel, standing up in the process. "I told him you're fine but he isn't convinced." You nod and sit up stretching. Enjin tosses the towel on your head, putting on his pants. "How are you really doing?"
"When did you ask hard questions?" Pulling off the towel you see him studying you, cigarette hanging from his lips. "I'm not doing great."
"I could have told you that. I hear you singing at night."
"What? No you don't because I don't sing!"
He smirks, blowing smoke out. "Such a little liar. How does it go again?" Leaning into your space he softly hums the lullaby.
"I'm surprised you remembered it. Weed is suppose to fuck up someones memory." You poke him in the forehead looking away.
"Not mine it seems."
"Such a shame."
He grabs you chin forcing you to look at him. "I know you want to save people but from now on come over here when you can't sleep. It's exhausting hearing you cry at night."
"You don't like weak women."
"You aren't weak your grieving. Besides I can remedy the crying it you'd let me take care of you." His thumb brushes your jaw. "Now are you joining us tonight or should I plan to spend my birthday in here with you."
"Give me 30 minutes I want to put on some makeup." You get up, backing to the door.
"Shower, no make up." His back is towards you as he take another drag. "And wear an outfit that matches mine. It was cute on Riyo's birthday."
Exactly 30 minutes later Enjin was banging on your door. You opened it, hair slightly damp and bouncing to get your shoes on. First thing he noticed was you weren't wearing makeup like he requested. Second you wore a black sweater crop top and a wide legged gray pants.
"Hair down?" He asked, dimples on full display. You give him a look and pin it up to spite him. "Can't win them all." Offering you his arm he gestures down the hall. "Fashionably late is better than not showing up right?"
"The club opens at 9 we have so much dam time Poppins." You thread your arm through his. "Am I your date tonight?"
He chuckles and tilt his head towards you. "Only if you want to be. Though you do look good on my arm."
"I look good on every arm." You straighten your back and smile. "What about the chicks you like taking home. Your birthday would be a day you'd want to get laid."
He walks you down the stairs, his care free smile faltering slightly. The silence is palpable, did you upset him? No, he was thinking.
"I haven't been interested in meaningly sex since you arrived." There was honesty in his words. Enjin couldn't believe he was thinking this way. Someone peaking his interest? Most of his free time has been scavenging for another sphereite because he desperately wanted to kiss you.
"Such a shame." You avoid looking at him. Rounding the corner towards the main hall you remove your arm from his. "Sorry I fell asleep guys!"
"No problem. You look a lot better now." Semiu drapes an arm around your shoulder dragging you to the car. "Matching outfits huh?"
"Birthday boys request. Who am I to deny him."
She raises an eyebrow and shrugs. "Get me free drinks?"
"Do it yourself."
"But your so good at it!" Tomme teases as she pokes her head between you. "You trained one guy to get you bottles of wine."
"Yeah that's hard to do. If I'm being pimped for drinks I think Enjin is the one who deserves them." At the mention of his name, he winks at you. Gris and Corvus tug him away. "Nice of the boss to join us."
"Yeah he heard an office romance was blooming and had to join." Semiu climbs into the third row of the jeep. Tomme follows in after her.
"Har har. There's nothing going on." You whisper harshly before Enjin climbed in the back with you. "I'll stay sober tonight, you guys just take the drinks I get."
The both of them high five in victory. As you pull out of the garage, they ask you about the sweater and the inspiration, which you happily share. Enjin shows them the sleeves closer and you chew on your lip trying to hide the smile.
"Seems like yall getting serious." Semiu rest her elbows on her knees. "This sweater looks fucking complicated and like it took forever."
"It did." Your fingers graze the red swirling pattern as you stare at it. So many nights you would stay up just to finish in time. To not feel that grief that always crept in. The sweater was less for the cocky umbrella user and more for you. "I'm taking requests if anyone wants anything."
Enjin watches you. The glazed, far off look you get when your not fully present was subtle. You still looked tired, who really knows how much sleep you got down here. The car comes to a stop and you climb out too quickly. Fuck he was going to use every excuse to touch you tonight. His fingers brush your lower back when you glare at him.
"Why the third degree?"
"Guys don't buy drinks for taken women." You signal for the girls and back away. "Whiskey on the rocks? Go be a good boy and sit at our couch."
Good boy? Enjin didn't like how good that made him feel.
The girls followed in with you. The bouncer opened his arms and you have him a tight but friendly hug which set Enjin's blood boiling. Gris nudged him forward, directing him to the couch that you reserved the week prior. It always amazed him how well you adapted down here. It seemed effortless how you interacted with people in a care free flirtatious way that felt special for each person yet was so vague. An arm squeeze here, blowing a kiss there. You were looking for a sucker to buy his drink. Semiu and Tomme departed just as you got close, each woman taking a different position at the bar.
"Someone's a little green." Gris teased.
"Hard to be jealous if you never shoot your shot." Corvus chuckles next to him.
The bar was packed with people. There was no space for you to step in, though you whispered in a man's ear and he turned sideways giving you room. He had cuffs on the top of his ears and looked in his mid 30s. His hair was two-toned, indigo on top and white on the bottom. He didn't come across interested in you, at least not physically. His eyes kept shifting from your bangle to your knitting needles.
"Gorgeous accessories." His voice was deep.
"Thanks!" You smile but something about his blank stare set your intuition off. Run.. Run away. It softly whispered as you turned to a younger man behind you.
This guy seemed more eager to please you and was quick order you a drink. When it landed you subtly put the coaster on top of the drink. He seemed sad at the gesture and turned back to his friends. Determined to get Gris something you try to wave the bartender down.
"I like these needles." The first man said pulling both out of your hair. Without thinking you grab his hand, pushing it towards his neck to the tips press against his throat. "I'm sorry, did I strike a nerve?"
"Bold of you to grab things off my person." Your nails dig into his wrist. "Didn't your parents teach you not to touch things that don't belong to you?"
"I didn't really have parents."
"A shame."
The two of you get into a staring contest. It's cold and like he knows something he isn't suppose to. He slowly hands them back to you after a minute.
"Do you always beg for drinks?" The man says.
"I don't beg. I'm simply accepting drinks given."
"Rather pathetic, no?"
"Buy a girl a drink and see how ya feel then." You pick up the drink and back away.
"Before you go. Enlighten me Wilis..." He hedges. Your eye barely twitches and he smiles. "Do your friends know you kill people?"
"No, because I don't kill people."
"Ah right..." He chuckles with a shake of his head. "You force them to kill themselves. You do love your loopholes"
"Insulting an innocent woman is rude, no?"
"Don't act coy now. We both know your behind the death of those traffickers."
"You think they should be alive?" You look over at the couch to see the Cleaners watching you. Enjin paying attention as you put a hand behind your back and sign 'help.'
"I think a sphereite shouldn't be conducting acts of justice."
"Another accusation. Your evidence?"
"I have people who can get information."
"Pretty resourceful for a homeless guy." You lick your teeth. "Though you might want to check you informant."
"How can I protect myself if I'm ignorant." He tucks a piece of hair behind your ear. "I need someone like you on my team. Someone ruthless."
"Barking up the wrong tree darling." You tilt your head back. "I'm not up for grabs."
"What if I-"
"He bothering you?" Enjin looms over you eyes
The man smirked. "Just friendly conversation."
"Poppins I'm fine." You hand him the drink and point towards the group. "It was nice meeting you..."
"Zodyl. I'm sure we will meet again soon enough."
"I hope not." You mutter under your breath and walk towards the couch. "Thanks for the rescue, I needed it."
Though Enjin was still staring at the guy. A tug on his arm forces him to move with you. On the couch Semiu looks at you confused and you shrug.
"They are letting anybody into this bar." You try to joke but Zodyl kept staring at you. It made you feel incredibly uneasy.
"What did he want? I noticed he grabbed your vital instrument." Tomme sat down from her own trip to the bar.
"He was mistaking me for someone else."
"Touching you for no fucking reason too." Enjin huffed. "So disgusting I swear you should have taken off his damn hands."
You and the girls just look at him confused. Gris massages between his eyebrows and Corvus chuckles.
"You touch me all the time. Should I take off your hands as well?"
"That's different!" Enjin sips the whiskey irritated.
"How?"
"Because I'm hot and you like it?"
"I've never liked you touching me."
There was a small spark in his eye, a memory he wanted to bring up but bit his lower lip. He could get you flustered, tease you in front of everyone and prove you to be a liar. Though that wasn't going to win him any favors. Instead he nods, facing Gris and Corvus, changing the subject to an upcoming mission.
Tomme hummed, clearly catching on that Enjin did have a time in mind. She opted to talk about a romance book she recently read, which caught your attention as well.
Not long after Deek did make an appearance with Wendy beaming on his arm. He didn't hesitate to buy you a bottle of wine, thanking you for setting him up with her. Tomme ask how she was after the night she got drugged and Wendy couldn't help but gush about Deek taking care of her. It was sweet, they were both good people and looked good together. It did mean Deek wasn't easily to manipulate anymore but Wendy seemed to convince him to buy the table a few more bottles.
By the time you guys headed back Tomme and Semiu were so drunk you basically carried both women to their rooms. Gris offered to help with Tomme before she whined about wanting extra girl time. You dropped Semiu you off first and Tomme jumped onto your back.
"I hope I can have a partner to do romantic stuff like this with me one day." She mutters softly into your shoulder.
"It'll happen baby. For now pretend I'm your big strong husband." You adjust her and make your way through the halls. "One day remind me to tell you about Lilith's favorite play. I think the story would intrigue you."
"Tell it to me now!"
"We are not even a minute from your room. Besides your too drunk."
When you do get to her room you do help her inside and onto the bed. You grab her a glass of water and some medication for the morning from her bathroom before leaving. As you turn the corner towards your room, you notice Enjin standing between your rooms.
"Go to bed Poppins."
"Nah. Come lay with me. Let me take care of you."
"No." You fish your keys out of your pocket and start to unlock your door when he grabs your wrist. "You suck at listening."
"Can't get what you want when you listen." His voice was low as he leaned closer. "Going to deny the birthday boy?"
"It's past midnight so technically you aren't the birthday boy."
"I'll give you a massage."
"Bribery, isn't that sexy."
"Is it bribery if I really want to massage you?" He licks his lips before smiling.
"Go to sleep Enjin." You unlock the door and start to push it open.
"Join me for a smoke."
"I don't do that."
"It'll help you sleep." He steps closer. "Please?"
"I'll sit with you but I'm not staying or partaking."
Enjin pumps his fist in victory as you lock your door and walk to his. The bed was made so you sat on it and took of your shoes. He opens the window, lighting the joint you bought him.
"I can't wait till I find a sphereite." He sits next to you exhaling. "I'm kissing the shit out of you."
"Good luck. I hear they are a rare find."
"Then I will wait as long as it takes." He inhales the smoke again and reaches a hand out towards your leg.
"Your actually going to give me a massage?" You extend you leg with a smile. "It did feel good that one time." Tilting your head back you close you eyes as he rubs a thumb over your ankle.
"I'll take any excuse to touch you, Angel." He tugs you closer to him, rubbing small circles by your knee. "Sure you don't want a hit?"
"Doesn't that shit make you paranoid? I'll pass."
"It can. Though if this is what I think it is, you shouldn't feel that way."
"Maybe next time." You sink deeper into his pillows smiling. "You got the best pillows."
"I treasure my sleep."
"I can see that. You should start treasuring work though." You close your eyes enjoying the way his fingers dig into your flesh. "Semiu's been complaining about you not picking up your slack, yet your never here when I need to talk."
"You've been wanting to talk?" He exhales, laying next to you.
"I worry about the kids. Don't look to much into you."
He tsks softly, pulling one leg over his middle, essentially forcing you to cuddle him as he massaged your thigh. "Too late. I'm already imagining how pathetic you look trying to find me to confess your love." His smirks, flashing you with those dimples.
"Keep taunting me and I'll leave." Though your threat is empty as you cuddle into him. "Are you really spending your free time to look for a sphereite?"
Tension spreads through his chest. Taking another hit from the joint he stares into the ceiling, thinking how he should answer this. On the exhale he looks at you from the corner of his eye. "No. I've been exploring No Man's land to figure out why there have been more trashbeasts."
"That's all?"
His other hand stills on your thigh as he chuckles. "It's also where I go to clear my mind. It's... sentimental."
"You are a fucking idiot." You mutter.
