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○Safe? | Bonten! Mikey x Reader

⚠TW: Blood, Violence

When Mikey first found Y/N, she was skittish, very timid and talk all much. As well as dressed in torn bloodstained clothes.

The woman with H/C hair quickly backed herself up against the dirty brick wall as far as she could when she heard multiple footsteps approaching her door. Even though it wasn't who she was expecting, her frightened expression never let up on her face. "Told you there was someone else here, should we kill her? " A male with a rosy pink mullet spoke up before looking over to the man with a black hair. "No, we should clarify with Mikey first. " He replied as he looked over his shoulder.

Almost as soon as he said that, a short man with a white undercut and tired looking black orbs walked inside. His hands buried in his pockets. The non-talkative female tensed up as she watched him walk in front of her. "So, who are you? " He inquired as he looked down at her.

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"You've been gone awhile, I just wanted to make sure you were okay. " Mikey listened to the female's soft voice as he kept his phone up to his ear, before glancing down at his bloodied hands and firearm. "Sorry, it seems that I underestimated how much time it would take to finish up here. " He apologized as he flicked his wrist a little, whipping off a little bit of the red liquid. "You don't have to stay up until I get back, I can tell your tired. " The male reminded since he could just hear the exhaustion in her voice.

"Mm, no I'm fine, you don't have to worry. " Y/N replied as she stayed seated on the comfortable couch, her E/C hues gazing at the anklet around her leg. It was pretty no doubt, even though one of the charms that hung from it held a small GPS tracker in it. Just so if something ever happened to her, or she went missing, Mikey would be able to find her by pushing a few buttons on his phone. It was just a precautionary measure for her safety since the person who was keeping her in a holding cell was still out there.. Because Bonten got to his little 'base' too late.

"Mhm, well if I find you passed out on the couch when I get home then I'm leaving you there. " He warned causing a light chuckle to escape from her lips. "I see, well I'll make sure to keep that in mind, then. Love you, Mikey. " She replied as her E/C hues softened. "I love you too, Y/N. I'll see you when I get home. " He bid her goodbye before she just heard the phone call ended noise. The female with H/C held a pillow against her chest, looking at her left hand that was somewhat wrapped in bandages. More specifically at the silver band that was wrapped around her ring finger.

A small smile crept up onto her lips as her right hand gripped onto the fabric of the pillow. The fond memories of when the male with white hair first said he loved her flowing back into her mind.

"Because your mine to love, not to control. " Mikey reminded as he kept his hands on either side of the female's face, she had the silly question of why let her do whatever, with restrictions of course, and not just give her proper instructions.
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Funny enough, Y/N did end up falling asleep on the couch. But what she didn't expect was to see the criminal organization leader sleeping atop of her with a blanket draped over the both of them.