oblivious | nahoya kawata

twenty-two

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"THE WHAT?" you and ran chorus'd with a frown irking up on your faces, sanzu sighed "don't play with me, the suitcase, red one" sanzu waved his hand at him trying to give the clueless guy a clue, "seriously, what the fuck are you talking about?" the highest in the room, your ex, looked at the elder haitani for a brief moment before his eyeballs popped out, almost "oh shit.."

"your brother has it" ran glanced at you and then back at his pal "what are you talking about?" sanzu stomped his feet on the floor so hard, that you're goddamn sure the person living below would be running down now thinking it's a earthquake, your heart pace quickened with so many thoughts running through your mind, what are they talking about? what's the red suitcase? and what's in it?

"the drugs, ran! it's in it?!" he yelled as ran sighed in relief, thinking it's not what he thought, which might be important "you have tons though, why do you need-" ran got cut off my sanzu grabbing his collars "yes u have tons but it's not what I want right now" said sanzu, through gritted teeth as ran rolled his eyes yet again, "call rindou, then? and now leave my shirt or I'll break your neck and body into two pieces"

something fishy, it was ever since the start. you wanted to make sanzu regret every decision and moves he made and did, killing him just like that wouldn't hurt him much but making suffer whilst he's still alive might be, you need a strategy to play his life like how he did, your eyes and mind raced as beads of sweat formed and rolled down your face and onto the floor.

"I would if I could! he's closing his eyes for now.." sanzu scratched his head as ran's brows furrowed "closing his eyes? you mean he's sleeping?" sanzu nervously giggled "technically" the door swing opened as a purple mullet stepped in, steps sloppy and in need of support "sanzu, you fucking piece of sh-" he then stumbled down before finishing his sentence, the room dead silent and watching the guy on the floor.

"you fucking drugged him?!" sanzu sighed in content, ran ran towards his brother checking if he's alright or not whilst the scarred mouth gangster's turned to you, "y/n.." he said in a low tone, sincere yet his eyes shone in mischievous, you gulped slowly, preparing for whatever is about to come.

the pink mullet stood before you, both his hands on your shoulder "I know what I did was wrong but I thought that would make you feel good or its right for you, I didn't know that it would cause this much trouble, you know how much I love you, right? you know how many times I put myself first just to protect you? you think all those smiles and butterflies are fake?" you kept a straight face when a tear slid down your face ; yeah, that's how exactly a manipulator sound.

"do you think I don't love you anymore?"

A/N ; on a scale from 1-10, how smart do you think y/n is? [ according to this book ]