Today was the day, the day to lay your father to rest. You and him never had much of a good relationship, he wasn't always the best dad. Never there when you needed him, At parent teacher conferences, sports games, when your mom died and left your little brother in your care. You did always try to keep him in your and your brother's life till the past year when he got involved with drugs, and gambling.
It hurt when you found out he died although you guys had a rocky relationship. At Least when he was alive you could hope he would get better, get clean. Now that hope is gone. Today will be the last time you get to see him.
He died of an overdose, going out the way you expected him to. You didn't tell your brother, he always idolised the man. You told him it was heart complications that ultimately took your fathers life. You put together the whole funeral down to the very last detail. His wake was an open casket, you knew everyone in attendance.
Although today the funeral was different, There were two men there who you didn't know. They stood in the very back, while the service took place. They were young looking, both with oddly colored purple hair. The taller, more lanky one had his hair slicked back while the other wore his in a messy mullet.
The service was beautiful. It v your father in a way you thought he would want to be remembered, not as a shanky meth head but as the person he was before the drugs took over his life. An overworking businessman, who just never had enough time for anything but work.
Now that you think about it's probably when your mother died everything went downhill for him. Losing his job, Growing loud and violent, to the point the courts deemed him an irresponsible father placing your brother in your care at the young age of 22.
Everybody in attendance,(besides the two with odd hair) paid their respects to you and your brother apologising for the loss, telling you it would be okay. You knew it would be. You didn't think this affected you as much as it should have. Him dead or alive didn't change much for you, but yeah it did hurt a little.
You didn't want to be here anymore, It was depressing to you. Not the death itself, the people who pretended to care, crying but never once reached out to him or you when he was alive.
You wondered what the two oddly colored hair people knew of your father. They looked the least bothered out of everyone here. Idly chatting and laughing with the other as if they weren't at the funeral service for a dead man. It wouldn't hurt to ask right?
“Hi, I dont think ive seen you guys before, Were you close with my dad”?
The taller lanky one of the duo acknowledged you before the shorter one. Purple eyes staring right into your soul.
“No doll, I hardly knew the man. Though he owed me and my brother a lot of money.”
presenting ... ran haitani and rindou haitani x stripper!reader series masterlist.
have you ever tried this one? | out now!
Ever since the Haitani brothers caught sight of you within the lobby of the club, you knew they wouldn’t want to leave you alone. You, of course, will entertain them with the flick of your wrist practically begging to pull at the belt loops of their pants. Why wouldn’t you seize this opportunity?
contains: eiffel tower position (sorta), stripper!reader, rokuhara timeline (before the three deities battle), inspired by sabrina carpenter's juno pose paris night 2, misogynistic views
ʜᴀɪᴛᴀɴɪ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀꜱ ~ have you ever tried this one? pt 1
18+ mdni | eiffel tower (sorta) position | stripper!reader | rokuhara tandai timeline | inspired by sabrina carpenter's juno pose paris night 2 | misogynistic views | 2k word count
Ever since the Haitani brothers caught sight of you within the lobby of the club, you knew they wouldn’t want to leave you alone. You, of course, will entertain them with the flick of your wrist practically begging to pull at the belt loops of their pants. Why wouldn’t you seize this opportunity?
Your sullen face left little room to jest as you had just chased away another client. You honestly couldn’t even call him a fucking client, his pockets turning up empty after not even half a lap dance shorted him all of what he had. You gave the bartender an ill look as he strides towards the counter with a devilish smile, handing you a well deserved cocktail.
This has happened more times than you could count; another so-called “loaded big shot” trying to pull a fast one on you— yet again.
“He came up short, yeah.” Your thighs ached with exhaustion as you took a seat on the high end cushions, desperate for some type of luck. It’s not like the men in the area could actually afford you; most of the Roppongi district fell into your plush lap and then promptly fucked off.
The remainder of the night went by without so much as another poor soul trying to ask for your service, knowing damn well they couldn’t pay. The club was practically empty by now, the sun rising and the lavender lingerie you wore going to waste. You swirled the last bits of melting ice around the bottom of your glass before moving to get up when a cold metal poked against the swell of your ass.