Enjin finishes off the joint, letting silence settle between the two of you. He doesn't really end up giving you a massage, more used it as an excuse to hold you close to him as he drifted off to sleep. You stayed just long enough to watch his head loll to the side, gently untangling yourself from his hold. He only stirred slightly before rolling over and falling back asleep. Back in your room the grief settles deeply on your chest. You curl into your bed feeling the cold emptiness take over once again.
A/N: There are 100% spelling errors. I lowkey rawdogged this edit and did not recheck it like I normally do. I get so much joy from writing so if you didn't like it please shush unless it's constructive criticism on how to get better.
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I've been MIA for a hot minute but tonight I should have Mother Hen chapter 6 out. I started writing it then I got distracted with chapter 7 and life kinda hit me and I lost inspiration. I have the direction I want to go and can feel the editing/writing energy in my bones!
I've been MIA for a hot minute but tonight I should have Mother Hen chapter 6 out. I started writing it then I got distracted with chapter 7 and life kinda hit me and I lost inspiration. I have the direction I want to go and can feel the editing/writing energy in my bones!
To be honest I have complicated emotions with first one I'll written is Enjin. I'm excited because he is my favourite character in this serie, and also I'm confused because I have bunch of theories about him for I need to exclude this and try to analysis. I hope I don't say same thing again and again.
Before I started my analysis, I want to warn you that there may be triggering elements and descriptions. Also some part is my possibilities about his condition. Some parts can be wrong but I tried as much as possible it is right. (I deliberately left out the paired relationship analyses and the part about the tattoos because the analysis was longer than I intended (plus I was developing a theory about Enjin's tattoos).) So this is has my opinions about non-explanation parts. (This means you can be disagree with that analysis)
I would like to thank everyone who has patiently read this far, and everyone who will read it!!
So Let's start,
To be honest enjin can be one of the most complicated and contrast and myterious person in the gachiakuta (yes though his backstory is explained). In particular, the contrasts are far too extreme.
In his first appearence we are see impactful, weird maybe little bit loudmouth (why are you yelling when you're saying don't yell?) person. And even his first action is protect Rudo second thing is kick him and again put him mask on. You cannot understand he is enemy or ally or charlatan.
If Enjin is not open Umbreaker, Rudo would be crashed under the trashes.
He seems like he is going to lift him gently but then... he natırally kicked him and then again give him a mask.
If we look at his behavior as a whole, it seems very likely that he did this to expel the blood that had filled his lungs (note the panel focusing on the blood in his mouth)âespecially considering that he himself was suffering from Human Contamination Disease. I don't dig deeper about disease for now.
Then he chains Rudo up leaves him with the human traffickers. After that, he stops him and takes him to the clinic and out to eat (even give him morale) and give him money. But then we learn he sold Rudo's clothes. For the first 3â4 episodes, you literally keep reading, wondering, âWhat on earth is this man all about?â It creates an incredible sense of inconsistency regarding Enjin. But this also brings to surface many things that can be said about him.
1- He doesn't make proper explanation. He prefers to teach by experiencing everything firsthand. He pays no attention to explanations.
2- He doesn't hesitate to be called a scoundrel or a bad guyâor to act that way.
3- As soon as he does something that makes them trust him, he doesnât hesitate to shatter their expectations.
Actually, looking at the bigger picture, we know from the recent episodes that the root of this lies in his own past, but before we delve into his backstory, I want to clarify something.
By doing this, Enjin is actually teaching Rudo to use his own judgment to decide who to trust and who not to trust. And the interesting thing is that heâs been doing this without telling a single lie since we first met him. He said "He has no idea how to get up sphere" and it is not lie. Or he honestly said that the money came from his clothes. Or he wasnât lying when he told her, âIâll teach you what itâs like to live in this worldââeven though heâd left her in the hands of human traffickers... If we set aside the ethical issues, the bottom line is that Rudo saw just how corrupt the Ground had become and witnessed his hatred for the Sphere. (He is hiding somethings, not lying don't mess about its differences please.)
But this first glaring inconsistencyâa backstory that was meant to explain the sceneâwas literally thrown in our faces in last chapeters. As far as Iâm concerned, it reinforced my belief that some of his cheerful demeanor was just a mask.
We just analyzed his first appearence. Okay, so why is Enjin like that? Let's get down to that now. It's the most trigger part so I need to warned. To be honest, I wasn't expect slavery system or Enjin is a slave. And (because of there is no info about how he end up that orphanage, I make speculation) unfortunately I believe he is sold by his family when he just baby (I don't believe he left when he is little child). so his first experience of reality was that filthy orphanage. His world consisted entirely of that dilapidated place. Just look at these covers.
There is enourmous neglects. Thereâs a scene where we can be certain that something like childrenâs rights simply doesnât exist. When we look at the covers, I think this is the first time we see the full extent of it (if Iâm not mistaken, we didnât see this level of representation of a terrible place in *Ground*, even though every place looks a bit run-down). Thereâs no shelter, no hygiene, and Iâm certain thereâs no access to food. Even if Enjin hadnât explicitly stated that it was an orphanage, I would have been convinced that they were just a handful of homeless children taking shelter in an abandoned house.
The outside of the building is no different from the orphanage. Itâs just as dilapidated and filthy. Wherever this place is, itâs definitely the filthiest spot in the Groundâat least for now. And this was the entirety of Enjinâs world. Imagine that your world was like this from the moment you were born until you were about 10 or 12 years old. Itâs easy to jump to the conclusion that whatâs dirty is bad and whatâs clean and orderly is good. A child whose entire world consists of this filthy area would naturally assume, with a childâs mind, that whatâs clean and orderly is good.
The tragic one was he and the other slave children are also part of this spot. And unfortunately they're marked with that arm tattoo. The proof that they are immortally slave. I reasearch about nearly 2-3 days and it is really disgusting that I found. (First my major is not psychology but I have interest so if there is wrong info sorry about that). About his place in hiearachy he is lower that a piece of trash. there is a order like slave < trashs < normal human (according to my inference). Enjin is someone who has been subjected to systematic dehumanization ever since birth. He has a physical presence, but that presence amounts to nothing more than an object to be used by others. It's like you don't want to lost your ware and you just write on name on.
And more heartbreaking part is Enjin has no proper name. Thay put their marks on children but they can't give a proper name. How ironic.
He said that his magic spell name came from "his parents and caretaker". This also shows a lot and any of them is not good. I said he become dehumanizate as systematically but it is not only. (I say he but we can talking about slaves) His lack of normal name can causes identity diffusion. Name is defined what we are. It is our indispensable part. Lack of its causes identity problems. He can not define himself. "Who is Endoareilychimaillastsalli..." is not person someone imagine him. He also cannot prove existence of himself. A situation in which one cannot prove oneâs own existence... Unable to found an answer to the question âWho am I?â, one naturally turned into an indifferent, empty shell. Did his indifference to naming himself in this part make sense to him now?
However tradegy is he is hold on to this 50+ letter name tightly. He already didn't have any right on his body his existence. He just hold on to ridiculously long name and hide in but for that exchange he sacrifice his physical body that has long since been stripped of its sense of belonging. Maybe it is too couragously explanation but unfortunately it's seems like that to me. There's nothing he can do but settle for the lesser of two evils.
I know explanation of his backstory is too long but still there is things that we need to mentioned two part about. Because of his characterization is came from here and it is his lowest point, I handle this as detailed. All of writing about this is generally his collapse of identity and cognitive. But unfortunately there is two part as I said before. He has no right any word about his own body.
He has no right any word about his own body. No one can convince me that there isnât a case of abuseâother than neglectâin a situation like this. Enjin has already been stripped of his sense of bodily ownership by the tattoos. Enjin has already been stripped of his sense of bodily ownership because of his tattoos. Furthermore, as a child who already objectifies himself, itâs clear from his own wordsâeven while talking to Altoâthat he doesnât see himself as a human being.
This part little bit my opinions what happened in that orphanage. But to be honest, I canât imagine anyone being able to silently accept the identity crisis and loss of bodily agency that Enjin is experiencing. For this reason, in addition to the psychological abuse thatâs already taking place, we can imagine an environment where physical abuseâand even sexual abuse, considering that Enjin is attracted to women yet feels uncomfortable around themâmight be occurring. In other words, Enjin was a foul-mouthed, brash kid, but when his past is brought up, he becomes incredibly subdued and starts to seem detached (pay special attention to the part where he talks about his name).
In other words, this child canât even handle the simple arguments among his roommatesâarguments that might seem like childish squabbles. After doing a bit of research, I came across the following framework. Enjin isnât in an environment where he feels safe; the closest place is his own room, and even arguments thereâeven if theyâre childishâcould be seen as letting danger into that safe space. At the same time, if thereâs abuse, it could stem from his belief that danger will come to âfixâ this âdisorder.â And an environment where neglect or violence could be present at any moment might have made him overly sensitive. Depending on how distressed (or frightened) this situation has made him feel, he may feel the need to secretly escape and find someone who can improve his circumstancesâeven at the cost of ignoring the potential consequences. But we know it is not resulted well.
Enjin says that " it turned into a slave market because of him." but I don't think it is normal orphanage before he found that man. Because the little childrens who even cannot be known what is tattoo has tattoo on their front arm. Even if the childlren are young, the element of consent is disregarded, and the childâs physical boundaries are violated (Iâm making these comments by adapting the context on the covers to the situation.). However the point is when Enjin says that because of me they are sold, but I feel like he try to is cover up before this changing. What made me think of this he has too guilt (even his purpose is become rescueing the slave children) and because of that, he is avoiding previous situation.
As a last part, Enjin who is he has no say in his body, Enjinâs sense of guilt is so intense that he is even taking responsibility for things that arenât his fault. Especially he is not talking about the condition of there. We know this because of chapter cover. He just said he is sick of his roommates' fight. Then everything just roll over. Even he is not answered he is sold or not. And I was read about an analysis that he is sold but due to his survivor's guilt he did'nt answer. And I agree with that. Everyone and everything is important except him.
So much so that he even takes responsibility for the wrongdoings of adults. I had mentioned earlier that, because he lives in that neighborhood, he might perceive the dirty as evil and the clean as a good person. And thatâs exactly what Enjin does. With a childâs mind, he explains the situation to a clean, well-dressed man, and the man transforms his home into a âcleanerâ place. A place that had become a clean but secret slave market. His previous caregivers (who, I suspect, also rented out their own children to others) were part of that filthy place and neglected him. But Enjin took on the responsibility and set out to find a solution. The solution he found seemed to be the opposite of what the caregivers did, but in the end, it turned into nothing more than a cleaned-up, beautified âhuman store.â Enjin took on the adultsâ greed as if it were his own fault, and in the end, this sense of guilt drove him to the point where he wanted to take his own life.
The place he went toâwhether to escape or to commit suicideâis also quite interesting. Itâs a desolate wasteland (I donât know the English translation) where the most dangerous trash beasts live, and where he could die from air pollution even if he didnât get caught by them. If he died there without being poisoned, he would have rotted away next to the trash. If a trash monster had torn him apart, there wouldnât have been a single usable part left of his bodyâand considering his indifference toward the dead trash monster, it seems that was his intention. Itâs as if it were his final effort to prove his bodily ownership. Until Alto showed up, saved Enjin, and thwarted his decision regarding his own existence.
While Enjin tries to maintain his arrogance in his speech, you can sense his indifference and the helplessness he has learned through years of exposureâespecially when he tells Alto, âSell me to someone whoâll give me a proper name.â But Alto does the opposite: he restores Enjinâs objectified, dehumanized state by giving him a beautiful name and sparking the flame that will create a new purpose.
But the key point is that he didnât completely remove the name that Enjin clung to so tightly; instead, it shortened it and transformed it into something beautiful (This was mentioned in an analysis I read.Unfortunately I cannot found.) It doesnât invalidate that part of its identity it has clung to helplessly for years; instead, it beautifies it and transforms it into a part it can love. It sparked the tiny spark that reignited the embers that were about to die out. Finally, he gives him an object to hold onto, with the primary purpose of âprotecting him from the rain with an umbrella (the precious Umbreaker).â It is the first thing that belongs to him.
When we see Enjin a year later, we see that he has overcome his aimlessness and helplessness. We encounter a child who has begun to reclaim himself and restore his identityâone who doesnât hesitate to stand up to his superiors. Of course, the scars of his past arenât going to heal in such a short time, but he has at least regained a sense of belonging and has begun to set goals for himself in life. He has, quite literally, risen from the ashes.
