"You really think Ima report it when that money can be from anywhere?"
He reasons when he refused to report it, especially if it would get him under investigation, which he doesn't need right now.
" He has a point we don't know where she could have gotten it from," Nanami added
Toji threw a dumb idea and said to hook up again and then ask where the money came from, which was obvious that he got a no from his former colleague while hitting his shoulder
"Look, we don't know if it's her that took the money, it can be anyone, but either way, she's gonna get fired soon." You blurred out
" she has a point, just avoid her till she is fired."
Sukuna looked at his phone and let Toji know that they would be leaving for their second job. They waved their goodbyes and felt leaving you alone again with your manager.
Yes, he apologized, but like anyone can apologize and nothing will change. If you really think about it, you don't know anything about him, which is good because why the hell would you know anything about him? From self-observation, you think hes very self-centered but is kind and very cooperative with the team cooperation.
Both of you kinda just stood there for a minute, awkwardly, till you said you could drop him off at home. The faster you get that manager home, the less time you have to spend with him. He agrees and you started walking to the driver side till you saw Nanami following you to the same driver.
You got defensive right away and said why is he cornering you. Your flight or night mode kicked him due to having a bit of claustrophobia. " Sorry, I should have told you that I was going to open your door for you" he cleared himself as his hand reach for the handle which your pinky touched his fingers.
" I got it, Im a big girl. Can you please take a step back?" you bickered while opening the door yourself to assert dominance over your manager.
" Right, I apologize for overstepping your boundaries." He took a step back and closed the door for you when you sat down.
Him closing the door for you has thrown you off, like, why would he want to close your door? To be nice? Trying to get on your good side or what?
The drive to his destination was very awkward and quiet, You turned on the radio to avoid the quietness. For the destination to be 15 minutes, that was a very long time.
" May I ask you a personal question?" he broke the silent
" no "
" Right sorry for asking "
One thing you learned from your Godfather, ' work isn't a place to make friends, the less information you give out, the better '
But now it's more awkward than before. You want to know what the question was, but you'd prefer not to share your personal information with your manager.
" Im ashamed of myself that I let my opinion get the best of me about you" he clarified while rubbing his temples as the alcohol started to kick in a bit for him.
You gave him a quick side eye as you paid more attention to the road. You don't know what to say to him right now. Should you wait for him to finish, or is that all he has to say?
" Yeah I would too if I was in the wrong." you lied to him because you're so petty and would refuse to admit your actions sometimes if you don't like the person, for example, you yelling at him to go fuck Darcy was very wrong of you but will you every apologize for it, hell no, all because you dont really like her at all.
He laughed to himself as he heard it, " I was hard on you the most " murmured
" I know you said it already."
" Right, I'm sorry, I'm starting to feel the alcohol right now "
" its fine, were close by "
Kento noticed something about you during this drive right now, you really don't like telling people your personal life, and is very fisty.
He thanked you for the drive and headed out the door when he turn his body to face you and said it " I really hope you enjoyed the food with me as much as I did "
You smiled out of shyness when he said that, and to be honest, you didn't know why, " I did enjoy it... I also loved the gossip we were having as well." He chuckled to himself and smiled a bit, and then said his goodbyes
Well, that was a bit weird for you. Was he trying to hit on you or was he just making conversation?
A few days have passed, and your little mini so-called vacation is over, and you're so nervous to even go to work. Allandra messaged you saying that she's excited to tell you everything that has happened
You came on time, placed your stuff away, and waved at your work bestie before you heard your name called by Mr. Nanami. Great, now what does he want?
" A word with you, please," he pleaded as he was outside the room. You mouth to Allandra ' kill me now ' as you followed him to the office once again, just like last time before you got suspended for a week.
Once you enter the room, you see Gojo sitting behind the desk, oh gosh this brings back memories. You sat down nervously as you saw both of them shuffling papers back and forth without exchanging a word.
Gojo looks at you and then starts the conversation, " sooo how are we doing?"
You gave a small smile, "Been good "
"Look, we pulled you into the office once again due to a couple of reasons."
" We discussed it and have decided not to proceed with the write-up, as we have been investigating Darcy. " Nanami said while looking at you. This was his idea, not Gojo, due to trying to make things right with you and to try to make peace.
You cross your hands over your chest and huffed a bit " About fucken time " you mumbled under your breath.
They definitely heard it but said nothing. "We pulled you into the office to inform you that we are about to fire her, so we want you to keep a distance "
" so pretty much what I have been doing before I got a write-up from you guys."
Gojo cleared his throat before saying something, " I have given it some thought and decided to have you as our new supervisor "
Your facial expression was enough for the answer, which was disgust." No, sorry, I'm not interested anymore after what happened and the fact that both of you doubted me for the longest time."
Gojo smiled before using his hands to support his head on the desk. " All of us are adults now; this isn't high school. We can rebuild that trust, as well as a very high pay raise with better benefits."
Nanami added more to the position information, " If you were to take this position, you would be in charge of the department, which means you would be in charge of letting people go as well as hiring new employees."
That was the hint he wanted to give you, to get rid of the people like Darcy who are holding back people from reaching their full potential in this business.
You looked at Nanami and Gojo, dam its so hard to decide, but the first thing that popped into your mind was your Godfather, Levi, you can practically hear him lecting you to add your terms into the deal.
" I want her fired before I even think about this position. Second, I can get a bigger raise than what you're offering, and I want my own office," you bargained
Nanami was a bit shocked when he heard your terms: "We know there's no one better for this position than me, I'm the only one that can fix everything that's going on with the contracts."
The owner of the company was nodding his head in agreement of the last part of what you said, " yeah I think I can work with that, what about you Nanami~ "
" Then it's settled, welcome to the team."
You shook hands with them, dam your going to be a supervisor. Your pratically screaming on the inside right now. You were so expecting to be fired when they pulled you into the office. You have to call your family and let them know.
" oh one more thing, keep it between us.. so when you leave this office, pretend this conversation never happened." Nanami reminded himself
You walked out of the office at the same time as Darcy passed by; you both gave each other a bitchy look. You bumped shoulders with her hard and walked back into your desk and started working on some paper work.
All she can do was puff some air out as she continued to walk away, and sure enough, everyone saw it, and I mean everyone, inclusinig that were in the office.
" GIRL! I'm surprised that she didn't go off on you. " Allandra whisper yelled at you while giving a shocked expression.
" Girll~ I have some tea to tell you."
" Oh my gosh, bitch, me too."
A loud throat being cleared was heard, and both of you looked up to see Nanami looking at both of you, signaling to get back to work, but that stopped before you let out a high scream when you weren't expecting a voice behind you, " What's the tea~ " whispered the person.
You turned around so quick that your hair hit Gojo in the face, so it was he who scared you.
"Don't ever do that. I was so close to punching you" you argued
" Sorry, I'm just nosy."
You widen your eyes a bit and start moving your eyes in the direction of where Nanami is. A quick glance at Nanami and he understood that one of the ingredients for the gossip was standing a few feet away from him, so he played the bitchy boss.
"So if you're not willing to tell the entire group, then I suggest getting back to work before I give you another write-up," He said in a serious tone, which is kinda scary since he is always in a goofy mood.
A few hours have passed by, and before you know it, you're called again, " [name] and Allandra into my office, " Gojo said while looking at you with crossed arms.
" We didnt even talk to each other " you argued
" Thats not what I was told "
You huffed a bit before you said it " Darcy needs to shut the fuck up and mind her own business since she doesnt-"
" Office Now "Gojo's final words before he entered the office, as everyone saw that he was turning the blinds so that no one would see inside the room. Both of you entered the room with the door closed, your heart was pounding, did you really screwed up on being a supervisor?
Gojo sat down and had a stupid grin on his face, " What's the tea?" he said with quiet excitement.
" You fucken scared me! I thought I was in trouble," you whispered yelled while pointing at him.
"Dude, I saw my life flash before my eyes so fast." Allandra cried quietly while glaring at him.
" I know, I know, but I had to get Nanami off my back and make it sound like you guys were in trouble. We have to be quiet. I don't want everyone to hear, so come closer," his hand gestures signaling for your chairs to come closer.
" I found out who Darcy slept with, " You said, trying not to scream with excitement.
A gasp came out before Gojo wanted for information, " who"
You stood quietly a bit to eiger their needs of knowing " just say it already," Allandra demanded while slapping your shoulder
" one of the security " you hinted
" toji? " You shook your head no.
"Sukuna," you revealed
A loud Gasp came from her, and Gojo leaned back from shocked, " YOUR-"
You hushed Gojo hard before he screamed. He covered his mouth and then had his mouth wide open from the shock.
You told them everything that you were told, including that Nanami knew and was there. Then told them about him apologizing to you and for believing Darcy over you.
Then your companion interrupts your conversation and spills her gossip about Darcy, " Shes been living with SAM."
You and the boss had your jaw dropped
" BITCH, that's not the best part, She tried to hit on Sam's husband."
" YOUR LYING!" You screamed out loud before Gojo slapped you to be quiet, while not taking his shocking expression off of her.
"Sam almost fought her in the parking lot the other day, " Gojo added, pointing at her, remembering the incident.
" And Sam kicked her out, now she is asking anyone who has a room to rent."
It looks like you missed a lot while you were away for a week, and he had some information to share.
" I found some JUICY information about the fun police," he was referring to his companion.
That really caught your attention, " Nanami" you said. He nodded while grinning like an idiot
" he has a thing for you."
He pointed at you, then you pointed at yourself. He nodded while looking at you.
You looked at your work, bestie, before both of you burst out laughing hard while holding each other to prevent falling of the chairs. The laughter died down pretty fast when Gojo wasn't laughing; he just looked at you with a smirk.
" youre lying "
"I'm not, he told me himself "
" when"
" A day after the BOTH OF YOU left me with Darcy, he told me that he can see himself being with you."
Allandra started hitting you shoulder a couple of times supper shocked
" Oh my gosh " she cried with excitement
You don't even know what to say, man, you don't even know what to feel. Yes, you do, you feel your heart ready to come out of your chest. You feel nervous now with this new information.
" How do I know if you're telling the truth "
" Then don't take my word for it, then," he threw his hands up in the air, interpreting a surrender.
" Just like... I don't like him, I hate him" you reasoned while trying to find the words.
" You hate him because hes your boss," pointed out your work bestie
" yeah outside of work hes very boring to be around."
" wait im so confused are you trying help him or making him look worse"
" hey im just trying to let you know what kind of person he is "
" I dont believe you, it has to come from him own mou-"
Loud 3 knocks were at the door, which scared all three of you. None of you noticed the time that passed by. Satoru started waving his hands away from you guys, gesturing to move away from him.
Both you and her moved the chairs back to where they were before a 'come in' was told.
Nanami opens the door and enters, scanning the room, you don't even dare to look at him. You're to nervouse to see him in the face.
" I apologize for interrupting. I need to ask [name] if she's willing to stay and do some overtime with me to go over the contracts."
Gojo leaned all the way back from his chair and made eye contact with you while grinning like an idiot. " She would love to, she has a lot of work to catch up on either way."
Nanami scrunched his eyebrows." It's [name] choice not yours."
" End of the day, it's my final word against yours, she stays, right [name] "
That bastard knows what he is doing. You glared at him, hoping your glare could kill him, but sadly, it didn't. You just nodded and agreed.
Before you know it, everyone has left, leaving the night janitors cleaning the building to just you and Nanami, going through the paperwork.
You yawned loudly and started to stretch a bit to stretch your stiff back. Nanami tells you to call it a day, but you just scoff and tell him that the day is practically ending in an hour.
After grabbing your stuff, you started to walk before you heard Nanami offering to walk with you out of the building. You didn't really say anything since hes more likely to do it even if you tell him no.
Both of you were walking to the elevator til you saw two janitors with their cleaning essentials practically taking all of the space. Nanami squeezed himself into the elevator box.
'Oh fuck no' you thought. Your claustrophobia was screaming a bit. " I made some space for you. Please come in. " Nanami offers.
" ahhh its okay Ima take the stairs" you say while walking to the door that says stairs. You hear the elevator door closing till you turn your head to see that Nanami used his hand to prevent it from closing and walking out of the elevator.
" let me walk with you, its not safe to be alone "
"We're still in the building, you know, the only danger I know is the Wet caution sign."
He smiles and laughs a bit while opening the door for you, " The elevator is much faster to the parking lot you know."
You glanced at him before revealing a bit of yourself, " I know, but Im a bit claustrophobic. "
Nanami stops a bit while going down the stairs and looks at you with concern. " Im sorry I didn't know about that. If I did, I would have never put-"
" its fine its no big deal"
After the stairs, you guys finally made it to the parking lot, he sees that its only his car and doesn't spot yours.
" you didnt bring your car today"
" no its in the repair shop. I won't get it till the end of the week."
" If you want I can drive you to your home " He offers
You just smile a bit and decline his offer, " no its okay I have someone on their way to pick me up. "
" well then Ill wait with you till they arrive."
You thanked him and then it was silence, you pulled out your cigarettes and offered him one, which he thanked and then lighted it up.
" I never thought you be the type to smoke Nanami"
" I only do it when Im stressed or overtimed "
" Same here"
Nanami decides to say it
" I apologize for Gojo making you stay over time with me "
" no its fine "
" how about I treat you to dinner "
" I would like that but gojo is more likely to eat all the food "
" Just you and me no one else "
You were so not expecting him to say that last part, " Dinner as in... coworkers, right?" you questioned.
He rubbed the back of his neck a bit before saying it, " What Im trying to say is, I would love to take you out for a date "
You inhaled your smoke in the wrong pipe before you started coughing a bit, Yeah now you definitely know that Gojo was not lying.
" Are you okay?"
You nodded while still coughing, but then after a few breaths, it went away. Before Nanami got his answer, a car pulled up, revealing one of his biggest clients in the company when the driver came out of the door.
Levi Ackerman was definitely not what he was expecting. One glance at Nanami, then he turned his eyes to you. " That better not be a cirgarrett I smell," he questions you, while he saw that you quickly hid it behind your back, and you shook your head yes before you even caught yourself of what you were doing, then you shook your head no super fast when you realised what you just did.
" Mr.Ackerman is pleased to see you, " Nanami says while walking here to shake his hand. After a few greets Levi turns his head to you and catches you stepping on the cigarrette bud on the floor. You gave a smile while showing your teeth a bit. Fuck your so dumb for getting caught again for trying to get rid of the evidence.