Fear enveloped you, a scream building within your throat for the bouncer’s attention until you realized it was just a baton and not a gun. Its tip rounded your hip and the tall man attached to it revealed his sleek face. Haughty violet eyes sat inches from your face, a hum leaving his lips as he squinted slightly. “Leaving so soon? Rin, you picked a pretty one~”
Maybe you’d have better luck with a gun, you imagined.
You knew who the fuck they were, the two-toned neat braid that brushed your exposed shoulder and the perky glasses that rounded the other’s cheekbones as he sat next to you without so much as a mutter. Those pretty violet eyes could grant every request they dreamed of, downturned and full of lazy malice when needed. They were two sides of the same coin, those fuckers; flipping each other’s personalities around up and down with ease and making the people around them suffer with the consequences.
The Haitani brothers, or moreover Roppongi’s fashionista kings that ruled over the district on their high and mighty thrones.
“You do know you can’t touch the dancers, right Haitani?” You scoffed, your sleek legs crossed as you perched yourself higher at the cocktail bar. They housed you in, made you feel small with their royal presence. They were much broader in person, Ran lankily resting behind you with his forearms resting against the counter and Rindou slouched over the bar stool. You could feel the taller one’s gaze on you as you watched Rindou’s shit-eating grin grace his face.
“We know that.” Rindou shrugged leaning over, careful not to brush into you as he tossed a large bill into your empty glass.
You plucked the bill out of the glass, the leftover ice wetting the creases of it. You made a face as glanced over at him, teasing one of your heels up his pant leg towards his thigh. “I’m too expensive for just you, babe.”
“He’s too broke for you huh, honey?” Ran hummed in your ear behind you, one of his long braids falling against your shoulder. Another large bill came into play within the strap of your lingerie, quick and subtle. He snapped it lovingly, making you flinch. “But you’ll let us touch you, right~?”
“No one should interrupt us here.” Ran whispered, his lips close to your ear as he connected himself to you on your right. His fingertips circled the small of your back as you walked with him, your heels clacking against the asphalt of the alleyway. Rindou trailed further behind, a sly smirk etched on his face as you drew closer to the edge of the space.
“And if they do, they won’t be hard to deal with.” Rindou said absentmindedly, his eyes trailing over the swell of your ass as his brother’s hand drove lower down the dip of your spine. You wavered slightly, your ankles almost giving way when Ran suddenly turned you towards him with an impatient push forward, leaving Rindou promptly out of your reach.
“Think I should get the first round, hm?” Ran’s voice lilted, glancing a naughty eye towards Rindou’s lazing pace while tuning his attention to the lacy wet patch forming in the front of your lingerie. His tongue darted out, desperate to taste you but before he had the chance to tear you apart, he had to mock you first. “Oh, is this ‘cause of me?~ Where’s that mouth of yours now, doll?”
Your lips had snapped shut as he prodded his middle against the damp mesh, nudging into it mischievously. The pressure of his hand had you threatening to rock your hips down, but you’d be damned if you gave in now. “Oh, not budging huh? C’mon, a tiny whine will do just fine.”
Before you could open your mouth to answer him snarkily, Rindou caught up and clasped a heavy hand on Ran’s shoulder, moving him out of the way with a hard shove. “Yo, not in your dreams. I saw her first. Wear your damn contacts next time and maybe you’ll have the pick of the litter.”
His hand went straight to your chest, languidly rolling his thumb over your clothed nipple and you pressed your lips together to keep from moaning again. You kept a straight face for the most part, a quick shudder wracking you as his fingers tweaked the bud beyond the lace of your lingerie. That was until he cupped them, mouthing over the crude material like his life depended on it. His teeth natched at the softness of your skin as he unclasped the lingerie to expose your chest for him and you let out a whimper when he sucked a nasty bruise into the mound of flesh.
“Here’s another hundred, hon.” Your gaze drifted off to find Ran’s voice amidst the dimness of the alleyway when your hips suddenly canted backwards by a harsh grip, you felt him slide underneath your figure to hoist you against his lips. A bill was slipped between your fingers, quick and haughty and you vaguely wondered why you were given more money– not that you were complaining of course. “For the lingerie.”