But the traces of his past are still there. Heâs working multiple jobs at once in an effort to gain his independence (by covering up his tattoos) and is trying to pay off his debt to Alto and thank him. Heâs building connections, but at the same time, heâs portrayed as someone whoâs overly fixated on being self-sufficient. And rightly so. In general, heâs guarded and cautious around adults (like how he immediately questions his mentor during their conversation. I know this has a bit to do with Enjinâs character, but it makes sense when you consider that his character was shaped by his past.).
Heâs still guarded, but heâs started to find his place in life. Heâs still wary of getting into debt, but he has a few good connections and people he can trust. The one thing we know for certain about this period is that heâs working as a lighthouse keeper, so there isnât much else to mention. But in my opinion, Enjin is deeply loyal to those whoâve done him favorsâhe waited 15 years in the Wasteland for the man who saved him (he found his son). And it seems heâs also maintained his relationship with Alice for those same 15 years; he seems quite happy when he talks about her. Also, take a look at Enjinâs facial expression when he mentions Alice.
(Even Zanka and Riyo find this situation weird and Enjin's explanation hides in implying of Alice is like admiration.)
He doesnât like being in debt, but when he is (if he trusts the personâand I think heâs put a lot of effort into building that trust before reaching this point), he remains grateful to the very end and helps out as much as he can. Keeping an eye on Rudo (which isnât really anything special) or having them come to Alice for treatment is a way of bringing in clients. He might also be the one who set up jobs for Eisha and August. (especially when we know Eisha is part of Akuta).
He began to heal his wounds, take steps toward recovery, and work on self-improvement. Considering where he came from, the fact that he was able to pull himself together so quickly in such a short time reflects both an incredible struggle to gain independence and the fact that he has begun to do things for himself without fear. He started to become self-sufficient (unless Urana explains it, no one can convince me that Alice didnât teach him madical knowledge and basic things like cooking)
For now, we don't have how he attend the Cleaners or which team he was in before he became captain of Akuta etc. (I guess he went to for job) In my opinion he can be from Team Front and (or) Team Danger. Akuta, on the other hand, could be a new team he founded. To be honest because of the flashback we see him with Corvus, even if the team isn't on Team Front, I'm inclined to think that it was Corvus who taught him the ropes.
We don't know also how was when his first times with the Cleaners. Maybe he is like Zanka he just try to prove probably pushing himself too hard to prove that he's useful (Well... he was worked couple jobs when he was 13-14). I can see it can be. But know I don't want to speculate too much about what happened up until Akuta's founding.
I think that as he reached a certain level of maturity and began to stand on his own, he also started helping other children. âStray Collector EnjinââEnjinâs purpose in life is to be a pillar of support for others like him, someone they can hold onto. When I heard that nickname, the first thing I thought was that it couldnât have come about simply because he took Riyo and Zanka under his wing.
Enjin most likely gives priority to finding jobs for those with âGiverâ potential and keeps them close (considering that society doesnât view Givers favorably and that Givers are generally seen as âbrokenâ). But it may also be extending a helping hand to ordinary kids, helping them find jobs so they can build a life in the city. Enjinâs approach to mentoring is centered on âhelping them reach a point where they can generally solve their own problems and become independent.â
This actually shows Enjin's incredible progress on his path to recovery. He's no longer just trying to pay off his debts or support himself; he's becoming the one who ignites that spark for others. But serious wounds always leave scars, just like the coping mechanisms we see through Enjin's cracks.
He keeps his cards close to him, even his closest friends have no idea about his past or his name. We can interpret this as stemming from his inability to fully trust anyone; or rather, that he only trusts those he wants to trust. Look at his interaction with Fu.
I think Fu is present in most of the rare moments when we see him this displeased. It may or may not be related to his past as a slave, which is why he chose his master. But one thing is certain: Enjin is pessimistic and on guard against everyone in the world except those he chooses to trust and his immediate circle.
He doesn't easily give his trust to anyone. Also, Enjin is a dramatic person who reacts exaggeratedly (you already know his reactions). Actually, these exaggerated reactions might be related to situations where he can't express himself. In addition, his reactions are generally limited to excitement, displeasure, etc. We never see him sad or angry (or rather, the only time we see him like that is when he yells at Rudo in the early episodes).
He keeps his reactions quite limited. I think this might be related to his depression, because even in dead ends, he tries to connect with something by smiling. It's not like classic depression, not very emotionless, but a more active and actually more dangerous kind (especially we think about his passive suicide behaviors).
In addition to his shallow reactions, Enjin generally has problems with acting childish or being unable to keep his mouth shut. Enjin's inability to keep his mouth shut is a kind of self-defense and rebellion, but unfortunately, it also causes him to mess things up in the most absurd places, like in the Amo situation. His childishness, considering his past, seems like something he does to compensate for the childhood he couldn't have. And this actually makes him seem dumber than he is.
He acts like he is idiot but he is smart and wise than he showed. This can be about he need to hiding his qualifies for not sold when his slave. The demand for skilled slaves is higher. (I even think he might have deliberately kept himself ignorant for a while. ) Already I said he don't trust out world except his safe places. So it is normal to show himself just unserious stupid charlatan. I don't try to draw perfect character but about Enjin his cover up everything himself but sometimes he is allows to himself to appear. I this situations became more confused and causes which part is his trueself.
Sometimes he is mature and sometimes he is just like 4-year-child. generally these are what I try to shows his flaw due to but I have one mentioned but it is more like how he is deal with trauma triggers?
The reason I call it a trauma trigger is because the things he dislikes are generally somehow connected to his past. I don't need to explain why he dislikes rain (the man's jinki is an umbrella). But the interesting part is that rather than disliking women and children, he feels an discomfort with women and children who "high-maintance."
I think Enjin's inability to get along with children in general might be related to his experiences and behavior in the orphanage, such as punishing a child for crying a lot. He might be tense because the consequences come to mind as a learned pattern. However, it's a bit difficult to say the same thing about women. It's true that Enjin canonically likes women (please don't use this as a shipping or other conversation topic), but he's also uncomfortable with high-maintenance women. This seems to have two possible reasons:
1- It could be because his caretakers were generally women. He might have been punished if he didn't do what was asked of him.
2- Or his owner(s) were women, and it was normal for them to demand many things from their slave. He presents himself as someone who gets frustrated over trivial matters (can be including sexual abuse especially considering Enjin is a fairly handsome boy).
That's why the excuse of him running to brothels at night seems strange to me (I think it sounds like he's using it to gather intelligence, especially if he's planted kids himself). By the way, I'm not saying this to invalidate the idea that Enjin is a womanizer, it just seemed odd when it was said so suddenly.
Finally, he presents himself in a disheveled way. Sloppy, messy clothes, tattoos all over his body, a cigarette always in his hand, messy hair⊠he looks like a careless vagabond. With his unsettling appearance, he gives off a "stay away" vibe at first glance. Actually, he sets the distance himself. He can be overly tactile to those he wants to approach. But generally, he presents himself in a way that prioritizes himself. An image you wouldn't dare approach unless he took the first step. This could be part of his defense, and also to prevent people from trusting him based on his clean appearance (if he had one), just like little Enjin once did. However unfortunately he doesn't care himself still. Everyone still important than him (like ch 167).
In short, Enjin is shaping his current life from the hell of his past, doing everything he can to prevent others from experiencing the horrors he himself endured. He does this by supporting them and helping them stand on their own two feet, not by sheltering them in a safe place. He may be ruthless, but the world is ruthless. Even though the wounds of his past subtly permeate his every action, he doesn't hesitate to be a refuge for others. He may be a troublemaker, an immature man who can't keep his mouth shut, but he can also be intelligent, knowledgeable, and mature. He's a man of complete contradictions, and he doesn't shy away from carrying his flaws.
Enjin is represented by a lion (I agree with this, and it was also shown in the official art), but in my opinion, Enjin is more like a phoenix that has hit rock bottom and found the courage to rise from the ashes. He was broken once, but he continued on even stronger.
Today on things that triggered Enjinâs cuteness aggressions was your laugh.
Not the loud one where you sometimes snorted so hard Enjin thought you might suffocate. Nope. It was that soft, breathy little one that spilled out of you when one of the others said something stupid. A quiet hnh followed by that warm, airy giggle that made your shoulders lift and your eyes squint just a tiny bit.
Wait. Back to Enjin and his cuteness aggressions. He never had them before with anyone, but with you. Oh boy. That man is totally gone for you so sometimes they just broke out, and usually he could mask them. Tonight however was a whole different story. He was already buzzing from some beer and his heart warm from being surrounded by his unharmed you and friends after a rough mission.
Now add that with you wearing his shirt. You letting out these sweet giggles. You blushing. You you you. Well, you had Enjin being full of extra love.
So. He froze completely.
Before he head been leaning back, cigarette tangling lazily between his fingers. The conversations around him blurred to one and he was only half listening. But the second that sound hit him, something in his chest snapped.
That was dangerous. Very dangerous. You wonât be safe anymore.
His jaw tightened. His fingers curled. The cigarette bent slightly under the pressure.
What the hell was that?, he asked himself like he didnât know.
Oops, you did it again.
Another laugh filled his ears. This one was a little brighter and more open. In return his entire body jolted like it was under attack.
Man was about to go nuclear.
We talk about tensed shoulders, teeth clenched so hard they might fall out, and his free hand came up to drag down his face like he was physically trying to contain something.
Youâre soâ
He cut the thought off immediately.
No. Nope. Absolutely fucking not. Not here.
There were people around. His crew and friends. Idiots who would tease him for the next ten business days if he suddenly lost his fucking mind over you sounding cute.
So Enjin did what Enjin always did.
He shook it off. He pretended. He tried to act cool⊠it lasted for about thirty seconds.
Because suddenly you leaned a bit closer and found it was about time to put your head against his shoulder. All while you still talked so casually and comfortably. So fucking unaware of the effect you were having on him.
Fuck, he loved you so much.
Heâd like to say the danger was over for the moment, but then you laughed again. (when did Semiu get so funny, huh?).
Whatever. You laughed again, all adorable, and this time Enjin even felt that laughter.
Enjin inhaled sharply through his nose. His entire body locked up. This was it.
Oh my fucking god.
His knee started bouncing. His fingers twitched. His jaw clenched so hard it almost broke.
This was bad. This was really bad.
Now that feeling wasnât only in his chest. It also was in his hands. In his arms. In that awful, terrible, overwhelming urge crawling under his skin that made him want to grab you. And he wouldnât be gentle about it.
He wanted shake you a little. Bite your cheek. Press his face into your neck and growl about how cute you are until it stopped hurting.
His grip tightened around the cigarette until the ash fell off. Someone was talking to him. He didnât hear a word.
You said his name. And along with it, you made that tiny, questioning noise. Soft, curious, just for him.
He snapped.
âYouââ his voice came out rough.
Everyone looked at him. To be fair - if they wouldnât know Enjin and that he worshipped the ground you walked on they wouldâve gotten between you. Now they were just curious.
You blinked up to him, all big eyes. âYeah?â
Cute. Adorable. Gorgeous. Beautiful. His his his.
That was it - the cherry on fucking top.
Enjin stood up so abruptly his chair scraped loudly against the ground.
âI need a second.â
Riyo, Gris, Semiu - anyone who knew him better knew that the control in his voice was faked. You knew it the best. But before anyone could say anything, his hand wrapped around your wrist and he pulled you up with him.
âCome here.â
He was out of control. You barely had time to React before he dragged you a few steps away, out of earshot, into a narrow space between walls. His hands immediately came up to cup your face as he stared you down.
âWhat is wrong with you,â he muttered almost pained, thumbs pressing into your cheeks as he squished your face enough to make your lips pout.
âWhat?â you stared at him startled.
âThat laugh,â he cut in immediately, eyes sharp accusing you of⊠well. âStop that.â
You blinked again. âMy laugh?â
âYeah, your laugh,â he snapped, but there was no real bite to it. He was frustrated and wound too tight. âYou keep doing it.â
You let out a small, confused huh, and that only made it worse. His grip tightened instantly.
âSee? That. That thing.â god, he was growling at his girl. âDonât do that in front of me.â
âWhy?â you smiled all happily, because your clever brain slowly caught on.
Smiling. He stared at you like you had just made everything ten times worse which, honestly, you had. Now his chest felt like it was going to cave in.
