I'm a writer, I swear

40 | shut me up

ft. fem!reader x kaiser

cw. suggestive (no smut, just kissing!)

“there,” your exclamation was followed by a sigh as you fell back against the couch. kaiser pulled his hand from your thigh to admire the blue on his nails. you would have finished much quicker if he hadn’t kept tickling you, which threatened to ruin the wet polish and your favorite grey sweats.

“if they get messed up, you can borrow a pair of mine,” he’d offered with a look that made you flush, as if you weren’t one wall away.

you sank into his couch, scooting slightly to make room for him to join. kaiser didn’t hesitate to crowd your space, reaching over to pull your hand into his lap so he could fidget with a hair tie on your wrist.

“this is pretty,” he complimented mindlessly, and you playfully rolled your eyes. it was a normal hairband—thin and black. there wasn’t anything special about it.

“i was thinking about wearing two, in case you ever need one.” you tugged gently on a strand of his long, blond hair, and kaiser grinned. your stomach flipped at the sight.

kaiser leaned further against you so that your sides were pressed together. “you’re so considerate, pretty. must think of me often.”

you shoved him with your shoulder. “shut up. forgive me for wanting to make sure my boyfriend is well taken care of.” you didn’t miss the way kaiser’s cheek burned against your arm when you called him yours. the thought of him blushing made you smile.

“‘shut up,’” he repeated, his voice light and a little airy, like he was on the verge of laughing. shifting so that he was looking up at you, kaiser raised a brow. “was that really your plan? to shut me up?”

your eye twitched. “s-shut up. you make it sound like i was obsessed with you or something.”

"aren't you the one who propositioned your friend into sleeping together just to get back at me?"

he meant to sound teasing, but you could hear the trickle of envy he was trying desperately to cover. you shot upright, eyes wide and sparkling with mischief as you stared at him. "i never slept with nagi. we only pretended in order to get back at you," you lowered your voice to match his with the last four words.

the tips of kaiser's ears flushed pink. "so, you didn't sleep with bachira, you didn't sleep with nagi. you must have been really obsessed to force yourself into my brain like that. trying to be the only thing on my mind?"

"if anything, i think you're the one obsessed with me. jealous boy."

kaiser blinked at you almost innocently. "jealous boy?"

"mhm. yep."

"shut up," he was grinning. you grinned back.

"now you're stealing my lines?"

kaiser sat up so that you had to look up to meet his baiting gaze. "yes, i'm stealing your lines. what are you going to do about it?"

you pulled a leg beneath you to sit taller, refusing to let him one-up you. "shut you up, of course. i mean, that’s been my plan since day one, right, baby?"

"mm, hübsches, and when have you ever succeeded befo—"

leaning forward, you captured kaiser's lips in a kiss, silencing him. he immediately folded, chest pressing into yours as he pulled you closer by the back of your neck. you sighed when he applied a little pressure and deepened the kiss, falling against him when his back hit the cushions.

you kissed him until your lips were numb, and then you kissed him some more. you would have kissed him forever if it was possible.

kaiser whined slightly when you finally pulled away to let him breathe. you smiled down at him, creases forming around your eyes. kaiser was staring up at you, red-faced and speechless.

"would you call that a success?"

kaiser beamed and leaned up to press one final kiss to the corner of your mouth. "you win, hübsches. consider me shut up."

masterlist // previous (ch 39)

notes -> not to be cringe but i don't even know what to say 😭 the growth, love, and support for this series has been so insane, i'm still shocked by it. i'm so thankful for each and every single one of you who read smu and i hope to see you in two-way mirror 🤍 THANK YOU

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39 | hard launch

ft. fem!reader & kaiser, shidou, sae, bachira, isagi, nagi, reo, chigiri

cw. cussing, slight kys jokes/threats of violence, 2 or 3 spelling errors (pls ignore them 🙏)

masterlist // previous (ch 38) // next (ch 40)

notes -> they make me so happy what if i explode

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38 | becoming human

ft. fem!reader & kaiser, isagi, bachira, shidou

cw. kaiser pov (in the first section), big simp kaiser, brief mentions of (past) sex, self-harm

kaiser wasn’t used to it. the warmth. the affection. the constant flush that refused to leave his cheeks. all when you were around. only when you were around.

he wasn’t used to it, but he didn’t hate the tightness in his chest or the smile that never faded.

being with you finally made him feel worthy. he felt human.

your touch on his arm lingered, even after it drew his attention. you smiled up at him, and kaiser went dumb. when you tilted your head slightly to the side, he realized you’d asked him something.

“sorry?”

you smiled. kaiser could die with no regrets.

“i said, i brought snacks. do you want any?” you let the bag slip off your shoulder and opened it for him to see, revealing a pack of bread crust rusks.

“after the show,” kaiser promised, pulling one of your hands to his lips so he could lay a gentle kiss against your knuckles. “thank you, hübsches.”

you blushed at the nickname, and kaiser wanted desperately to cover every flushed inch of skin with kisses. the change bewildered him. just a week ago, he despised the thought of being touched. he would turn to sex to punish himself for being a coward, and he used it to block everything else in life out. with you, he was satisfied with an accidental brush of your pinkie against his.

“you look pretty,” you complimented, twisting the hand kaiser held so that your fingers intertwined. “are you nervous? it’ll be your first time on stage since everything happened.”

kaiser didn’t hesitate to reply. “you’ll be there, won’t you?”

“yes. i wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

“then i’m not nervous.” kaiser grinned, but judging by the way your features softened, he probably looked as shy and boyish as he felt.

he blushed, embarrassed, and you gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. “you got this.”

☆ 🎸

as expected, the bastardz were amazing. the crowd felt louder than usual, but you didn’t blame them. if anything, you were glad the guys had the extra assurance that they were indeed missed.

you were taken aback by how well everyone performed, but your gaze often drifted back to the same set of eyes that never fleeted far from your face. kaiser looked so genuine up there, so in his element that you couldn’t picture him doing anything else. the need to support him was so intense it almost made you dizzy.

you followed him after the performance was over, and isagi bid the crowd farewell. slipping backstage, you were immediately crushed between bachira and shidou as they hugged you, despite their sweaty skin and clothes.

“wow, i missed that!” shidou exclaimed, his smile so bright you could see his canines when he released you. bachira ruffled your hair until you swatted at his hand, grinning.

“you guys did so well! my ear is still ringing from when that girl screamed in it.”

you slipped away when isagi bounded toward them so they could celebrate together, and found yourself in a small changing room. you’d seen a flash of blond hair through a crack in the door before entering, and kaiser reached a hand for you when he noticed your presence.

the back of his shirt clung to his sweaty skin, but you didn’t care as you took his hand and let him pull you toward him. he was sitting on a stool, so you towered over him. kaiser sighed, wrapping his arms around your hips and dropping his sticky forehead against the soft fabric covering your stomach. you could feel his breath through your shirt as you ran your fingers through his damp hair.

“you stayed,” he said, words coming out mumbled. you smiled. “you were amazing up there. you always are, but tonight was different. like you were born to be the center of attention.”

kaiser tugged you closer, hands pressed against the small of your back. when he didn’t reply, you gently removed a hand from his hair to take his chin between your fingers, lifting his gaze until it met yours. his eyes sparkled under the fluorescents, watery and wavering.

suddenly, the words came slipping out of you as if you could read his mind. “you’re not shit. you’re not him. you’re human, kaiser…” you paused and softly dropped down so that you were kneeling face to face. you weren’t able to vocalize your feelings before, but it felt easy now. “you’re the person i want to be with.”

when you reached up to wipe one of his tears with your thumb, kaiser caught your hand and kissed your palm. “i want to be yours,” he admitted softly, so softly you barely heard him.

you leaned up and kissed his forehead, letting your lips linger. “then be mine.”

when you’d talked the night before, he said he wanted you. now, kaiser was allowing himself to be wanted back. he wanted to be wanted. the realization made your heart ache.

you pulled him into your chest and sank into him when he hugged you back. “no more confessions,” you said, smiling when he scoffed against you. “you’re mine now.”

kaiser nuzzled his head into you. “okay,” he whispered. “i’m yours.”

masterlist // previous (ch 37) // next (ch 39)

notes -> i’m so dumb i updated yn and kaiser’s accounts for rin’s story, forgetting i still need their og icons for this one 😭

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37 | loose ends

ft. fem!reader & ness, kaiser, chigiri, kunigami, nagi, reo

cw. suggestive, one kms joke

after stopping at home to drop off your things and change into more comfortable clothes, you made your way over to kaiser’s and smiled softly when you found the door ajar. it felt like a secret, the crack in the door, even though the bandmates had “forced” the kiss confession out of you.

you knew the moment you opened the door that he wasn’t in the same mood he’d texted you in, and had a pretty good reason why. toeing your shoes off, you quietly padded into kaiser’s living room until you were standing in front of him.

“can i sit?” you asked, gesturing to the open seat beside him. kaiser looked up at you, and the air left your lungs. you’d never get used to how pretty he was, even when his eyes were wet and round and his lips were swollen from chewing and picking at them.

his hand twitched on his chest, and you grabbed it as you sat beside him. he offered you a smile that didn’t entirely meet his eyes. “hey.”

you’d been biting your tongue, but his voice was so soft with you that you broke. “ness told me everything.”

kaiser’s hand automatically jerked in yours, and you tightened your grip to distract him. you threw your legs over his lap and scooted to where your cheek grazed his shoulder.

