"...𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝..."
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"Are you okay kitten?"
Chifuyu: what the hell...
"Yes. Thank you Tetta," you smiled brightly, latching onto him.
"Do you want to stay or shall we go somewhere else?" he asked.
"Can we leave? I don't want to be here anymore," you sighed.
Soon after, you and Kisaki left the nightclub, heading towards his apartment.
"Wow," you said in awe after stepping out of the taxi. "This is where you live?"
"Yes," he smirked. "Impressed?"
"Kind of," you honestly replied. "It is really nice."
"Do you want to see it from the inside?" he asked, rubbing the small of your back.
"Trying to take a lady back to your apartment and we haven't even been on a real date yet? I expected better, Tetta," you grinned, teasing him.
"Oh—I—er—well I didn't mean it like that..." he trailed off, rubbing the back of his neck.
"I'm kidding," you chuckled, attempting to keep up the facade.
"Well, can I at least offer you a coffee or cup of tea?" he insisted.
draken: from now on, we'll be on mute while you try to get information out of him
"That's fine. I'll stay for coffee," you nodded, replying to both men.
Kisaki led you by the hand inside the building and past the security guards.
"Good evening Mr. Kisaki," they bowed.
"Good evening gentlemen," he replied, returning their bow.
"Bringing home a date?" the two men began giggling like schoolgirls.
"Can you two be a little more professional?" Kisaki groaned.
"Sorry boss," the one with multicolored, long hair apologized.
"Pull yourself together," the other one with light-colored hair and a scar scolded his partner.
"Relax you two. No need for formalities. This is my future wife," Kisaki smiled proudly.
"You're future what?!" they both screamed.
"W-I-F-E," Kisaki condescendingly informed them.
"How did you manage to score someone as pretty as her?" the shorter of the two asked.
"And you are?" you flirted. You had to admit, he was cute.
"Inui," the one with the scar cheekily smiled.
"And I'm Shiba!" The other one screamed.
"No one asked," Inui said.
"She just asked me, idiot!" Shiba retorted.
"No, she was talking to me," Inui rolled his eyes.
"Let's go," Kisaki whispered. "They'll be at it for hours."
You and Kisaski ran to the elevator before the two could realize you had left.
"Phew," Kisaki panted.
"You need to hit the gym buddy," you joked, trying to hide the fact that you were also out of breath.
"Watch it," he jokingly scolded.
The elevator eventually stopped at the top floor. "Let's go," Kisaki motioned for you to follow him.
"Wow," you said once again, in absolute shock. It really was even better on the inside.
"It's nice right?" he chuckled, taking off his blazer.
"It is. Whoever is your interior designer needs to come to my apartment and make it look this nice," you giggled.
"So are you saying I can come to your place?" he menacingly grinned.
"Uh—who said that," you looked to the side.
"I decorated my apartment. I'll do it for you. For free. Unless..." he trailed off. "...you feel like I deserve some kind of reward."
"Pshh. In your dreams. Where is the coffee pot?" you anxiously scurried to the kitchen, hoping to avoid Kisaki's piercing gaze.
"Running away from me beautiful? Do you like a good cat and mouse game?" you could hear his loud footsteps from anywhere in the apartment.
"I just want coffee," you groaned.
"Fine. Let me," he lightly pushed you to the side to get the simple ingredients.
"So, Tetta," you let his name roll off your tongue ever so sweetly. "What do you do for work?"
"Why do you want to know?" he asked, putting the coffee grounds in the paper to boil.
"Well, I can't marry an unsuccessful man. Who is going to stay at home with the kids if we're both working our asses off?" simply implying that there is a future for you and Kisaki hurt you to say, but you knew you had to keep up the charade.
"Oh? So you do want to marry me?" he stopped what he was doing to look at you.
You gulped, unsure of what to do. He walked towards you, wrapping his large hands around your ribcage. "Um..." you started.
"Can I kiss you?" He stared deeply into your eyes, waiting for an answer. Immediately your mind flashed to Baji asking you the same question a couple of days ago.
What am I going to do?
"Hmmm...someday," you teased, biting your lip. "But not today."
"Tch. What a tease," he mumbled.
"Come on. Where's that coffee?" you groaned.
"It'll be done soon. Just make yourself comfortable on the couch," he pointed towards the couch in the living room.
"Sure." You walked to the couch, finally looking at your phone for the first time tonight. There were a bunch of missed calls and texts, mainly from Kazutora. Surprisingly, there was a text from Baji.
The bulk of the messages from Kazutora were of him profusely apologizing for his actions and how he "doesn't know what came over him." As if. As soon as you were about to check Baji's message, you heard Kisaki's voice next to you.
"So do you want to tell me about what happened tonight with that guy at the club," Kisaki asked, holding two cups of coffee and setting them on the table?
"Not really," you mumbled, annoyed by the thought of Baji.
"Is he your ex-boyfriend?" Kisaki continued to ask.
"Nope."
"Hmm. So I don't need to be worried about him?"
"No," you hesitantly replied. "But back to you," you quickly changed the subject. "Tell me what you do for work. I know you and my brother work together, but I'm not even sure what he does for a living."
"What if I told you I'm in a gang?" he smirked.
"WHAT?!" you could feel your eyes bulging out of your head.