âBecause I canâtââ he stopped himself, jaw tightening again. His thumbs pressed harder into your cheeks, squishing your face a little more. âI canât deal with it.â
Another soft, but helpless, laughter escaped you. In return Enjin gave you a strangled noise.
And then he gave up.
His forehead dropped against yours, his hands still holding your face in place as he exhaled sharply.
âYouâre so fucking cute itâs actually pissing me off,â he muttered completely serious. âI wanna bite you.â
âThatâs not very nice, Enjin,â you giggled softly.
âI donât care,â he shot back immediately, lifting his head to look at you again, eyes dark and intense. âYou did this.â
You huffed another tiny laugh - obviously finding joy in his misery.
Mistake.
His hand slid from your cheek to the back of your neck, pulling you close to⊠nip at your cheek. Of course not hard, but enough to make his point.
âEnjin!â
âTold you,â he hummed against your skin, clearly not sorry at all.
His grip softened a little after that, thumb brushing over your cheek where heâd bitten you, like he was soothing something heâd caused himself.
âSeriously. Donât do that again,â he said. âOr at least warn me first.â
Because next time he wasnât sure heâd manage to walk away before losing it completely.
âmy girlâs gotta relaxâ | Enjin x Reader SMUT
warnings: fluff, reader is described as a girl, smut, oral sex, doggy style, spanking, choking, rough handling, cussing, cream pie.
perhaps you should have listened to your charming, amazing, and oh, so handsome boyfriend.
but, when did you ever do that?
it certainly wasnât now, and it certainly was not going to start now. you were a cleaner; work needed to be done around the cities, and the cities needed to be cleanedâ, trash beasts needed to be taken care of, the children of the cleaners needed to be taken care of.
but, did that stop enjin from constantly nagging in your ear:
âya gotta relax some, girl.â
âgo lay down, iâll put the brat to bed-â (rudo).
ây/n i swear to fuck-â
nevertheless, you never listened to him.
and thatâs why you were in the predicament you were in now, laying in bed, absolutely dying. your muscles were beyond soreâŠeverything hurt. maybe you really did overdo it during this latest battle.
but, trash needed to be cleaned. and, that was just your duty.
a soft groan left your lips as you moved your body just a little bit on the hard-firmness that was yours and enjinâs mattress. godâŠmaybe when you got the money, you could get a fluffier, softer one. until then, you could only dream of one.
âya over did it again, huh girly?â your brows furrowed instantly, thoughts cut off quickly at the familiar sound of a gruff voice coming from the bedroom door way.
fuck.
you slowly twisted your neck, gazing over your shoulder at enjin with a scowl on your face. âi didnât overdo shit-â you winced at the feeling of your calf muscle tightening in the familiar way that it does when you get the most god-awful charlie-horse known to man.
âgodd-â you groaned loudly, whining as you reached down to grip your poor calf as it tightened up, the muscle spasming as you whined.
a laugh left enjinâs lips. carefully, the tall man moved, moving to sit down on the edge of the bed as he carefully pulled your aching leg into his body. he rubbed gentle circles into the skin of your calf, pouting childishly as he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to it.
âmaybe youâre getting old, y/n,â you swatted at enjin almost instantly. âiâm not getting old, enjin..â you huffed.
âyouâll feel like it if ya keep over working yourself the way you are.â his touches on her legs were light, almost like a feather as he continued to gently rub small circles into them. enjin meant well. perhaps he didnât say the right things, or say what he meant with the right toneâbut all he wanted was the best for you.
âmy girls gotta relaxâŠâ his voice was soft as he leaned down, laying his head against the soft plush of your stomach as he continued to gently massage your calves. âyouâre so tenseâŠusually you ainât even this tense after weâve done fucked-â
your face flushed red at the zero shame enjinâs words had.
âdonât say that so loud-â
âwhy? ainât nobody listeninââŠnot like rudoâs in the walls or somethinâ.â you rolled your eyes at his poor joke about the poor boy.
âjust keep massaging, enjin..â your words were soft as enjin sat up, carefully moving your body so that you lay on your stomach. he smiled a bit, moving behind your form to sit on the ends of your feet, both legs on either side as he leaned down to the small of your back, and applied a little pressure to your aching bones.
âalways liked this position.â enjinâs voice seemed to drop low as he spoke, continuing to rub gentle circles into your aching body.
âreally now?â your eyebrows raised just a bit, the ghost of a smile appearing on your face as you closed your eyes, letting out a soft moan, half for show and half for appreciation at the marvelous massage your loving boyfriend was giving you. âwhat makes you like it so much, enjâŠâ your voice trailed off once you felt his large hands move down lower on your body; settling on the shape of your ass.
âeasy access to your cunt, anâ your ass.â god, he was so straightforward with his words.
you could feel your panties dampen as you felt enjinâs hands gently massage your ass, you could feel his eyes on your body, staring at you, waiting for any indication for him to stop.
a few minutes passed before enjin slowly reached his hands down either side of your cleaner uniform skirt, before he tugged it down your legs, gently pulling the piece of cloth and your panties as well off, revealing your bare skin.
enjin raised an eyebrow. he could feel his cock hardening up as he raised his hand back, slapping your left ass cheek hard, before delivering the same service to the other one.
a moan left your lips at the mix of pain and pleasure; both feelings going straight to your now glistening core.
he smirked. âdidja like that, baby?â god, he knew you loved it when he spanked you. he reeled his hand back again, delivering another spank to your ass before he leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to each reddening print.
âyeaâŠyou love that, huh?â god, his voice alone was enough to make you cum.
âyes baby-â your voice was soft as you spoke, face flushing as you wiggled your ass back just a little bit.
big hands moved under your stomach, moving you to be on your hands and knees as enjin lifted you up just a bit. he moved down, golden orbs inspecting the slick gathering at your lips.
âthink iâll have to take a bite of this, huh baby~?â
fuck.
in mere seconds, enjinâs face was between your thighs, licking up the slick that spilled from your pusst lips. his eyes rolled into the back of his head at the taste of you. fuck, you were so good.
a high-pitched moan left your lips, eyebrows furrowing in pleasure as you reached a hand back, grasping at the back of enjinâs head and forcing him deeper into your wet pussy.
he lapped hungrily, moaning to himself as he slurped up your taste. his lips found center around your clit, sucking it harshly into his mouthânose practically buried in your cunt.
âfuck~ enj-â he reached a hand up, slapping harshly at your ass, continuing his assault on your bare pussy.
when enjin got hungry, he got hungry.
you couldnât interrupt him, or pull him away from your aching cunt even if you wanted to. he was like an animal in heat, not once leaving what he wanted.
your ass bounced back against enjinâs face, pussy grinding against his nose and mouth as he buried himself deeper; your juices practically oozing off of his chin as he dipped his tongue into your opening, he was practically tongue-fucking your cunt.
fuck, you felt like you were going to cum, and enjin could feel it. he could feel it in the way your walls tightened around his tongue as he continued to fuck your pussy with it, moving it in and out, in and out, over and over again. it felt so good; your legs were shaking as you continued to push back into enjinâs face, continuing to moan loudly as you felt the rush of your orgasm spill over you.
your mouth hung open, eyes rolling into the back of your head as enjin continued to slurp up his meal rather happily. he gave a few final kitten-licks before he finally pulled away from your shaking form.
a few minutes passed before big fingers found there way around your body, moving down to rub gentle circles into your clit. electricity moved through your body, shaking as you let out a jittery moan.
fuck, you could feel tears in your eyes.
all enjin had to do was eat your pussy and you were reduced to absolute slutty-ness. he knew that too. enjin wasnât dumb.
âthink you can take my cock, mommy?â your ears picked up the sound of a belt buckle being undone, lazy circles continued to get rubbed into your clit before enjin pulled away; moving to stand up by the bed and pull his pants and boxers off.
his cock sprung up, hitting the edge of his v-line. slick pre-cum dripped down his red tip as he gently stroked at his veiny cock.
no matter how many times you had taken enjinâs cock, it was always such a surprise to see how big it was all over again. you could feel your walls clench around nothing as enjin moved back onto the bed, moving to rest behind your body.
âdidja hear meâŠ? think you can take this cock, mommy?â his voice was low as he asked his question all over again.
you bit your lip, whining as you pushed your hips back against his cock, grinding your wet cunt against it with a loud moan. âplease babyâŠplease fill me upâŠtake care of your girl..â
âyea? want me to take care of you and make you relax..?â he voice was soft as he rubbed the tip of his cock between your folds, biting his lip because of how warm and wet it was.
you let out sharp gasps each time his cockhead caught against your clit, god you looked so pitiful, practically begging for your cunt to be destroyed.
âyes babyâŠplease, please please-â a loud gasp left your lips at the feeling of enjin slamming his cock hard inside of your pussy.
you swear you could see stars.
âfuckkkk~ enjin!â you cried out, gasping as you moved back against his cock almost instantly , bouncing your ass back against it. fuck, you were doing all of the work for him!
enjin bit his bottom lip, leaning back as he watched your ass grind back against his hips, sinking his cock deeper and deeper into your pussyâfuck, was he in your stomach?
a large hand reached around, placing a hand on your lower stomach and pushing down, he smirked at the feeling of an imprint moving inside.
âya feel me in your tummy, baby~?â he smiled as he felt you continue to move back against his cock, causing it to thrust in and out of your beautiful, tight pussy.
you moaned in response, gasping as you reached back. in an instant, enjinâs hands were grasping both of your wrists, pressing you down into the mattress as he fucked into your cunt hard, soft moans left his throat as he stared down, watching as his cockhead disappeared between the curve of your ass into your pussy.
fuck, you had enjin in such a damn chokehold.
you were his girl, and he knew that.
and he knew that you knew that as well with the way your pussy clenched so tightly around his thick cock.
his thrusts sped up, feeling your pussy continue to tighten around his dick, he grinned. âya gonna cum baby~? gonna cum on my cock?â fuck, his voice waa so fucking hot.
you moaned once more in response, gasping loudly as you cried out. âenjin, fuckâ r-right there! right there, right there!â oh fuck, enjin could feel his dick harden inside of you even more.
âyea? right there baby?â his thrusts abused that spot; a smirk growing on his face as he reached his left arm around your shoulders, and around your neck.
he locked your head into a headlock, pushing you back against himâchoking you as he continued to fuck up into your spot.
âgoddamn your pussyâs so fucking wet-â
âfuck..ur gonna milk my cock for everything baby~â
âgonna cum all up in that pussy..â
fuck, enjinâs words were so nastyâso hot. it didnât take long for a loud moan to leave your lips, gasping, you came, hard on enjinâs cock.
a few more rough thrusts, and enjin followed after. hot ropes of cum shot out of his cock, right into your cunt.
your face was flushed red, body covered in sweat as you practically went limp in his hold. moving to lay you down, enjin carefully pulled out of your pussy, smiling, he moved to lay down right beside you.
âtold ya you gotta relaxâŠâ
you rolled your eyes, hitting at his chest playfully, before curling up into him.
â..love you-â your voice was soft, quiet as enjin carefully pulled the blanket on the bed over your naked bodies.
A/n: Hey.. hi.. so yeah um I lowkey hate this chapter. I had an idea and I ran with it (genuinely usually write 2-3 different ideas and end up with 10-15 different drafts). I'm not in love with this chapter it feels a little repetitive but I've worked on it long enough where not I'm not having fun! Next chapter with Enjin's birthday and reader feeling some type of way about him.
Inspos:
@minyisa (Enjin x. Isekai Supernatural Reader)
@blkkizzat (MDNI: Size Queen reader)
@spaceysydney No Regrets (Inspo for Too Lily concert move up)
Synopsis: Riyo's birthday trip! The cleaners get to meet Too Lily and Enjin and reader kiss???? Nah but they get close.
C/W: Implied killing. Some sexual tensions MDNI. If I missed anything let me know. I AM USING THE MANGA FOR SOME REFERENCE SO ALWAYS KNOW THERE MIGHT BE A SPOILER FROM THAT!!!
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It didn't surprise Riyo that Enjin accompanied you to the garage. She had become accustom to him following you like a lost puppy but the air between you two buzzed with excitement. It made Riyo suspicious as you handed her the sealed envelope. She took it, making an 'adults are weird' look, before opening it. Her thumb slid under the wax seal when a blindly flash of light floods the room.