“he wasn’t supposed to get attached,” kaiser said, parroting the texts you’d received. you nodded, sinking into his side and cradling his hand to your chest. “i know.”

“i don’t want to talk about ness.”

“okay.”

“… i’m sorry.”

you looked up and found him already staring at you. such a simple gesture, but it left your stomach in knots. “everything will be fine.”

kaiser looked away and sucked his cheek in to gnaw on it, but you’d seen the redness in his nose and around his eyes. without thinking, you released his hand and tossed your arms around him, the momentum lifting you enough so that your chest was pressed against his.

you pulled one of your legs from his lap to get more comfortable and blushed against his neck when you realized you were practically straddling him. you placed a delicate kiss behind his ear and ran your fingers through the hair at the back of his head, forcing yourself not to shudder when kaiser’s arms found sanctuary around your waist. he held you so close, so tight, that his fingers dug into your ribs.

keeping your hands on him, you sat back until you were cupping his cheeks. his lips pursed slightly between your grip, and you didn’t hesitate to place peck after peck against his pout. kaiser let you get to four before leaning up to catch your mouth, deepening the kiss, and letting his hands roam along your spine. you shuddered, sinking into the kisses he gave you.

maybe the first peck had been a distraction. the second and third, too. but kaiser now kissed you like he needed you. like you were oxygen and he was drowning, desperate for air.

your fingertips curled around the faded blue ends of his choppy hair, helping to keep you grounded. you’d never kissed—been kissed—with this much want before. it made your legs weak and your head spin.

you could have kissed him forever, but you forced yourself back to breathe. kaiser was looking at you, blue irises flicking across your face, taking a mental picture. you blushed.

“um,” kaiser began, his throat bobbing slightly as he contemplated how he wanted to continue. “should we talk about the rumors online?”

“it should be easy to prove that i’m not dead and bachira is not pregnant,” you joked, beaming when kaiser smiled.

his smile dipped slightly when he turned up to face you properly, and your stomach somersaulted when he gently tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, fingertip barely grazing your flesh. “i mean… what do you want to call this?”

ah.

you didn’t realize you were sawing your lip between your teeth until kaiser pulled it free with his thumb. the simple, mindless action had the same effect as if you were suddenly thrown into a furnace.

you wanted to kiss him whenever he allowed. you wanted to cuddle and hug and hold his hand. you wanted shamelessly to cheer him on and support him without reason. you wanted to call him yours. you wanted to be his. you didn’t want to think about sharing him with anyone else.

“i want…” the words caught in your throat. you couldn’t handle the way kaiser was looking at you so softly, expectantly. you were kissing him before you could stop yourself, pressing yourself as close to him as possible, trying desperately to convey that you wanted him.

kaiser’s arms were back to holding you, and he shoved his face into your shoulder when you finally broke apart. his chest heaved with yours, fingertips digging through the fabric of your shirt. “i want this, too,” he admitted, warm lips ghosting your neck. “i want you.”

part of you thought you were going to combust and die if he hadn’t been holding you like you were the only thing keeping him whole, too.

the words left your lips as a mere whisper, but your heart raced as you said them. “you have me.”

masterlist // previous (ch 36) // next (ch 38)

notes -> three chapters left :')

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36 | interrogation

ft. fem!reader & bachira, sae, rin, shidou, isagi, nagi, kaiser

cw. cussing, one kms joke, one mpreg joke

masterlist // previous (ch 35) // next (ch 37)

notes -> and then they kiss x∞

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35 | i want to be loved

ft. fem!reader x kaiser (nagi, shidou, bachira mentioned)

cw. cussing, moreeee hurt-comfort, brief mention of self-harm, mention of past abuse, suggestive after the 🎸

the door was propped open before you could even think about knocking.

"kaiser?" you practically whispered as you poked your head into his apartment. his back was to you, a simple white t-shirt stretched over his muscles as he fiddled with something on the counter. he whipped around when he heard your voice, as if he hadn't expected you so soon despite liking your "i'm omw" message.

immediately, kaiser was on his feet. his eyes flitted haphazardly over your face, honing in on the bruises along your nose. you watched his hands form fists so tight you worried he'd break skin.

"i'm okay," you rushed when one of his hands went up to his hair.

kaiser let out a harsh breath that sounded more strangled than anything else. he trembled. "he put his hands on you." you followed the harsh line of his throat as he swallowed down his rage. "i... i let him."

"i chose to put myself in that situation," you explained lightly. "there wasn't anything you could have done."

kaiser shook his head and wobbled slightly on his feet. his hand slid down to the collar of his shirt, which he tugged anxiously as he tried to look anywhere but your bruised face. "don't lie to make me feel better. this is my fault, and we both know it. i'm a piece of shit, just like him."

only when your cheek began to sting did you realize you were biting it. "you're not like him." your words didn't come out soft like you'd planned. they were rough and raw, near-pleading as you tried to get him to understand.

kaiser's eyes shook when they met yours. "how would you know? you don't know me..." and before you could stop yourself, you were caught in a rant.

"i do know you. i know you like pretzels, but prefer bread crust husks. i know your eyes light up when you’re on stage. i know you don't like to call the people you sleep with by name, because that makes it too personal for you. i know your past is shitty, i know you're a bit of a mess, but despite all that, i know that i want to know you. i want the chance to really, truly know and understand you, michael kaiser."

kaiser was flustered, you knew by the slackness of his jaw and the flush in his cheeks. you could tell that it was too much for him by the steady quickening of his breath, and you would have left him to calm without the pressure of your presence if you hadn’t noticed his fingers inching toward the fingerprints bruised into his throat.

mindlessly, instinctively, you stepped forward and snatched his hand in yours, holding it tight to your chest as you let your wild eyes scan his features. "don't. don't do that to yourself, ever." you'd done such a good job of respecting his boundaries, of giving him space, but you wouldn't watch him harm himself. you couldn't.

kaiser's eyes lingered on the dark spots beneath your eyes as he calmly said, "i deserve it."

you shook your head before he was finished speaking. "shut up. you're hurt. you deserve to heal. i'm here, kaiser."

he tried to pull his hand from between yours, but you tightened your grip, placing his closed fist over your heart. kaiser tried once more before giving up, his brows knitting with unshed emotion. "i tried to cut him out of my life. i told him to fuck off and leave me alone, that i wasn't giving him any more money..." he paused, blond hair falling over his eyes as his chin tipped toward you eversoslightly. "it is my fault. i was a coward. i knew he would retaliate; he always does."

"he's gone now, though," you explained in the softest voice you could muster. "he's far away from here. he can't hurt you anymore."

the scoff kaiser let out sounded like it physically pained him. "it always hurts. the only time it doesn't is when... is when i'm with you." kaiser finally managed to pull himself from you and step away, letting his head fall against the wall with a soft thud. "but when i'm around, you get hurt."

you fought the urge to sigh as you took a slow step forward, as if approaching a wounded animal. "that wasn't you. it was him. and he isn't around anymore." you stopped moving when kaiser looked at you. "when you're around, i feel like i'm on the verge of cardiac arrest with how fast my heart races. i didn't even know butterflies were real until meeting you, so don't you dare minimize yourself to this one accident. it happened, it's over, and i don't want it to hang over your head for the rest of your life."

the fact that he was comfortable enough to tell you about his father, even after everything that happened, felt like a win. you didn't want to push him any further than you already had and rocked back on your heels. "i'll be down the hall if you need anything."

☆ 🎸

you couldn't even think about falling asleep after whatever transpired in kaiser's apartment, but it wouldn't have mattered, because nagi took up your entire bed in your absence, anyway. you sat at the desk in your room, a cup of tea in your hands as you mindlessly flicked through your twitter, which was full of fans freaking out over the bastardz.

debating knocking on bachira and shidou's door, since they were often up late and always willing to hang out, you jolted when something banged against your bedroom wall. thankfully, nagi was a deep sleeper and didn't even flinch as the banging continued. it was heavy and steady, not like something being thrown, but like a fist or a head. like someone was knocking, trying to get your attention.

your socks slipped across the hard floors as you slid from your living room into the hallway, where you found kaiser's door unlocked. he was waiting for you.

you froze in the doorway when you spotted a chair flipped over, something you should have heard when it happened. your breath caught when a head of wild blond hair caught your eye. "kai—"

his hands reached for you, one finding your waist while the other slipped into your hair, and kaiser pulled you into his chest. the hand on the back of your head pushed your face into his collar, but you didn't think as you wrapped yourself around him, clinging desperately to him through his shirt, which was slightly damp with sweat. you could feel his heart hammering against your body.

"i want to be loved," he blurted out desperately, so suddenly it made you feel weak. he was shaking so hard, you didn't know how he was standing upright, even with your support. "i want to be loved. i want to be admired. it's why i chose this path for myself, y/n." your name caught on his tongue, but it hardly did anything to slow him down as he pulled you impossibly closer to him. "i thought the fans, the fame, the lovers, would satisfy me. be enough to fill whatever black hole sits in my chest. but it didn't. it doesn't."

kaiser released his grip on your hair to pull you away and slide his hands over your face, cupping your cheeks and jaw, forcing you to meet his glittering blue eyes. "the only thing that makes me feel human is you."

you barely had time to process what he'd said before his mouth was on yours, a searing heat that spread through you like wildfire. you clutched at his shirt, grip tight and trembling as you melted into him, desperate to get him even closer. you pressed your body against his, shivering despite the heat that bled through your clothes.

every press of his lips against yours, every nip of his teeth, conveyed how much kaiser wanted, needed, craved you.

your fingers found his hair and tangled themselves at the roots, tugging enough to release a throaty groan from the man. you kissed him harder, taking advantage of the moment to sink your teeth into his lip. all thoughts of your prior conversation fled from your mind, and you decided it'd be something to focus on later.

kaiser's grip on your hips was bruising, but you didn't mind it until his fingers began toying with the helm of your shirt. the tips just barely grazed the hot flesh of your naked ribs when you grabbed his wrist.

kaiser pulled away, his eyes hooded but confused and a little sad that you stopped him. when you saw that, you slipped your grip from his wrist to his hand and interlocked your fingers together.

