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By Quiet_kid28

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[Still being rewritten...] โ€Ÿ๐†๐จ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ" โ€Ÿ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐, ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๏ฟฝ... More

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๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ: ๐Œ๐จ๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘: ๐€๐ง๐ ๐’๐จ ๐–๐ž ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ’: ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ซ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ“: ๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ฅ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ”: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ“ ๐–๐š๐ซ๐๐ฌ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ•: ๐…๐š๐ฏ๐จ๐ซ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ–: ๐’๐ž๐ญ ๐”๐ฉ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ—: ๐๐จ๐ข๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ ๐…๐จ๐จ๐
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ: ๐’๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ญ
แด„สœษชส™ษช ส€แด‡แด แด‡ษดษขแด‡ (ส™ส€แด‡แด€แด‹ #1) (ใฅโ‡€โ—ž โ†ผ)ใฅ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ: ๐“๐ซ๐š๐ฉ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ: ๐„๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐š
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘: ๐‚๐ก๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’: ๐‡๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐€๐ซ๐ ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ”: ๐‚๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ž
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•: ๐“๐ซ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก ๐Ž๐ซ ๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ก
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ–: ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐‚๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ—: ๐€๐ง๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐š๐ง ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ {๐•พ๐–†๐–“๐–Ÿ๐–šโ™ก}
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ: ๐’๐ž๐ฑ ๐ƒ๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž {๐•พ๐–†๐–“๐–Ÿ๐–š๐Ÿ”ž}
แด„สœษชส™ษช ส€แด‡แด แด‡ษดษขแด‡ (ส™ส€แด‡แด€แด‹ #2) (ใฅโ‡€โ—ž โ†ผ)ใฅ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ: ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ฒ'๐ซ๐ž ๐˜/๐ง'๐ฌ ๐’๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐…๐จ๐ซ ๐’๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ˆ๐ง๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘: ๐†๐ž๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ ๐‘๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐š๐ฅ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’: ๐ƒ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐ž๐
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ“: ๐‚๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ˆ๐ง
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ”: ๐’๐ž๐ง๐ ๐‡๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•: ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ˆ๐ฌ ๐’๐ก๐ž?
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ–: ๐‘๐ž๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฌ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ—: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ 
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ: ๐–๐ž๐ฅ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐“๐จ ๐‚๐ก๐ฎ๐จ {๐•ถ๐–†๐–๐–š๐–ˆ๐–๐–”๐Ÿ”ž}
แด„สœษชส™ษช ส€แด‡แด แด‡ษดษขแด‡ (ส™ส€แด‡แด€แด‹ #3) (ใฅโ‡€โ—ž โ†ผ)ใฅ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ: ๐๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ: ๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐–๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง...
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘: ๐Š๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ฆ {๐•ถ๐–†๐–๐–š๐–ˆ๐–๐–”๐Ÿ”ž}
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’: ๐Œ๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐’๐ž๐ฑ {๐•ถ๐–†๐–๐–š๐–ˆ๐–๐–”๐Ÿ”ž}
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ“: ๐“๐š๐ค๐ž๐ฆ๐ข๐œ๐ก๐ข?
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ”: ๐๐š๐›๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  (๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ #๐Ÿ)
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ•: ๐๐š๐›๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  (๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ #๐Ÿ)
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ–: ๐๐š๐›๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  (๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ #๐Ÿ‘)
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ—: ๐Ž๐ฎ๐ญ๐œ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ’๐ŸŽ: ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐“๐š๐ฌ๐ค
แด„สœษชส™ษช ส€แด‡แด แด‡ษดษขแด‡ (ส™ส€แด‡แด€แด‹ #4) (ใฅโ‡€โ—ž โ†ผ)ใฅ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ: ๐’๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ: ๐’๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐ #๐Ÿ

๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ“: ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ˆ๐ง ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ {๐•ฝ๐–†๐–“๐Ÿ”ž}

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By Quiet_kid28

Twisting and turning around in his bed, Ran struggled to find a comfortable position to fall asleep in. He couldn't tell whether that was the problem or that he was just overthinking too much to fall asleep. As he faced the ceiling and sighed out loud, Takemichi's voice continues to echo through his head that he almost got a headache.

"ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴀᴛᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴅᴀʏꜱ, ᴀʟʟ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ɪꜱ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴡᴀꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅʀɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʟʟ ᴅᴀʏ. ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ɪɴ ᴀ ʙᴀᴅ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴇ, ᴡᴇ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʜᴇʀ."



"ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴀʟᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ꜱᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴠɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ..."



"ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟᴏᴠɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇQᴜɪʀᴇ ɪɢɴᴏʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ɴᴇᴇᴅ."



"ᴀᴛʟᴇᴀꜱᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ꜱᴛᴜʙʙᴏʀɴ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ɪ ᴄᴀʀᴇ! ᴜɴʟɪᴋᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴄʜᴀꜱᴇꜱ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴏɴ!"



"Psh... I don't get turned on easily... he doesn't know shit?" he mumbled angrily as he glared up at the ceiling.

His facial expression started to change once he started realizing the fact that he was actually that kind of person Takemichi was talking about. Somehow it made him annoyed that he threw his pillow across the room before getting out of bed, determined to do something different to prove him wrong.


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Letting out a sigh, Ran was anxious as he raised his hand to knock on the door in front of him but was still hesitant. Will it make him look soft? Caring? Somehow those kind of thoughts made him think he looked weak and pathetic. Not able to face the person on the other side, he was about to turn around and head back to his room when he suddenly heard the door creak open.

His eyes widened as he found himself staring down at the woman in front of him in a difficult state. Her eyes were swollen and red with dark black marks painted beneath them as if she hadn't been able to sleep for days. Her lips looked dried up and her hair was a mess. Her lovely scent which usually filled up the room whenever she was around had compleely perished.