"My dear Riyo, I would like to personally invite you and 2 guests to join me for tomorrow night's concert!" A small illusion of Too Lily stood at the top. She was dressed in a brillant white dress with feathers. "I also would love if you guys arrived early to get an exclusive backstage tour by yours truly! Hope to see you soon. Ta ta!" The illusion does a back flip disappearing with a pop.
The three of you stood frozen in place. Enjin and Riyo stared at each other, jaws slack as low pitched squeals escape the two of them. You almost passed out from relief.
"T-too Lily..." Her green eyes meet yours. "For my birthday I get to see... no MEET Too Lily."
"Surprise!" She crashes into you, squeezing you so tightly you are sure she breaks a rib. Peaking over at Enjin, he hasn't moved from his spot, blinking in disbelief. You return the hug, a hand rubbing her back. "Now I know it's your birthday and I should have consulted you first but I asked Enjin to come with us. I can tell him to kick it if you want someone else to come."
"No both of you coming is perfect." She smiles up at you. "That way I get to celebrate with my family." Now it was your jaw's turn to go slack as she turn towards Enjin. "Isn't she amazing! Though I have to repack for tomorrow." Riyo looks at her bag tentatively.
You shake your head, pulling yourself out of shock. "Don't worry about your outfit for tomorrow I got that covered. Though if you want extra makeup now is the time to grab it." She shakes her head. "Perfect than!" You take her bag from her, loading it into the back. A wave of appreciation fills your chest as you notice Enjin had used both your bags to hide the gifts last night.
"Enjin?" Riyo asked poking his arm. "What's wrong with him?"
You inspect Enjin, waving a hand in front of his face hoping for a reaction. "He's more shocked then you and found out last night."
"Maybe kiss him. That always works in the stories you read to Dear and the other kids." Riyo starts to climb in the car.
"I didn't know the big kids were listening to those stories." You tease. "Though you apparently don't listen well enough because the kiss must be one of true love." Slipping a hand into his jacket pocket, you grab the keys. "If he won't move we will just leave him here."
The keys barely leave his pocket when be grabs your wrist.
"Wait! Wait I'm back. Sorry the shock sent me into another world." You and Riyo share a smile. "Next stop Too Lily!"
Enjin drove a lot better than you expected. The rumor was that he sucked at driving but now you think it was on purpose. He missed potholes and took the safer routes when available. You and Riyo had chatted throughout the car ride, theorizing what songs could possibly be played at the concert.
"I hope she plays that one love song." You smack Enjin's arm excited. "The one from the club last night, remember?"
"The one about pushing love away?" He gives you a sidelong look. "Sounded more like a tragedy rather than a love song."
"But she ends it stating she wants to close the distance. To save him from the personal hell he made to protect her." Riyo points out, resting her shoulders on the center console. "If that isn't romantic I don't know what is."
"Maybe you are my blood." You pinch her cheek before scrunching your nose at Enjin. "You wouldn't know what love is if it hit you with a brick."
He licks his teeth. "Oh I know what love is, angel." A small smirk forms. "I could show you tonight."
"Yeah is that what you were showing that chick from last night?" You cross your legs and open a bag of chips. "She looked quite displeased when she walked away."
"Oh mom and dad are fighting." Riyo giggles.
"We are not fighting." Enjin puffs out his chest. "I'm an expert when it comes to love."
"No, out of all the male cleaners, Gris is the love expert." You counter and hand Riyo a chip.
"Yeah you are a total player..." Riyo tilts her head thinking. Enjin frowns deeply as he stares out the window, hitting a pothole. "Now that I think about it, you've never had a girlfriend."
"I've had a girlfriend!" Enjin looks offended. "Let the record show that I've had many!"
"Girls you take home from the club aren't girlfriends. Relationships take work and you are a known slacker." You take a bite of another chip to emphasize your point. Riyo reaches over stealing one while looking at him.
"Marrying your jackass ex should disqualify your opinion." Enjin huffs, digging into the bag.
"I didn't marry for love. If I had I would have stayed single." You stick your tongue out at him.
"Would you remarry though?" Riyo asked from behind you. "For love that is."
"If I did it would only be for love." You pull the seat lever, reclining it back and lay your jacket over your eyes.
Enjin dropped you and Riyo off at the front of the motel. You grabbed the bags and left Enjin to go find parking. It was going smoothly until the woman delivered some unfortunate news.
"I understand you paid for 3 rooms but we had to give two away. We can give you a full refund for those rooms and my boss has already designated the honeymoon suite as an apology." She looked apologetic, clearly reading your sour expression.
"Ok." You take a deep breath and smile as you exhale. "Riyo you will take the honeymoon suite. Me and Enjin will take the other one."
"No I want the other one." The pout she gives you is clearly fake as she takes the key to the smaller room. "It might be my birthday but you guys deserve it for all you do for me."
"Honeymoon suites only come with one bed Riyo." Your brows pitch together as you grow frustrated. "We will be taking the room with two bed, end of discussion."
"No we won't." Enjin sneaks up behind you, plucking the other key from the woman. "Are you really going to deny the birthday girl?"
"Then you can sleep on the couch." You massage your temple and thank the woman for her help. She hands you the refund, apologizing one last time as you walked away. Riyo went the opposite direction towards her room, promising to find you after she unpacked. With each step further from Riyo you felt uneasy.
"She's capable of handling herself." He reassures you after you look behind you for the fifth time.
The halls didn't help settle your anxiety, with it's dingy green wallpaper that was peeling in spots with questionable stains. Every few light seemed to be flickering or completely died out making it hard to decipher the faded numbers on the doors. Luckily the honeymoon suite was at the end of the hall and looks clean on the outside.
The inside was gorgeous for ground standards. There was a large king size bed in the middle with a soft pink canopy hanging around it and a plush deep red rug underneath. There was a rather hard looking couch tucked by the balcony door. From the corner of your eye you notice the large bath tub in the bathroom.
A sound of pure joy leaves your body as you drop your bag in the doorway. "I haven't enjoyed a bath since the Sphere! Oh I wonder if I could actually use it." You inspect the tub and from a glance it looked operational.
"Mind if I join you?" Enjin teases halfheartedly. He slid past your bag, dropping his on the dresser, expecting a lecture to come.
"Sure! It honestly looks big enough for both of us and I don't mind bathing in my underwear." You call out to him, searching the bathroom for soap and towels. "If I can get it warm enough it'll be like the hot tubs on the sphere."
"What?" Enjin appears in the doorway, brows brushing his hairline. "Angel are you ok?" He roughly slaps his hand on your forehead.
"Ow asshole!" You smack his hand away. "Why wouldn't I be ok?"
"Oh good, you are my angel." He looks a little relieved.
"I'm not your anything." You roll your eyes and turn the bath on. "I rescind my offer, get out of my face."
"No no no." Enjin falls to his knees and looks up smiling. "Let me join you. I promise to behave." There was hesitation before large hands hold the back of your thigh pulling you close to him. You glare down at him. "I'll give Riyo some cash to go shopping and I'll grab the boxes from the trunk."
"Out peasant." You try to push him away but he hugs your legs tighter.
"Pretty please?" His head comes to rest on your stomach and you let out a frustrated sigh.
"Hurry back before I change my mind." You tilt your head to the ceiling to avoid looking at him further.
The water runs a little longer when he rushes out of the room. You dig through your bag pulling out your robe. There is a candle on the counter that you light, filling the room with a sweet vanilla scent. You find a bath bomb and drop it in before undressing. The underwear you had worn wasn't exciting, a simple black bra and matching cheeky panties. You considered changing them after noticing how little butt the covered was showed but decided Enjin was adult enough to ignore it. With a few minutes to spare, you put two wash clothes on the side of the tub. You turn the water off and sink into the hot water with a sigh. The bath bomb made the water a milky pink color, hiding most of your body underneath.
You slip your bra straps off to relieve the pressure on your shoulders. Wetting one of the wash clothes, you lay it over your eyes as you relax. The door opens and heavy footsteps fill the suite.
"I'm back." Enjin calls, shuffling follows him as he puts the boxes down. "I told Riyo to call when she's ready for dinner." The sound of his boots coming off are closer. "Are you naked?"
"I said underwear on didn't I?" You show him the strap from under the water. "Better hurry it's cooling down."
The sound of his pants dropping is almost comical. The water rises higher as he steps in, his legs brushing yours the lower he gets.
"Oh this is nice." He reaches over you to grab a wash cloth of his own.
"I didn't think you guys had baths down here." You make a general observation, feeling uncomfortable by the intimacy you invited.
"Normally we don't. It's reserved for upper class people who have the money to heat that much water." Enjin's hand finds your foot and you flinch slightly. "Relax boo. I'm not going to bite."
You slowly extend your leg towards him. His hand covers your ankle, thumb lazily tracing the bone. There is a long stretch of quiet between the two of you. Enjin had started to massage the sole of your foot earning a soft sigh from you with each pass of his thumb. Your arms were rested on the lip of the tub, fingers swaying side to side. It was peaceful. Something you rarely experienced in your life unless your body forced you to crash.
"I don't want to sleep on the couch." Enjin breaks the silence. It startles you enough to lift up the towel. His head was back against the tub's rim, mouth twisted to the side.
"Then I'll sleep on it." You try to pull your foot back but he holds it firm. The towel on his face slipped off as he looked at you annoyed.
"That's ridiculous. The bed is huge and we can both fit on it without touching." Enjin's hands massage up your calf. "Unless you would like to cuddle."
"We shouldn't." It comes out breathier than you intend and his hand stills just below your knee. He was waiting for you to explain your reasoning. It would be a flimsy argument since this was towing any line you could draw. "I mean I don't want to. Your tobacco scent is off putting."
"If it bothers you so much I won't smoke tonight." Enjin counters, continuing his slow kneading of your skin. Now he was leaning forward one hand next to your head as his other hand was making it's ascent up your thigh. He was about midway when you grabbed his wrist. "Your so tense angel." His voice was tender.
"Smoking is an addiction, you can't promise not to." You murmur. His hand squeezed your thigh.
"I can if it means getting to hold you again." Gold eyes drop to look at your lips. You suck them between your teeth. "Angel I need-"
A knock at the door cuts him off. You look at him confused and climb out. Tightly wrapping your robe around you slide a knitting needle being your back before opening the door.
"I know Enjin said to call for dinner but I got hungry." Riyo said, arms full of bags. She takes in the sweet smell coming from the bathroom and sound of water moving around. "Am I interrupting?"
"Not at all darling!" You say with a gentle smile.
"Completely ruining the vibes!" Enjin barks at the same time.
"I'm going to drop these off and come back." She turns down the hall with a slight spring in her step.
You slowly close the door. Taking a deep breath you stand in the bathroom doorway.
"What do you need?" You ask, arms crossing over you chest.
"Moment is over." He grumbles, dipping his head under the water.
The two of you got dress just in time for Riyo to get back to the room. She raised an expecting eyebrow before sitting on the couch.
"What did you two get up to?" Riyo asked.
"Nothing!" You answered a little too quickly. "Why don't you open your gift?"
She takes the green box from you, lifting the top slowly. She tosses the tissue paper to the side and gasps.
"Are these for my hair?" She pulls out hair pins that look like the Ripper. "Will you help me put them in tomorrow?"
You nod sitting on the bed with Enjin. His arm rests close to your back, not touching you. Next she pulls out is a heavy, deep purple canvas jacket with neon green lace sleeves. There was a swirling design on the lace with a special thread that will look like it's glowing in the right light. The pants matched the jacket with a slit from the knee down with that glowing green lace. The inner shirt was a simple light purple tank top with one strap.
"Now I had August make me and Enjin outfits that coordinated with yours. I also had intel on the color themes of the concert so we will be matching Too Lily in a way!"
"Wait really?" Enjin looks at you shocked. "What kind of spy shit have you done?"
"Is there anything you can't do?" Riyo asked giving you a hug.
"Oh probably a lot more than you'd think." You return the hug. "Want to see our outfits as well?"
She nods and you hand Enjin his box. He pulls out an oversized short sleeved button up in the matching deep purple. There was a fishnet top in the same glowing green to go under the shirt and midnight blue flared pants.
"Fishnet top, huh?" Enjin looks at you raising a brow.
"My idea. Thought it would give you a certain charm." Your cheeks warm. You had little say on how the outfits came out. The only real say was the coloring, though you asked August nicely to add the fishnet element to Enjin's. The eccentric designer was more than happy to comply.