"not yet," you explained gently, voice hoarse from the noises his kisses drew from you. "not after... not tonight." everything was still new, and you didn't want him to group you in with a way of ignoring his struggles.

kaiser still had you caged between his body and the wall, but he didn't make another move upon hearing your rejection. "i want to make you feel good, too."

you blushed so hard, and the butterflies in your stomach were so violent, you thought you might throw up. you brought your intertwined hands to your lips and placed a kiss against his knuckles. "stay with me, then. let me hold you instead."

after a tense moment of hesitation, kaiser slowly nodded his head and let you lead him into his bedroom, where the sheets were a mess. you didn't care as you crawled in, scooting over to make room for him. kaiser anxiously followed, as if he hadn't had dozens of people over before you. this was different. you were different. the thought of messing this up made him—

kaiser sank against the mattress and leaned his head against your stomach. your fingers immediately carded through his hair as he looped his arms around your waist like you were a pillow.

"this is strange," kaiser admitted in a gravelly voice, and though he didn't say more, you felt a tiny drop of water seep through your shirt where his face pressed into you. you wished earnestly you could take all of his pain away, but this was enough for now.

you fought back tears of your own when kaiser asked in a quiet, sleepy voice, "don't leave before i wake up..?"

you nodded, then, when you realized he couldn't see you, said, "i'll stay. i promsie."

masterlist // previous (ch 34) // next (ch 36)

notes -> KAISYN KISS KAISYN KISS. idk why they bring such angst out of me

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34 | unread text messages

ft. fem!reader & shidou, isagi, chigiri, nagi, kunigami, reo, bachira, sae, rin, kurona, kaiser

cw. cussing, depictions of injury, angst (IM SORRY), lots of comfort i promise, boobs mentioned (once)

“the internet thinks you’re dead. or pregnant. maybe both?” bachira said with a shrug before tossing his phone onto your couch.

you sighed through your mouth, wincing slightly when you tapped on the bandages around your face and nose. the bruising along your under eyes had subsided, but was still noticeable.

bachira gave your shoulder a squeeze and handed you a water bottle with a straw in it, smiling when you thanked him. “does it still hurt?” he asked.

“a little. it’s more sore than painful, though. did the guys say when they’re coming over?”

“are you ignoring the fact that the internet thinks you’re dead or pregnant?”

“yes,” you stated, grinning a little when you caught his eye. “the guys?” as if on cue, your front door was kicked in (it was already open), and shidou appeared with a very tired-looking itoshi duo behind him. when he saw the bandages and bruising around your eyes, his smile faltered. shidou did his best to put it back a second later and crashed onto the couch beside you.

“y/n, looking as gorgeous as ever!” he kissed the back of your hand, eyes softening when you laughed.

“whatever. are we having movie night or what? where are the others?”

sae placed two pizzas on your counter and searched around for the paper plates. “isagi and kurona went to get drinks. i reminded them no cans, you baby.” he said it like an insult, but the smile he sent over his shoulder told you otherwise.

“and kaiser?” the question slipped out before you could stop yourself, and it got quiet. frustration hit you hard enough to re-break your nose, and you sank deeper into the cushions.

shidou gave your thigh a squeeze and leaned forward so only you (and bachira, who was hovering on your left) could hear. “honey… i think you should leave it.”

your eyes burned. you hadn’t heard from kaiser since the incident. not a peep. all you knew was that he was back from the hospital and locked up in his room. he must have been sleeping in his living room, because your bedroom wall was silent.

bachira nuzzled his nose against your bare shoulder. “we don’t want you to get hurt again because of him.” you wanted to argue that it wasn’t because of him, but shidou beat you to it.

“you know it’s not his fault. it’s that crummy dad of his.”

“who he keeps in his life by sending him checks every month. of course, the dude’s gonna reach out when his source of income suddenly ghosts him.”

“what should he have done instead?”

“not get involved with our friend when he knew his dad was going to retaliate? warn her? go to the police like we’ve been saying he should do for years?”

you stood up and moved to a barstool in the kitchen, where the brothers were silently picking at their food. they stared at you for so long you felt a third eye growing. “what?” you snapped. at least, you wanted to sound snappy. instead, your voice came out stuffy and sad.

sae took the open stool next to you and gently nudged your hand with his. “it’s best if you forget about him for now.”

that’s it. pushing yourself away from the counter, you walked into your bedroom and locked the door behind you. your eyes ached as you cried, tears dampening the bandages and leaving hot trails in their wake. all you wanted to know was if he was okay. the not knowing, paired with the constant advice to leave him be, made your chest hurt and your head spin. you wanted to see him, even if it meant having him see you bruised, just as you were.

a quiet double-knock on your door made you wipe delicately at your face, and when you cracked the door open, kurona slipped in without inquiry. you opened your mouth to ask if he needed something when kurona suddenly pulled you into his chest for a hug. you stood, shocked, as he awkwardly patted your back.

“he’s okay,” he whispered, and you sucked in a breath so sharp it stung your lungs. “it’s okay to love someone like him.”

the breath left your lips as a choked sob. you threw your arms around kurona, hands gripping his shirt to stabilize yourself.

☆ 🎸

kurona helped you clean yourself up and pretend like nothing happened when you finally calmed down. he had to borrow one of your oversized band tees since his was wet with tears. the guys didn’t speak much the rest of the night, all focused on the film except for isagi, who let you fall asleep on him after noticing the puffiness not caused by your broken nose. the bandmates cleaned up as you napped, and isagi woke you up only after they’d all left.

“they’re kind of split,” isagi commented when he noticed you scrolling through your numerous unread messages to kaiser. you looked up to find him gnawing on his bottom lip. “i don’t know what’s gonna happen, but i know everything will be okay. we were able to send his dad to a holding cell in germany with all of our statements, right? even if kaiser doesn’t press charges, that… thing isn’t here anymore.”

“then why is kaiser still ignoring me?” you asked, breathlessly. “i like him, isagi. i care about him. i want him to be okay, and knowing he’s cut me out hurts.”

isagi stopped chewing his lip to run his tongue over it anxiously. he helped you stand and leaned against your bedroom door as you searched for some pajamas, awaiting his reply. isagi turned around so you could change and rubbed awkwardly at his nape. “i won’t say i know kaiser better than the guys, but i’ve known him longer. i know he uses his sex appeal or whatever as a way to cope with his past and how shitty life can be. i know he stopped when he got to know you, and i know he cut contact with his dad as a way to move past everything.”

you paused your movements to listen.

“i don’t know if kaiser is capable of feeling love for anything, not even himself, but i know he feels something for you. it’s strong enough to make him fight back in his own way.”

you didn’t want to cry anymore, but your voice wobbled dangerously as you asked, “is that why he won’t see me? cause i remind him of… of him?”

isagi spun around on instinct and thanked every higher being that you were completely dressed. “no, what?” he stepped forward and hugged your shoulders. “dude, no. never. i think kaiser is ashamed of how things went down. he may ever think he’s the reason you got hurt.”

“but he’s not—“

“i know that. i don’t think he knows that, no matter how much we tell him otherwise.”

your vision shook as you bumped your head against isagi’s collar. “i hate this.”

“i know. i’m sorry.” he gave you one last squeeze before pulling away. “also… not that it’s any of my business, but you should probably text your friends. i think they’re about ten hours away from calling the police to report you missing.”

☆ 🎸

“y/n!” chigiri screamed into the phone, snatching it out of nagi’s hands before the white-haired guy could even open his mouth. “what the fuck?! why are you ignoring us? why are the bastardz postponing their show?! where have you been?!”

releasing a shaky sigh for only you to hear, you angled the camera toward your face. you watched as chigiri’s face dropped. “y/n…”

the phone was snatched back and froze in nagi’s grip. you watched your best friend work his jaw as he tried to keep himself calm. “who. i’ll kill them.”

“nobody you know, i promise.” you pushed a hand through your hair and glanced at your picture on facetime. you’d taken the bandage off, but the bruising around your nose wasn’t too bad. the top was still a little swollen, and it was your eyes that gave away that something had broken.

reo gently pried the phone from nagi’s now-trembling grip and forced a smile to his face. “nothing a little makeup can’t fix.” he turned away from the camera and flinched when the sound of a door slamming echoed through your phone. you watched him swallow before facing you again, angling the phone so that chigiri appeared with an orange cat.

you gasped. “is that garby? he’s so big!”

the duo successfully managed to distract you with the cat for nearly ten minutes before somebody started abusing your doorbell. you glanced at chigiri and reo, who were giving you tense smiles through the screen.

“he was really worried,” reo said, and you stood up with the phone in your hand.

“i’ll text you guys later, i promise.”