“We outta share her, Rindou.” He breathed against your cunt, using his thumb to hook your panties to the side. Holding you up by the fat of the backs of your thighs, Ran kneeled against one of his knees. “Hold her still up there, kay? Don’t want her to fall.”
Ran ripped the lace fully, the side of your lingerie falling loose and completely exposing you to him. You drew in a breath as his tongue dove straight to your core, licking a long strip upwards. A strangled moan escaped you at the same time Rindou clamped down on your nipple, hard and haughty –just the way you liked it. Both boys murmured in pleasure, realizing you can in fact relinquish yourself to making noise.
“Ah, there she is!” Rindou smirked, pulling off your breast whilst a trail of saliva followed him. You couldn’t hear anything except the noise in your head and Ran drove his two fingers directly into your cunt as he roughly latched onto your clit.
“Oh, fuck!” You gasped, your whole body twitching as he scissored them in and your hands flew to Rindou’s forearms as you tipped forward. He steadied you, chuckling slightly before one hand ripped from your grasp and straight to your shoulder.
“Since you’re bending over for Ran, why don’t you suck it too?” Rindou purred, the belt clinking off his uniform loops and onto the floor. He moved the buttons aside, making way to undo his zipper and you could already taste him you swore. He was so quick with you, your mouth immediately filling up to the hilt with his dick as you closed your eyes to savor the feeling. “Holy shit…”
You vaguely heard Rindou swear to Ran to ‘keep her still dammit’ as the buzz of your orgasm crashed through you as Ran wouldn’t let up on your clit; he was relentless and you squeezed his fingers through the immense feeling. By the time you came back around, Ran was standing again and you hollowed out your tongue against Rindou. He groaned, a gentle hand for once holding your head still between the threads of your hair.
“Good girl.. Now hold on one second.” You heard Ran whisper as he leaned over to shed his belt and moved aside his uniform, amongst the heavy pants Rindou emitted. “You want a thousand to let me fuck you? Or two? Maybe I’ll even throw in some extra if you let me cum inside…”
“Three to let you swallow it...”
A haughty chuckle erupted from Ran as he slid his cock between your folds with ease. “Now Rindou! Don’t go pooling out our savings.”
As if they didn’t have a penthouse waiting for them at home with thousands piled up against the walls. You would’ve wagered, a measly ten would do for the kings with millions dripped out over their bodies. Their gang uniforms probably cost more than what you made in a month, hell maybe even a year.
But the mere thought of getting Ran’s cock made you stupid, also you were slightly occupied right now with your mouth being fucked. You didn’t want to throw a fit, you were getting a good dick down and money that you could use for anything you needed. It was plenty more than what other men have given so far tonight and– yeah, you couldn’t complain.
Ran bottomed out the same time Rindou snapped his hips into your throat, sending you jolting back even further onto Ran with a moan. You didn’t even have a chance to adjust, the older Haitani’s pace was even more brutal than his brother’s. “That’s it, you can take it right? Oh, try not to gag honey.”
“Doesn’t matter to me if she does, she feels fucking good.” Rindou hastily replied, a moan caught on his lips. He was nearing his own orgasm, his thighs shaking against the palms of your hands as you gripped the sleek material of his pants. Would he be able to deter it before Ran’s you didn’t know, but it seemed like it wouldn’t be pretty if he came before him.
“Fuck... so tight for me. Just for me, huh?” Ran cooed, his eyes piercing down towards your ass bouncing on display. “Rin, do me a favor. Shut the fuck up.”
A quiet grumble escaped him but he continued his thrusting, in tune with Ran’s and you swore you could see stars. Ran just fit so perfectly inside, rolling his hips against you just right and you weren’t one to talk about a good fuck but maybe your girlfriends should hear about this one. A warm ooze filled your mouth and you just barely registered. Rindou came, a loud groan above you cutting through the harsh breaths.