Riyo handed you your box. After a second you calmly opened the box to reveal a deep purple corset that matched Riyo and Enjin. It had a swirling gold design, inspired by sphereite fashion. The main dress was a lighter purple like Riyo's top that had slits on both sides, starting where your legs met your hips. Each slit had the bright green lace and matching design to Riyo which luckily hid any possible slips that would occur. The sleeves were large bell sleeves in the same lace material.
"Woah that's gorgeous." Riyo whispered. "Are you going to be able to breath though?"
"I've worn corsets plenty of time before." You answer with a chuckle. "You hungry? My friend recommended a place Too Lily visits when she plays here."
Enjin and Riyo couldn't act casual at the restaurant. Each ring of the bell at the entrance had them whorling to watch whoever was coming in. You tried to engage in casual conversation but neither of them were listening to you, both brimmed with anticipation.
You ordered a glass of wine after Enjin went on another tangent about the pros of being single. Riyo was playfully scolding him for not proposing to you now. Soon you were toning them out, clearly tired of the narrative that you two should date. Enjin took on the role as your bartender, filling your glass before it empties.
About a bottle and half in your eyes landed on a tall woman at the bar. She was gorgeous and physically Enjin's type.
I wonder if that chick is single. You thought to yourself. I could set them up, then we wouldn't be 'mom and dad'.
A heavy hand lands on your forearm, demanding your attention.
"Angel we are on good terms, right?" Enjin asked.
"It is good food." You agree, eyelids heavy as you lean into Riyo. "What do you think of the food my baby?" You squish her cheeks.
Riyo gives Enjin a look that screams 'fix this'. He signals for the waitress and pays for dinner before rounding the table fully prepared to carry you back.
"Don't touch me!" You yell standing up way to fast and falling back down. A giggle escapes you as you grab his arm to pull yourself up again. "I can do this!"
The walk to the hotel was atrocious and Enjin kept biting his lip to prevent himself from laughing but the shake of his shoulders gave him away. Riyo looked mortified as you hugged her, droning on about how proud you were of her and cared so dearly for the teen.
"She's smothering me." Riyo groans.
"According to you she's the mom of Akuta." Enjin cackles behind you.
You whorl around him, the motion making you sick temporarily. Hiccups replace the words you wanted to say and you crash into his chest, a finger wagging in the air. A few syllables he could make out had to do with you not being Riyo's mom. The stairs to your room was an obstacle Enjin took out, picking you up by the waist and carrying you up them. At the top he set you back down because you kept punching his shoulder.
You stumbled into the room, vision blurred and shaky from how drunk you were. You kicked off your shoes, shoulder slamming into the wall with a groan.
"Let me help you."
You swat at him muttering about being capable or something. Each step you took towards the bed you were undressing. First your knitting needles falling to the ground, then came your socks, your dress was the last to go. Enjin stood in disbelief as you waved your hand around, trying to communicate something to him.
He shook his head, watching your arms go up dramatically. You grunt at him and climb into bed. He picked up your clothes and set them nicely down next to your bag. The temptation to join you in his boxers was fleeting as he imagined the spiral you'd wake up to in the morning, wondering if you guys had slept together. No, your trust meant more than his comfort.
Once he put on his joggers and tank top he climbs on the other side of the bed facing you. He takes in the peaceful look on your face and the small wrinkle forming between your eyebrows that never seemed to relax. You weren't sleeping, that he knew. In the past 2 months as much distance your tried to keep, Semiu still sent you on missions together. He quickly learned if you weren't snoring then you were still awake.
He slid one hand out towards you. It just grazed the pillow you hugged. He longed to touch you. To feel you melt against his caress. The bathtub didn't satiate the need in him, it only deepened. That first night when you pulled him into a hug was his undoing. He's probably slept with dozens of women since then but none filled the cold spot you left.
"'Jin?" Your eyes open and notice his hand. You reach over tracing his tattoos. "Does Gob do cover up tattoos?"
"Yeah he did mine." He paused for a second, taken back by your question. "You have tattoos you want to cover up?"
"Mhmm." You softly count the dots on his hand to yourself. "6, 7, 8... I think I want him to do something on my hips. 8, 9, 10..."
"What do you have there now?" His question stopped your counting. The room seems to hold it's breath as your gaze unfocuses behind him. "Shitty first tattoo, huh?" He chuckles to lighten the mood. "Let me guess a dare?"
Even though your mind was impaired and you had started to dissociate, you could tell he was throwing you a bone. Forcing yourself to meet his eyes you can see the understanding in them.
"Worst dare of my life." You mumble into the pillow. "Actually one of them is stars. It's cute."
You shift so he can see you left hip and pull your waistband down just enough for him to see 5 stars, 4 of which were colored in. You run your fingers over each star before laying back down.
"What's on the other side? I hope hearts."
"Dates." He looked at you confused but you refuse to elaborate. "I think I'd just let Gob freestyle. Replace them with happy things."
"Gob will get it looking right. I'll talk to him the next time I see him, yeah?" Enjin tries to keep it light. "The canopy is like a bed umbrella isn't it?" He couldn't help but notice how your fingers moved to fiddle with his.
"It always made me feel safe. Like being in my own world." You smile and scoot closer to him, just close enough to put his hand on your cheek. "When I got married I made that one of my demands."
"You made demands to get married?" Enjin's thumb brushes the top of your cheek.
"More like demands to sleep in bed with him. I really like my space."
"Could have fooled me."
'Eat my dick.' You sign with a particularly wicked grin.
"What the fuck are you doing with your hands?"
"Sign language. Don't you guys use it down here?" You raise an eyebrow at him and he shakes his head. "It's a language for the hearing impaired. I learned it when I moved in with the Volbridge's."
"Teach me."
You roll your eyes and close your eyes. "You don't want to learn."
"Yes I do!" He clutches his heart dramatically. "Tell me what you signed at least."
"Eat my dick." You hide your face giggling.
Enjin's eyes widen as a strangled scoff leaves his open mouth. It's not long before he's laughing with you laying on his back, mimicking the simple sign.
"You didn't say that." Enjin couldn't believe it. You bite your lip, nodding your head. "Your so proud of yourself."
"I haven't used that sign since I was a teen." You contemplate it for a second. "If you really want to learn I'll teach you the alphabet, ok?"
He watches your hand intently as you go through each letter. The fluidness to your movements between each sign showed your years of practice. Once you finished you brought his hand close to yours and Enjin followed along, occasionally stumbling over the transition from each letter. You showed him the way to finger spell your name in sign language, even demonstrating his and Riyo's.
"We can even shorten them..." You tap your chin thinking. "For Riyo you could sign scissor. For you... I'd probably use together since you bring people together."
Enjin seems satisfied with that and continue to switch between the short hand and finger spelling.
"What about your name?"
"I never got a short hand." You yawn, eyes fluttering shut. "I guess you could sign angel if you'd like."
You lazily show the sign one handed, clearly too tired to continue the lesson. Soft snores fill the space between you and he tugs the blanket up to your neck.
"Good night angel."
It was late morning when Enjin woke up. You were still asleep, dried tears you shed in your sleep stained your cheeks, while drool pooled in his hand that caressed your face. It was a little gross but you looked so cute. He struggled a bit to get his hand back, your kept tugging him closer until he slide his shirt off and tucked it under your cheek. The smile on your face as you curled into it hurt his chest.
You were a reserved but everyone had an idea of your life on the sphere. Enjin knew he couldn't give you the life you deserved. It would have be selfish to court you to only give you half what you deserved.
Normally you didn't sleep in like this, most mornings you'd have breakfast ready and music blaring while you waited for the team to wake up. Enjin figured you'd be hung over so he snooped through you bag, finding the first aid kit, and sets your pain killers on the night stand along with a tall glass of water. Once he dresses, he grabs umbreaker and slip out of the room.
You woke up almost an hour later, your head pounding like someone took a jack hammer to it. After a few blinks you notice Enjin's tank top was under you cheek and he was no where to be found. You roll over and notice a note with Enjin's atrocious handwriting laid on the night stand.
Took Riyo out for breakfast. Call if you need anything. -Enjin
For such a simple note it hit deeper than you imagined. You threw on his tank top and took a few pills before calling him up.
"Poppins." You croaked out.
"Good morning sleeping beauty. We are heading back now want anything?"
"Coffee." It was just one word but Enjin could hear the plea. "And have Riyo bring her make up I'll do it for her."
"Yes ma'am!" They both yelled and you winced cutting off the call.
Downing the glass of water you rush to take a cold shower. The grogginess you felt washes itself down the drain.
"We're back!" Enjin calls out opening to bathroom door.
You were in the middle of rubbing moisturizer into your skin, wearing his tank that just brushed your mid thigh. The side of your breasts could be seen when you moved your arm. Gold eyes kept bouncing between each glimpse of skin.
"Coffee?" You ask, pushing past him and wave to Riyo. "Get in here I need help with my hair."
Riyo sticks her tongue out at him and closes the door on him. She hands you the coffee and breakfast as she sits on the counter.
"What's up?" She takes her hair out of her braids and starts to comb it out.
"Air dry or dryer?" You toss it about adding your usual products. "I want to keep it down."
"Air dry. The weather is perfect for it and it's so pretty in it's natural state." Riyo pulls out her hairpins and presses the tips into her thumbs. "I've never had ones this sharp."
"Normally they wouldn't be." You make eye contact in the mirror.
A few weeks ago on the way back from a mission you had discovered her gun. The lengthy conversation the two of you had led to you wanting her to have another way to protect herself just in case. It also resulting in Riyo finding out a little about your own past.
"Enjin said I couldn't-" She starts to set them down.
"It's not for that." You grab her wrists. "These are easily accessible and more importantly not ripper."
"Feels like cheating the system." The joke doesn't land as your eyebrows pinch together.
"I highly respect Enjin but your life comes first." You shake you head, trying to erase the tension. "You don't have to use them, I can have August make them blunt when we get back."
"If it helps you sleep at night then I'll keep them with me." She twirls one. "Now about my make up?"
About an hour later you both emerge from the bathroom, smokey eyeliner smudged out to create a dramatic shape. Riyo's hair was in a half-up style with the pins holding it up securely. Enjin was smoking on the patio, finger tapping on the railing. With a wave Riyo goes into the bathroom to change and you join Enjin on the patio. He looks over his shoulder, his eyes widen slightly.
"Wow you look..."
"A little crazy right now. Hopefully better in my dress." You stand next to him and ruffle his hair. "You should keep it down today."
"Think it's better that way?" He teases, bending to stand eye to eye. You raise an eyebrow.
"Fishing for compliments I see." You push his face away. "You make me wonder if you are actually an idiot somedays."
"Depends on what I'm doing that day." He replies earnestly.
"What's that suppose to mean?"
"Most girlfriends have called me an idiot for being reckless." He shrugs. "I guess women don't like reckless men."
"Women don't like a reckless boyfriend." You take a sip of your coffee. "Reckless men are great in bed."
"You don't want to sleep with me." He argues pushing your hair off your shoulder.
"Because I'm scared I'd love you." Your expression softens. "You'd kill yourself to save someone."
"What's scary about that?"
"The day you die will be saving someone. I'll want to blame the person you deemed worth more than your life."
Enjin's brows knit together as he tilts his head. The sound of cars arriving float up to you. Every word hit home for Enjin and it bugged him that you saw through him. Two months and you already saw a piece of him that he wasn't aware about. He took a long drag of the cigarette and blow it up.
"You know everything, don't you?"
"I don't know why you keep flirting with me." You poke his side and spin around, back leaning against the railing. "I don't know how I survived the fall." You continued listing things you didn't know and Enjin chuckled.
"Such a smart ass." He notices Riyo walking towards the door and opens it for her. "Oh there's my cue to change. I hope you tire yourself out."
"I also didn't know Gris was single!" You call out. He shuts the door a little to hard, but your laughter is audible.
About 45 minutes later you guys were at the concert, dressed up and ready to meet Too Lily. You had Riyo help you with the corset and slid your knitting needles next to the boning. Check in goes by quickly, a man led you straight to the back, calling people on his walkie talkie. He dropped you off in a large room, filled with hats and different costumes.
"She should be here soon."
"Is this?" Enjin croaks out.
"It has to be." Riyo breathes out.
"The one and only!" Too Lily magically appears in the center of the room. She was in a gorgeous flowy black dress, her white hair swept to one side. "It's nice to put a face to the name." She leans down and hugs you tightly.
