The brainless leader of the Arataki Gang handcuffs himself to you in order to piss you off. He has no idea that the restraints cannot be broken nor unlocked without a key, which is lost.
arataki itto x fem!reader
art credits: 腐瓜烂橘 and _siiin
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"...What is that?"
You never expected to start your morning off with a tiny bull roaming around your kitchen, yet here you were. Itto placed a hand on his hip and nodded his head rhythmically, his eyes locked on the Geo construct with a pleased smile. "Pretty cool, huh?"
It all started in the early morning when you woke up in bed—or rather, were forcibly awakened by frequent pokes on your cheek. You tightened your grasp on the corner of your pillow and threw it at the man, furious at the disruption of your sleep. He easily dodged it, even growing cocky about it, but didn't anticipate the second pillow to be hurled at his face.
All of this happened because Itto wanted to show you something. That is, he woke up in the middle of his deep sleep, recalling something completely meaningless that he wanted to share with you. One thing led to another, and before you knew it, he'd thrown a tiny bull onto the ground. You couldn't even croak a response as it started running all over the place.
"Is that my shirt?" You couldn't believe the words that were pouring out of your mouth as you watched in bafflement. The bull turned to look at you, as if it knew what it was doing, before carefully chewing on the white cloth. "Okay, no! Bad boy. Bad!" You scolded as you marched right up to the animal, grabbing the other end of the shirt and yanking as hard as you could.