His smirk turned into a closed-eye smile. "Kidding."
"Uh-huh. I'm not so sure you are," you doubted.
"Listen, baby. My work is top secret." he placed his finger to his lips.
"So secret you can't even tell your future wife?" you teased, leaning close to him and playing with the buttons on his shirt.
"Come on kitten. Don't start something you can't finish." He cupped your cheek with one hand while using the other to lift you onto his lap.
"Woah," you yelped, startled by his actions.
"What? Can't keep up?" he teased.
"Can you?" you mocked.
Getting him to talk would be harder than you thought. Playing with his buttons once more, you placed a soft kiss on his neck. Immediately his body reacted because you felt something growing underneath you.
"Excited. Aren't we?" you winked.
You continued to adorn his neck with sweet, soft kisses, refusing to kiss his lips or go any further with him.
"Are you still *kiss* not going to tell *kiss* your future wife about *kiss* your top-secret job *kiss*?" Even after you finished your questions between kisses, you continued to arouse him by stroking his arm and shifting from time to time on top of him.
"Ahhh," he moaned. "I'm basically the president of the company."
"Tell me more," you urged.
"Basically I call all of the shots. Everyone works under me and obeys my rules. Whatever I want, I get. Like you," he said.
"Like me?" you stopped kissing him for a moment.
"Yes. I knew your brother had a sister, so I demanded he set us up. And in return, he'd receive a promotion. And look where that got us?" he smiled, rubbing your cheek.
You felt sick to your stomach. Why would my brother use me to climb up the ranks?
"What does your company do?" you asked.
"Everything. I shouldn't be telling you this, but I feel like I can trust you," he genuinely smiled. "We are kind of like a spy-gang. We want to be the best of the best. Better than this other group, Tōman," he said with distaste.
"Who is Tōman?" you inquired, pretending not to understand.
"Tōman is a group of amateur spies who want to be the best. Their leader, Manjiro, is a real pain in my ass," he rolled his eyes.
Who is Manjiro?
"But what is the end goal? Why can't you both be the best? Aren't spies supposed to fight bad guys?" this time you were genuinely asking. You never understood what the two groups were fighting for.
"Ugh. My innocent baby girl. Isn't it obvious?" he asked, going slightly mad.
"No it's really not." you felt as though you had missed a chapter in a book.
He straightened up, growing more serious by the minute. "Tōman wants your father out of the picture. Currently, your father oversees all of the agencies in Tokyo. He places regulations on each group. With him out of the picture, Mikey can rule all of Tokyo and get away with anything he wants. But If I'm dating his beautiful daughter, then I'm the one who wins. Your father already wants us to be together."
"My father...out of the picture...?" you asked, confused.
"Sano Manjiro wants to kill your father. And I'm guessing he's using you to get to me and expose Moebius' secrets."
"Wait—"
chifuyu: GET OUT OF THERE. HE'S LYING ABOUT MIKEY
Is Manjiro...Mikey?
"Yes. I knew this whole time you were working for Toman. I'm not stupid. I mean you are beautiful, but I'm not an idiot. The question is, how do you plan to get out of this?" he looked at his watch and began to count down from ten. "Oh and...I'm not lying." he reached into your shirt to grab the microphone that was strapped to your bra—along with the device in your ear.
"You have a 10-second head start," he continued to stare at his phone. "I told you, I love a good cat and mouse game."
"Wait. I don't understand—"
"10"
You jumped off of his lap and landed on the floor.
"9"
"Can we just—"
"8"
"FUCK!" you screamed, running to the front door and grabbing your shoes.
"7"
He stood up slowly, grabbing his blazer.
"6"
You sprinted to the door, running to press the elevator. There was no way you could take the stairs from the 64th floor.
"5"
His voice sounded like it was getting closer with each passing second.
"4"
"Shit shit shit!" you repeatedly pressed the elevator button, hoping it would come quicker.
"3"
The sound of the elevator snapped you out of your thoughts. You bolted inside, pressing the button for the lobby.
"2"
Kisaki stepped out of the apartment and briskly walked to the elevator.
"1"
The elevator door thankfully closed before he had an opportunity to grab you.
You let out a deep sigh and sank into the corner of the elevator.
"What does he mean Mikey wants to kill my father. And he knew the whole time I was working with Tōman. I'm fucked. Who is telling the truth?" your mind was running at a million miles a second.
The elevator reached the lobby quicker than you hoped. Sprinting out of the machine, you headed towards the front door, praying to avoid those guards from earlier.
As soon as you stepped outside, you looked for a taxi to take you home.
Immediately, an all-black van pulled up in front of you.
"No no no," you screamed, running in the opposite direction. "This can't be happening."
"Where are you going beautiful?" a voice called out to you.
"Who the—" you looked up in front of you to see the person you bumped into. "Wait it's you."
"Happy to see me?" he smiled.
"Are you kidding—" you were cut off due to a large object hitting the side of your head and knocking you out.
Immediately, everything went black.
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Sorry for the late update besties.
Im thinking of putting out a little special chapter for Mitsuya because I absolutely love him. And I've been neglecting you guys
if you guys are feeling it, i might make it a little short story. But it's all fluff <3 and maybe smut 🤫