"I hope there are only good things connected to that name." You awkwardly laugh, a hand reaching behind you for your two companions who look starstruck. "Let me introduce you to Enjin and our adopted daughter Riyo."
"What a beautiful family you have!" She smiles at them and pulls the two of them into a hug. "You know how to pick a husband huh?" Too Lily whispers in your ear.
"Sensitive subject right now."
Riyo squeaks out covering her mouth. "I can't believe I'm meeting the Too Lily."
"In the flesh darling!" She throws her arms out standing straight. "Who wants a tour?" The door swings open and she guides you through the backstage. It's pretty detailed, small jokes are made and the staff seem to adore her. Lunch was being served, something Riyo couldn't wait to dive into. You excused yourself and got lost coming back from the bathroom. On the main stage they were rehearsing and you couldn't help but get closer.
You observed the dance, taking mental notes on the choreography and eventually following along. Some bits you changed, feeling the music call to you differently. A choreographer notices you and motions for you to join them. Half the dancers had went on break so they asked you to demonstrate the changed you made to the dance.
"I didn't mean to offend!" You exclaimed covering your face.
"Not offended at all. I haven't seen ballet used in this way before." She gestures towards the open floor. "Please show us more."
You stripped your corset off, slinging it over a seat as you roll your shoulders. This time you added extra flares like flips and gymnastic moves. You finished in a split, grinning from ear to ear. Half way up the stadium you catch Enjin staring down at you, mouth agape. Too Lily was saying something excitedly that Riyo seemed to agree with. Feeling a bit cocky you lay back then push yourself into a squat before standing. Enjin clapped so loud it echoed. You snatched the corset back, hurrying to put it back on.
Enjin jumps from the platform, using umbreaker to glide down and smiles at you. "Stealing the show boo?"
"Simply joining them during lunch." Your cheeks were dusted with a soft pink. "Did you enjoy the tour kiddo?" You ask after Too Lily teleports them closer.
"Best birthday gift!" Riyo looks towards the props. "I can't wait to see the full show. Where are we sitting again?"
"Front row of course! Alejandro insisted I keep you on this side of the fence though." Too Lily's hand lands on your shoulder. "I need to finish getting ready but feel free to explore or get settled in your seats."
Riyo happily excused herself, wanting to explore the hair and makeup department a little more. Staff started to flood the stage and one of them show you to your seats.
"This is fucking amazing." Enjin says as he takes in the stadium. "She's even more gorgeous in person."
"A lot taller than I imagined. "Alejandro really hooked me up."
"My Wilis!" A familar voice calls rushing towards you.
"Speak of the devil." You grin at him and meet him half way. "What did I say about calling me that? Can't protect my identity if the world knows it." His daughter, Kori, hides behind him kneading her hands together. "Hello again darling."
"First, hottie alert!" He checks Enjin out with an approving stare. "Second, the story has spread like trash beasts in no mans land." He wraps an arm around your shoulder and tugs you towards the back. "Too Lily absolutely adores you. She also has asked if you'd be interested in doing personal security." He snaps at a woman, requesting a whiskey and wine for you and Enjin. "I told her that might be hard sell as you like your current gig."
"I didn't think I made such an impression." You look back to see Enjin looking disapprovingly at Alejandro's hand. "I could do security on some occasions I suppose... but only if I'm not helping with the cleaners or you know..." You trail off.
"Or what?" Enjin looks upset and leans forward. "What's a wilis and why are you his wilis?"
"It's from a ballet-"
"A vengeful spirit! They attack bad men!" Kori cuts you off. She smiles wide and you hug her.
"Thank you love. See that girl with the red hair? She's your age and would love to meet you." You push Kori towards her and with a nod from her dad she runs over. "Technically they are fae born from vengeful spirits of women who passed on from a broken heart." You correct taking a seat on the couch next to hair and makeup watching the girls talk. "They lure men to their death."
"So you've been acting as a wilis?"
"Not acting, she is." Alejandro gives a knowing smile. "It's a treat to be on the Wilis' side."
The woman drops off your drinks and stands near buy with a bottle of wine.
"It's suppose to be a secret identity." You raise your eyebrows. "Ya know to protect my people."
"Like you'd let anything happen to them." He gives you a dismissive wave. "The traffickers don't know what you look like but victims know to watch out for your wings."
Emotions swell in your chest and you have to look away. A symbol of hope, that's what your side gig has become.
Maybe I could make a tangible change down here.
"Kori spends her free time sketching your outfit. It's engraved in her head that the woman with the wings will save the day." He reaches over Enjin giving your knee a squeeze.
"How'd you do it?" Enjin asked looking at your from the corner of his eye. "Without us finding out?"
"You say that like HQ is a prison. Besides I haven't slept a full night since I landed, except last night." You sip your wine and grab Alejandro's hand. "If you ever want me to teach Kori self defense I can come to you on my days off."
"That would be wonderful!" He stands up and waves. "I'll catch you during the show."
"How many?" Enjin asked way to vaguely. You knew he meant how many dead but you smile.
"I think I've saved about 40 people now?" He laughs sourly. "Killed down here?" You shrug. "None." Enjin looks conflicted and tries to argue but you grab his face forcing him closer. "I haven't kill any one down here." You run your thumb over his bottom lip. "Now drop it and enjoy Riyo's day."
"You almost did two nights ago." He says gold eyes searching yours.
"Yet I didn't." You force him to look at the girls. "Enjoy today knowing everything I do is to preserve their youth."
For a few minutes neither of you say anything, just watch how young Riyo looks as she does Kori's hair. They chat and fix each others makeup, sneaking glances at the costumes. Your hand falls from his face. Wine is poured into your glass before you can finish it.
"How many traffickers lived to tell the tale?" He asked before sipping his whiskey.
"Your girlfriend at the hell guard would know." The words were bitter on your tongue. "Such a bright woman yet misses the crucial details."
"And those details are?" Enjin pries, hoping to get answers.
"Wouldn't you like to know."
"I would."
"Enjin I said drop it."
"I can't." He answers honestly.
"I'm not asking now, I'm demanding. Drop. It." You both enter a silent debate until he breaks eye contact first.
"You'll tell me one day?" He rubs a thumb over your knee.
You ignore the question, swirling your wine. "Have you and Kyouka dated?"
"Weathers good today, no?" Enjin standing up, clearly changing the subject. "Think I'm going to smoke." He rushes towards the exit already pulling out a cigarette.
The girls escape down the hall, laughter chasing after them. You sit in silent, feet curled to you chest, losing yourself in thought. Deep down you know you'll have to explain to Enjin what you've been doing in your free time but right now you couldn't, the reason required too much talking, too much backstory. For now he was ok with waiting and that settled it.
"Ms Wilis?" Your shaken out of your thoughts by the woman from before. "The show is starting."
You thank her and navigate your way back to Riyo and Enjin. The stadium was filled to the brim, the sound of everyone talking hummed through your bones. The room was dark now, except for the stage as smoke gradually built up, cascading onto the floor. Too Lily was just rising from the stage arms out as the crowd roared. Riyo and Enjin were screaming and jumping around. You'd never know they just met the woman. The music blares through the stadium as Too Lily dances about the stage, waving the wand creating stars that float to the crowd. When she sings the crowd loses it. This wasn't like the sphere's concerts.
You and Riyo dance together, screaming along with the songs. At one point the camera pans to Enjin. He tugs you into frame, kissing your cheek. You see yourself on the big screen and cover your face.
"That deserves a love song don't you think?" Too Lily chants motioning for the crowd to get louder. "Give us your best dance."
You offer your hand to Enjin and he bends his hand so it barely brushes your fingertips. Bittersweet feelings claw at your throat as he leads you through a dance fingers just a hair's breadth away from yours. His arm goes up, wrist moving in a circle as you spun around. A light flashes and Riyo waves a polaroid in the air. Enjin slowly drops his hand to your hip and pull you close. The camera panned away, looking for other couples.
"We were just fucking." Enjin say out of the blue.
"Huh?" Your face contorts and you try to back away.
"Me and Kyouka. Just boinking on my visits." His eyes land on your lips, nails slightly dig into your corset.
"You can't be serious." The image of them together crossed you mind. You suck your lips between you teeth, shoulders bounce as you try not to laugh.
"Laugh all you want, she couldn't get enough." Enjin starts to chuckle, coaxing the laughter out of you. It rocks your body, tears welling your eyes. "It's not that funny."
You fan yourself, taking deep breathes. "Your right it's not. A woman that powerful getting with you isn't hilarious."
"You just like dunking on me." His lips brush your ear and his voice drops low. "Want me to show you why she kept coming back?" Say yes, let me worship you. He thought, a large tattooed hand coming to rest at your neck.
"Ask me again before bed." You wink and turn back towards Riyo, who's mouth hung open, enchanted by the props.
It was late when the show ended and Riyo was falling asleep with each step. You originally offered to carry her, but Enjin could see the same sleepy expression in your eyes. You stumbled towards your room while he dropped Riyo off at hers.
Both of you were shocked when Enjin came back and you were still awake. Your body was dead tired but you couldn't sleep, not with the anticipation on if he would ask you again. He changed, taking his sweet time, flexing his back muscles as you tried to reject the view. It became more difficult when he settled on just sweats to bed.
"Can I kiss you." The mild desperation in his voice caught you off guard.
"Why would you want to do that?" You wanted to deny him, even as your body slide closer to him.
"Your lips look delicious." His hand cups your cheek as he climbs between you legs. "And soft and fuck when you bite them I need a taste."
"And if I said no?" Your tongue darts out, brushing the bottom lip.
"Then name a price for a peck." His lips hover over yours, not touching, just breath mingling with the other. You rack your brain, thinking what could be impossible, something that would prove he was serious. A mischievous laugh escapes you.
"Save another sphereite and I'm yours." You give him a cocky smile but Enjin looks down at your serious.
"Then I'll go sphereite hunting." He rolls over, falling asleep with his back turned towards you.
A/N: I reread this final version like once so there is probably spelling error. I get so much joy from writing so if you didn't like it please shush unless it's constructive criticism on how to get better. I'm also planning on putting post of fan art I make that correspond to the chapters so when I upload those I'll also be adding links to the art and to the chapter from the art.
As always let me know if you want to be added or removed as a tagged.
enjin struggles with his confidence once he falls head over heels for your pretty self.
Enjin hated mirrors. He knew exactly what people saw when they looked at him.
The tattoos that crawled over his skin like spilled ink. The smell of smoke that clung into his clothes. The rough features and the large scar on his skull. Hands that looked better suited for fighting than to hold something beautiful.
He fit the pit and it had never been a problem until you.
You looked like something untouched by all of this. Where grime stained the walls and nearly everyone carried exhaustion beneath their eyes you somehow stayed pristine.
He didnât even mean this in a bad way. You werenât spoiled like the Nijikus or acted above everyone else. You were just neat.
Your clothes were always clean, layered and styled. Trimmed nails and hair that never looked tangled - even after missions. You smelled faintly like soap instead of smoke and blood and rust.
The first time Enjin saw you fixing the collar of your coat in a cracked mirror he genuinely thought you had gotten lost. Someone like you shouldâve been up in the sphere - not down here beside people like him.
He cringed at himself for thinking that way. You were kind and talked to everyone the same way. Not once you had acted superior.
No, you were found joking around with the cleaners. You sat with rudo and the kids to doodle and share snacks. Enjin had once seen you sewing riyoâs jacket with a tiny sewing kit you carried around.
You belonged here more than most people. Still, Enjinâs brain couldnât stop thinking about the difference between you and him.
Somehow his brain also added Gris to the mix. Gris with his composed appearance and smooth confidence. Gris who looked out together with his shiny blond hair. Gris who could stand beside you and just fit there.
Enjin compared himself to his friend a lot after meeting you. The ash that clung to his fingers. That he has really prominent knuckles. His tattoos that covered part of the truth and could been seen as aggressive to someone polished as you.
You didnât smoke. Fuck, the smoking.
One night he caught sight of himself in a window reflection while lighting a cigarette and immediately put it out.
Zanka got real nervous watching this. âAre you sick?â
Enjin scoffed. âShut up.â
But afterward he stared at the crushed cigarette under his boot and wondered if you hated the smell.
It got worse over time. Every little interaction sat under his skin for days.
He watched you smiling at Gris. Once you adjusted folloâs collar while talking to him.
It was the fucking fact that you looked so natural standing beside people who looked cleaner, calmer, prettier.