Now she smelled like cigarettes and alcohol.

"Y/n-"

Reaching his hand out, Ran was about to place them against her cheek but paused when he realized what he was doing. Y/n blankly stared up at him as if she was waiting for him to touch her face, but when she noticed how hesitant he was, she brushed his hand away.

"If you're not here to comfort me then go away..." she mumbled as she tried to walk past him.

Before she could take a step further away from him, Y/n felt Ran's touch on the palm of her hands. It was soft and it didn't feel like he was stopping her, Ran was trying to feel her temperature. Biting his lip, he turned to her as his eyes focused on her pale skin.

"A-are you ok...?" he stuttered, trying to remain cool as he scratched the back of his head.

Y/n turned to her, strands of her hair brushing against her face but he could clearly see her piercing eyes staring back at him. She was silent, not knowing how to answer when he could clearly tell the condition she was in.

"Do I look ok...?" she asked in response to his stupid question.

"Well... clearly, no. But I wanna help you get better," Ran stated, his tone of speech sounding more caring this time.

Y/n continued to give him that same blank stare as her eyes focussed on his, wondering whether this was the same man she knew. Ran looked sincere at that very moment that she didn't know which side of him to believe, but at that moment... she wanted something else. Leaning towards him, she stared over at his lips as both their nose bridge came into contact. Ran was a bit taken back by the sudden change in the air as his flirtatious smirk crawled back onto his face.

"Oh...?" he moaned. "Do you somehow get turned on now that I'm sincere?"

Y/n immediately pulled away, knowing that he was still the same. That's when Ran realized that she was just testing him. The woman tried to walk away when he pulled her back towards him.

"Ran..." she moaned almost in an angry manner as she tried to pull away from him.

"You honestly need a bath... how do I put this in the nicest way possible?... Cutie~ You don't have the right smell at the moment," he smiled.

Y/n was a bit annoyed by his comment but she got the idea. Letting out a sigh, she slapped his hand away and made her way back into her room with Ran following behind her. She grabbed some spare change and made her way out, heading down to the changing rooms where the showers were.

"Hey... you know we've upgraded the school into a hotel now. Why can't you just use your own bathroom?" Ran questioned as he leaned in closer to her.

"I just need a bigger space to clear my mind..." she mumbled in response.

"Oh~ I see..." he smirked, thinking of something dirty. "How about my bathroom?"

Y/n lets out a sigh as she threw the shirt in her hand at his face before she continued to make her way down the hall. Ran gasps as he grabbed the shirt, the same dirty look on his face once he'd caught the scent of her on the clothing.

"Now that's the smell I miss..." he moaned.

"Creep..." Y/n murmured from the distance, clear enough for him to hear it.


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Brushing her hair back, Y/n lets the water run down on her face as she let out a sigh before feeling Ran's presence cornering her against the wall from behind as he wrapped his hands around her torso.

"You really don't know when to give up, do you...?" she mumbled, not bothered at all by how touchy he was.

"Well, since you're done with that extra, I see an opening..." he chuckled seductively leaning in closer to her neck as he whispered those words into her ear.

Once the word extra escaped his mouth, Y/n knew he was refering to Aito and her heart ached as everything came flooding back into her head. Ran could tell this by looking at her hand shaking. She clenched her fist, trying not to make it obvious but it was too late. Leaning in closer, Y/n could feel Ran's breath brushing up against her skin as he stared down at her with a look she couldn't read.

"I'm hurt... here you are in the shower with me and you're thinking of another man..." he mumbled, looking away hurtfully.

Y/n was taken back by how hurt he looked. Seriously, what was up with him today? She was a bit annoyed that he was all hurt and shit, it didn't really put her in a good spot.

"I don't even know how I ended up in the shower with you..." she mumbled. "But right now, nothing matters to me anymore..."

Ran looked back at her as she pulled away from him, turning her whole body towards him as she pressed herself against his chest. The man was taken by her unusual submissive behavior as he felt her nipples harden while pressd up against his chest. He blushed just by looking down at her... the needy looks in her eyes said everything... she wanted to feel loved again, and she didn't care who it was. Y/n leans in more and wraps her arms around his shoulder, pulling him down closer to her, their lips just a few inches away from eachother.

"...you wouldn't mind keeping me company tonight, right?" she moaned, slowly rubbing her face against his as she tilted her head up seductively to meet his gaze.

And with that, Ran couldn't resist any longer. He gently lifted her chin up and pulled her in for a kiss. A gentle and passionate kiss. Before Y/n could even pull away, Ran pulled her back. He did not give her a chance to walk away from him. Things got heated once he'd lifted her up into his arms and slammed her back against the wall as he pressed his lips against her once more.

She opened her mouth trying to catch her breath but this gave him an opportunity and he took it, entering his tongue into her mouth. He smirks just listening to the sound of the woman beneath him moaning into his mouth as he ran his finger in between her thighs after wrapping her legs around him.

The water continued pouring down on them as Y/n ran one hand through Ran's messy hair while the other tracing down his back, feeling his muscular body as she hugged him in the process. His lips travelled from hers to her neck, sucking on her revealed skin like an animal in heat. He was enjoying himself too much, enjoying the pleasure of pleasuring the woman he craved so much... 

"How lucky of that jackass to be loved by someone who was way out of his league... I admit, I envied him... but now that he's fucked up it bad I'll make sure to fuck you up good~" he smirked.

"Creep..." Y/n whimpered, her face completely red as she stared up at him.

"I'm your creep..." Ran teased as he gave her a peck on the lips.


































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