“don’t forget!”

placing your phone down, you opened your door and let out a surprised yelp when nagi fell against you. you bent under his weight but didn’t shove him away as he buried his face in your neck and clung to you like a sloth would a tree. “you can’t do that,” he mumbled, words muffled against your skin.

blinking, you leaned your head against his and ran your fingers through his hair. “i know. i’m sorry.”

only when you hugged him back did you realize he was shaking. “i-i know they’re your friends, too. i know you hang out with them a lot. but you’re my best friend, okay?” pulling his face from your neck, nagi looked down at you with wet eyes that immediately made you cry. “you have to tell me these things, too. if you’re hurt, i wanna know. i can’t raise choki on my own, ‘k?”

he tried for a smile, a weak one, but you jumped up to toss your arms around him and let yourself sob into his hoodie. “i’m sorry—i didn’t want to worry you. i know it sounds stupid now, but it’s true. you’re my best friend, too, sei. i love you.”

nagi ran a hand through your hair and gripped the ends as he said, “love you, too.”

☆ 🎸

nagi fell asleep on you, his head squishing your boobs like old times, but you missed him too much to complain.

laying on your bed, you stared at your chat with kaiser. there were over a dozen messages from you, all marked delivered, all asking if he was okay or willing to talk to you.

your thumbs hovered over the keys, hesitant to type out another message, when suddenly the delivered sign under your most recent message turned to ‘read.’ you watched with wide eyes as finally, finally, three bubbles appeared on his side of the screen.

masterlist // previous (ch 33) // next (ch 35)

notes -> my period must be coming cause why is kurona making me tear up UGHHH I LOVE HIM ❤️‍🩹 a lot going on this chapter, it just kept coming out idk why but hopefully you enjoyed!

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33 | piece of shit

ft. fem!reader & chigiri, kunigami, nagi, reo, kaiser, shidou, sae, bachira, isagi, kurona

cw. dark. a ch summary will be provided in the end notes for those who choose to skip this. cussing, graphic depictions of violence, character injury, panic, shouting/screaming, dissociation, and blood, kaiser’s past

you sat up from the couch with a yawn and cringed when you saw the “are you still there?” message on your tv screen. you couldn’t remember falling asleep, but it looked dark outside your living room window. there was some leftover dinner in the fridge you’d planned on heating up, but you trudged past the kitchen to prep for bed instead. you could ask one of the guys to join you for breakfast in the morning.

climbing into bed after washing off for the night, you flicked your light off when the shouting finally reached your ears. it wasn’t too loud, which confused you, because that meant it wasn’t coming from the other side of your bedroom wall, but from the hallway.

sitting up, you turned the lights back on and stepped out of bed. the closer you got to your door, the louder the shouts became. cracking the front door open, careful not to make a sound, you saw a large man in a stained shirt yelling in a language you didn’t understand. stepping further outside your apartment to investigate, you froze in place when you noticed that the person he was yelling at was kaiser.

you almost turned back and closed the door, remembering how kaiser said there were parts of his life he didn’t want you to know about, but your gut was screaming at you to stay. as you leaned out further to get a better look, your breathing stalled when you caught the expression on his face.

any trace of his usual cocky confidence, faux or not, was wiped. his posture was dejected and heavy with exhaustion, but his eyes looked hollow. like prey with no escape.

you waited when it got quiet, unsure of what to do, but then kaiser said something in a small voice, perhaps replying to a question the man had asked, and the man’s entire demeanor changed. he bolted forward with a frustrated shout, wrapping his meaty hands around kaiser’s throat, and you panicked.

“hey!” you screamed as you ran, barefoot, down the hall. you didn’t know what you were thinking. the guy may have been on the shorter side for a male, but he was still taller than you and double your size. “get off of him!”

you grabbed desperately at the man’s shoulder when you noticed kaiser’s face turning a sickly shade of purple. your voice was littered with panicked cracks as you screamed, “get off!”

the man had him pinned to the wall, and your heart sank when you saw how kaiser's hands hung loosely around the man’s wrists. he wasn’t fighting back. he was used to this, you realized, by the way he’d replied to the man. tears welled in your eyes, and you continued to slap and pull at the man. you weren’t about to let him die, not when you were trying so hard to know him. when you were finally starting to like him.

the sound of someone’s door opening grabbed your attention, and you didn’t see the elbow fly back until it hit you straight in the nose. your vision went black for a moment, the impact sending you tumbling back and onto the floor with a heavy thud. you could taste blood, hot and thick, against your teeth as you tried to suck in air through your mouth. blinking hard to wipe the spots from your vision, you wobbled as you attempted to stand and throw yourself at the man again.

“what the—woah.”

“don’t just stand there, help me!”

lifting your head took some effort, but you saw sae and shidou successfully drag the violent man off of kaiser, who slumped to the floor without the hands holding him up. “fuck,” shidou yelped when the man’s fist caught him in the stomach. sae struggled to hold the man without shidou's help and pulled back to avoid getting grabbed. “bachira, get y/n back to her room!”

you wanted to stay, but the fact that you couldn’t decipher where the voices were coming from wasn’t a good sign. you were easily ushered away by gentle arms around your shoulders and waist to steady you.

“your bleeding,” his voice was foggy in your ringing ears, but a quick glance at the rings on his hand around your waist let you know it was bachira.

you were able to toss one last look back over your shoulder to see shidou, sae, and rin successfully pinning the man as isagi knelt to check on kaiser. kurona was on the phone, stammering due to how fast he was speaking. you assumed, hoped, he was talking to the police.

“but kaiser—“

bachira adjusted his grip when you slid toward the ground. it felt like gravity was trying to pull you down, and the taste of blood in your mouth made you feel nauseous.

you couldn’t remember entering your apartment, but bachira sat you on a stool and observed you with eyes full of concern. “i think you need to go to the hospital.” he poked your nose, apologizing when you winced. “it looks broken.”

he was probably right, based on the throbbing pain in your face, but your judgment was clouded by what you’d just witnessed. “what? i’m not leaving! that guy is still—“

“it doesn’t concern you.”

you gaped at him despite how much your face hurt. it wasn’t like bachira to be so blunt, so serious. “how could you say that?” you managed. “he was going to kill kaiser!”

“y/n,” he said sadly. “kaiser won’t press charges.”

you blinked. won’t press charges? “how do you know?”

bachira ran a frustrated hand through his hair and released a heavy sigh. he stepped back until he was leaning against your kitchen counter. “because he never does.”

you stared at him as you let his words work their way through your foggy brain. thinking back, the man may have looked a little like kaiser, but… “why not?”

you hoped bachira wouldn’t give you the answer you were dreading, but you could have predicted the words as they left bachira’s mouth. he sighed and gently pushed some hair out of your eyes. “because that’s his father.”

masterlist // previous (ch 32) // next (ch 34)

notes -> so basically, after yn and her friends finish playing games together to help distract her from kaiser kicking her out, she hears some yelling/commotion in the hallway. she goes to investigate, finds kaiser getting beaten up by some random old guy, and jumps in to intervene. kaiser has completely dissociated, and yn yells for her neighbors before getting an elbow to the nose after trying to pull the guy off kaiser. the bandmates show up, and bachira takes yn back to her apartment to clean her up while the others pull the guy (who bachira reveals is kaiser’s dad) off kaiser and keep him contained until security and police arrive

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32 | y/n the virus

ft. fem!reader & kaiser, ness (mentioned)

cw. cussing, nudity (partial), angst, heavy angst, kaiser struggling with his feelings

you twiddled your thumbs as you waited anxiously for kaiser to answer his door. you came straight from work, still dressed in your uniform, to talk to him. in the elevator, you read over your messages and cringed at how your tone had come across. it was vague, avoidant, a little nasty, and you hoped it didn’t freak him out too much.

a twinge of relief sparked in your chest when the door opened, revealing kaiser with nothing but a towel around his waist. your eyes bulged, hands immediately flying to your face. your skin felt hot beneath your palms. “what are you doing?!” you screeched.

kaiser’s door opened wider, at least you assumed so based on the creaking sounds. “i was about to dry my hair,” he replied casually, as if his entire chest, still decorated in droplets of water, wasn’t on display.

keeping your eyes covered, you stepped blindly into his apartment and closed the door behind you. “you’re so infuriating!” you scolded, turning your back to him so that you could remove your hands from over your eyes.

kaiser chuckled behind you. “that’s what you walked to talk to me about? i’m infuriating?”

“yes!” closing your eyes, you turned until you guessed you were facing the singer, and propped both hands on your hips. “the way you were looking at me during the show was inappropriate.”

even as you said it, you felt yourself blushing. the sound of bare feet against wooden floors echoed close, and you swore you could feel the heat radiating off of kaiser.

“inappropriate?”

“mhm. yes, and now your fans think we’re married.”

kaiser tsked. “let them think whatever they want. who cares?”

not me, you wanted to say, but that wasn’t the point. resisting the urge to groan, you felt your shoulders sag slightly and peeked at the man. where he grabbed a robe, you weren’t sure, but at least you weren’t distracted by his nakedness any longer.

you tried to keep the awkwardness from your voice as you said, “you confuse me… the last time i was here, i told myself i wouldn’t be back until you made an effort to change. you hurt my feelings. but then you do and say these things that make my insides feel all twisted, and i don’t know what to do.” you took a breath, struggling to meet his eyes. “i just… why did you do that? sing that song? what am i supposed to be to you?”

when you did look up, you weren’t expecting what you saw. a mix of emotions you weren’t used to seeing appeared on kaiser’s face, the most prevalent being exhaustion and distress. like he didn’t know the answer, either, and it was wearing on him just as much, if not more, than it was on you.

after a moment, you feared he wouldn’t have an answer for you and shifted as if about to take a step back. kaiser’s eyes took on a desperate look as he hurried forward, reaching out for you before freezing and immediately snapping his hands back to his sides. he opened his mouth, shut it, and opened it again. you stayed quiet as he collected his thoughts. finally, kaiser’s expression turned pinched, and his hands curled into fists.