"Haha, hey there, how are you doing?" You try to change the subject before walking over and giving your Godfather a hug. " I don't know since I caught you smoking."
" Look about that-" Your Godfather raised one eyebrow, and thats all he needed to express before you sign and accept defeat.
" Yes, sir " is all you say before walking to the passenger door, Nanami beats you to it and opends the door for you. You thanked him and sat down in the passenger seat. Nanami has so many questions on his head.
How the hell do you know Mr.Ackerman, like, are you seeing him? Do you just happen to be-" thank you for waiting with her till I arrived. " Is all Mr.Ackerman says to him while shaking his hand.
" Pleasure is all mine, Mr.Ackerman. I couldn't forgive myself if anything happened to your...." Nanami threw in the empty space to see what Levi would say.
" Goddaughter," he answers.
"Well, if you excuse us, I have a brat to take home " Your Godfather says while getting inside the car. You waved bye to Nanami and thanked him.
Goddaughter, huh, definitely what he wasn't expecting. He just practically screwed himself since he didn't get your answer.
One more chapter to go!!!!! It's not proofread, so sorry for the bad grammar.
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Momo was in you and Zuko's tent, giving you company when you saw Momo sniffing something before deciding to place it on its head and then turning its head to you, looking for approval.
You walked to momo and grabbed it
It's a woman's underwear... and it's definitely not yours. It could be kataras or toph if you were to ask. But you always wash dirty clothes with Katara to help her. So you have seen every piece of clothing from every member of the group.
You just kept staring at it in your hand, call yourself crazy, but you can see HER practically laughing at you right now, like it's her way of showing you that she still lingers around.
From what you, Zuko, and his uncle have been through, you have a nasty habit of overthinking. It definitely saved you guys a couple of times, but it can also be a pain in the ass for Zuko to calm your overthinking.
You just stood there and decided to sit down and stare at the wall in front of you.
~ A few hours later~
Aang and Zuko finished their firebending training when they got word that the food would be ready in a few minutes. They parted ways to change clothes. As he walked towards the tent where both of you slept, Momo flew up to his face, distracting him by pulling his hair and face.
" oww stop it' he pulls Momo by the back of his neck to pull him away, but Momo started shcreetching at him and pulled his cheek again before Zuko had enough of Momo and threw him to the side.
Not even a few steps in when he turns his head to see Momo pulling the end of Zuko's pants.
" knock it off "
He shooed Momo away and sighed, he can't wait to see you. He needs that affection from you right now for being away from you for 2 hours.
" hey, have you seen my- why is it so dark in here" he questioned when he went inside the tent.
Your back was facing the entrance with only one candle lit on your left side. You were sharpening one of his swords and he questioned you more.
He went further into the tent and was next to you and placed his hand on your shoulder, " Since when were you interested in swords?" he questioned, not knowing he ignored the signs.
One was not seeing you during practice, the second was momo trying to prevent him from entering, the third was the room being dark with you SHARPENING ONE OF HIS SWORDS, and then the last one, underwear.
He saw the underwear, and before he could even respond, " since I found this UNDERWEAR on your clothing." you said calmly.
You swung the sword towards him, but he dodged easily since you had never held one before. He started crawling backwards to the entrance before he started talking.
" I don't know anything about that... I never saw that before."
"Then how did it get there, HUH, did one of your undergarments get lucky last night? Did it bring a friend over here? " you questioned more and placed a foot on his stomach to prevent him from leaving.
He raised a hand to reason with you before you tried to kill him " [name], you know I -"
" or did you bring a FRIEND OVER HERE WHILE I WAS GONE"
Zuko sat up a bit and placed his hand under your calf, and the other hand, trying to get the swords off of your hand before you threw the underwear at his face, which he swated it right away off his face.
" [name], you really think I would be crazy enough to bring mai ........here when I know you do the laundry for me?" he reasoned before he even knew he kept digging his grave more.
" I never brought up mai...... OH SO... YOU THOUGHT THIS THROUGH "
" NO! NO! I DIDNT EVEN KNOW WHERE IT CAME FROM, IM TELLING YOU THE TRUTH," He stated while trying to grab his sword before you hit him on the side of his head.
" okay lets go ask them to prove it "
~ few mins later~
The boys sat next to each other, while you were walking around them supper pissed.
" why is she walking around with Zuko's swords?" Aang whispered to Sokka
" OKAYY, before I ask this questioned I want everyone to know that I will actually hurt him if none of you dont know where it came from"
You squatted in front of Sokka and Aang due to them being the only goofballs to pull pranks. Aang gave you a nervous smile and sokka was sweating a bit. They both looked at Zuko and see hes looks worried.
" so my question to you boys is simple..... DOES ANYONE KNOW WHERE THIS UNDERWEAR CAME FROM?"
You pointed at the underwear that's right in front of them
They shook their heads no supper fast, and you looked at toph whos just eating, they are telling the truth.
You stood up and looked at Zuko, who stood up and tried to take the weapon from you, but backfriend when you kicked him to the floor, and before you could do anything, you heard a voice.
" whats going on here? " questioned Katarra
The boys practically sprinted and went behind Katarra, pointing at you
" shes gone crazy and holding us at point," cried Sokka
" We were sitting ducks in a boiling pot of water," Aang nervously said while looking at Katarra and you
she also said the same thing, she doesn't know who it belongs to.
" why is my underwear on the floor where everyone can see it?" you hear suki practically embarrassed that her clothing is there.
" SUUKI! You're here, " Sokka happily
"Of course, you idiot i told you that I will be back soon."
" How did it get in my clothes?" demanded Zuko, and you can feel him walk near you
Suki shrugged and grabbed her belonging thats on the floor and put it inside her bag.
The bag started moving on its own before she opened it to reveal momo going through her stuff before fly away with food
" HEY MOMO! Thats mine " whined Suki
" AANG YOUR LEMUR PRATICALLY ALMOST GOT ME KILLED " angered Zuko while looking at Aang
"Momo didn't mean it, right buddy "
You shoved the swords to his chest when you told him softly " you got lucky " before walking away from the group.
" [name] wait " his legs are much longer than yours, so he caught up to you, grabbed your shoulders, and made you turn around to face him.
" hey-"
" go away zuko " You moved his hands off of you before you felt him place his hands on you, waiting to not let you leave again. He pulls you to him so your back is touching his chest. You gave him the silent treatment, as well as crossing your arms over your chest.
He was now in front of you, trying to make eye contact with you, but you kept looking away when he lifted your head to look at you.
"Ohhh, someone's in trouble, " Sokka jokes as he witnesses Zuko get the silent treatment from you.
" Shut it, Sokka," angered Zuko, tilting his head a bit to let his companion know that hes making him angry
" ow can you yell any louder?" you whined as you winced a bit from his outburst.
He looked at you with worry as he realised that he kept messing up.
" Im sorry, look, see I'm innocent." he places a hand on your cheek, looking at you before you smacked his hand away.
" then why did you bring Mai up, huh "
" because... ugh look, I messed up, okay, I couldn't have brought Mai up at all"
" okay.. well you did "
He cupped your cheeks and started kissing you so gently but you just kept moving your head to prevent him from kissing you more. He formed his hands more to prevent more movement from you.
" im sorry" he mumbled between his kiss, then pressed his forehead to yours.
You bit his bottom lip hard, which caused him to wince
" talk to me please "
" You didn't even answer my question "
" that was stupid of me, I should have just let you hit with me "
" yeah you should have "
" im sorry [name ] " he said quietly as he started kissing you
" im still mad at you " mummbled while starting to kiss him back, which meant that hes about to be on your good side.
" I know " he wrapped his hands around your waist and pulled you closer to him
You wrapped your hands around his shoulders and were about to kiss him again, before you pulled the back of his hair
" AWW DONT THINK YOU'RE GONNA KISS YOU WAY OUT OF THIS " you scream back at him when he has his outburst.
It's not proofread, so please ignore the mistakes. I just wanted to make a small, funny story about Zuko, hope y'all enjoyed it.
The media loved you because you know the soccer prodigy, Sae Itoshi, and happen to be his twin sister. All it took was one paparazzi photo of you and your twin brother walking down the street to go viral.
They found your social media account and are now building a management team to support you and attracting brand deals that want you as their logo. Yeah, it's crazy of what the media can do when they like someone.
You have been canceled a couple of times for being too honest and saying whatever comes to your mind but just like social media, everyone moves on and finds a way to love about you.
For example, you will have the most out-of-pocket comebacks when someone tries to make fun of you or your brothers. Your fan base does thirst traps of you on TikTok, from funny moments of what you will say or do.
Right now, you're getting popular again for defending your little brother, Rin, because a random soccer player tried to talk shit about him, but of course hes about to have his ego destroyed by you.
" Rin will never win, that's what he gets for thinking hes the bigger person in soccer. " brags the player as he tries to flex that hes a bad boy and a hard soccer player to defeat
Then a click shows you getting interviewed, all glammed up and having a pretty resting bitch face before you bruised that man's ego.
" I don't remember seeing him on the field or in the World Cup final game? "
BOOM
"The only position you know how to play is a benchwarmer."
ANOTHER BOOM
"Clearly Rin knows hes the bigger than the program, and bitch clearly YOU'RE the BIGGER person here from always being a bench warmer and gotten so comfortable that you don't know how to run or play soccer."
BOOM
So, pretty much you're the IT girl right now and have really high maintenance and standards.
Your twin, on the other hand, doesn't care as long as you're not in his way and yet here you are living in the same apartment, having the master bedroom for all your stuff.
He did not care one bit till the problem showed up on his phone, Bunny Iglesias SAYS [NAME] ITOSHI IS HIS ONLY TYPE. He was pissed, and for once, he acted like an overprotective brother and told you to avoid that lukewarm bastard.
Bunny Iglesias just knew he had to have you, so beautiful, confident, bitchy, and always brutally honest, he wants you to ruin his ego and make his life a living hell
Bunny Iglesias now started practicing in the same stadium as your twin brother, just to hope he can see you
Bunny Iglesias is disappointed to find out that Sae refuses you to go to his practice to attract more attention
Bunny Iglesias who finds out that you will be attending to the SOCCER GALA as Saes plus one and lets his PR team know that he will now go
Bunny Iglesias is interviewed by a reporter, says he can't wait to meet you, and gives his signature pose to the camera
Bunny Iglesias who was breathless when he saw you in that dress and the makeup/hair done so perfectly on you. The brand made sure that you and your twin matched outfits
Bunny Iglesias who was no better than any of the other soccer players, was when you were giving your cunty model walk to your reserved seats, the camera captured his heading following you as well as other players too
Bunny Iglesias smirked to himself when his table was a few numbers away from you and your twin
Bunny Iglesias waits, he doesn't rush to meet you yet, he just laughs at the soccer players who try to get your attention, some even try to make conversation with Sae, but of course your twin tells every single one of them to fuck off
Bunny Iglesias acts now when Sae was announced to head up to the stage, that seat was empty
Bunny Iglesias, who frowns in disgust when soccer player Michael Kaiser took the seat before him, sees him wrap one arm around your seat and the other taking your hand and giving it a kiss on the knuckles
Bunny Iglesias, whose fingertips were turning a bit white from the pressure he's putting on the table, sees Michael Kaiser whispering so close to your ear and his lips covered by your long red hair, then gives a glare when you return the conversation by whispering in his ear while covering your mouth to avoid the camera capturing your lips
You asked Michael to teach you German, so he was testing your learning skills by only speaking his mother's language and helping you pronounce and say it correctly
Bunny Iglesias who frowns even more when he sees that you giggled a bit while covering your smile from Michael's compliment on your German
Bunny Iglesias gets irritated by the many people in his way, from getting close to you
Bunny Iglesias secretly keeps an eye on you from afar and sees that you stepped out the back to get some fresh air from everyone
Bunny Iglesias seeing you're trying to bend down to fix your loose heel from falling, but the dress was to tight
Bunny Iglesias who smirked to himself, finally gets his chance
Bunny Iglesias greeted himself and offered to lend a hand
Bunny Iglesias compliments that pretty girls like you shouldn't have to fix a heel and that it's a man's job
Bunny Iglesias who makes you sit down as he softly kneels on one knee and guides your heel on his big, muscular thigh
Bunny Iglesias couldn't help but kiss your foot while making eye contact with you
Bunny Iglesias who smirks when you don't make a reaction, of course, you expect it for a man to kneel in front of you
Bunny Iglesias offers a hand when you stand up and thank him for the help
Bunny Iglesias didn't let go of your hand as he tried to court you
Bunny Iglesias who laughs to himself as your twin, comes to interrupt him from doing anything further and pushes off from you, standing in front of him
Bunny Iglesias laughs and simply says that he will see you later
Bunny Iglesias started following you on social media and liked your recent post, which featured your outfit and the caption was in German, so he translated it to which it said all dolled up
Bunny Iglesias commented, saying, "dolled up for me to court you," which blew up the internet, and before you know it, fans were making edits of you and Bunny Iglesias, even photoshopping Bunny into Kaiser's face when he was whispering into your ear, which he left a like on.
Bunny Iglesias who bumps into you as you are on your way to the hair salon, and deadass canceled his plans on his PR team, a man should 'carry your bags', which he offers
Bunny Iglesias who sits near you as you are getting your hair done and finally has a conversation with you
Bunny Iglesias tries his best to speak in Japanese, laughs at his face, and replies back in Spanish, saying,' You said that you like my brother.'
Bunny Iglesias laughs at himself from a slight embarrassment for saying that and compliments your Spanish, saying its so perfect like you
Bunny Iglesias who paid your hairstylist and left a PHAT tip for not kicking him out
Bunny Iglesias who courted you and tricked you into getting lunch with him alone in a private restaurant to get to know you better
That lunch date turned into a 3-hour conversation
Bunny Iglesias eyes never left yours as he noticed that you weren't going to reveal more about yourself, which Bunny says is fine because he will take you out on more dates to get to know you better
Bunny Iglesias takes you to a hill to watch the sunset fall, but like I said, his eyes never left you
Bunny Iglesias who played it smart and took his phone out to help you take your picture with the sunset, turned into a lecture of how terrible his photo skills are.