“Rindou, move.” You heard Ran growl from behind you as you were hoisted up with big hands, away from Rindou entirely. One hand went to your throat, the gloved sleeking your hickies and the other to the fat of your hip and Ran had you practically sat on his dick as he leaned onto the wall. He didn’t stop his rugged thrusts into you, easily becoming sloppy from your tightness. You squeezed around his dick as you felt his fingers tightened against the tendons of your throat and he paused, a quick desperate breath spilling out of him as he came inside.
“Ran, it’s late. We need to meet South.” Rindou said up the alleyway, his uniform done to perfection.
“I’ll be there, thanks darling.” Ran uttered, fingering his cum inside you eagerly before wiping it off on his uniform. “Be a dear and cover up. Have a goodnight.”
And there was no aftercare with Roppongi’s kings, your coat being thrown over you with the rest of the cash slipped into the pocket.
𝒜/𝒩: i know this is a dead fandom (but sue me i love it) also wrote this incredibly fast, might've messed up somewhere but i wanted to get it out. enjoy!
You were on your way to college at that hour, the sky painted a beautiful orange hue, indicating that night was about to fall. Running late, you quickened your pace because you still had to catch a bus. Cursed be the day you decided to study far away. And in your haste, you bumped into someone, almost falling to the ground from the force of the impact.
But luckily, the figure in front of you grabbed your wrist, preventing your fall. Looking up, your eyes met a pair of beautiful ruby eyes, which shone elegantly in the light of the nearest lamppost. He had a refined appearance, clothes, face, and a gaze that could make any girl swoon.
You quickly moved away from the man, murmuring a brief thank you and preparing to leave as quickly as possible, never forgetting that you were still very late. But something immediately made you stop. Those eyes, you knew those eyes from somewhere. No one but a certain someone had such striking and vibrant eyes.
It couldn't be, right?
No, it was definitely him.
Ran Haitani.
The man also had recognition in his eyes, a little surprise at seeing an old "friend." He smiled without showing his teeth, the kind of smile that could make anyone's heart race. But yours didn't race, though you returned the friendly smile.
"I almost didn't recognize you. It's been so long, Ran," you said, the gentleness in your tone slightly surprising Haitani, considering you barely looked at him back in high school.
He chuckled softly, a melodic and gentle sound. Seeing you after all these years was a delight for him.
"It's a pleasure to see you again too, dear."
Discomfort grew in your chest at hearing such a nickname, your smile immediately became forced and your eyebrows furrowed in a frown for a few moments before returning to normal. However, the forced smile remained on your lips. Ran had changed in appearance, but not in character and personality—or so you thought.
Noticing the obvious discomfort on your face, he decided to take a different approach instead of simply walking away or trying to flirt with you. After all, this man's confidence is unwavering. He wouldn't miss the chance to continue talking to you.
"I noticed you're in a hurry. Are you going somewhere important?"
His question caught you off guard, but unconsciously it softened the atmosphere between you two a little.
"Oh, yes. I'm going to college now," you explained, sparing yourself from giving further information that would surely be useless.
He hummed in response, shaking his head as if he were thinking about what to do. However, all of this was just a calculated pretense on Haitani's part. A pretense that, of course, you didn't notice and wouldn't notice so easily.
"I could give you a ride, you know? My car is nearby." Ran proposed, carefully choosing his words, aware that something wrong could make you decline the invitation.
At first, you were tempted to accept, but you wanted to refuse and leave as soon as possible. However, looking at the watch on your wrist, you realized that taking a bus would only delay you, especially if it took a long time to arrive. You weren't going to let this opportunity pass.
"Refusing would be foolish of me," you said with a giggle, provoking the same reaction from the older man.
Ran offered you his arm in a gesture of chivalry, and you, even surprised, decided to accept the gesture. For you, whether you like it or not, actions speak louder than words – even if you had previously judged him by a nickname. It was foolish of you, but your critical sense unfortunately prevailed.
You placed your hand in the crook of his arm and allowed Haitani to guide you to his car. And well, he wasn't lying when he said his vehicle was nearby. But it wasn't that that caught your attention, but rather the car itself. It was certainly a luxury car, one of the most expensive and eye-catching. The perfectly polished exterior reflected the local lights; everything about that car screamed wealth and luxury.