“you’re a virus.”

you raised a brow, insulted and about to ask what that was supposed to mean, when kaiser hurried to explain. “you infected me. invaded my thoughts, my dreams, everything. you live in my head. i think about you so much, i feel like i’m going insane.” he paused, sighing. for a moment, you thought you saw him trembling. “when i have a problem, you’re the person i want to seek out for help. when the lyrics i write get approved or i get compliments from the guys, you’re the one i want to tell. and it’s bad, because i don’t know how to handle any of it. you’re like a cough i can’t shake, and at this point, i don’t think i want to.”

patiently, you waited for him to calm down enough to know he was done. being compared to a disease, an infection, a cough, all things associated with the bad, made your eyes sting a little. but he was trying; that much was obvious.

you didn’t know much about kaiser the person… other than that he liked bread crust rusks and preferred to paint his nails blue over black. that you were around him long enough to find his smell familiar. that he had your schedule memorized and tapped on your wall to get your attention. that he was a good listener when he wanted to be. that when he smiled, genuinely smiled, you felt weak to your knees. and finally, that his way of confessing his feelings for you was by getting up on a stage in front of hundreds of people and singing your favorite song.

you didn’t realize you were smiling until kaiser asked, “what’s that look on your face for?”

humming softly, you looked up at him and let your smile grow. “you’re not ready for that, yet.”

kaiser looked confused but didn’t argue. his eye twitched slightly, lip flinching, and ran the tip of his tongue along his inner bottom lip. “i’m sorry i confuse you. there are things about myself i don’t want you to know.”

“that’s fine,” you nodded. despite the short distance between you and the flutter his warmth was sending through you, you didn’t take a step back. “i’ll still be one door over when you do.”

kaiser’s gaze wavered as it slid across your face. blue as bright as a summer sky darted over your features—your eyes, your lips. you felt your breathing still. he was too close. not close enough. you stepped forward, he took one back.

“wait,” kaiser choked, and you disappeared from his space. pressing yourself against the opposing wall, you kept your hands behind your back as you waited. “i…”

he faltered, murmured a curse beneath his breath, and suddenly, his hands were in your hair. kaiser’s thumbs trailed the length of your jaw, angling your face toward his. his brilliant gaze flicked between your irises, holding you captive as you stood in his grasp.

he dipped down, so close you felt his nose graze the flushed skin of your cheek. his fingers idly tapped and dragged along the sides of your throat, applying just enough pressure to keep himself grounded, but not enough to hurt.

“i can’t kiss you,” he rushed, warm breath hitting your ear and forcing a shiver down your spine, but you weren’t sure if he was talking to you or himself. “i can’t. you’re too good.” he paused and pulled away, swallowing so hard the apple in his throat bobbed. “there’s too much… i’m too much.”

kaiser flinched violently when your fingers grazed the skin beneath his eye, but he pulled a hand from your chin to grab your wrist before you could retreat. his eyes were shattered as he looked at you.

“i’m sorry,” you apologized quickly, but kaiser shook his head and slowly brought your hand back to his face.

“no, ‘t’s nice.”

he looked so vulnerable like this, cheek resting gingerly against your fingertips. you wanted to press your palm to his flushed skin, but figured that wasn’t the best idea. all thoughts of your previous interactions, the fighting and calling each other annoying, vanished from your mind.

kaiser’s eyelids fluttered as he sank deeper into your touch. your lips parted, dozens of questions fighting to be the first, but you shut them instead and watched him lie against your hand.

vulnerable had been your first thought, but he looked peaceful. he looked content with just this, with the feel of your hand against his face. something deep in your soul told you he needed it. you didn’t pull away, and you weren’t going to until kaiser moved first.

the ding of a phone forced him to straighten and step out of your grasp. he didn’t say anything to you before reaching for his phone, and your brows creased at the immediate way his back tensed beneath the robe. “is everything o—“

“you should go,” kaiser cut you off curtly, his words clipped with irritation. it was such a change from how he’d just been with you that you weren’t entirely sure how to react.

“kaiser,” you stepped forward, but his head hung low. “go, y/n. please.”

freezing, blinking the moisture from your eyes, you stared at the back of his head a little longer before sulking from the room, silently wondering, guiltily, if this was how ness felt that night, too.

masterlist // previous (ch 31) // next (ch 33)

notes -> next ch is going to be intense. please read the cws beforehand. i will be adding a chapter summary at the end for those who choose to skip over it, and will make another note for those who miss this one :)

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30 | eat that girl for lunch

ft. fem!reader & reo, kunigami, chigiri, nagi, bachira, rin, isagi, kaiser, shidou, sae

cw. cussing, kms + kys jokes, suggestive (looks, lyrics, feelings), mentions of sex (past)

staring down at your homework, posture horrendous, you wondered why it was so quiet next door. not just that night, but ever since the incident with drunk kaiser. you weren’t complaining, but you found it strange that kaiser hadn’t invited anyone over.

focusing back on your schoolwork, you popped in an earbud and hit one of your playlists to numb your brain. you hummed along to lunch by billie eilish as you sorted whether your equations rejected the null hypothesis. truly brain-numbing.

the lyrics came naturally, practiced, as you sang along on cue. you replayed the song three times before eventually letting it move on, surprised when a bastard city song started playing. you smiled as you sang, temporarily forgetting about statistics as you reminisced about the bastardz concerts.

you hoped they’d sign one of the companies begging to manage them so they could grow, but isagi told you they liked being independent. tapping your phone to pick the next song, you spotted a text on your screen that made your blood run cold.

blond next door: i didn’t know you were a billie fan

blinking, cheeks aflame, you flipped your phone over and threw a notebook at the wall behind your bed. there was a chuckle, followed by a tap tap, and you flung yourself against the plush comforter with a sigh.

you: shut up

you smiled at your message, watching the three bubbles appear and vanish a few times before your screen went black. then, kaiser’s contact name and picture-less profile were all you could see. you sat up, bewildered, wondering why on earth he was calling you when, if he raised his voice a little, you could have heard him through the wall.

messing up your hair with the unfortunate number of times you ruffled it, you hit the answer button and pressed the phone to your ear. “what is it?”

kaiser chuckled lowly on the other line, and from how close to the wall you were, you could faintly hear him on the other side. “what about that song do you like?” he asked. you wished you could bury your head in a pile of sand until he forgot who you were.

“um,” you hesitated, thinking of an appropriate answer to give the musician. “i don’t really know… her voice is nice. the beat is cool. i’d love to hear a rock version—i absolutely love rock covers of popular music.” you don’t know why you kept talking, but he didn’t interrupt you. it felt oddly comforting, especially when you were so close to ripping your hair out over your homework a few moments ago.

kaiser listened as you listed off your top songs on repeat, commenting only when you had a song or artist in common. you didn’t realize how late it was getting until your neighbor gently rapped his knuckles just above where your headboard ended. “you should sleep. you have a class in the morning, right?”

again, you were left momentarily speechless. you shook it off with a sarcastic laugh. “stalking my schedule, hm? i knew you were obsessed.”

“yeah, yeah. good night, y/n.”

smiling, you dropped the phone close to your chest and whispered, “good night, kaiser.”

you stood in the unisex club restroom, mirrored gaze flicking between smudging your eyeliner and watching reo fix his hair. nagi said he’d come but texted that he fell asleep and wanted to play video games instead. chigiri and kunigami said they were on their way, though.

finishing your makeup, you fully turned your stance to face reo and flashed a wolfish grin. “good?”

he looked away from his reflection and nodded at your eye makeup in approval. “very. so, what’s the special occasion, anyway?”

you hurriedly glanced back at the mirror. “occasion? it’s been a while since we all hung out, right? that’s good enough for me!”

reo laughed when you jumped at him, throwing an arm around his shoulders and pulling him closer. "it'll be fun! we can all grab dinner after, if you want."

"your treat?" he teased, laughing harder when your face wavered.

"sure," you drawled, excusing yourself politely as you dragged reo through a group entering the restroom. the two of you found an open spot near the middle of the floor, directly in front of the stage, and waited patiently for the remaining two in your group to arrive. you'd just received a text from chigiri that he and kunigami were out front when feedback from a mic momentarily filled the club.

looking up, your face automatically split into a grin when you noticed the six bastardz making their way on stage. bachira spotted you quick and waved frantically, elbowing shidou and pointing in your direction. you jumped as you waved back to match their enthusiasm, giggling like a teenager.

the two had teased that they were planning something special tonight, and though they wouldn't tell you, you had a feeling bachira or shidou would be getting a longer solo.

"hey," kunigami greeted, gently nudging you with his shoulder as chigiri and reo analyzed each other's outfits. you smiled back. "hey. when was the last time you came to one of their shows? not including the ones you had to work."