Bunny Iglesias walked you back into your apartment, because that's what real men do, and never let a woman walk home all by herself
Bunny Iglesias who simply asked a kiss on the cheek , in which you tilted your head a bit expecting him to ask for your number or something more in return
Bunny Iglesias closed the gap between you caging you against the door and himself lifting your head with one hand so you make eye contact with him
Bunny Iglesias who smirked a bit when you whispered so quietly," Is this the part where you kiss me "
Bunny Iglesias tilted his head and bent down a bit to kiss you so softly and slowly, but you opened the door and pulled back, preventing him from kissing you, and said maybe another day when he 'deserves it'
Bunny Iglesias, who smirked and laughed a bit and kissed your knuckles, said that he would wait till you're ready, and left when you went inside your apartment. It was like 11:23 pm
Bunny Iglesias smiles like an idiot because he wanted to kiss you so badly, but he fell right into your trap, and now he wants more
Bunny Iglesias posted one of the pictures he took of you on the hill, it's a blurry of you and him, no caption, just the post
That blew up and got over a million likes, and the internet went wild even more when you liked it and commented, saying you still stuck at taking pictures.
Your security camera captured an unexpected ex Frat!Gojo in the middle of the night.
I saw a video on social media, and I had a funny idea, hehe.
Camera Recording 14:23
A car was parked improperly, blocking your father's car from leaving. Seeing two figures coming out of the car and one running in front of your parents' car.
It was your Ex! Frat!Gojo looks up while pointing at the camera that was on the side of the roof, capturing everything down, and he was jumping up and down, like a toddler throwing a tantrum.
" Right there! Suguru! Hurry, please come here and tell-"
" Satoru what the fuck are we doing here!, It's the middle of the night."
The camera records Frat!Geto wrapping his blanket around himself as he walks up to his tantrum child. His hair was in a messy bun, and his facial expression was between irritated and confused
Satoru turned his body to face him and pointed one finger at himself a couple of times while he kept pointing at the camera.
" Tell her to take me back.... tell her to ta... she was happy with me, she loved me " Gojo said while whining to his friend, and then turned his body to the camera and started jumping a couple of times. His hoodie fell off of his head while he was jumping showing his messy hair, and he was throwing his hands up in the air like a Grandma singing her heart out in Sunday church.
" TAKE ME BACK PLEASE, PLEASE TAKE-"
" Satoru, what do you want me to tell her? " Suguru questioned while giving him hand gestures that he's irritated with his Frat brother.
Satoru turned his body toward him again and placed his hands on Geto's chest, gripping the blanket as he went back and forth.
"Please, please tell her, she was happy with me, and she loves me, shes ... had no problem with us" Gojo cried more
Yeah, you need to get a better camera because it's not getting much of the words he was saying.
Geto pushed Satoru off and pointed a finger at him, who was on the verge of crying his eyes out again.
" I understand, Satoru, but she said that you cheated first." Then, with that same finger, he was pointing at, then pointed to a random bush
" so she cheated ba-"
"OHHHHHHH MYYYYYY GODD " Satoru turned around and threw his upper body on top of your dad's car, formed a fist, and started slamming it into the hood of the car a couple of times.
It really looked like a child throwing a tantrum for not getting that piece of candy.
" satoru stop doin"
" AHHHHHH " he cried while slipping off and falling to the floor. Suguru had enough of his shit and pulled his hoodie, and with all of his strength on one hand, he lifted his tantrum frat brother.
" Satoru your going to"
Which obviously backfired because Satoru dramatically threw himself on top of your dad's car again. Then stood up and pointed at the camera again and cried to the camera.
" Satoru, you need to stop! You're acting ridiculous. Get in the dam-" Geto whispered yells while scratching his messy bun out of frustration and sleep deprivation
"Please take me back. Nanami, you better stay away from her before I get over there and slap the crap out... I dont care if...... on top of this car "
Yeah, you really need to get your parents a new security camera with better quality recording.
Suguru grabbed the end of his hoodie one more time, pulled him off the car, and started pulling him back to the sidewalk.
" GET IN THE DAM CAR SATORU" and yells at Gojo while pulling him back to the car that they came with.
You can see Geto using his whole body to drag your crying ex into the passenger seat while Gojo was fighting back to get out of the seat.
" SUGURU YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE ON MY SIDE "
The video doesn't show, but you can tell that Geto child locked the door to prevent Gojo from escaping again. After slamming the door on Gojo, he yelled at him.
" I AM ON YOUR DAM SIDE. YOU ' RE ACTING STUPID "
Looks like Frat!Geto lost his patience with his tantrum friend and started walking to the driver's side and started the car.
You manage to hear a muffled " YOU EMBARRASSED YOURSELF AND MADE ME LOOK DUMB" from Suguru Geto while lecturing your ex.
Satoru Gojo was not having it by getting yelled at by Suguru Geto, and was whining and trying to open the door, and then the car drove off.
Camera Recording Ended 15:09
Your mom sent you the video footage and typed saying she peed herself from laughing so hard from Frat!Gojo tantrums last night. You wanted to crawl into a hole and die from embarrassment from Gojo's episode, which he played to the camera.
Your phone was blowing up nonstop from your colleagues as you drove back home. Your chest felt heavy, and your eyes started to sting a bit, then your eyes began to water. Breathing felt heavier as you blinked your eyes to clear your vision and manage to get home safely. The moment you turn the key to the last section of the keyhole, the engine turns off. You couldn't hold back the tears anymore and started wiping them away.
Your emotions were everywhere, but mostly because you felt targeted by Nanami. The need to defend yourself to prove that you are not in the wrong at all, and still getting picked on is so bullshit. The driver's door opened, and you turned to see your dad with a concerned face.
" I finally stood up for myself to my manager, papa "
"Come here," he said softly, pulling you out of the car
He hugged you and was rubbing one hand on your back to soothe you. You sniffed a bit to prevent your runny boggers from getting on his shirt. You just love how your dad knows what you need when you're feeling emotional. Hugging each other felt forever in a good way till he parted away from you to tell you that he would get your bag and keys.
You managed to calm down and felt better after the crying, walking to the door, and seeing your twin brother in the living room on his phone, crashing out on a game he has, your mom combing the family cat, and all 3 of them looked at you when the door opened. Your mom saw your face and said what happened, to which your brother looked up from his phone and saw your red eyes.
Hearing her say that gave you flashbacks of the incident, and you started crying again. Your dad put your things on the corner of the sofa and made you sit down next to your mom. You started ranting about how pissed off you were at the moment that you were given a write-up and started telling her everything that happened while crying and wiping your nose.
Your mom gasped in shock when she was told that you still got in trouble even after having proof. Your twin brother started saying that how messed up that is and how fucked up that they didn't do anything about Darcy at the moment.
" I fucken hate working there like I don't even wanna go back now, that job is terrible, but the pay is so good, I don't know what to do anymore, like do I quit or stay. I fucken hate being an adult," you ranted while wiping away your tears. Hearing your phone ding, you checked to see a notification from a coworker.
Sam-
Dude, you got Darcy on a final!
You started giggling hard while wiping away the tears that were now drying up, and a smile showing some teeth
Your brother started laughing because he knows something good happened if you're laughing in between crying. Your mom sensed the twin connection and said what happened. You said that she's on a final, which it meant that she is one mistake away from getting fired. Your dad smirked to himself at the fact that his twins were laughing at something too stupid.
" Hey, since you have a week off, let's go get some joes this week. They have a buy one get one, and they are like quart-sized, not regular ones, before the weekend ends," he chimed while showing you a post he saw on social media.
You felt better after the ranting and headed to your room. You saw so many messages from Allandra saying how worried she is for you and hearing about the write-up. You called her, and she told you what happened.
Darcy got written up by Gojo for plagiarism, and then someone walked into the office and started telling him that she's been very rude to so many people that Darcy threatened them when she becomes a supervisor. Many people stepped up with evidence and have written what she said to them. The only reason she wasn't fired yet was her crying her way, saying how she left her boyfriend because he was treating her like crap and wasnt appricating her. Now that she is living alone, she needs this job to pay her bills as well as buy stuff for her new apartment.
" Not surprised that she would say that," you replied
" yeah dude, it was bad. Nanami got chewed out by him, and I'm pretty sure hes gonna start kissing ass to get him off his back," said your coworker.
After that phone call, you changed into some comfy clothes; the need to destress was still on your mind. Your mom knocked on the door and told you, since you have a week off, to start booking your appointments for check-ups, such as your dentist, your orthopedic, and a full body check-up.
After making the appointments and writing them down on a small sticky note that you took from your job. You went to the kitchen and slapped that sticky note on the refrigerator for a reminder.
A few days have passed by, and you went for a dentist appointment, and it was just one cavity, which wasnt that bad. It was the body check-up and the orthopedic where it was bad. Your orthopedic told you to stop rubbing your eyes when you're stressed out, and to find out you need glasses due to having farsighted eyes and require anti-blue light as well due to using a computer for hours.
As for the doctor, they told you to find ways to destress due to it affecting your eyes and making them twitch a lot when stressed. They said to stop smoking due to it affecting your lungs, as well as a high chance of having a stroke, as well as low fertility chances of getting pregnant in the future. But overall, to start exercising and drink more water than sugary drinks.
After completing your mom's demands, it was almost 8 pm, and you got a call from an unknown number. Your gut told you it was someone from work, so you answered not knowing who it is.
" Hello?"
" hey its me" a raspy voice on the other line
" Toji?" you questioned before getting an insult response
" No, dumbass its me, Sakuna, what are you doing? Me and this fatass over here need to meet up with you like right now." he demanded.
" okay dam, calm your tits, man whats wrong? I'm near the park next- wait, how the hell did you get my phone number?" you questioned
" Your mom, I need to see you its serious," he joked. You heard Toji in the background saying ' Have her meet us near the KBQ, since it's close to work'.
" My mom doesn't like wanna be thugs who have pink pussy hairs," you insulted back while laughing. You said that you will only go if they spot you some KBQ, to which Sakuna said he agreed. Now that really threw you off because you were only joking, but hey its free. ' Be there in 8 mins' you said and hung up.
" Hey bitches" you said in a fake high-pitched voice, like in the movies, while walking up to the two security guards, coworkers of yours. Toji and Sakuna turned their heads, and by the looks of it, they got out of work.
"Brat, I need to know what you know about Darcy" the tattoo man demanded.
"What the fuck thats so random, hey, you never answered my question about getting my phone number."
" Just tell me."
" All I know is that she left her boyfriend and is living on her own, but I heard that she paid someone to fuck her, wait, why am I here talking about her when you could have just told me over the phone?"
Tojo gave you his iconic smirk after you told Sakuna everything you know so far. You gave him a weird look and called him out on it, and his former colleague told him to shut up.
"Did she say why they broke up?" he questioned more
" No, I don't know, why are we talking about her?" you answered back.
Toji chuckled more and walked between you and said it so calmly, " fucken Coworkers man." You were so confused at first till sakuna hit him on the back and said ' shut the fuck up '
Then it all clicked, it was him that she wanted to hook up with. Your jaw opened so wide and blurted out that it was him that she wanted to hook up with.
Sakuna felt so embarrassed that the secret was out, and he gave you an empty threat, saying to keep your mouth shut or else. "Hold up, it gets better [name], come on, tell her"
Sakunsa couldn't say it due to knowing he would be laughed at any moment. He didn't even have the chance to say anything before you questioned him, saying, "You didn't do anything with her, right?"
Him not answering you was everything you needed to know. You started laughing hard to the point tears were coming out, and you had to lean on Toji to prevent falling. All you could do was point at him while laughing so much that you had a hard time breathing. For a good 5 minutes of laughter and needing to breathe, you just looked at him and started laughing even more.
"What are we laughing at, guys?" said an unannounced guest
All three of you turned your heads to see Satoru Gojo and Nanami Kento walking up to you guys. The laughter went away the moment you made eye contact with your boss, Nanami.
" Just cracking up jokes" Toji answered for the three of you.
" Hey [name], how are you ?" chirped Gojo
"I've been okay just here."
"It's nice to see you feeling much better," said your manager
You gave him a thanks, and the atmosphere felt so awkward due to having a crash-out moment with your boss and everyone knowing that. Gojo cleared the quietness and said if the three of you had already eaten, join them if you didn't.
'oh hell no' is what you said in your mind, but the two security guards spoke for you and said they were about to go in. You gave Sakuna an intense stare for agreeing to eat with them. Apparently, Gojo knows the host and that it shouldn't take long for a table.
Should you stay? or make up an excuse to leave, before you can make a decision. Sukuna placed a hand on your shoulder right away when you heard someone saying, "Oh, you guys are coming as well."
Didn't even need to turn around to know that it was her tagging along. You barely moved your shoulder to start walking the other way when Sakuna gripped it a little too hard to keep you from leaving.
Nanami noticed the body movement between you and the pink-haired man and knew that you were going to find a way to leave, since both he and Darcy aren't on good terms with you. He wants to apologize for work and for being unfair to you, but privately, just you and him, no one else.
" Gojo table for 6, Table is ready," shouted the host
" I gotta get something I left in my car Ill be back, super quick," you stated while lifting your shoulder that has a death grip on you, letting him know to let go of you.
"I'll go with you " Nanami said right away. This is his chance to have a moment with you, but the way you raised your eyebrow and gave him a shocked look. Gojo smirked to himself. Nanami is a man of few words, but when he has something on his mind, he's gonna find a way to get it- for example, getting to apologize to you and make amends. But the universe isn't on his side yet cus that tattooed man said he will come with both of you as well, because he wants to ' leave something in your car in the meantime.'
You really don't want to be alone with Nanami or Sakuna- man, you just want to go home since you lost your appetite with the evil present of your least favorite coworker.
You just started walking to your car with both of them right next to you, just get in the car and leave, that's simple, that's what your idea is right now. You thanked them for coming and opened your car to find your purse. Once you find it, you pull out the cancer sticks and pull one and pop it near your lips. You offered one to them, and what surprised you the most was your manager taking one and pulling out a lighter from his pocket and offering to light up your cigarette. Thanking him, the three of you started inhaling the nicotine and puffing it all out.
" if your gonna leave, at least take me to my car so I can leave and not be there" stated Sakuna while flicking his stick a bit to get rid of the ashes a bit.
"How the hell did you get my number?" you questioned again
Kento inhaled while looking at him, waiting for the response-' got it from your new work wife ' he stated. "There's no way Allandra would give it to you that easily- I know that's why I lied n told her that the client, Ackerman, needs to reach out to you." He cut you and answered your question. You just rolled your eyes and continued to feed your addiction a bit more.
" Will you be staying or leaving? " Nanami asked
" Leaving," you flatly said while flicking your ciggarite, ' not with her there.' you added more to the reason.