You never would have imagined Ran would become so wealthy, considering he was a delinquent in his teens and had already been arrested twice. It was quite a surprise. But you should have noticed sooner, given how elegantly dressed he was. Looking closely at him, something else caught your attention – the tattoo on his throat, strangely familiar.
Noticing you were staring too long, he cleared his throat and gently pushed you towards the car, opening the passenger door for you to get in. Once inside, you fastened your seatbelt, and he walked around the car, settling into the driver's seat.
The initial drive was silent, but after 10 minutes, that silence was filled with conversation. Conversations about the past, present, future, and even his current profession, since you were curious to know what Ran does for a living. He simply said he was a successful businessman and nothing more, maintaining a calm expression and a relaxed smile – making you believe he was telling the truth. Naive you.
You were thinking that he had really changed after all, but you didn't let your opinion change so quickly because of such a quick and casual conversation.
Five more minutes passed and you finally arrived at the college where you study. Looking at the watch on your wrist, you noticed that you had saved a lot of time by accepting Ran's ride. Going by bus would have only wasted more time, considering it would be half an hour or more of travel. And now, you were only thinking about how you would reward Ran for such kindness – or if he would ask for something in return.
Noticing the clear concern on your face, Ran let out a playful chuckle. The sound immediately pulled you from your thoughts, making you look and frown in confusion.
"Hey, you know you don't need to reward me, right? Well, at least not in the way you might be thinking," he assured you. His words brought relief to your chest, making you release a breath you didn't even know you were holding. However, there was still tension in the air. He was thinking, perhaps considering asking for something. "But..." he continued, pausing for a few moments, observing your reaction and how quickly you tensed up before continuing. "I want you to have dinner with me tonight, that's all I ask."
He surprised you again, this time disconcerting you internally for a few moments. Was that all he wanted? You wondered, because you thought he would want something more vulgar – still based somewhat on how he used to be.
I should stop always thinking the worst of him, you thought.
"Okay, I accept." You said, choosing not to question or complain. After all, dinner would be much better than anything else. Right?
Ran's face lit up with pure delight, at the same time, something in his gaze said he had already expected that answer. He then opened the car door and got out, immediately turning around to help you out. You didn't notice, but many of the students at the school were looking in your direction, whispering and all that. But even if you had noticed, you wouldn't have cared.
After that, you said goodbye to Ran with a brief wave, which was quickly returned. You entered the school with an indifferent expression, completely oblivious and ignoring the curious glances. This was because your mind was occupied with something else. Thinking about what this dinner with Ran would be like. And honestly, you didn't know what to expect.
Fluff, mentions of bad words (?), no gender mentioned, no proof read
At four years old you still hadn't understood what was around you. Your brothers Ran and Rindou have always protected and cared for you more like parents than like older brothers, taking on all responsibility after your parents abandoned you, even though Ran was only 12 years old at the time, while now he is 14 and with Rindou already governs Roppongi thanks to drug and crime rings.
Usually they put you in bed and lock the door in order to going out for their business during night, as soon as they come back they unlock your room. This is one of those nights, the noise made due to Rindou taking a shower had you wake up in sweat due also to the hot season. You decide to cling onto one of your brothers as you like to do, cause its been only six months that you moved into the 'big grown up bed'. Ran was peacefully asleep in his bed until he felt some movement. His eyes opened and he looked towards the side. There he saw you.
He smiled lightly before stretching his arms and pulling you into a hug.
"What's wrong? Can't sleep?" Ran asked as he gently rubbed your head.
"Too hot"
Ran frowned as he was slightly concerned after hearing you say that.
He gently turned you around, now facing you towards him.
"Oh, yeah, u are sweaty.." Ran said as he put his palm to your forehead then to your cheek.
He suddenly let out a sigh before sitting up and letting you sit on his chest instead.
Ran wrapped his arms around you and slowly patted your back.
"Let's wipe away the sweat first. I'll go prepare a wet towel" Ran said before attempting to get up. But he stopped when he felt you suddenly grip onto his shirt firmly.
"Why is summer hot?"