"it's been a minute," he confessed, rubbing the back of his head. "they were always a little loud for me." you nodded, as it had taken you some time to adjust to their sound, too. "but!" kunigami straightened. "it's excuse to hang out with everyone, so i'll take it."

the sound of someone running their fingers (or one of your picks) across strings radiated throughout the room, rumbling the floors and shaking the ceilings. you hollered before you knew what you were doing, excited to hear whatever they had in store.

"we've got something new for you tonight," isagi shouted into the mic after the band introduced themselves.

after the first beat, your smile faded. by the second, you were pretty sure your heart had stopped.

your eyes didn't have to scan too long before spotting kaiser—his nails painted, hand on the mic, electric eyes locked on yours. you may have died.

"i could eat that girl for lunch."

yes, you were definitely dead, because there was no way on earth kaiser, your evil, diabolical, loud-mouthed neighbor, who kept you up all night with his r-rated activities, was looking at you like that as he sang the song you'd just expressed your love for.

"yeah, she dances on my tongue. tastes like she might be the one."

the fans around you screamed, but you could not pull yourself away from whatever trance kaiser's gaze had on you. he didn't look away, not once, and you hoped the lack of lighting distracted from the burn in your cheeks and the tremble in your knees.

there were too many similarities to be a coincidence. the song, the nails, the smile, the eyes. god, you wanted to melt into his eyes until the vibrant blue consumed you.

you shook your head, forcing yourself out of his spell.

"baby, i think you were made for me."

the air was getting thinner. thicker? you couldn't tell, but you were eternally grateful that kunigami didn't ask anything other than, "you good?" when you suddenly leaned some of your weight against him.

"clothes on the counter for you, try 'em on." you chose the wrong time to look up. kaiser's lips curled back into the most devious of grins, his eyes almost navy. his piercings glinted under the lights. "if i'm allowed, i'll help you take 'em off."

you realized maybe you were the strange one for not immediately falling for his charms after meeting him. if this was how he looked at every girl he seduced, no wonder he didn't run out.

bet he doesn't sing covers of their favorite song, though.

you didn't realize how brightly you were smiling until chigiri nudged you in the ribs with a knowing look in his eye. "isn't this the song you played, like, eight times in the car the other day?"

there was no reason to deny it as you locked eyes with the singer. "yeah." you shook your head and flashed a wink to try and tease him back.

kaiser's eyes glittered, and your heart sped beneath your ribs.

"eat that girl for lunch," he sang, voice taking on a slightly smoother sound. you melted, especially when he changed the final line. "she might be the one."

masterlist // previous (ch 29) // next (ch 31)

notes -> this idea comes from @em0kuto !! 💕 hopefully you enjoyed it 😈

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29 | names in heart tattoos

ft. fem!reader & kaiser, bachira, kurona, shidou, isagi, sae, rin

cw. cussing

your smile was small and genuine when you opened the door to find kaiser on the other side. he looked visibly uncomfortable, shoulders hunched slightly up, and hands shoved aggressively in the pockets of his sweats, but his lips twitched as if trying to smile back. "so. i came."

"you came," you replied, stepping aside for him to enter. the familiar smell of his cologne hit you, and you held back from following him as he awkwardly hovered between the kitchen and the living room. from where he stood, the others (crowded around your television, screaming while playing mario) couldn't see him.

you carefully inched to his side, about to ask how he was doing before biting your tongue. it was your first time successfully inviting all members of bastard city to your apartment, and you didn't want to ruin things by scaring kaiser off. instead, you nudged him with your shoulder and stepped into the living room. "there are drinks in the fridge and snacks on the counter, if you want."

“y/n, your game is broken!” bachira whined as he pointed at the screen in anguish. “he won’t stop getting lightning!”

kurona let out a string of evil chuckles as he shook his controller to jump over the twirling bodies of his neighbors.

“kurona, no fair!” shidou exclaimed the same time isagi hollared, “go, ranze!”

sae and rin sat back, watching the chaos with drinks in their hands. when they turned in your direction and spotted their final band mate hovering in the entryway, they stilled.

you noticed kaiser straighten in your peripheral, as if preparing to defend himself against their questions or accusations, but sae shifted to make room for him on the couch. “what color polish do you want?” he wasn’t asking, and when kaiser didn’t immediately jump over or reply, sae tsked. “electric blue or black?”

☆ 🎸

“you’re such a cheater, isagi!”

“says you! remember the time i died?!”

“almost died. you lived!”

“i’m cutting your performance time.”

“my monster is telling me to go for the jugular!”

you sighed as bachira threw himself at isagi, a subtle ache beginning to grow in your temples. kaiser sat on one side of you, his fingers outstretched as he waited patiently for the polish to dry. shidou was on your other side, curled up and resting his head against your shoulder as he rambled tipsily about his next tattoo design ideas.

“would you date me if i got your name tatted over my heart?”

“i thought you told sae you were getting his name over your heart?” you asked, and shidou sighed heavily.

“he threatened to carve it off if i did. so sexy.”

you smiled. when bachira and isagi almost bumped into a table with a vase of flowers on it, shidou jumped up to separate them. before you could get up to help, kaiser’s quiet question hit your ears. “how long does this usually take?”

your brows drew together as you turned to face him. kaiser wasn’t looking at you, but at his bright blue fingertips. “you haven’t painted your nails before?” you thought one of the members mentioned him getting them done before, but they may have misspoke.

“it’s been a while,” he admitted. “last time, i got them done with some girl i was f—seeing.” you smiled when he corrected himself, and kaiser cleared his throat. “they had a drying machine.”

“well, i’m terribly sorry for making you air dry,” you teased with a smirk, beaming when you caught the upward twitch from kaiser’s mouth. you didn't hate talking to him like this, when he wasn't arguing with you or making suggestive comments. it made your stomach flutter with warmth.

“i would get your name tatted, y/n!” bachira shouted from across the room before shidou picked him up and slammed him on the couch.

you blinked, wondering how they got back on the topic of tattoos. “thanks?”

“i told them about my tattoo idea, and they lost it,” shidou explained solemnly, as if he could read your mind. “i’d still get your name tattooed, too. even if you won’t love me.”

“jar,” sae mumbled as he searched through your streaming services for barbie rapunzel.

shidou’s jaw fell. “that wasn’t even douchey!”

masterlist // previous (ch 28) // next (ch 30)

notes -> updates miiiiight be slowing down as i plan for the upcoming chs. i'm still not 100% sure how i want to do the ending :')

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28 | curiosity killed hello kitty

ft. fem reader & ness, bachira, rin, shidou, isagi, sae, kaiser

cw. cussing, obsessive/stalkerish behavior, mention of a gun (isagi), mention of injury (nothing descriptive), shipping (kinda)

masterlist // previous (ch 27) // next (ch 29)

notes -> bachira subtle throwback to ch 3 😜🙃

tags -> @x3nafix @n0tbelle @nensi @ohagiyoo @tired-child00 @melinana @chaoslibra @kaidostwin @bubybubsters @miss-aesthetic-13 @ihsoti @arwawawa2 @lonigiri @realrintaro @mivqko @sorasushik1 @pookalicious-hq @higuchislut @tofumiarchives @p1z-d0n7jud6em3 @rainychi2 @ch4rstxr @sapph1r3x @sagging-saging @5-laska @tuna-toes @seinuis @sindulgent666 @evilari111 @newinhalerpls @kisses2kanao @sugacor3 @meizumi @90s-belladonna @meowstertruck420 @kyutiipie @ranzess @cookiesandcreammy @nevvynev @stwberri @mikeymyfav @dontmindtheevie @kaikaidenkai @mizukiblogs @ravenbc @yvanllie @cyberasterrr @lily-isalittlegirl @yourlocaleffy @hanamatopoeia

27 | a night in the kaiser life

ft. fem!reader & kaiser, ness, kurona, isagi (mentioned)

cw. first part is kaiser’s pov, implied sexual content, blood and injury (nothing too graphic), dark thoughts and angsty writing, alcohol and heavy intoxication, slight depictions of panic

kaiser stared at the ceiling, unmoving despite the thoughts swirling behind his eyes. he could feel the weight of ness’s limp arm draped over his bare chest like a shackle. guilt wasn’t a familiar emotion for him; it was something he’d had to shove far, far away long ago, but kaiser could feel it trickling back like an incoming cold. everything felt sluggish and wrong, and it all started the day he met you.

kaiser squeezed his eyes shut and sucked in a sharp breath. ness shifted but didn’t wake, so kaiser took the opportunity to slowly sit up and remove the boy’s arm from his body. creeping into the kitchen, kaiser gripped the side of the sink and practically inhaled his glass of water.

it was too much. the band, ness, you, him. why did sae have to bring him up?

kaiser dropped the glass into the sink and watched as a thin line of red appeared in the water. he stared at it, wondering where it came from, when a hand on his bicep made him jump. ness leaned back in time to avoid the abrupt, defensive swing of kaiser's hand and blinked his wide, worried eyes at kaiser. “michael, are you o—you’re bleeding!”

bleeding? with scrunched brows, kaiser sucked in a breath to ask ness what he was talking about when the other grabbed his hand and pulled it to his chest. sure enough, there was a cut on kaiser’s palm. weird. he didn’t even notice. now that he saw it, though, he could feel the sting and winced.

he pulled his hand out of ness’s grip and ran it under the sink, which was full of broken glass from the cup. ness drew his hand back when kaiser flinched again against his touch and stepped away.