"I'll text Toji to come out so we can leave and get food somewhere else " Sakuna said while puffing out smoke.
" May I come with you? " Nanami, he butted in, he can't handle that yapping white hair idiot and Darcy- after finding out she was telling him lies about you, he can't see her the same. Now he knows why you're not that fond of her, always yapping and finding excuses to not work.
You felt so awkward to tell him no and send him back to them and say, "They left cuz they don't like us, and went to get food somewhere else." That would be so awkward if you came back to work and faced them.
" sure why not" you answered while reminding Sakuna to message his 'work husband'.
" I know a good ramen place, it's a bit far though, like 10 mins away near the freeway" Nanami said. He felt like he needed to contribute to this last min plan if he wanted to not make it more awkward for them.
" is it that one old woman with the fake accent when people come in?" said the other male while stepping on the leftover cigarette bud on the ground.
Nanami said yes while chuckling a bit. The description of the owner is very messed up, but it's true. "They have some good ass fried chicken and ramen." Sakuna said while looking for his work husband from what you joked.
" ohh im excited if it's good " you excitedly said while doing the same thing with putting the cigarette away. " What took so long?" you cried with hunger while seeing Toji finally pulling up. " had to find a way to get them off of me" he answered, then added more after his last reply.
" said that I would check on what's taking you guys so long"
"We should leave before Satoru comes outside." Nanami declared
Everyone agreed and looked at you since you're the one with the car. Sensing the stare from the males, you offer to drop them off at their vehicles. Nanami walked a little faster to get to the passenger seat, making the other two to sit in the back. 'Sorry for the stuff back there' you advised while remembering when you see them open the back door.
You sat down and threw your purse on the seat next to you before immediately saying 'sorry'- forgetting that someone was sitting there. He said its find and placed your bag near his feet since you asked him to leave it on the floor. 'fuck is this? it was up my ass' said Toji, pulling out a pink tube of something cosmetic makeup. You looked over and said, " oh thats where it went, it's my mascara, here give it to me. Oh! Give me hydro-flask and my other bag, please." You plead while pulling out one hand to the back of the seats. 'Hold this for me,' you gave Nanami your mascara, 'this to' then your hydroflask filled with water, ' and this too' you just started laughing a bit and apologized, seeing Nanami filled with your stuff. Yeah, you need to clean your car, he chucked and said it's fine.
" Any day now, women, I gotta feed my man over here before he started bitchin at me." Sakuna said sarcastically, while Toji smirked and added more to his joke, "You're not going to hit it tonight if I'm not feed "
You laughed while looking at your phone for a song to play. You will never drive unless a song is being played. After choosing an old hip hop classic song, you started to drive and heard him say, ' We have a shift at the bar in a few hours,' which is why heading to the place in separate cars is more reasonable.
Heading to the workplace to drop them off, " I took the subway to head to work, I'll stay here in the car with [name] since she doesn't know where it is." Nanami said, this is the time to have some alone time with you. Seeing them get in Sakuna's sports car, hearing her roar so loud then his reserving out of the parking and started driving.
You told Nanami that you would follow him, to which he said that you're mostly going to be driving straight for a few lights. It was just pure awkward silence, but it was not for long for him to start apologizing.
" Thank you for letting me join you, I appreciate it. I'll pay for your bill" he thanked and offered.
You said its okay and that Sakuna is paying for you, not telling him the real reason why the tattoo man is paying.
" I wanted to privately apologize for what happened at work between us " he pleaded to you. You didn't know what to say, but your mind was cut off when he added more reason to why. He said that he treated you unfairly and hes ashamed of his actions.
Darcy was telling him lies about you-saying that you were the one saying bad things about him. He apologized for believing them due to Darcy being the only one who would be his 'out-of-work friend.' Since none of his employees would talk to him or get to know him outside of work. You said that you're not surprised by what she would say, since she would make it sound like he would have her back and make you do all the work. You felt targeted by both of them, not knowing he was also being lied to about you, which is what you told him.
" I really do apologize for everything. I don't want it to be awkward for us and have you hate me more than you already do " he apologized while looking at you. You parked in front of the small restaurant and looked at him. "Thank you for apologizing. I really do appreciate it. " you said quietly while looking at him.
You both smiled at each other, and he took his hand out, and you both shook hands. You giggled to yourself and smiled a bit, showing your teeth. " I still hold grudges, by the way" you laughed a bit, in which he gives you that deep, low laugh that makes you feel a tingles on your stomach type of way.
"That's fine with me, I have a lot of patients. Either way, I still have a lot of making up to do by the way" he said, letting go of your hand and added a bit of your words to his sentance.
Settling down at a table and hearing your boss saying hes been getting calls from Gojo, saying where are they, to why did we all leave him with her, which everyone laughs. After placing everyone's orders and drinks, the real conversation begings.
" Soo how did it all happened " you teased Sakuna, to which he said to shut up since a manager is with us.
"I'm off the clock, so dont mind me, I don't go into peoples buisness its not my thing," he revealed while taking a sip of his beer.
" he might know more about her since she's his work bestie," you pointed out while giving a smug look
"There's no friendship between us now. I know who she really is and-"
" hey did she ever tell you why she left her boyfriend"? You questioned for Sukuna.
" its not my place to-"
"Lighten up, boss were here to trama bound and talk shit about coworkers." Toji so casually say
" I don't want to start any trouble at work."
"Whatever happens here will stay here, and whoever says something, they will get exposed " you said while lifting your drink for all the men to join.
All that was left was Nanami, to which he gave in, and the glasses clinked, to which now there's a mutual agreement.
" well..... one of the clients.. I shouldn't be saying this-" to which you reminded him that he gave the mutual agreement.
He let out a sigh and went along with the conversation, everyone's eyes widen to which your jaw dropped while looking at him for what he said.
" Her boyfriend kicked her out of their apartment because she would sleep with our clients after work to get the contracts under her name."
" did she like pay them or.. "
" I dont know "
You just covered your jaw and looked away from the table. That was so low blow-'can she get fired for that? wait how do you know'
You asked more questions
" well she wasn't doing it on company time, so we can't do anything about it. We don't know who she's sleeping with, so we can't do anything at the time. Her boyfriend showed up at work super drunk-"
" That was him" Toji said remebering that one shift of having to pin down a drunk person to dragging him off the premises and having to call the police.
The food was brought up, and after taking pictures, everyone started eating. You let out a small 'mhm ' after that first bite of food, you gave a small wiggle dance. Nanami saw that and thought it was adorable, hes enjoying this moment with his colleagues- its nice to have a hangout and talk shit about coworkers to spilling the gossip.
One gossip led to a connection with another gossip, to what suprised you the most was that Nanami knows a lot of tea on everyone. To laugh about which coworkers are so dumb.
Nanami and Sakuna paid the bill, and the conversation didn't end; it just continued outside the restaurant. Sakuna confessed about why he wanted to know about it, Darcy.
" look I have a thing for when a woman is desperate for me "
Nanami just signed and closed his eyes, knowing where this is going, " look it wasn't during company time when we had sex, okay, we hooked up at her place after work, where she was living with her boyfriend at the time.... I wanted to know who she was hooking up with because...... she gave me an STD"
You and Nanami made the same expression, shocked, and Toji just nodded and patted Sakuna's shoulder and said ' proud of you for coming out '. To which he was given a ' fuck you.'
You started laughing so hard that your ugly high-pitched laugh came out and you started pointing at him while laughing. You started leaning on the hood of your car from lost of balance. Your mascara was mixed with your teary eyes and was falling down on your cheeks.
" Is that why you grabbed her shoulder to prevent [name] from leaving?" Nanami said
" I literally told her like 5 mins before you guys showed up, for me it's not awkward its just I don't want to be near her after I tested positive."
" Im about to pee myself' You said before laughing even harder.
" wait you hit it raw. " Toji came to the realization
" Fucker, I told you that same day."
" oh gosh, well you won't have to worry about her much longer shes about to get fired," Nanami said, still suprised of what he was told.
" Wait, how much did she pay you? "
" about 2 grand, but I didn't take it "
" Wait, wait, there's an investigation going on because we're missing 2 grand that was under a contract, "Nanami claimed
Your laughter went away and was replaced with " ohhh "
" your lyi-"
" yes we are trying to find out who it is "
"Wait.. is that why she always makes me close the contracts!! So it can be under my name." You put two and two together.
Everyone was just shocked after putting together a piece of the puzzle
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First part: Drunk Sukuna shows up at his ex-girlfriendâs place and canât understand why he canât fuck his girlfriend.
Second part: You wake up in the middle of the night with your ex in your bed, and Sukuna insists youâre still âhis girlfriend.â
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Waking up doesnât come all at once.
It hits in waves, slow and creeping, filling the emptiness bit by bit. First, silence. Thick. Cotton-heavy. Pressing against your ears until they start ringing. Then the darkness behind your eyelids fades into gray, taking shape into the familiar room, blurred by the haze of sleep.
And only after that does your body come back to you: a stiff neck, the weight in your shoulders, and that strange, piercing sense of safety that makes something inside you clench painfully, because youâre not supposed to feel it.
Because this is the last time.
Arms around your waist. Strong, heavy, burning hot, like theyâre searing through the thin fabric of your T-shirt. His fingers grip you with this greedy force, like even in his sleep heâs scared youâll disappear. Dissolve.
Evaporate into the morning fog outside the window.
You donât remember when you turned over, but now Sukuna is holding you from behind, his chest pressed to your back, his nose buried against the back of your head. His breathing, steady and deep, tickles your scalp, tangling into your hair...
Your heart skips, then kicks up into a frantic rhythm that starts pounding in your temples...
What time is it? Four? Five in the morning?
You donât check. Your phone is somewhere lost. Your hand searches the pillow, the nightstand, finding nothing but cool emptiness and a twisted sheet.
Outside, the edges of the sky are only just starting to pale, and in that pre-dawn gray, every little sound feels deafening.
You drop your gaze to where his fingers are laced together over your stomach. Peach-colored strands of hair brush your neck, tickle your skin, and the touch sends a shiver down your spine, instantly mixing with the heat pouring off his body.
Sukuna.
Heâs here.
Heâs asleep.
Heâs holding you like he never has in all the months you were together. Like this. Greedy. Possessive. Like youâre his last lifeline, not just some girl he fucks.
Oh, yeah... You're his ex-girlfriend.
You hesitate.
One second. Two. Three heartbeats that throb somewhere in your throat, pulsing all the way into your fingertips. And then your hand lifts on its own, and your fingers timidly touch his hair over your shoulder. Itâs soft, silky, slightly damp from sleep, messy...
And the second you touch him, like heâs been waiting for it, Sukuna shifts forward in his sleep, leans into your palm, rubs his cheek against your fingers, and a quiet, satisfied breath slips out of his chest, almost like a purr.
Your ribs feel like theyâre caving in. Like you canât breathe.
Your eyes start to sting with the tears building up.
He treated you like shit.
Ignored you.
Talked over you.
Never listened when you tried to talk about something important, only coming alive when the conversation turned back to him.
He could leave you on read for days, then show up at your door with that smug little âmiss me?â like nothing happened.
He could snap and yell over nothing, then act the next morning like it never existed.
He could look at other girls with that cold, sliding, indifferent stare that made your stomach twist, because you knew. You knew he didnât see a problem with it.
âThey come onto me.â
And he doesnât care about them, right? God, you wanted to believe that.
And nowâŚ
How did you even get here?
How did two people who screamed at each other and slammed doors turn into this. Tangled bodies in one bed. His fingers locked around you like a death grip. His warm breath on your skin.
You inhale.
Sharp. Broken. And something huge and sticky freezes in your chest, aching so badly it feels like your ribs are going to split apart, like you wonât be able to hold it in, like itâs going to spill out of you as black, thick despair.
Longing.
The worst kind.
Not for what was, but for what couldâve been, if he was different.
If you were different.
If you werenât both so fucking broken, each in your own way.
With your free hand, you clutch the sheet at your thigh, crushing the fabric in sweaty fingers. Slowly, trying not to breathe, you start slipping out of his arms.
Millimeter by millimeter.
First you try to lift his arm, heavy and hot, like itâs filled with lead. It doesnât give. Sukuna frowns in his sleep, mumbles something incoherent, and his grip tightens around your waist, dragging you back against his burning body.
You freeze.
Your heartbeat thunders in your ears, swallowing the silence. But then, suddenly, Ryomen shifts, rolls onto his back, and his fingers loosen on their own.
You stay there for another moment, afraid to believe your luck, and then you quickly, soundlessly slide out of bed.
Your feet hit the floor. The cold laminate burns your soles, sending goosebumps racing up your body. You pause by the bed, scared to turn around, but you do anyway.
Heâs on his back, arms spread out. The blanket is kicked down somewhere near his legs, leaving his torso completely exposed. Broad chest. Hard stomach muscles. Black tattoo lines you know by touch better than your own scars. His head is tipped back slightly, peach hair scattered across the pillow.
Your pillow.
His lips are parted, his breathing slow and deep.
Vulnerable.
In sleep, Sukuna looks almost vulnerable.
Almost like someone you could love without it hurting.
Tears roll down your cheeks.
You donât even notice when they start. You just suddenly taste salt on your lips and feel wet tracks on your skin. You stand barefoot on the cold floor, staring at the sleeping man who shattered your heart, and you cry.
Silent. No sobs. No sound.
Just tears slipping down on their own, and you donât even bother wiping them away.
Then you turn and walk to the bathroom.
The hallway feels endless. Every step is heavy, weightless, unreal. In the bathroom you flick on the light, and it hits your eyes like a slap. Sharp. White. Blinding. You squeeze your eyes shut for a second, and when you open them, sheâs staring back at you from the mirror.
You.
Pale. Red, swollen eyes. Wet streaks down your cheeks. Your hair is tangled, your shirt still holding last night, his smell soaked into the fabric like itâs permanent. You stare at your reflection and try to understand what the hell is happening to the two of you.
Do you even believe him?
Do his words from last night, drunk and broken, mean anything?
He said he hasnât slept with anyone for two months.
Said he feels like shit without you.
He looked at you like youâre the only thing he has. The only thing that matters.
But you know Ryomen Sukuna.
You know what kind of asshole he is.
You know how easily he says exactly what he needs to say to get what he wants.
You know how convincing he can be when he wants you in his bed.
Can you forgive him?
Let him back into your life, into your head, into your heart, the one he already shattered once?