Enjin started avoiding you without even meaning to. Fuck. It wasnât his intention, okay?
But heâd leave rooms. Stood further away during meetings or just hang outs. He pretended to be busy. Because each time you smiled at him hope blossomed in his chest.
Hope was a dangerous for someone like him.
The thing he failed to realize was that you noticed his absence.
Your expression fell a bit when he stopped sitting beside you or how he stopped joking around with you. He didnât tease you at all anymore and you didnât knew why.
Maybe you had upset him somehow
At first you thought maybe youâd upset him somehow until semiu spilled the beans, having mercy with the two of you.
âDudeâs losing his mind because he thinks youâd prefer Gris.â
âWhat?â
âYou didnât know, huh? Iâm not surprised. Dudeâs not known for talking about his feelings.
Suddenly everything made sense to you. And oh, your face grew warm. That was something you could work with and finally talk to him.
In the evening you got your chance when you found Enjin alone on the roof of headquarters, leaning against the railing while smoke curled into the air beside him.
You walked over quietly. âCan I sit here?â
Poor man nearly jumped as he stared at you. âYeah. Sure.â
You sat beside him and for a moment neither of you spoke. Then you reached over, plucked the cigarette from his fingers, and took the last drag of it. Enjin stared at you in absolute horror.
âThat was my last one.â
âYou can survive.â
A weak laugh escaped him as he shook the head. You snipped the cig bud over the railing and it was so unlike you. He liked it.
You glanced at him carefully. âWhy have you been avoiding me?â
âI havenât.â
âYou have.â
âA little.â
âWhy?â
Enjin rubbed a hand over his face.
âbecause youâre too pretty for me. Because standing beside you makes me feel filthy. Because I look at Gris and think yeah, obviously youâd pick someone like him.â
He couldnât say any of that aloud. So instead he shrugged roughly. âYou just seem more comfortable around cleaner guys.â
The second the words left his mouth he regretted them. You blinked confused.
âCleaner guys?â
âYâknow.â he gestured vaguely at himself. âLess⊠this.â
Oh he sounded so fucking bitter. You stared at him for several long seconds before realization softened your face.
âOh.â
Shit. Can he please rewind and push all the words back into his throat? His jaw twitched as he spoke up again.
âYou donât gotta pretend or anything. I know what I look like.â
âEnjin.â
âYou and Gris make more sense.â
âEnjin.â
âHeâsââ
âEnjin.â
Your hand grabbed his wrist firmly. It shut him up instantly.
âYou really think Iâd choose someone based on how polished they look? Do you really think so low of me?â
He didnât answer, because yes. No. Yes. But he didnât think low of you.
You sighed softly, thumb brushing against the tattoos on his wrist. âI like your tattoos and those hoops in your ears.â
âWhat?â
âAnd your hands,â you smiled softly. âThey look warm.â
Something genuinely helpless crossed his face. Nobody had ever described him as warm before. He knew he was the connection for many of them, but being described as warm was new.
âAnd for the record,â you added quieter now, âYouâre really handsome.â
What?
His entire body went still. Handsome? Him? You werenât lying either. He saw you once lying. It was terrible.
Heat climbed violently up his neck. âYou canât just say stuff like that.â
âWhy not? Itâs true.â
âNo it isnât.â
âIt is.â
âYou need your eyes checked.â
You laughed softly and the sound nearly killed him. Suddenly all those awful thoughts in his head felt quieter.
You shifted closer until your shoulder bumped his and you rested your head against his shoulder. Not caring that you smudged your pants on the dirty roof or that he cleaned his coat, well, many many moons ago the last time.
âI donât care if you smoke,â you murmured. âOr if youâre rough around the edges. None of that scares me.â
âYou should be scared,â Enjin whispered.
âIâm not.â
Enjin looked down at your hand still resting over his tattooed wrist and felt something painful bloom in his chest. Again the hope, but this time it didnât feel ugly.
âGive me a chance,â you added quietly. âIâm more than clean clothes like I know youâre more than tattoos and cigarettes.â
Enjin looked at you for a long time and then he did the only right thing. He turned his hand around and interlocked your fingers together. âOkay.â
I lowkey want to make a discord server where people roleplay as anime characters but it's going to be love island themed. People would need to be 18 plus but there would be different chatrooms of the different places in the villa and there will be a main chat where people can commentate and it would be like love island rules.
Synopsis: Youâre a nurse at HQ; after the events of the doll fest, the leader of team akuta and a supporter from the south ward fell into your care. All seems well until they both seem to take a liking to you while youâre exhausted from the workâŠ
Tags: jealousy, fighting for your attention, enjin is a cocky little shit, they both wanna pounce you but too weak to do so, nursing, if rudo can be a wolf you can be a bunny, fem!reader, afab!reader, mutual masturbation, thigh grinding, begging, vouyerism, and more!
a/n: I NEED BOTH OF THEM SO BADDDUGHHH. ty to my friend for helping me come up with this idea. also i havenât written smut before so bear with me if itâs not as good as expected⊠also i am NOT a medical expert small parts may be inaccurate. sorry itâs a bit late!!!
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The air inside the infirmary was heavy, weighing on your shoulders; the past two days had been hectic, nurses at HQ overwhelmed by the amount of people thatâd been injured at the doll festival, sorting patients by how important they seemed to be.
Thatâs how you got stuck with these two: the leader of team akuta on your right, and a supporter on the left thatâd been crucial to landing a hit on the freak that caused the whole issue in the first place.
For two days, your waking hours had consisted of nothing else but taking care and checking on the two, leaving you exhausted, frustrated, and pent up from how much effort it took to take care of these two. You got irritated easily, making you restless, your ears starting to twitch every other minute.
The third day was the same, their monitoring lessened since they started to become stable, but you still had to check on them.
Your back was turned from the two cots, the curtain tied back to not have to go around each time to administer the medication. You were straightening up the supplies since you needed to busy yourself to not go insane, when you heard a voice from behind you.
âhey⊠what time is itâŠ?â
You turned to see the blonde, Enjin, awake. He was definitely still weak, but also definitely awake. His eyes were squinted, so you went to dim the lights of the room, making it easier for him to see.
âohâŠ! itâs uh- around 7pm right now. Glad to see youâre awake.â You responded to him as politely as you could. âhow are you feeling?â
âand boy am i glad to see a nurse like you workinâ on meâŠâ He tried to whistle and flash you a grin, but looked kinda idiotic since he had no upper hand in this situation. âkidding kidding, i am feeling pretty okay⊠aside from the soreness.â
âah, thatâs expected. You two took quite the hit out there, iâm actually surprised you woke up nowâŠâ
âCome on, you think I could go down that easy? Iâm the leader of team akuta! I gotta be able to bounce back from anything. Hell, iâd bet i can get up right now-â
âPlease donât.â
âshit!â Enjin winced as he tried to sit up so suddenly, risking some of the tubes attached to him. You really didnât wanna get irritated again⊠âokay- maybe notâŠâ
Your ears twitched as you helped him back down, hand resting on the muscle of his chest. You were immediately checking to make sure nothing moved or came out of where it was supposed to stay.
He started to speak again, âmaybe iâm not too strong right now, but at least i have a cute nurse to help me.â Enjin was shameless with how he let his eyes slowly go down from the tips of your ears to the fluff of your tail. ânever thought the cleaners hired bunnies.â
âPlease just let me do my jobâŠâ You tried to hide the reaction to his blatant flirting, his sweet words and weak, raspy voice mixing with your exhaustion so sweet.
âYou really didnât just do that so you could watch her check you.â A rough womanâs voice called out from behind you. You turned to see that the supporter was also awake, this day couldnât get any better.
You had learned her name was Mildretta, a supporter who seemed to have gotten the first hit on the beast and was immediately knocked back by it, and saved by Enjin of courseâŠ
âWhat? Me? NeverâŠ!â The blonde feigned innocence, looking to the side sheepishly, âI was a bit sore! Thatâs all!â
âRight, rightâŠâ Mildretta replied with skepticism, her gaze shifting to yours. âhe seems fine enough to not be checked, no? Heâs fine enough to be blatantly and horribly flirting with you anyways soâŠâ
You really didnât need anything else to be said as you shifted your attention to Mildretta, tuning out everything and the way Enjin basically whined, âhey! donât ignore me!â
âYou seem to be okay⊠but iâd reccomend taking it slow for the next few days,â You spoke as you looked over Mildretta. You never knew a woman could be so⊠muscular, but you shook that away, turning to Enjjn. âThat goes for you too.â
Mildretta spoke before Enjin. âthatâs understandable, but what about you? You seem restless.â
âYeah, sheâs right, whatever⊠but you do seem restless, bun.â
Does he need to use that nickname? It did weird things to you. On one hand, he was a bit annoying, but the way he spoke made your stomach flip, like he had practiced this a million times with a million different women.
âitâs fine, really⊠i can take care of myself.â
âbut can you? your ears have been twitching a lot since I woke up⊠that canât be normal.â The salmon haired woman spoke up.
âitâs not⊠but itâs fine. Like I said, i can take care of myself. Iâve just been a bit, tired, since we got the influx of patients.â
âi could help with that.â Enjin spoke up confidently.
âYou couldnât help with that.â Mildretta retorted, shooting him a look, before finding yours again. âSorry about him, he canât control himself around pretty women.â
You were going to respond when you processed what she said. Did she mean that like, he found you pretty? Or did they both think you were pretty?
âokay, how am i supposed to control myself? You can clearly see, i know damn well you think sheâs cute too.â Enjin frowned, obviously wanting some sort of straw to latch to.
âThatâs not the point, Enjin. The point is, youâre being an idiot about it.â
âWhat else am i supposed to do? Iâm stuck in this bed, i canât flirt normally, all i have is my voice! And hey, you didnât deny me!â
You just stood there between them, not knowing what to say. You felt a warmth climb up inside you; two of your patients were practically fighting over you, while you couldnât even say anything. You were, quite frankly, overwhelmed: You were exhausted, a bit annoyed, and flustered by the words coming out of Enjinâs mouth.
Thump thump thump.
âAt least iâm being respectful! Doesnât matter if i also like her.â
Thump thump.
âThis is my only chance! Lemme have it, man!â
Thump.
âPlease just- be quiet for a second.â You sighed, stopping your foot from hitting the ground over and over, feeling your ears fold down. Your body was so tense, the sensation bubbling over.
âsorry⊠how do you want us to make you feel better?â
You couldnât help yourself. First, you wanted to get back at Enjin and make him as bothered as you got, and you really did need a release from being so pent up.
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âFuck⊠youâre a good nurse, yâknow that?â Mildretta sighed, watching your body move above her as she laid there, not moving. Your mind was a blur as your hips acted on their own, body sensitive while you grinded on her thigh, taking what you needed from her. ânot only can you take care of us, but we can take care of you.â
âmhm, yes, needed this so- ngh- so badâŠâ You whined, a wet spot forming on your panties as the friction made your brain turn off.
âtake care of us? let us take care of her? I havenât done anything!â Enjin groaned as he watched, the view from his cot like heaven in his eyes, your plush body moving smoothly against Mildrettaâs thigh, little tail and ears making it even better. He palmed the bulge growing in his pants, unable to contain himself while slipping his hand beneath the waistband.
âshut up Enjin, youâll have your turn.â Mildretta huffed, her hands finding your hips to help guide them back and forth, elliciting another whimper from you as you rutted against her.
âHe likes the show, sweetheart, how about you make a mess on my leg before he gets a turn, yeah?â She hummed, half lidded eyes staring up at you while you leaned forward, arms by her shoulders to support your body.
âplease, please yes⊠wanna cum so badâŠâ
âi do not like the show! gimme a turn, asshole!â Enjin frowned, frustratingly gripping his weeping cock in his big hand.
Mildretta payed no mind to his suffering, shifting her leg up a little, pressing it up which caused there to be delicious friction against your clit, âcâmon, honey bun, i know you can do it, youâre doing so goodâŠâ. You rutted faster and faster, high pitched moans filling the room as you felt your orgasm crash over you in waves. Your hips stuttered and clenched around the muscle of her thigh as you rode out your high.
âgood girl, thatâs a good nurse⊠see? Told ya you needed some help.â She smirked up at your twitching body, before her gaze went to the side where Enjin was still on his bed, his tip an angry red, leaking pre as he tried not to buck into his hand.
âi think we both know youâre still not fully taken care of.â