𝙁𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙔𝙤𝙪 (Wind Breaker x Reader)

45: Died Down Flames

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"takiishi's got a lot things he likes and dislikes....but none of them involve the common man. He's not swayed by influence, not by fear, not even by desire," endo pauses, a hint of amusement in his tone, "he's basically unmoved, a puppet with no strings — a remarkably singular entity."
his lips curve up just a bit, "that's why he's so beautiful...or that's what i thought."

his words caught the attention of both sakura and (y/n), whom were listening quietly to him speak.

"...what does that mean..?" the monochrome headed male asks reluctantly.

endo rests his chin on the palm of his hand, a faraway look on his handsome face as his eyes follow every movement both umemiya and chika were doing.

"i knew there was someone else, that's why i set this whole thing up. inside...takiishi's world...he's not actually alone, but...umemiya's there. the only person who seems to have truly pierced that shell is bofurin's leader, whom he's inexplicably allowed into his world. it sure makes me freaking jealous." endo sighs exasperatedly, brushing it off.

(y/n) couldn't help but feel that endo — deep down — wishes chika would let him in too. From what she's seen and heard so far, those two were always together; like a pair. not in the sense of a romantic relationship, more like a....loyal dog and his owner..?

she felt terrible for endo. she assumed he wanted to chika to recognize him to, to close the gap between their bond that separates them from truly becoming friends. if they were even that, to begin with.

The biting wind whipped around them, carrying the distant clang of metal against metal from the rooftop.

after a moments of silence, (Y/n) snorted, a playful glint in her own eyes. "chika sounds like a pain in the ass. though, I suppose that's the kind of guy who would be attracted to someone like umemiya."

endo's smile widened, and he subtly glanced at (y/n), his expression softening for a fleeting moment before he masked it with a nonchalant air, "indeed. A curious and...exclusive dynamic they share. And, well, it seems that exclusivity isn't limited to just one person, is
it?" he hinted slyly.

(y/n), never one to miss a beat, tilted her head, a smirk forming, "oh? who's that, then? some new recruit for your little club?" she teases, giggling.

"perhaps," he murmured, his voice low and teasing, "someone who, like umemiya, has managed to break through a certain cold exterior." he glances at her.

(y/n) flushes, slightly shoving him with her hand, "what's that supposed to mean?!!" she huffs, side eyeing him, "don't get any ideas, endo. I'm not like umemiya."

endo merely offered a cryptic smile, "it's just an observation. I've rarely seen someone command such attention from takiishi without a fight. there's an intrigue there, a flicker of something..." he slyly smirks, confusing the girl even more as it seems he knew something she didn't.

sakura, ever observant, noticed the subtle shift in the air. He shot a cautious glance at (y/n), then back to endo, sensing an undercurrent he couldn't quite grasp.

(y/n), however, was not one to be easily convinced, "what's his deal, anyway? why's chika so...distant..? No wait, emo?...or disinterested with the world??" she mumbles incoherently, hand to her chin as she drifted from the topic at hand.

endo straightens his back; a glint of amusement in his eye, "that, my dear (y/n), is a story for another time. But for now, you might want to focus on the fight. It's about to get interesting."