Your hand reaches for the faucet. Water crashes into the sink with a roar, way too loud in the morning quiet. Cold. You cup your hands, scoop it up, splash your face. Ice bites your skin, mixes with your tears, runs down your chin and neck in salty streams.
Do you still love him?
The question hangs in the air, and you donât have an answer. Or you do, but youâre terrified to admit it even to yourself.
You turn off the faucet. The water stops, and in the silence all you can hear is your heart pounding hard and fast somewhere in your chest. You lift your head, stare at yourself in the mirror one more time. Wet face. Red eyes. Lips pressed into a determined line. You donât even feel like drying off.
You just open the door into the hallway.
And freeze.
The bathroom light spills into the darkness in a crooked rectangle, catching a tall figure standing there. Right in the doorway. Leaning his shoulder against the frame. Arms crossed over his bare chest. His hair is sticking up even worse than before, his eyes narrowed with sleep, but his stare⌠dark. Heavy.
Locked on you.
Sukuna.
Your heart jumps, then lodges somewhere in your throat, making it hard to breathe.
âWhy did you leave?â His voice is low, rough with sleep, but thereâs no drunken fog in it anymore. The alcohol is mostly gone, leaving only this weird, leaving only this strange, messy kind of lostness.
Heâs⌠strange.
Sukuna doesnât look like himself.
You frown, not understanding at first what exactly he means.
Why did you leave the bathroom?
Why did you leave the bed?
Why did you leave him two months ago?
You jerk your head slightly over your shoulder, pointing at the bathroom. Sukuna presses his lips together in this weird way. In his eyes thereâs a mix of awkwardness, unsaid words, and that stubborn, hardheaded determination you know too well.
Silence. Thick and sticky, filling all the space between you. You donât speak. A second. A minute. A whole eternity.
You take a step. Look down at your bare feet on the cold floor. Then you lift your eyes and, without saying a word, walk past him into the bedroom.
âCome on,â you throw over your shoulder, short and flat, not turning back.
Behind you, heavy, slightly uncertain footsteps. Sukuna follows right on your heels, like a big dark shadow you canât outrun.
In the bedroom you climb back onto the bed without looking at him. Your movements are slow, heavy, like every single one takes a ridiculous amount of effort. You try to stay calm, even though inside youâre shaking with this nasty, fine tremble.
You curl onto your side, pull your knees to your chest, and only then turn your head, searching for his eyes.
Sukuna is still standing at the foot of the bed.
His fists are clenched so tight his knuckles are white. Heâs staring down at the floor, at his bare feet, at the crumpled blanket. Anywhere but you. His jaw is tense, the muscles ticking under his skin. Heâs thinking about something. Hard. Deep.
In a way he never did when you were together.
You sit up. Slowly straighten your back, pull your legs under you. You look at him and wait.
âI realized ...â his voice is dull, cracked, rough from sleep. Sukuna still doesnât look at you. "I realized I treated you badly."
The night is quiet. Only a strange low hum somewhere far away, like the city never sleeps, or maybe itâs just blood roaring in your ears.
âCan we just go back to sleep?â you finally ask. You sound exhausted. Worn down to nothing.
Sukuna shakes his head, slow and stubborn.
âIn the morning I might not have the balls.â
Heâs such a bastard.
A quiet, sharp laugh slips out of you. Barely audible.
âYou? Not having the balls?â
He looks down at you. And in his eyes thereâs pain. Real. Bare and ugly, the kind that makes your stomach twist all over again.
Why does he do this to you?
âPlease. Just⌠talk to me.â
You stare at him for a long moment. At this huge, strong man standing in front of you with his fists clenched, looking so lost in a way youâve never seen before. Even yesterday, drunk, he was different. Now heâs sober. Now he understands.
And heâs still standing here, asking you to talk.
You let out a tired sigh. Crawl closer to the edge of the bed, sit up, letting your legs hang off the side. You look up at him from below.
âFine. Talk.â
Sukuna freezes. Now that youâve agreed, itâs like he doesnât know what to do next. The words get stuck in his throat, and he just stands there, staring at you, and in his eyes thereâs a whole storm.
Shame. Anger at himself. Desperation. Hope.
Isnât it already too late?
You stare at each other until the silence starts to feel like a third person in the room, leaving the two of you alone inside this small pocket of nightâŚ
âI remember our first date,â he suddenly says.
His throat works. Like the words hurt.
âThat coffee shop by the parkâŚâ
His voice is quiet, uncertain.
âWe went to that little coffee shop by the park. You ordered some weird lavender latte thing, and I just got black coffee. You laughed at me for drinking it without sugar, remember?â He wets his dry lips, drops his gaze. âHonestly, I thought my stomach was gonna twist itself into a knot right thereâŚâ
A weak, barely-there smile tugs at his mouth. You stay silent, but something inside you tightens with pain. He remembers. Just⌠not exactly the way it really was.
âI wanted you to like me so bad,â Sukuna continues. âAnd then we walked through the park, and you got cold.â
He swallows hard.
âI gave you my jacket, and you looked at me likeâŚâ
He stops, jaw tightening, throat bobbing.
âYou looked at me like I was the best thing that ever happened to you. And I remember thinking, shit. She fell for me.â Sukuna lets out a small laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. âAnd I liked it. A lot.â
You bite the inside of your cheek until you taste metal on your tongue.
âThat night weâŚâ he hesitates, searching for words. âYou were the one who suggested we go to my place. I didnât push. I didnât pressure you. You just said, I want this. And I thought you felt as good as I did. That you wanted it just as badly.â
You look away.
Stare at the wall. The corner. The messed-up blanket. Anywhere but him. Because the truth is, that night you didnât agree because you wanted it that much. Or⌠not only because.
You agreed because you were scared.
Scared that if you didnât give him everything right away, if you dragged it out, if you played hard to get, if you made him wait, heâd leave. Find someone else who wouldnât hesitate.
Because Ryomen Sukuna doesnât wait.
Ryomen Sukuna takes.
And you just gave him what he wanted.
So you wouldnât lose him.
âI liked you from the beginning,â Sukuna admits, quieter now. âA lot. I just⌠didnât know how to show it. I thought you already knew. I thought if I was with you, if I wasnât seriously looking at anyone else, that was enough. And thenâŚâ
He stops. His hands curl into fists again, and you see them trembling. A rough, ugly shake he canât control.
âThen you left. And I didnât understand why⌠For two months I kept tearing my brain apart trying to figure it out and⌠and then last night I came over drunk, and you⌠and fuckâŚâ His voice cracks. âI started remembering. Everything. The way you looked when I brushed off your questions. The way you went quiet when I said later. The way you stopped smiling when I disappeared for a couple daysâŚâ
He lifts his eyes to you, brows drawn together, and he looks almost⌠pathetic?
You want to forgive him.
You want to forgive everything.
But no. Not like this.
If you forgive him now, youâll never leave.
And you know you have to leave.
âPlease forgive me. For all of it. I was an asshole. I was a blind, selfish asshole who only thought about himself.â His voice rises, raw and desperate. âBut I want to fix it. I want to be better. Good. Good for you. So youâŚâ
He swallows.
âSo youâll forgive me. And maybe⌠love me again.â
And thatâs exactly what terrifies you.
Because you know you will.
You look at him and think about whether you hate him. Whether you can forgive him. What will happen if you kick him out right now. What will happen if you let him stay.
Something inside you is ripping apart.
Sukuna opens his mouth to say something else, but you cut him off.
âSukuna.â
And he freezes.
You lift your eyes to him. Youâre still sitting on the edge of the bed, looking up, and it feels so much like before⌠like when he used to come over, sit across from you, and youâd climb into his lap and stare into that smug, confident face.
You loved him.
No matter how much of a monster he could be.
You reach out and take his hand.
His fingers, clenched into a shaking fist, immediately loosen. The muscles go slack under your touch so fast, like Sukuna has been waiting for this, like his whole body has been tense for nothing but your hand.
He takes a deep breath. The first real one in minutes.
You bring his palm to your cheek. Press into it. His skin is hot, rough, smells like him, sleep, his body. Your eyes start to shine, and you know he sees it.
Sees the tears creeping back.
âJust⌠letâs do it,â you whisper.
Because if you let him keep talking, youâll cave.
Youâll forgive him.
And you canât afford to forgive him.
Sukuna frowns, confused.
âWhat?â
âYou wanted to fuck your âgirlfriend,ââ you give a crooked little smile at your own words. âSo do it.â
He hesitates. His brows lift in surprise mixed with confusion. He stares at you like heâs trying to read the answer in your face and canât find it.
âWhat are you doing?â he asks quietly, genuinely thrown off. âWhy?â
Instead of answering, you start pulling down your shorts. Your hands shake, your fingers wonât cooperate, the fabric catches on your thighs. Sukuna grabs your wrists before you can get them all the way off. His grip is careful but firm.
âHey,â he murmurs. âBreathe.â he says, looking straight into your eyes. âYouâre shaking. Exhale.â
You stare at him, and inside youâre screaming. You canât tell him the truth. You canât tell him this is goodbye. That youâre giving him what he always wanted one last time, and then youâre going to disappear, because you wonât survive it if he hurts you againâŚ
But maybe�
You mumble, stuttering:
âI just⌠I want this. Just do it. Please. The way you always wanted. Donât⌠donât talk, just do it.â
Sukuna studies your face for a long time. Too long. Like heâs memorizing every feature, every emotion caught in your eyes. Then he slowly nods.
Lets go of your hands.
His palms slide down to your waist. He pulls you higher up the bed, easily, like you weigh nothing, and lays you down in the middle. He hovers over you, propped on his elbows. Looks into your eyes.
âYou really want this?â he asks quietly. Seriously. So seriously, like heâs never asked before.
You nod. Too fast.
âFaster,â you whisper. âPlease. Faster.â
Before you change your mind.
Sukuna hesitates for one more second, then his lips drop to yours.
The kiss is soft, almost weightless, nothing like the way he usually kissed you. Usually it was greedy, demanding, biting at your lips, tongue, pressure.
But now he kisses you like heâs tasting you for the first time.
Slow. Careful. Exploring.
His mouth glides over yours, and you feel something snap inside you.
You kiss him back. You canât not.
Your body remembers him better than your mind does. Your fingers twist into his hair, pulling him closer, and Sukuna exhales into your mouth something like a strangled groan.
The kiss deepens, gets hungrier, but it still stays⌠reverent. Like youâre made of glass and heâs terrified of breaking you. Your breath catches at how gentle it is.
How it never used to be like this.
âMore,â you demand.
Sukuna hesitates for another heartbeat. Then he leans in again and kisses you relentlessly, rougher, needier. That softness disappears, replaced by hunger, by the way youâre tugging his hair, by pure want, by two months without you. His tongue pushes into your mouth, his lips bite, and it hurts and itâs so familiar it makes you shake.
Almost good.
âKuna, IâŚâ you murmur his name sweetly.
He pulls back, looking at you.
âWhat? Am I doing something wrong?â Thereâs real, almost panicked concern in his voice.
âNo,â you shake your head. âJust⌠keep going.â
He nods and goes back to it.
His lips slide over your collarbone, your shoulder, lower, to the neckline of your shirt. He grabs the hem, and you obediently lift, letting him pull it over your head, but it catches. Sukuna yanks again, impatient, and the shirt flies off somewhere into the darkness of the room.
The air hits your heated skin, goosebumps racing across you. Sukuna pauses for a second, staring. In the dim light his eyes glint, either from the window or from something else entirely.
âBeautiful,â he whispers. âYouâre so fucking beautiful, babyâŚâ
And then his mouth is on you, sucking, biting, leaving wet marks that will burn on your skin for days. You tip your head back, baring your throat, letting him do whatever he wants, and you feel his hands sliding over your chest, heavy and possessive.
âMissed you,â he breathes between kisses, his voice dropping lower, rougher. âMissed my girlfriend. Missed you so fucking much. Your body. The way you smell. The way you sound under me.â
His mouth drops lower to your breast, and he closes his lips around your nipple. You flinch, too sensitive, too sharp. Sukuna bites down, and you hiss, digging your nails into his shoulders.
âToo much?â he asks, lifting his head, looking up at you.
His pupils are blown wide and black, dragging over your face, and your stomach aches at the sight of him like that.
âNo, itâs fineâŚâ you lie. âKunaâŚâ
And he keeps going.
His tongue traces slow circles around your nipple, his lips sucking gently, and every movement sends an electric jolt down your spine, gathering into a sweet, aching pull low in your stomach.
His other hand cups your breast, thumb brushing over the sensitive peak, and you bite your lip to keep from moaning too loud.
Then his mouth moves lower. Down your ribs, unhurried, savoring every inch. Sukuna kisses every millimeter of your skin, lingering, rubbing, pressing himself into you, and itâs so intimate, so sharp and piercing, your eyes sting again.
Heâs never done this.
Never taken his time with your body like this.
His lips reach your stomach, and he stays there, kissing the soft skin beneath your navel, his hot breath tickling and making your muscles tense with anticipation.
His fingers slide to the waistband of your panties. He tugs them down, and you realize what heâs about to doâŚ
âDonât,â you breathe, catching his hand.
He freezes. Looks up at you again from beneath his lashes, and in his eyes thereâs confusion, and a shadow of offense.
âI want to,â Sukuna frowns. âI want to make you feel good. I want to taste you, my girl...â
His lips brush the inside of your thigh. The softest skin, the kind that makes goosebumps explode across your body. He kisses, nips lightly, and every time his teeth catch your skin, you flinch. Itâs endlessly good and endlessly torturous, because you knowâŚ
âJust fuck me,â your voice breaks, breathing is hard, everything between your legs is pulsing with aching need. âPlease. Just do it.â
Sukuna stares at you for another moment. Thereâs something strange in his gaze.
Doubt? Worry?
He pauses, still looking at you with that weird, reverent expression. You breathe heavily, trying to steady yourself, and then he moves up to you, kissing your cheek, salty with sweat and tears, your temple, your closed eyelids.
âYou okay?â he whispers.
Instead of answering, you pull him down, crash your mouth into his in a kiss thatâs salty, desperate, final. You feel his cock under the denim, hard, hot, pressed against your thigh, and you reach down to undo his zipper. Sukuna grabs your hand sharply, hissing through his teeth:
âDonât. Not yet, firstâŚâ
You stubbornly tug your hand down anyway, forcing him to pull it up, pinning it to the sheets beside your head.
âWait,â he demands.
âI donât want to wait,â your voice cracks. âPlease, justâŚâ
âAnd I donât want to hurt you,â he frowns, dipping down again to kiss your throat.