Ran chuckled lightly as he looked at you, slightly amused by your question.
"Because it's Summer. Duh" He replied, he then thought for a moment before adding another answer.
"If you want, u can ask Rindou. He probably knows the answer, smart ass. He's smarter than me when it comes to those kinda things" Ran said. So you decided to run to Rindou bed as soon as he felt asleep after his shower screaming:
"Riiiiin" you shouted, whining.
Rindou had just about to fall asleep when he hear you shouting his name. He let out a groan, and opened his eyes slowly.
"Ugh.. what the hell do you want?" Rindou grumbles. You crawl into his bed and Rindou raised an eyebrow as he watched you. He then lets out a heavy sigh before turning to face you.
"Can't you go sleep with Ran? Why are you here?" Rindou complained but still let you get closer to him. "Why summer hot?" Rindou rolled his eyes, slightly irritated by the question.
"Because of the sun, dumbass" He grumbled as he looked at you.
He then thought for a moment before he continued "The sun makes the temperatures higher and the higher temperatures make Summer hot. You get it now? Dumbass" "Oh. Ok" you say, running back to Ran bed. Rindou watched as you suddenly got up and ran away. He let out another sigh before trying to fall back asleep again.
Ran was waiting for you in his bed and when you returned, he chuckled lightly. He then hugged you again, letting you lie on his chest instead.
"So? What did Rin say?" Ran asked.
"That i'm dumb" Ran let out a soft laugh.
"Don't listen to him, he's just trying to be annoying as usual" Ran said as he patted your head.
"Besides, i think you're quite smart" He added, slightly smiling.
"Thank you onicha."
"You're welcome" Ran replied, pulling you closer to him.
"Now, go to sleep, ok?" Ran murmurs, still patting your head gently.
You nod and Ran smiled before he closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep. One of his arms was tightly wrapped around your body, keeping you close against him while he slept. The next day, You were woken up by the sound of a conversation coming from outside the room. The sun was shining through the window, casting a warm light in Ran's room. As you sat up, you heard Ran's voice and Rindou's voice speaking to each other. It seems that Ran and Rindou are having a conversation with each other outside the room. They seemed to be talking about something quite serious. You try to overhear their conversation but they spoke in low voices, but you were able to hear some parts of it.
Ran was saying something about an upcoming meeting, and Rindou was making some sarcastic comments about it. Despite their serious topic, Rindou seems to be in a good mood, making Ran sound a bit pissed. Ran scolded Rindou, and told him to take it more seriously, which made Rindou roll his eyes, but he still agreed. Then their conversation continued as they start talking about a rival group. They mentioned something about the rival group causing trouble in their territory, and that they will take care of it.
For a second, they seemed to stop talking, and Ran suddenly called out your name. You enter the room and Ran and Rindou looked at you when you entered the room. Ran smiled lightly as he beckoned for you to come closer.
"Oh, you woke up at the right time. Come here" Ran said, gesturing you to come closer to them.
Ran patted his lap, signaling for you to sit there.
Rindou looked at you with a sly smirk, as if he was about to say something annoying, but Ran gave him a warning look and Rindou chose to remain quiet. Ran smiled approvingly when you obeyed and sat on his lap. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close, making sure you sat comfortably. Rindou still had that annoying smirk on his face, eyeing you both but he stayed quiet. Ran looked at you and pinched your cheek gently.
"Did you sleep well?" Ran asked, his gaze softened as he looked at you.
"Yews"
"Onichan, why you have a territory? Like the dog that pee on the tree? You pee on the Door?" Ran laughed at your question, finding it quite amusing.
"No, no, not exactly like that, silly" He said, shaking his head.
Rindou rolled his eyes, seeming annoyed by your question but still spoke up.
"It's not like that... We have territories to show we control a certain area. It's like marking our territory, like how dogs pee on trees."
"Oh. Then where i have to pee?" Ran stifled a laugh and looked up to the ceiling, trying to hold back from laughing out loud. Rindou meanwhile covered his mouth with his hand, trying not to burst out laughing.
Ran tried to compose himself and spoke up.