“do you need me to leave?” his voice was slow and sad and beginning to tremble, but kaiser couldn’t look at him. he didn’t have the energy to put his smirk on and flirt like it was as easy as breathing. his back was to ness, but he heard the boy slip his shoes on and close the door as he left.

kaiser’s shoulders shook as they sagged, and he turned the sink off with his uninjured hand. it wasn’t too deep, so he slapped a bandage against his palm and pressed it to his chest. his heart was racing beneath his fingertips.

kaiser leaned heavily against the counter and hung his head. why was it all falling apart now? why did he so desperately want you? he wanted you to worry over his cut and kiss his pain away and tell him everything would be fine.

but you weren’t there. you weren’t friends, you weren't anything. so, kaiser settled with the next best thing and popped the cap off a beer.

☆ 🎸

you tapped a nervous beat against your thigh as you stared down at the unread messages on your phone.

you were across the hall to ask isagi if he had any flash cards for exam prep when kaiser’s door opened and closed. ness slipped out, quiet as a mouse, and gripping his jacket to his chest. he looked pale and met your eyes for only a second before rushing to the elevator. even if you wanted to ask if he was okay, the doors closed faster than the words could fill your mouth.

the encounter made you forget about isagi and instead text the asshole next door. except he wasn’t replying.

forcing the humiliation down, you pressed an ear to your shared wall. nothing. maybe he’s asleep? you didn’t like the unease that sat heavy in your stomach.

pulling away from the wall, you tried to turn your attention back to your studying. if he didn’t reply in ten minutes, you’d—

something heavy slammed against your wall. your hand fell slack against your thigh. of course, he’d invited someone else over as soon as ness left. typical...

a soft, pained groan sounded from his room. you were going to scoff him off, but the heavy feeling didn’t subside. when something shattered, you were on your feet and pressing the side of your head against the wall.

cautiously, you tapped a fist against the wall. you held your breath for a reply that didn’t come. your gut twisted, and you chose to trust it as you slowly turned to face the wall. “kaiser?” no reply.

the sound of something heavy hitting the floor had your heart leaping into your throat. without another word, you darted to into the hallway, shoeless, and tried the knob. locked. you banged a fist on the door. “hey, kaiser?” nothing. cursing, you wished you still had the key.

panicked and out of ideas, you scrambled across the hall and knocked against isagi’s door. kurona opened up a few seconds later, his sharp eyes curious. he tilted his head in question, and you rushed out, “do you have a key to kaiser’s place? i think something’s… i have a bad feeling.”

he didn’t ask before giving you the “say no more,” look, and grabbed a key off a hook behind the door. you caught it when kurona tossed it to you. “thanks,” you squeezed his hand and turned back to kaiser’s.

chewing anxiously on your lips, you managed to shove the key into the lock and pushed the door open. “kaiser?” you didn’t breathe as you listened closely for a reply. something gently scraping against the floor caught your ear, and you stepped further into his apartment. when you turned into his open bedroom, you choked on a gasp.

kaiser was sitting propped against his dresser, chin touching his chest, unconscious. he was surrounded by dark glass from a broken beer bottle, the bubbly liquid seeping into the white rug beneath his bed.

i’ll take care of that later, you mentally noted before dropping into a crouch at kaiser’s side, carefully maneuvering around the shards. “kaiser? hey, can you stand?” he groaned in reply, trying and failing to lift his head.

you glanced over your shoulder, hesitant on whether you should run to get a member to help you help him, but you’d left your phone in your apartment and didn’t want to leave kaiser on his own. so, you inhaled deeply and wrapped your arms beneath his shoulders.

“come on, get up,” you encouraged as you struggled to pull him away from the glass. kaiser stumbled in your arms but managed to walk with you into the kitchen, leaning heavily against your side. you dropped him onto the couch and frowned when you caught sight of the poorly wrapped injury on his palm.

when you didn’t see any other obvious injuries, you grabbed the open first aid kit from his counter before making yourself comfortable on the floor in front of him. “let me see,” you sighed as you carefully took kaiser’s hand in yours and unwrapped the bandage.

it was still bleeding, but barely, and didn’t look too deep. you removed a few shiny spots of glass from the cut before slathering on disinfectant and rewrapping it. kaiser sucked in a sharp breath when you tightened the bandage and you looked up to find him giving you a sluggish glare.

the look made you smile. “you look silly like that."

and to your surprise, kaiser actually smiled back at you. you tried not to let your face shift as you drank in the soft curve of his mouth. he looked tired, and as nice as his smile was, you couldn’t help but worry.

“do you wanna talk about it?”

his smile vanished, and his expression became guarded once again. “what’s there to talk about?”

you sighed through your nose. “don’t do that. you don’t have to talk to me if you don’t want to, but don’t pretend this is normal.”

“this is normal,” he argued. “you don’t know anything about me.”

not moving to stand, you pressed a hand to your forehead. “passing out in a pile of broken glass and alcohol isn’t normal, kaiser. you could have gotten much worse than a cut on your hand.”

but you’d lost him. that stupid, sly smirk slithered back into place, as you guessed he’d practiced for most of his life. “you sound worried about me, pretty girl. do you think about me often? about my well-being?” he leaned down and traced a finger along the length of your jaw. “you could stay the night, if you’re that worried. i’ll make it worth your while.”

you slapped his hand away and jolted to your feet. kaiser fell back against the couch, and you saw the crack spreading across his mask of lust. “you need help. i’ll be happy for you when you finally realize that, but i’m not going to stand here and try to fix you.”

kaiser wiggled the fingers on his bandaged hand. “you already did that, hübsches.”

you walked away before he could see the tears of frustration forming in your eyes.

masterlist // previous (ch 26) // next (ch 28)

notes -> OKAY IT MAY NOT SEEM LIKE IT BUT WE’RE GETTING SOMEWHERE TRUSTTTT

tags -> @x3nafix @n0tbelle @nensi @ohagiyoo @tired-child00 @melinana @chaoslibra @kaidostwin @bubybubsters @miss-aesthetic-13 @ihsoti @arwawawa2 @lonigiri @realrintaro @mivqko @sorasushik1 @pookalicious-hq @higuchislut @tofumiarchives @p1z-d0n7jud6em3 @rainychi2 @ch4rstxr @sapph1r3x @sagging-saging @5-laska @tuna-toes @seinuis @sindulgent666 @evilari111 @newinhalerpls @kisses2kanao @sugacor3 @meizumi @90s-belladonna @meowstertruck420 @kyutiipie @ranzess @cookiesandcreammy @nevvynev @stwberri @mikeymyfav @dontmindtheevie @kaikaidenkai @mizukiblogs @ravenbc @yvanllie @cyberasterrr @lily-isalittlegirl @yourlocaleffy @hanamatopoeia

26 | jealousy

ft. fem!reader & kaiser, ness, bachira, isagi, rin, shidou, sae, kurona

cw. cussing, implied sexual content, kms/d*e joke

masterlist // previous (ch 25) // next (ch 27)

notes -> might have another kaiser pov to clear any confusion (but he is also confused so…..)

tags -> @x3nafix @n0tbelle @nensi @ohagiyoo @tired-child00 @melinana @chaoslibra @kaidostwin @bubybubsters @miss-aesthetic-13 @ihsoti @arwawawa2 @lonigiri @realrintaro @mivqko @sorasushik1 @pookalicious-hq @higuchislut @tofumiarchives @p1z-d0n7jud6em3 @rainychi2 @ch4rstxr @sapph1r3x @sagging-saging @5-laska @tuna-toes @seinuis @sindulgent666 @evilari111 @newinhalerpls @kisses2kanao @sugacor3 @meizumi @90s-belladonna @meowstertruck420 @kyutiipie @ranzess @cookiesandcreammy @nevvynev @stwberri @mikeymyfav @dontmindtheevie @kaikaidenkai @mizukiblogs @ravenbc @yvanllie @cyberasterrr @lily-isalittlegirl @yourlocaleffy @hanamatopoeia

25 | y/n protection squad

ft. fem!reader & shidou, bachira, sae, rin, isagi, nagi, chigiri, kunigami, reo, kaiser and ness (mentioned)

cw. cussing, subtly implied suggestive content

“hey, y/n?” bachira asked from his comfortable spot between your legs. you hummed in reply, twisting his growing two-toned hair as you pulled the hair tie from between your teeth. you were having a sleepover since he was on "y/n watch," which was an excuse to sleep in your room and eat your food. “do you like kaiser?”

you choked. “like kaiser? what’s there to like?”

bachira’s back shifted as he shrugged. he was wearing an oversized metal tee that you were 90% sure he stole from shidou. “he’s not bad looking. plus, he’s pretty talented. has a nice voice and can play guitar. i don’t know, he just has a way with women.”

"well, that's..." you didn't mean to trail off, thinking about kaiser's pretty eyes and his smooth singing voice. when you blinked back, bachira was smirking up at you. "shut up," you said as you smacked his shoulder. "now, let me do your nails. you need to stop peeling the polish off!"

"i can't help it! it's fun."

the two of you decided to play some games after his nails dried, which turned into a full-on wrestling match when bachira stole your gaming console. you chased him around your room, jumping from your floor to the bed, breathing heavily with exhaustion. "slow down, damn!"