âIt already hurts,â it slips out of you, and you bite your lip immediately, realizing you said too much.
But Sukuna doesnât ask what you mean.
Maybe he doesnât hear it.
Maybe he doesnât want to.
The worry fades from his face, replaced by familiar hunger when you hook your legs around his waist and drag him closer.
Heâs been holding back for so long.
To press you down. To shove himself into your warmth and just lose himself. Forget your anger, forget your requests to be gentle, forget the fact you hated how he talked to other girlsâŚ
Wasnât this all he ever wanted?
Sukuna reaches for his jeans, unbuttons them with trembling fingers, pulls them down along with his underwear. And you see him already hard, thick, the head wet and shining.
Heâs always been big.
Too big for you.
And Sukuna always pushed in without much prep, because he hated waiting.
Now he pauses for a second, looking at you, anxious.
âYou sure?â
âYes.â
You feel his hard, hot, pulsing length against your thigh...
Before, Sukuna never cared. You always had to remind him, beg him not to rush, to get you ready⌠and heâd do it with an annoyed expression, like you were wasting his precious time.
And now Sukuna stands over you, scared he might hurt you.
And youâve decided to give him everything.
Everything he wanted anyway. Always. Every night you had.
Maybe if youâre perfect for him, if you give him what he wants without conditions, without begging, without demands⌠maybe then itâll work out.
Maybe then⌠maybe�
âI want you,â you mumble.
Sukuna nods. Nods, even though thereâs still confusion in his eyes.
âItâs gonna hurt,â he repeats, like a warning.
You stay silent. Or mumble something incoherent. You canât even hear yourself over the roaring in your ears. Sukuna spreads your legs with his knee and guides the tip of his cock to your entrance. You feel the hot press of him between your thighs and squeeze your eyes shut for a second, bracing yourself.
âLook at me,â Sukuna asks.
You obey. Open your eyes.
Meet his gaze.
Your fingers dig into his shoulders. Hard, until your knuckles go white.
He pushes in.
Sharp, one thrust, like always. And it hurts. It always hurt, you just never said it. Dry, tight, too much, too fast. He forces his way inside, stretching you open, and pain shoots through your lower stomach in a bright, brutal flash.
You claw your nails into his back, grit your teeth so you donât scream.
White spots swim across your vision.
Sukuna freezes inside you. Breathes hard, forehead pressed to your shoulder.
âDoes it hurt?â he whispers, glancing at your face from the side.
âNo,â you lie through clenched teeth. âMove.â
Sukuna pushes deeper slowly, carefully, painfully slow, but even like that it still aches. You bite your lip hard enough to taste blood. Your nails dig into his back when he finally sinks all the way in.
âFuck,â Sukuna exhales, voice dropping into a rough rasp. âFeels so good. You⌠god⌠youâre so tight. So warmâŚâ
âPlease. FasterâŚâ
Sukuna hesitates for only a couple seconds. Then he starts moving.
The thrusts start careful, then deeper, more rhythmic. He presses closer, covering you with his body, and you turn your face away, burying it into the curve of his shoulder and neck. You breathe him in. Sweat, sleep, his skin, that intoxicating familiar scent that makes your heart pound even harder.
Your nails rake his back, leaving red lines, and you feel him flinch, feel his breathing break, feel his thrusts turn rougher.
You donât look at him anymore. You stare at the corner of the room, the wall, the darkness behind his shoulder, while he fucks into you again and again. His hand strokes your thigh, your waist, your breast. Heâs whispering things. So warm. Feels so good. Mine. But the words reach you like theyâre muffled, wrapped in cotton, drowned out by the ringing in your ears.
Youâre not really here.
Detached.
Watching it from the outside. Watching yourself, watching him, watching your bodies tangled together, the steady roll of his hips. And Sukuna is so consumed by you, so buried in this, in you, in the feeling of himself inside you, he doesnât even notice that youâre not really here at all.
Because heâs never been good at noticing you.
And you lie under him, staring at the ceiling. Tears slip down your temples into your hair, but you donât even sob. You just let him do it.
Let him do it one last time.
âKuna⌠yeah,â you moan, and your voice trembles in the silence.
Sukuna takes it the wrong way.
Thinks you feel good.
He speeds up.
His thrusts get deeper, harder, he nearly pulls out and then pushes back in all the way, and with every movement a dull, aching pulse spreads through your body, mixed with a growing tension that coils tighter and tighter.
âYeah, fuck,â he breathes. âMore, baby. Harder. Youâre soâŚâ
He doesnât finish, burying his face into your neck again, thrusting faster, deeper. His breathing breaks apart into rough gasps, into moans, into almost pathetic sounds youâve never heard from him before.
Sukuna is pathetic like this. Completely in your hands. Torn apart by need, trembling, lost. And each time he gets faster, rougher. Sukuna is fucking into you with that same greedy hunger he always had, not thinking about you, not caring if it hurts.
Heâs just taking whatâs his.
Is that⌠right?
You rake your nails down his back until you draw blood. Leave deep grooves in his skin, and he jerks at it, moans louder, slams into you harder when you yank his hair and squeeze your thighs, silently begging him to push deeper.
Your tears are warm and salty, sliding into your hair, and you donât even try to stop them.
You know he doesnât notice.
Sukuna presses closer, still buried inside you, and mumbles against your skin:
âLove you,â his eyes squeeze shut, a rough, guttural moan ripping out of him. âI love you so fucking muchâŚâ
You go still.
Heâs never said that before. Not once, not in all the months you were together. There was I like you, there was youâre pretty, there was I missed you. But never I love you. And now heâs saying it. For the first time. In the middle of rough, messy, aching sex, while he takes what heâs always wanted.
It almost doesnât belong here.
You donât answer.
You just keep staring at the ceiling, feeling your tears come faster. You clench around him on purpose, hard, so hard it almost hurts you. Sukuna moans out loud, nearly whimpering, face buried in your hair, rubbing his nose against your temple like a satisfied animal.
âClose, baby, Iâm soâŚâ he rasps. âIâm gonna⌠fuckâŚâ
And then he almost whines:
âI can⌠right?â he breathes, almost pleading. âLet me.â
You nod.
Sukuna comes with a low groan, pressing himself into you as deep as he can. You feel his hot cum fill you in thick pulses, and you close your eyes.
Thatâs it.
Now itâs really it.
You come after him anyway, like your body doesnât know how to stop loving him.
Sukuna breathes heavily against your throat. His body goes slack, heavy on top of you, pinning you into the mattress. Heâs so heavy, so hot, so⌠familiar and strange at the same time.
âLove you,â he whispers again, quieter now, like heâs tasting the word, like itâs unfamiliar, but heâs trying.
Right?
You stay silent. You donât give him anything back. You just stroke his back, the sweat-slick skin, the muscles still twitching under your palm. And you think about how something inside you has already died.
Something you canât bring back.
The silence stretches, and Sukuna lifts his head, looking at you questioningly.
âWhat?â he asks softly. âDid I hurt you?â
You shake your head. Too fast. Too desperate. Something in your chest splits open, something youâll never be able to put back together.
âNo. Itâs fine. Just⌠just kiss me, okay?â
Sukuna raises his head higher. Stares down at you with a hazy look, still breathing hard. In his eyes thereâs euphoria, satisfaction, tenderness.
He doesnât see your tears.
He doesnât understand.
But he listens, and he kisses you.
Softly. Gently. Nothing like the way he used to kiss you.
You never even thought he was capable of this.
Right now, he kisses you like youâre the most precious thing he has.
Like heâs apologizing.
Like heâs trying to say what he doesnât have the words for.
And you kiss him back, and you feel yourself go quiet inside.
You fall asleep like that. Tangled together, exhausted. He pulls you close, buries his nose in the top of your head, murmuring something unintelligible, something sweet. And you lie there with your eyes open, staring into the dark, waiting for morning to take you away...
For the last time.
Morning comes unexpectedly.
Sunlight spills through the window, golden and warm.
Sukuna wakes up, and the first thing he feels is warmth. Your warmth. Youâre lying beside him, your back pressed to his chest, breathing evenly in your sleep. His arm is still wrapped around your waist, his fingers curled into your skin.
He goes still, afraid to move, afraid to scare this moment away.
Youâre here. Youâre close. You didnât leave.
Something warm blooms in his chest, huge and almost painfully bright, and it steals his breath. He looks at your parted lips, the way you mumble something in your sleep, and he smiles, stupid and almost childlike, not even trying to hide it.
Heâll do anything to make you stay.
Anything to make you happy.
Heâll become someone else.
Better. Good.
The man you need.
Carefully, trying not to wake you, Sukuna props himself up on one elbow and studies your face. Youâre asleep, messy-haired, tear tracks still dried on your cheeks, breathing quietly with your lips slightly open. The blanket has slipped off your shoulder, exposing your collarbone, and he sees the marks he left last night, dark bruises on your neck, your chest.
Guilt pricks somewhere deep inside him, but it drowns almost immediately in the warmth spreading through his ribs.
Youâre so beautiful.
You always were.
And he, the idiot, only truly understands it now.
Sukuna gently brushes his fingers over your cheek, along your cheekbone, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. In your sleep you frown slightly, but you donât wake. He freezes, barely breathing, and when you relax again, he exhales in relief.
He should make breakfast. Surprise you. Prove heâs serious.
Sukuna slips out of bed. Every movement is slow, careful, so the mattress wonât creak, so the blanket wonât rustle. He pulls on his jeans, finds his T-shirt on the floor, throws it over his shoulders. At the door he turns, looks at you one more time.
Youâre curled on your side, knees drawn up to your chest. Sunlight falls across your face, and you look like youâre glowing. So beautiful. His.
He smiles, genuinely happy, like an idiot.
And leaves, quietly closing the door behind him.
In the kitchen he checks the fridge. Empty, like he expected. You always ate like shit whenever you were alone. He frowns, deciding to fix that. Breakfast. The simplest thing he knows how to make. Eggs, toast, coffee. Anything more complicated is beyond him, unfortunately. But heâll learn. He will. For you.
Sukuna cooks, trying not to make noise, constantly glancing at the bedroom door. His thoughts are a mess, but his chest feels warm. For the first time in a long time. He smiles as he flips an egg in the pan, and nearly drops the spatula when it burns on one side.
âShit,â he mutters, trying to salvage whatâs left. âShit, shit, shitâŚâ
He pulls the pan off the heat, stares at the burnt edge, sighs. Then grabs a knife and carefully cuts away the black parts, leaving only the yellow-white middle. Fine. Itâll do.
He almost burns the toast too, distracted by the thought of you waking up, seeing breakfast, smiling⌠He catches it just in time. Slightly dark, but whatever. Coffee is brewing. It smells like roast and cinnamon, he found a jar in the cupboard and added a pinch, because you like it like that, right? Heâs not even sure, and it embarrasses him.
Sukuna sets the table. Plates, cups, utensils. Steps back, looks at it, and his heart swells with pride. He did it. Himself. For you.
Only then does he notice how clean the apartment is.
Too clean.
He looks around. The kitchen has no extra clutter. The windowsill is empty, even though your potted plants used to sit there. You watered them, talked to them, and he remembers how he used to laugh at that. The fridge has no magnets, no notes, even though it used to be covered in random crap you brought back from trips. In the corner thereâs a tied-up trash bag, even though you usually took the trash out in the evenings.
Weird. Really weird.
He walks into the hallway, checks the bathroom. Itâs empty too. No bottles on the shelf. No shampoo. No body wash with that good smell he loved on your skin.
Like you were never here.
Something tightens in his chest, a cold needle stabbing beneath his heart. But he forces it away immediately. You just cleaned. Decided to start over. Probably threw old things out so they wouldnât remind you of him.
He⌠deserved that.
Itâs fine.
He should buy flowers. And a phone. He broke your phone last night, completely forgot about it. Sukuna quickly goes back to the kitchen, turns off the stove, leaves the coffee, heâll come back and pour it later. He steps into the bedroom, just to look at you one more time.
Youâre still in the same position, breathing evenly. In sleep your face is relaxed, and you look so defenseless, so small on that big bed, his chest aches with tenderness.
He leans down, presses a careful kiss to your temple. Whispers:
âIâll be back soon, okay?â He hesitates, then adds, quieter: âLove you, baby.â
You donât wake up.
He straightens, leaves the bedroom, pulls on his boots, grabs his keys. The ones you gave him once. On the shelf beside them lies your hair tie. He pauses for a second, then grabs it too, closing his fist around it.
Sukuna slips out the door.
In the stairwell he almost runs. Because every second away from you feels unbearable. Because he canât wait to come back and see your smile.
He buys the first bouquet that looks pretty to him. Pink peonies, full and soft, heavy blooms that smell like spring. He imagines you taking them, breathing them in, smiling. Then straight to the phone store. He picks a phone. The same one you had, only better. More expensive. So youâll know heâs serious.
The employee rambles about specs, warranty, insurance, but Sukuna isnât listening. He keeps looking at the clock. Fifteen minutes. Twenty. Too long.
He grabs the bag, pays, bolts out of the store. Runs back, weaving between people, nearly crashing into a woman with a stroller. He throws out an apology without stopping.
He bursts into the building, breathless. Waiting for the elevator is pointless. He takes the stairs two at a time, skipping steps.
He reaches the door. Inserts the key.
But it wonât turn.
Sukuna frowns, tries again. Again. The lock clicks, but the door doesnât open. The latch is locked from the inside. Like you knew heâd come back.
His heart stutters.
âHey,â he calls quietly. âIâm back. Open up.â
Silence.
He waits a second. Two. Ten.
âOpen the door, baby,â louder now. Worry bleeds into his voice.
Silence.
He rings the bell. Once. Twice. Three times. He presses his ear to the door. Inside, not a sound. Not even a rustle.
âWhen did you start sleeping this hard, baby?â he mutters, trying to calm the ugly tremor in his fingers. âHey, wake up. I⌠I got you a phone. And flowers, lookâŚâ
Silence.
He knocks. Soft at first, with his knuckles. Then harder, with his palm. Then with his fist.
âOpen up!â his voice cracks. âOpen the fucking door, please!â
Nothing.
Fear rises from his gut, cold and sticky, crushing his throat. He remembers the empty shelves in the bathroom, the bare windowsill, the tied trash bag. Remembers you crying at night, and how he didnât care enough to notice. Remembers the way you stared straight through him while he fucked you.