"You don't have to pee in our territory, you're not a dog, you know... "
"Okay" Ran chuckled as he ruffled your hair.
"Such a silly baby, asking where to pee on our territory." Ran said, poking your cheek lightly.
Rindou then spoke up again, with that smug look on his face.
"Yeah, and besides, if you pee anywhere, we'll have to clean it up."
LATE NIGHT MOTORCYCLE RIDES WITH CRUSH!RINDOU 📢📢📢💥💥💥
hey there! heard your call loud and clear 🗣🗣🗣 thanks a bunch for your patience with my turtle-like speed... fem!reader and nothing else to add hehe English is not my native language, so please forgive me for mistakes/inaccuracies!
With Rindou, everything is so simple: you don't think about that terrifying and distant future lurking around the corner of your parental home – your demons are asleep, comfortably nestled under his warm side, softly snoring. Rindou magically absorbs all your fears and turns them into advantages, giving you the necessary peace; you no longer fear being misunderstood by this vast world because one person is already on your side. And you wish it could always be like this.
Rindou is remarkable by nature. With him, there is never a dull moment, and sometimes you wonder how it happened that your paths crossed. Don't think it's about your self-doubt, it's all fine with that – the time spent with Haitani has been beneficial to you – it's about how your world and his have intertwined to such an extent that now the words "I love you" sizzle on your tongue like pop rocks.
When you observe people who clearly have a mutual attraction, you want to push them towards the decision to be together as soon as possible: after all, it's obvious – you both are in love – why torture yourselves? But now you find yourself sitting in the back seat, tightly embracing the waist of your, seemingly just a friend, inhaling his barely perceptible scent and thinking, "God, does he always smell this good or are my hormones just raging?".
Night rides were nothing new to you. Rindou was thrilled with the idea of showing you the city from different perspectives, and now you two would speed through deserted roads a couple of times a week, engaging in playful races with the occasional passing sport cars. There were even moments when Rindou would spot familiar faces and stop to introduce you to them. Now your phone was filled with all kinds of contacts: from the owner of a car workshop who shared good tobacco with you, to a lawyer who insisted you should call him if needed. And Rindou himself, smirking slyly, claimed that this was the best lawyer in all of Tokyo. You had no desire to take things to court ever, but having such connections wouldn't hurt.
This ride seems more thrilling to you now than yesterday. Perhaps because you finally realize that you want Rindou's fingers, brushing under your chin when he removes your helmet, to wrap around your neck and pull you in for a sudden kiss?
"Djing is an art," Rindou suddenly says, turning off the engine, and you blink in confusion, trying to understand why he decided to talk about his passion so abruptly. Sure, you knew he was passionate about it, but you didn't expect a full-on TED talk about the intricacies of mixing tracks while you both were cruising through the neon-lit streets of Tokyo. "Understanding the tracks, the beats, the rhythm, the flow... Everything!"
Haitani sounds inspired, gazing at the flickering lights of the big city. He seems so eager to share his thoughts with you that he didn't even notice your strange state. Just like you didn't notice his trembling hands behind his own concerns and that he's staring only straight ahead.
And Rindou kept talking and talking, switching to the another topic, interrupting himself with small pauses and not giving you a chance to get a word in.
"It would be cool to ride motorcycles together, you on yours, me on mine, who gets home faster. Imagine you'll be my chauffeur from parties. Just kidding! No parties and drunk me. I was watching videos of us hanging out recently, and... huh? Am I always like that when I'm drunk? How do you put up with me?" Rindou smiled, catching your gaze on his lips and losing his train of thought.
Out of habit, he adjusted his glasses, belatedly remembering that he wore contact lenses today just for you. And in the pocket of his pants, specially won for you a keychain with that puppy with long ears, although he still couldn't bring himself to call it that – it reminded him more of a rabbit.
Specifically. For. Her. Damn! You sleep during the day to ride around the city with her at night. You download her favorite albums on your player. You search for tickets for a tour of her favorite manga artist and find them, rejoicing that you managed to get them. Damn!
"Let's date," you say confidently, Rindou, because it's now or never.
