✔️𝑆𝑇𝑂𝐶𝐾𝐻𝑂𝐿𝑀 𝑆𝑌𝑁𝐷𝑅𝑂𝑀𝐸 | 𝐵𝐴𝐽𝐼 𝐾.

˜*•.𝚏𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗

"...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.