âNo,â he whispers. âNo, no, no⌠donât do this.â
He starts kicking the door. Heavy, dull thuds echo through the stairwell. Somewhere upstairs a door opens, someone yells, but he doesnât hear it.
âOpen the fucking door!â he screams, voice breaking into a rasp. âOpen it right now! Are you in there? Can you hear me?!â
He throws all his strength into it, the door rattling but holding. His knuckles split open, blood smearing across the white wood. Anger boils up inside him, the way it always does when something goes against his plan. He doesnât know how to wait. Doesnât know how to stop. Doesnât know how to be patient.
âDonât do this to me!â he shouts, kicking again and again. âDonât you fucking dare! Open the damn door!â
A neighbor upstairs rushes out, yelling something about the police. Another neighbor appears, threatening him. Sukuna doesnât hear. He keeps hitting until hands grab him from behind and drag him away from the door.
The police arrive fast. They restrain him, snap cuffs onto his wrists, haul him downstairs. He screams, fights, tries to explain that his girlfriend is inside, that something happened to her, that he needs to check. But they donât listen. Drunk troublemaker. Aggressive. Neighbors complaining.
Sukuna stops fighting. Thereâs no strength left. He just stares at the door as they shove him into the police car.
âMy girlfriendâs in there,â Ryomen repeats to the officer as they force him inside. His voice is strange, hoarse, almost unrecognizable. âSomething happened to her. Check⌠I⌠pleaseâŚâ
The officer sighs, goes upstairs, and comes back soon after.
âSheâs fine,â he says, opening the car door and sitting in the front seat. Sukuna stares at him, desperate. âThe girl said you broke up and that youâre her clingy ex whoâs stalking her. Is that true?â
They drive Sukuna to the station. The whole way he stays silent, staring at one point ahead of him, clenching his fists so hard his nails cut into his palms, tearing at already broken skin.
At the station they process him, lock him in a cell. He doesnât sleep all night. Just sits on the bench, staring at the filthy wall, thinking about you. About you being alone. About you being angry at him for this outburst.
About how he ruined everything again.
They release him only by lunchtime the next day. Paperwork, reports, signatures, all dragging on forever. He storms out of the station, catches a taxi, gives your address.
The whole ride he keeps his fists clenched.
Stares out the window, begging you in his head to still be there.
To be home.
Waiting for him.
He rushes into the building without even closing the door behind him. Takes the stairs again, because the elevator is too slow. Runs to your apartment. The flowers and the bag with the phone are lying on the floor. The police mustâve knocked them down when they came in. Untouched.
He rings the bell. Once. Twice. Three times. Waits.
Silence.
He knocks, quieter now. Begging.
âItâs me,â his voice is hoarse, wrecked. âOpen up, please. Iâll explain everything. I shouldnât have screamed like that. Iâm sorry⌠Iâm sorry, baby.â
Silence.
He presses his forehead to the cold door. Closes his eyes.
âPlease,â he whispers. âPlease. Just⌠give me one more chance. Iâm begging youâŚâ
A woman steps out of the neighboring apartment. The same one who called the police. She watches him cautiously.
âYou again?â she asks.
âSheâs not opening,â Sukuna grits out without turning around.
âShe wonât,â the woman shrugs. âShe moved out this morning. I saw them carrying her stuff out.â
Sukuna turns slowly.
âWhat?â
âShe left,â the woman shrugs. âPacked up the rest of her stuff while you were gone. Movers came, loaded everything up. Mustâve been⌠three hours ago.â
The words drop into the silence of the stairwell. Sukuna goes still. Stares at her without really seeing her. Blood roars in his ears.
Three hours ago.
If they hadnât taken him yesterday. If he hadnât caused that scene. If heâd been able to hold it in, calm down, wait, he wouldâve seen you. Wouldâve seen them carrying boxes out. Couldâve stopped you.
Could he have?
But he didnât hold it in. He snapped. He screamed, pounded on the door, dragged the police here. And while he was gone, you were packing your things.
Sukuna is always late. Always. Always too fucking late.
âAre you sure?â his voice is rough, barely his.
âYeah, of course.â The woman shrugs. âMovers came. Took everything. She left in a taxi. Said she was going to the airport, I think.â
The airport.
Sukuna staggers back. Hits the wall, slides down it to the floor. Sits on the cold tile, gripping his head in his hands.
The neighbor shrugs again and disappears into her apartment.
Sukuna thought he had time.
Thought he could fix everything.
Thought youâd wait while he learned how to be good.
But you didnât wait.
And he missed it. Missed it because of his temper, because he couldnât control himself, because he always took what he wanted with force instead of patience.
Sukuna sits on the floor by your door, crushed flowers in his hands, staring into nothing. Inside him thereâs nothing. A hollow so huge and black it feels like it could swallow him whole.
But he still doesnât believe you could really do this. Maybe the neighbor is lying. Maybe sheâs wrong. Maybe she got it mixed up.
âIâll wait,â Sukuna whispers. âIâll wait as long as I have to. Just⌠just donât disappear, baby.â
Silence. His thoughts thrash like trapped animals. Youâre inside. You couldnât have left, he wouldâve seen you. Youâre just not opening. Youâre just mad at him. You have every right. You want to punish him, make him suffer, and then youâll open the door to him like heâs some beaten, whining dog, and youâll take him back like you always did. Yeah. Thatâs whatâs happening. He just needs one last chance.
Sukuna falls asleep outside your door, curled up on the freezing floor. His dreams are heavy and black. You walking down a long corridor, and heâs running after you, but he canât catch up, his legs sinking into something thick and sticky, and youâre getting farther and farther awayâŚ
A voice wakes him in the morning.
âSir? Sir, are you okay?â
Sukuna jerks awake, instantly grabbing the bouquet lying beside him. A woman in a sharp suit is standing there, a folder in her hands. Behind her, a young couple. They all look at him like he might bite.
Sukuna forces himself up. His body is stiff, every movement hurting. He rubs his face with his hands, trying to come back to reality.
âWhere are you going?â he rasps.
âIâm the realtor,â the woman says carefully. âIâm showing the apartment to buyers. Could you⌠move?â
Sukuna freezes, frowning.
âWhat? But she lives hereâŚâ
âThe previous tenants already moved out,â the realtor repeats, firmer now.
âThatâs not possible,â Sukuna shakes his head, clutching the wilted bouquet tighter.
The woman shrugs and steps forward, and Sukuna staggers back, letting her pass. She watches him warily as she pulls out her keys, unlocks the door, and walks inside. The couple follows, throwing him a look filled with faint pity. Sukuna takes a step closer, peering inside, just to make sureâŚ
Itâs empty.
The apartment is completely empty. No furniture. No things. No you. Just bare walls, a clean floor that smells like dampness and nothing. The windows are cracked open, and light curtains sway in the draft from the kitchen at the end of the hallway.
Just yesterday he was making you breakfast there.
Sukuna leaves the building on legs that barely bend. Walks down the stairs, steps outside...
Dawn. The sun is rising over the city, painting the sky pink and gold.
The same sunrise as yesterday.
As the day before.
As always.
Sukuna doesnât know where you went. Doesnât know where to look. Doesnât even have your new number. He never knew your thoughts, your plans, your friends. You offered so many times to introduce him to your parents, and he always said it was too early. That he didnât want to. That heâd wait.
Sukuna stands alone on the sidewalk.
He couldâve done something to make you stay.
Couldâve changed sooner.
Couldâve said all of this before it was too late.
But Sukuna always does everything too late.
Sukuna is always too late.
Always.
And now heâll have to carry it alone.
Sukuna stands on the empty street, staring at the rising sun, and for the first time in his life he doesnât know where to go next. The hair tie digs painfully into his palm. Itâs the only thing he has left of you.
And youâre already far away.
And youâll never look back.
And you wonât even think of him...
And youâll forget him.
Do not repost, copy, plagiarize, translate, or feed my work into AI in any form!) English is not my first language, so yes, my writing might not be perfect.(
This is my first-ever fanfic. Please give it some love and drop a comment, I am making this story about hating a manager. I added characters that are not from JJK, just an FYI. ENJOYYYYYY
Part 2 is here :)
" I would watch your tone if I were you, sweetie. I simply asked if you could do this part of the project paperwork, that's all." Demanded Darcy as she shoved papers on top of your computer.
An irritated heavy sigh easily left your mouth as you stopped typing on the work computer, placing both of your hands on the flat surface while slowly standing up, leaning on the desk, and giving her a full, straight, jaw-clenching stare.
" well sweetie, I hate to break it to you, but that part of the paperwork isn't my job because your boss, you know, Mr. Nanami, in case you forget who that is, assigned it to you. So, for once, can you actually do your job and do it because I'm not getting paid enough to do your job." You argued while collecting the paperwork and handing it back to her.
She rolled her eyes at you and didn't even bother grabbing the papers, only straightened her poser and held her head up higher as if you were some disgusting animal.
"Guess I need to tell your boss that you don't want to do the work he wanted you to complete. He told me himself that he wanted you to do all the work since you know more about this than the rest of the associates." she threaten
" then why couldn't he just dial my extension and tell me himself instead of you" you reason back while closing your computer with one hand and placing the papers aside from it.
Darcy let loose as she witnessed defeat from you and let off a bitchy smile to you, and shrugged her shoulders and hands. She gave you a friendly "thanks girly" while walking away from your desk. Some of your colleagues waited for her to leave, and once they saw that she had left the environment, they finally spoke.
" Darcy definitely needs to get laid I'm tired of her shit," one of them said while they stopped working and spoke to you.
" You don't get paid enough to be dealing with her attitude and her work, is she that dumb to not be able to do her job." another associate of yours added to the gossip, while she sipped her coffee
" Girl, how many times do we have to tell you, go tell him that she isn't doing her job," Allandra explained to you while grabbing the paperwork that was thrown into your schedule. and skimming through it since her desk is next to yours.
Allandra is one of the few people at this job who is preventing you from leaving. You took her under your wing immediately when she was a new hire and saved her from doing all of Darcy's assignments if she had been taught under her. She's very sweet and kind, but that doesn't stop her from having a temper when she sees someone she cares about being walked all over constantly.
" She's been feeding him lies about me not doing anything, and I'm like one mistake away from getting a write-up. He's all up her ass and believing everything she says, so what's the point of complaining?" you angrily replied and added another comment.
"She's gonna catch me on a very good day, and I'm gonna lose my shit on her."
" I would love to see her get put in her place," a coworker commented
" Giirrlllll I would love to see you fuck her up, shit I might even join."
" Ohhhhhh, I forgot to tell you GUYSS," an associate screamed with high pitch
The tone caught everyone's attention in the small circle, and they all stood up and walked to her, including you and Allandra.
" I heard that she has been trying to pay someone to sleep with her, and it is someone from here," she whispered, yelled
The room gasped leaving some of them with their mouths wide open. The covered news makes people question what type of person she is. Darcy is the type of girl with the stupidest rules and traits she wants from a man and tends to be a very bitchy personality.
"But wait.... this doesn't make sense though i mean, look at her, who told you? " one questioned, to which a lot of them nodded their head and agreed.
" I heard her talking to.... dam it what's her name... OHHH Sam. I was in the back taking a smoke break and they were in the corner on the other side so they didn't see me. they were talking and then she said something about him refusing the money and laughed at her face. " they whispered for everyone to hear.
Everyone burst out laughing in the small group while some of them smiled and chuckled. It's moments like this where no drama and having amazing people to work with make it better. A loud knock on the side of the door caught everyone's attention, and they swore they felt their heart drop when they saw the boss standing there with a serious face.
" I hope we are talking about work in the small circle you formed, ladies. I need everyone to work on their papers, please. I need them done before the meeting comes," informed Nanami with a serious tone.
"I've been told that we are chit-chatting more than doing our part. As much as I appreciate the hard work everyone's been doing, I really need it to be done. I don't want to have to babysit and give write-ups now, do I [name]?" he added more to the pot while looking at you.
No one said anything, but gave each other a certain look, which was that Darcy went to snitch on them about not doing their job. They replied saying no and went back to their desk. You walked over to your desk, pulled out the small drawer, and grabbed your essentials to smoke outside.
"I'm going on my lunch," you said waving at your small group.
They smiled and commented on having a good lunch, and to see you tomorrow. He is still at the door observing the room, which is irritating, and you are mad. Only saying your name is a warning that he's keeping an eye on you because of her. You closed your computer, pulled back the small drawer, and turned towards the door. Allandra gave you a certain look, worried that you would get in trouble, in which you don't really care if you do, being taken advantage of, and doing a lot of people's positions and not getting the right salary for it.
"Will you be finished with the paperwork before you head home? I would appreciate it a lot, [name]. " Your boss asked while taking one good look at your irritated face.
"Yes, boss man, is it okay if I do some overtime in case I don't finish it by 4pm?"
"I'm sorry, but that won't happen due to having the meeting exactly at 4 o'clock today. If it's not finished by then, I will give you a write-up for not fulfilling your duties." The boss said in a concerned voice
" Yes sir, it will be done before 4pm." You didn't even bother to look at him while walking away to the back of the exit building to take your lunch. You took a big inhale of your Blue Raspberry mixed with Sour Apple flavored vape while walking to the plants.
The concrete box filled with plants has a flat surface on top that's wide, so people don't get dirt so easily if they were to get near it, which is where you sat and exhaled. A bunch of white smoke left your nose like an angry bull in those TV cartoons. You were irritated and frustrated with work and the people at work who made it even worse.
"You on lunch?" Sam questioned you while walking toward you, holding a brown paper bag with a small logo of a fast food restaurant. You looked at her while taking another hit of your vape and nodded at the same time.
"What did you order?" Curiosity took over while looking at the small oil stain that was starting to bleed a bit through the brown paper bag.
" Number 4, with some stuff I added on to it, why? Do you want half of it?. I was going to give it to whoever wanted it." Sam stated while taking out the food, which was already cut in half, and gave you half of it, and sat next to you. That big bite that spilled some condiments onto the floor is all you needed to not kill someone.
"Careful, you're gonna get some on you " she advised you while whipping your face with a napkin. Took the napkin from her and whipped the rest off, and took another hit from the vape and exhaled it all out while coughing a bit.
" Dude thank you, I really needed this. I'm about to lose it right now, fucken Darcy didn't do any of the paperwork and ratted me out to Nanami so I have to finish it before 4." you snarled while looking at her.