"you need the exercise!" he shot back before sticking his tongue out to tease you.

falling dramatically against the wall, you sighed and grabbed a white blanket to wave above your head. "i'm gonna make you cry next time," you promised.

bachira hauled you to your feet and handed the controller back. "so competitive! don't let shidou or isagi hear, they won't be as nice as i am."

with one last playful shove, you followed bachira back to the living room to finish your race and call it a night.

masterlist // previous (ch 24) // next (ch 26)

notes -> :)

tags -> @x3nafix @n0tbelle @nensi @ohagiyoo @tired-child00 @melinana @chaoslibra @kaidostwin @bubybubsters @miss-aesthetic-13 @ihsoti @arwawawa2 @lonigiri @realrintaro @mivqko @sorasushik1 @pookalicious-hq @higuchislut @tofumiarchives @p1z-d0n7jud6em3 @rainychi2 @ch4rstxr @sapph1r3x @sagging-saging @5-laska @tuna-toes @seinuis @sindulgent666 @evilari111 @newinhalerpls @kisses2kanao @sugacor3 @meizumi @90s-belladonna @meowstertruck420 @kyutiipie @ranzess @cookiesandcreammy @nevvynev @stwberri @mikeymyfav @dontmindtheevie @kaikaidenkai @mizukiblogs @ravenbc @yvanllie @cyberasterrr @lily-isalittlegirl @yourlocaleffy @hanamatopoeia

24 | pretty girl pt. 2

ft. fem!reader & kaiser, ness, shidou, sae, bachira

cw. cussing, mentions of alcohol/being drunk, fighting (nothing physical except someone getting shoved against a wall), kaiser being a jerk pt 3? 4? character shipping/est relationships

"hey, pretty girl."

your immediate instinct was to shove him away and yell at him for getting drunk and hitting on you right after a show, but when you met his eyes, you faltered. despite his easy grin, he looked uncomfortable.

kaiser leaned forward like he was going to kiss you, fingers gently pushing your head away from whoever was in front of you, and pressed his lips to the shell of your ear. "play along." he straightened and you smiled, pretending just as you had when you broke into his apartment weeks ago.

"great show, handsome," you faked a lovesick voice and internally chanted, why am i doing this i hate him i hate him, before smacking his ass and leaning against him with a pout. "i definitely drank way too much, though. can you take me home?"

“kaiser—“ a soft voice nearly begged, and you finally noticed the boy standing in front of you. he was shorter than kaiser, with chocolate brown hair streaked through with magenta. his eyes were large and sad, and you almost apologized for pretending to be someone you weren't.

as if he could sense your hesitation, kaiser tightened his grasp around your waist and tugged you closer so that you could feel the hard planes of muscle beneath his tee.

"of course," he smiled down at you in a way that made you hate him. he looked at you like he wanted you. like no one else in the room existed but you and him. you thanked the low lighting for hiding your blush. kaiser looked away from you. "bye, ness."

the boy, ness, took a step forward. "kaiser!"

kaiser pulled you impossibly closer, your skin burning at the contact, and walked you backstage to where the other members were waiting. the second the two of you were out of sight, you shoved out of kaiser's grip and took a step back. "the hell was that?"

his grip had already loosened, so it wasn't hard for you to break away. he wouldn't meet your eyes. "my ex."

a fist suddenly wrapped tight around kaiser's collar, and you watched as shidou shoved kaiser against the wall. sae was there in a flash, pulling shidou away while keeping a hand pressed to kaiser's shoulder, holding him in place. bachira dragged you away, and you shivered at how tense it was.

sae was the first to speak. "you used her as a ness shield? you fucking idiot."

"i ended it," kaiser said back, but his usual bite wasn't there. "for real this time."

you turned your face to where only bachira could hear while keeping your eyes glued on the scene in front of you. "ness? kaiser's ex?"

"kaiser's crazy ex."

"who has a tendency to stalk our singer's one-night stands," shidou piped up, obviously hearing what you and bachira were discussing.

kaiser shoved sae's hand away from his shoulder and pushed off the wall. "he doesn't do that anymore."

"that's not true and you know it," sae grumbled, moving out of kaiser's way as the blond moved toward the exit. "don't use her or anyone else like that again. do you understand?" sae's voice was always bored, but something in his stance made you shift closer to bachira.

kaiser glanced over his shoulder and opened his mouth like he wanted to rebuke, but snapped it shut instead. "fine."

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notes -> THE KAINESS LEAKS BRUHHH

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23 | pretty girl pt. 1

ft. fem!reader & rin, kaiser, sae, bachira, isagi, shidou

cw. alcohol (legal)

you passed the snacks around, grabbing enough of what everyone wanted. you asked the chat beforehand, ignoring rin’s request for french fries. the only person you didn’t have anything for was kaiser. you felt a little bad now about not getting him anything, despite how proud you’d been in the store. kaiser didn’t feel fazed as your snack bag was passed around the car, returning to you with only your pretzels left.

“everyone buckled?” sae asked from the driver’s seat. everyone said yes, but he locked eyes with bachira through the rear-view mirror until the younger grumbled, “it’s fun when you hit the bumps,” before securing himself properly.

you were off after that, quietly listening to rin and isagi argue around bachira until bachira thumped them both in the head. shidou was flirting shamelessly with sae, complimenting his driving skills, as sae ignored him as if he weren’t even there.

you smiled at them from your spot in the back before popping your pretzel bag open and glancing up when you noticed kaiser looking at you. “what?” you spat as you shoved a pretzel stick into your mouth.

he smirked. you hated his stupid smirk and how it made your insides twist. “nothing. i just didn’t see you as a pretzel fan.”

“what’s wrong with pretzels?”

kaiser ran a hand through his blond hair. “they’re boring.”

“and i’m not?” you cocked a brow in his direction. “aw, are you trying to compliment me?” the scowl he shot you made you snicker.

he turned his head away, but after a few minutes, you awkwardly held the bag closer to him while looking out the window. it shuffled, suggesting he took a pretzel, and you pulled the bag back to your side of the car.

"bread crust rusks are better," he grumbled under his breath.

you rolled your eyes and let your attention float back over to kaiser. "fine. more pretzels for me."

he locked his blue eyes on you, and you noticed a faint pink dust across his upper cheekbones before he reached over and grabbed another pretzel from the bag, huffing. a victorious smirk crossed your mouth at his indignation.

☆ 🎸

there were about forty-five minutes left in the drive when complete silence fell inside the car. from the quick scan you did, everyone was either playing on their phones, listening to music, or sleeping.

a yawn sounded to your right, forcing you to glance over. kaiser's head was jerking slightly as if he refused to let himself relax, despite his body's protests. when your cheeks began to ache, you realized, in disgust, that you'd been smiling.

you must have made a noise, because kaiser suddenly flicked his bright blue eyes at you and frowned when you asked, "up late last night?"

"shut up."

you grinned. "that's my line."

he flashed a tight smile, as if he was trying to mimic the ":)" emoticon. "too bad."

frustrated, you returned to your window and continued watching the scenery fly by. you don't know how long you stared, but a sudden thump against your shoulder made you flinch. you looked over and swallowed your gasp.

kaiser's blond head was on your shoulder. and he was asleep.

ew, boy cooties! you almost tapped isagi to ask him to help shove kaiser off, but he wasn't moving much and looked almost... peaceful. like he needed this. you suddenly felt guilty for wanting to push him away and tried to sit as still as possible, absorbing the bumps to keep his head steady.

"jerk," you whispered at his sleeping form. "your activities keep me up, too, you know."

kaiser mumbled something incoherent in reply, and you sighed quietly before turning back out the window for the remainder of the trip and ignoring the way your pulse hammered in your veins.

☆ 🎸

you must have dozed off between kaiser and arriving at the destination, because when you woke up, he was no longer on your right.

"morning, sleeping beauty!" bachira greeted from the open trunk, and you scoffed playfully at him before climbing out. shidou offered you a hand so you wouldn't have to jump from the trunk, not that you minded, but you thanked him for the gesture. you didn't ask where your seatmate had run off to, and they didn't volunteer any information.

it was already getting dark, and you muffled a yawn behind your hand as you texted the complainers chat to let them know you arrived in one piece. you were met with a series of "good luck!" and "text us if you need us," and a "don't forget to take pics!" from reo.

you followed the members inside through the back to avoid exciting the fans who arrived early to see them. "is it really okay for me to be back here?" you asked isagi, who was closest as he adjusted the strap on his guitar.

he offered you a warm smile under the dark lighting. "yeah, it's okay. if anyone says anything, send them our way." you nodded and hung out with the bastardz until it was time for them to get serious.

you'd just finished helping shidou with his eyeliner when the music started getting louder. he gripped your wrist before you could leave to get your attention. "there are some sleezy guys at venues like this. don't hesitate to come backstage if anything feels off, 'k?"

taking a second to process, you nodded. "okay. thank you."

you found the crowded bar after that, where the usuals were complaining about bastard city fans. some guy with a speaker announced that they'd be performing in thirty minutes as they waited for the crowd of guests to get checked in.

the lights dimmed not long after that, and you found a social group of fanboys and girls to call your friends for the night, so you weren't cheering alone. the alcohol in your system made it easy to throw your arms around the girls as the lot of you jumped and screamed along to the bastard city songs.

you stayed with them the entire night and even exchanged contact info (they freaked out when they realized you were lovelyyn) before going separate ways after the show ended.

sighing and missing your real friends, you walked to the stage to meet up with the guys when you suddenly felt an arm around your waist. you were tugged against someone's side, but before you could panic, their cologne hit you. strong and a little woody; not at all sweet, but familiar. expensive.

you looked up to find kaiser grinning down at you.

"hey, pretty girl."

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notes -> working on pretty girl pt 2 rn! it might be published tonight if i finish in time <3

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