Hanma Shuji x Reader [Tokyo Revengers +18]

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I don't know what this chapter even is dude—

Some time passed, and even though neither Hanma nor (Y/n) talked about whatever their relationship had transcended to, it still was obviously clear. For them, but also from whoever was around as well. Surely the way Hanma treated (Y/n) wasn't the same when they were alone as when she was at the headquarters. Most times he didn't even spare her a glance. But when she was at his place? He still was as tough, but at the same time, he couldn't find it in him to be as cold. Hell, even if her body never stopped from boring many marks of his from all shapes and colors, he sometimes thought twice about being harsh with her. He had found himself holding back because, deep down, he did care for her wellbeing. Even if he was the way he was, he also had a little regard for her sometimes. 

"Come," he said after watching (Y/n) bringing the plates of food to the dining table "Sit here" he ordered her, spreading his legs open a little while patting one of his thighs.  She did as she was told, and as soon as she sat on one of his legs his hand wrapped securely around her waist. With the other one, he picked a piece of the food she had made for him 

"Open your mouth" his voice sounded calm and commanding. His expression as neutral as always and his eyes as magnetic and fixed on hers as usual. 

(Y/n) felt her heartbeat quickening due to his big and warm hand on her waist and by the proximity between them, but especially by the way his eyes looked at her, expectant and with a slightly arched brow. She swallowed and did as she was told, parting her lips open ever so slightly while she looked at him with flushed cheeks. Cheeks that only turned redder when Hanma slowly slid the food inside her mouth, feeding her. She softly closed her lips around his fingers and ate the food, careful not to bite on him as his fingers remained inside. He then moved his hand to where her jaw and throat connected, only leaving his thumb in as she sucked on it. He tilted his head slightly, golden eyes lingering to her lips for a second as the distance between them got shorter. 

"What would you do for me?" he suddenly asked, voice low and deep, hitting right onto her lips. His eyes traveled down to her lips again, this time staying there longer and almost as if he was fleeing her own gaze. 

"Anything," she answered honestly. Because as much as she had questioned in the past, she was too enamored and infatuated with him to deny it any longer. There was a silence after her answer, and Hanma looked up to her eyes again, this time a glint of amusement in his eyes that still kept that serious aspect. 

"Would you kill someone for me?" he asked with the same almost airy tone as before, breath hitting her again and making her hair stand just from how seriously he was saying it despite his almost tender tone. This time it was her throat where his eyes wandered to, his fingers finally leaving her mouth "I would kill anyone for you" he added when his eyes went up to her lips and his hand went to her nape, caressing her jaw as well "You just have to say it, and I'll have anyone dead in a second" he said, finally looking deep into her eyes with an expression that she had barely seen in him but that made her heat up and her chest flutter. 

It became difficult to breathe for a second as she became even more entranced by him and by how his eyes looked deep at hers as if to let her know how serious he was. And his lips, now with that tiny and subtle smirk of his... She laid her hand on his chest, feeling it under his shirt, and leaned in to kiss him, which to her surprise, he actually allowed the kiss to stay soft. At least for a while. 

"I'd kill for you too," she said without actually thinking it through. But she knew that if things ever got down to that, she might actually do so. That's just how he made her feel, just how heavy her feelings had become for him. Especially after he said that; as if he felt as intensely as her.