" are you serious? go tell-"
" bitch you really think I haven't thought about that. There's no point he believing her more than me. Dumbass keeps telling him EVERYTHING I do and keeping tabs on me" complained while taking another hit
" then complain to HR or call the awareness line since they don't ask for your name or where you work at" she urged while biting her half of the food.
" I don't see the point because she knows it's gonna be from me, and I don't want him to be on my back even more" you explained more while finishing the last of the food. Then remembering what you were told about her, you looked at her with wide eyes and playfully slapped her shoulder and announced it to her.
" DUDE!! I was told that she told you that she tried to pay someone for sex or something like that" blurted while forgetting that you're still in the company place and started looking around to make sure no one heard it, and then gave a quick sorry for yelling it out loud.
She gave you that same wide-eyed expression and swallowed her food, and started talking about what Darcy told her. " BBIITTCCHHH!! so we were in the supply room fixing the mess Gojo made, ughh dude, it was so bad the mess he made and dared to make me do it, but I can't say that because he owns the fucken company"
She turned her body more towards you, so she put the back of her calf on top of her other thigh to prevent discomfort in her lower body and took your vape and a simple nod, gesturing to her that it's okay for her to take a hit.
"She was telling me that since she left her man, and that she is trying to hook up with someone from here, but when I asked for a name, she changed the subject right away," uttered while brushing away the smoke.
" But who would it be, though?"
" it could be anyone at this point, I mean, look at the men here at this job, the way they look at the girls here is so creepy sometimes, like, dont you have a wife or girlfriend at home." she suggested
" thats why I try hard to dress like a little boy or act like a man a lot of the time so I don't get hit on. I will only wear dress pants at work " you huffed
" girl dress up once in a while"
" I do dress up and wear makeup, just not here tho."
The conversation came to an end when your coworker got a phone call from her friend. She said her goodbyes and left to answer her call, leaving you alone. You checked your phone to see that you have 13 minutes left to spare, so you started going on social media for the remainder of the time till you were interrupted by a greeting from the security guard.
"Hey there, you on lunch?" greeted Toji
You gave him a small nod and started talking to him about work and how much you have your boss for making you do the paperwork. You're kinda jealous that he and his colleague just walk around and keep an eye on the people who walk in and out of the building.
Typical him told you that he would rather be where he is than have to do paperwork and talk to clients. Before you know it, the shit-talking beings and you started telling each other the gossip about the people you work with.
"You will never guess what," he smirked with the scard lip
"The way you have been living I don't even wanna guess what it is." you laughed a bit while looking at him.
" I may or may not have listened to a conversation about who will be the new supervisor", tempted Toji
You gave him a look of uncertainty, whether to know who it is or not. You really want that position of supervisor to be on Darcy's ass and start giving her write-ups and get her fired.
" Look, you didn't hear it from me, but Nanami told Gojo that you're unfit to be a supervisor and that Darcy is always doing the work and making the sales with the clients," he confirmed.
" [name], we both know that she's full of shit and everyone hates her, but who knows im just a security guard," he added.
After hearing of what he had to say you exploded and started ranting to him, " that fucken..... oh im so mad......" took a deep breath but that didnt work.
" So your telling me" you stood up and walking up to him while pointing at him.
" that DARCY is gonna get the position when she doesn't do jack shit while I'm the one that has been BUSTING MY ASS AND HAVING TO DEAL WITH THE CLIENTS AND SHES GONNA GET IT INSTEAD"
He simply shrugged his shoulders and looked around to avoid getting into trouble for telling you what he heard. You cant think right now all you can do it keep bitching and ranting to him more.
" That same person who's been paying a little coworker of ours to fuck her stinky ass pussy when she's over here saying that she has a lot of self-respect and that she's the one that left her boyfriend," you cursed and then it hit you of what you said and covered your mouth and the shockness overcame the anger you had was gone.
Toji raised a cocky brow and simply said it " oh so he told you about that."
Your eyebrows went up, and you immedietly whisper yell at him." Who is it?"
He shrugged his shoulders again, which is his way of saying hes not saying anything. Your alarm went off, signaling you that lunch was over.
"You know what, you're right for once, " you chimed while sending a text to your brother to pick you up from work.
" what your gonna quit or something?" he half joke
"Even better ima just leave for today and honestly fuck this place and fuck everyone here, especially her and Nanami. Let her do the fucken paperwork."
He chuckled to himself due to giving you the influence to leave your responsibilities and walk away. " Want me to get you stuff?" he offers.
You took his offer and told him to make up a lie, saying that something came up and that you had to leave. " wow so nice of you to look out for me, that's not like you at all" you chimmed while hitting your vape.
"ehh what can I say? I'm a generous person," he bragged while waking inside the building to retrieve your stuff. When he came back with your stuff, he mentioned that he told a coworker that you weren't feeling okay.
After saying your goodbyes and driving home, you decided that a nap was deserved, not thinking much of it. The feeling of a vibration near your head has you with PTSD, and you looked at the time and then the phone, seeing it was Allandra calling you past 7pm.
You answered the call and heard out of breath coworker with Nanami in the background, thanking her for staying overtime. " girlll hold up, let me get inside my car. Anyways... oh my fucken god, it was so bad girl when you left, like apparently the paperwork that she gave you was assigned to her, and Gojo called her out when it wasn't finished. So he told me and someone else to help Darcy with the paperwork before the meeting," she complained while hearing the car engine roar, and she drove home.
She then explains how she was mostly doing the work even though she didn't know what she was doing, and how Darcy and the other person were chit-chatting after her rant. She said that it wasn't finished by the time the meeting started, to the point where they had to do a rain check.
"So after finishing the paperwork, that fucken bitch took the credit, and I went to Nanami and told him that I did all the work. He said that he will talk to her and that hes going to give you the write-"
" Why the fuck am I getting the write-up when it was assigned to her-"
"She fucken told Nanami that you weren't a team player and when she asked for help, you just left early today."
You were not happy with the information you were told and were not ready to go to work.
The next day, you woke up late and did not care one bit, and even ate breakfast with your parents and went to the coffee shop, got your favorite drink, and headed to work. Pulled up to the parking spot and walked into the building. The stares of coworkers and silence when you went to the spot, not even setting your things down, hearing your name called by the boss himself.
"Come to my office, I need a moment with you. "The way his voice sounded, it felt like a command from him.
Your heart was pounding so heavily it felt like it was about to fall out of your chest as you followed him into the office, and you saw Gojo sitting at the desk with a smile on his face when he saw you enter. Seeing him scared you more than Nanami, due to him owning the company.
" How are you today, [name]? " Gojo stated as he was grabbing some papers and seeing the first paper was the one that you abandoned yesterday, and that added more anxiety to your chest. Nanami sat next to him and simply looked. He was a witness to this conversation, which means you can be written up or fired.
Gojo simply started ranting about how glad the meeting was rescheduled, and he tends to get sleepy during the meeting due to how boring it is to near numbers, and all he was thinking was how one of the clients looked like a meme he saw on social media while laughing.
"Anyways, we pulled you here cus you left yesterday without approval, and on top of that, we were given a deadline that wasn't met," he inquired
You kept quiet while looking at him with an anxious expression and made eye contact with Nanami for a second, then back at him.
" I wasn't feeling well " you quavered and swallowed some saliva to calm the nerves a bit.
" yeah thats what Toji said while grabbing your stuff, must have been bad if he was grabbing your stuff for someone like him " he added.
It all clicked to you from yesterday's acting with him was his way of saving your ass from them. He was looking out for you, but that's what throws you off because he thinks about himself.
" well im glad you are better now but thats not the issue here.. Nanami will you please?" Gojo directed
" We have got word from HR that someone doesn't feel comfortable being around you due to the way your behaviour is and the way you speak " he pointed out
" huh" that's all you were able to say with confusion, then added a question.
"What attitued? Who even complained?"
" We can't give names due to company policy, but that's not the issue here. I want to add that I have been noticing the lack of work you have been putting in with this company and not taking accou-" he was interrupted by the blue-eyed man.
" hey hey lets not get off top-" then Satoru was interrupted by you.
" The hell do you mean I haven't been putting in effort? I BUST MY ASS more than ANYONE in this department," you cursed, yeah, you have a nasty habit of cussing a lot when you're mad, that anxiety you had a few seconds ago is long gone.
" please lower your voice-"
" It was Darcy who made the complaint wasnt it, that stupid cunt doesnt do ANY-"
"I'm going to ask you to speak to me with a proper tone and no cussing. I am your M-"
" I don't give a fuck if you're the manager, You dont have my fucken respect, so I'm going to fucken cuss you out."
Gojo let out a big sigh and decided to watch the new show that was in front of him. He told Kento to only speak about the HR complaint and nothing else. Its kinda funny to see him about to get chewed out by you in Gojo's eyes.
" I have been doing all the work, every single piece of paperwork that Darcy gave me, because shes doesnt want to do it. You really want someone like her to be a supervisor when she can't hold a responsibility and throws it to other people, and then claims all the work. " Nanami noticed something that threw him off a little, the way you have been raising your voice without giving any angry expression and a straight face with your pupils being dilated.
He has never seen someone talk like that; it was giving a "I'm fed up with you" look. He tried talking again, saying how the way you are acting, that theres a high chance that you won't be fit for supervior but yet again, he was cut off by you.
" I don't even want that position anymore if it means working with someone who claims they know good, hard-working people and gives them the hardest time when they are letting lazy people get away with anything as a manager," you pointed out while pointing at him with your finger.
A smug look appeared on the white hair mans face, and he was trying not to smile. It's funny to see the blonde-haired man get chewed out by his employee.
" I understand your frustration with Dar-" he tried to speak
" I don't care about that fucken bitch, go onto the backup system and pull up the login history," demanded while pointing at the computer.
A small " I got it " from the CEO while entering the username and password to get into the company associate login history. It's a background system that shows the employee's username log in thats shows who completed the paperwork and submitted it into the system before printing it out, only for managers to see.
Nanami doesn't know what to feel right now, if it's enraged or frustrated with talking to you. But gosh, he really hopes that you're wrong about the statement of your name being in the paperwork. A smile that is trying to force it down appears on Gojo's face, and looks at Nanami while turning the computer.
" Read the name out loud for me, please. I want to hear it from the person who claims I'm not a team player," you demanded while clapping your hands.
Nanamis felt his chest so heavy while seeing your User ID in the majority of the work. He doesn't know what to say, whether to apologize or continue with the HR complaint.
" Okay, you were right about that, and I apologize for that. I will talk to her and hold her acc-"
" No no, don't you fucken go off topic about this, I don't even want your apology bc it doesn't mean anything to me cuz your only doing-" the room went silent when the CEO calmly said, "That's enough," and you stood quiet and decided to sit back down again.
" we are going VERY off topic but due to seeing where the situation is going. I will talk to her and inform her that she will no longer be fit-" he was interrupted again by his employee.
"So what I'm hearing is that she is going to have a slap on the hand and get away with it. Are you serious right now?! shes been caught with plagiarism and she's getting nothing, but I'm getting a fucken write-up. I'm so fed up with both of..... give me the fucken paper ill take the write up so I can have a week off away from all of you and find another job that will take me." You stood up, walked up to the CEO, yanked the paperwork from Gojo, gave him a sloppy signature, and threw it to Nanami.
You walked out of the room super angry to the point you wanted to punch at someone. Hearing you name and demanding you to come back made it even worse to the point you turned around and said it.
" Tell DARCY that she needs to stop TRYING TO FUCK HER BOSS, and MAYBE she can take accountability for the paperwork. You hear me, Darcy? FUCK YOU and FUCK YOU TOO NANAMI." you screamed across the room, knowing what you said can definitely get you fired, which you don't care about anymore.
The room went silent, and people's expressions were filled with millions of things. You grabbed your stuff and started walking out fast to avoid the managers. You even called Toji to help you get away from them to the point that Gojo told Nanami to leave you alone, since it was getting out of hand to get away from them.
Toji walked you to your car and was chuckling to himself, saying that he heard everything and that he wouldn't have thought to see this " angry [name] ." You asked him if he had a cigarette in which he gave you one and lit it up for you.
You crave it when you're very angry, which is a bad habit you have since you worked in this company. You try to stop, and you were too close to hitting 6 months, but fuck, you really needed one.
"So what now since you blew the chance of being a supervisor?" he questions while blowing out his smoke.
" Honestly, I don't care if I get fired; I can always look for another job. I can ask my dad to get me an interview with Mr.Ackerman since they are good friends."
That name arched an eyebrow from the muscle man, and you simply just nodded at him when you said it. " yeah they are really close. He even asked my dad if he could be my Godfather when I was a baby."
" well I'm be dammed, let me know if you end up there, and you can pull some strings for me to work there too," he joked, but you know he was being serious since he was struggling to pay his bills from gambling.
Threw away the bud and said your goodbyes to him and drove off home. Toji was cornered by both his bosses, which he wasn't surprised..
"What did she tell you?" questioned Gojo with Nanami next to him.
He simply shrugged and played dumb, saying he doesnt know what hes talking about. In which Nanami said that it's serious that he needs to cooperate with them.
" I dont know its not my place to say anything," Toji teased more while thinking of a way to get something out of it. Gojo knew that he was to pull an arm to get him to cooperate.
" How about I approve your visit for that requested weekend?" Sataru gambled
" I would, but unfortunately, money is tight, and I need those shifts to pay off some bills. " Toji denied
" A paid weekend then," The CEO added. Nanami doesnt even know what they are talking about. What weekend? What visit?
" I mean, all she ranted about was that she doesnt care about this job since she has connections," Toji said that " he agreed to the terms.
"What connections"? Nanami questioned
He shrugged, which is his way of saying he needs something more to give in. " I was thinking a nice bonus check to come in anytime soon," he added to the terms.
"We can arrange that to happen a week early."
" I don't remember much, but something about a family of hers having a position open for her," he half-assed his response since he will never say who it is. If he said the name, then they will definitely stir more of the pot.
Nanami's gut feeling is telling him that he is completely screwed if you do end up leaving. Gojo thanked Toji and turned to face Nanami. "You have less than a week to find a way to keep her here, or else we will lose our biggest client, Levi Ackerman, due to [name] being the reason we still have him as our client."
Nanami nodded his head since he was left with a small slap on the hand for the mess he had made from what Gojo scolded him for going off topic, for not strictly following the HR complaint.
The end of part one, I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I had a fun time writing it. I threw in a few small cliffhangers that will be answered in part two. Also, can y'all leave me tips to make the fanfics' aesthetics and stuff? I'm new to all this stuff.