And he seems to shock both you and himself so much with his out-loud proposal that you both just stare at each other for a while before you finally say:
hi!! maybe you could write smth about rindou skipping a gang meeting to hang out with you? (and then maybe he gets caught and reprimanded 🤭) he’s just such a loverboy i think he’d put his gang stuff on the back burner for someone he likes
*gazing into the distant horizon* well, well... thank you for participating, hehe!! fem!reader, but, uh, nothing more is happening... *voice gets quieter* yeahhh.. English is not my native language, so please forgive me for mistakes/inaccuracies!
Mocchi's words were full of teasing as he declared, "You don't swap bros for... well, you know," when Rindou appeared at the next gang meeting. His gaze lazily slid over the massive frame of the guy, Rindou had neither the strength nor the the desire to engage in confrontation – Haitani had had a great time last night and still hadn't fully recovered.
Mocchi was half-expecting a flimsy excuse or maybe a hint of embarrassment from Rindou, but nope, not this guy.
"Come on, I can still be a gangsta and have a girlfriend. It’s called multitasking," Rindou's way past the age where talks of love and stuff would make him blush; instead, he just adjusts his glasses.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever you said," Mocchi rolls his eyes. "Just don’t let her turn you soft."
"Don't worry, Mocchi, my heart belongs to the streets... and maybe a little bit to her too," Rindou lied – the last thing on his mind right now was gang conflicts. The image that kept resurfacing in his mind was how her hair beautifully framed her naked body and how her hips moved smoothly on him. He couldn't care less about someone trespassing on someone else's territory or about accidental killings. All of this disgusted him: they needed to find out who it was and sort it out themselves before others did.
Only Ran was on edge because of South, who was determined to shake up the Tokyo order with the stubbornness of a ram. Haitani couldn't complain, but South's methods didn't sit well with him at all. He would push Ran, who in turn would push his subordinates, and when Rindou faced his brother at home, exhausted from yet another chaos in the district – with foreigners causing a ruckus, – Ran would lose it on him for slacking off from his duties for a stupid reason: having a steady girl and taking her to movies and restaurants, draining their joint budget. Ran had the right to say so – after all, he covered for the younger one when he had dates on gang meeting days. The little bastard just got lucky that Ran wasn't in a position to assess his dire situation in the beginning. He had only realized that Rindou had taken advantage of his kindness and fatigue and slipped out of the meeting for reasons other than indigestion when Rindou had stumble in at dawn in high spirits and with kisses.
Rindou fell hard for her, literally stuck to that girl, already on a regular basis going on night city rides with her, secretly enjoying that she devoted her time only to him. His whole routine went down the drain: fights, clubs, parties, workouts – all of that waved goodbye as soon as he got involved with her. He started looking at the world more broadly, matured maybe, or maybe stopped fixating only on himself, drank less. Maybe that girl was good for him.
"How long will you keep skulking in corners with your little mouse, huh?" South sang in the midst of the gang meeting, causing Rindou to clench his jaw. The relaxed demeanor vanished, replaced by a fiery gaze clearly telling South to go to hell and not touch her. It wasn't a conversation with Mocchi, an old friend who meant no harm.
"This is not relevant to our discussion," Rindou's response was swift and fiery, making it clear that South was treading on thin ice by bringing up his personal affairs.
"Here I decide what is relevant and what is not. Do you and your brother take me for fool, thinking I'll believe yet another excuse for why you're not here at the right time? Bring me her here and prove your loyalty, or else your lady will watch me beat you up in front of her," South teased with a twinkle in his eye and a smirk on his face.
"Shit," Rindou thinks to himself, feeling Ran's gaze on him. He knew he had to make a choice – between his loyalty to the gang and safety for the girl who had captured his heart. The weight of his decision hung heavy in the air as he stood there, feeling the pressure of his brother's expectations and the threat looming over him.
In that moment, Rindou made a split-second decision. With a steely resolve, he squared his shoulders and met South's gaze head-on. "I'll bring her," he said firmly, his voice unwavering. Deep down, he knew the consequences of his choice. And Ran? Well… He'll probably grumble and swear at the whole neighborhood again.
