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naoya zenin x male dom reader

-3+1 things, secret relationship, suggestive, uhhh sorry idk anything abt buddhist monks, tw: naoya⚠️, implied that he says some disgusting things abt mai and maki, takes place before canon

Three times Maki notices something off about Naoya + the one time she finds out the reason for them.

…It had all started when a man had showed up at the Zenin residence. Claimed he was a young, traveling monk—and that he had hoped to stay here for exactly one month to give the family his blessings.

“And especially to the next heir of the Zenin clan,” You murmured, gesturing to Naoya as Maki set a tray of tea down on the table.

“You do realize that we have many monks of our own, no?” Naobito clicked his tongue and crossed his arms. “Why should we let you stay?”

“Well, about that…” Your eyes glinted in the light peeking through the windows. The room went silent—as you revealed your cursed energy, she figured. “My cursed technique specializes in this sort of thing.”

And just like that, you were let in, no problem. Maki couldn’t see your cursed energy—but she figured it must have been a hell of a lot of it if the old hag could so easily agree to your proposal.

1 - The first time she’d heard you and Naoya talk alone, she almost grimaced listening to the conversation.

You were praising him and licking his boot more than she’d ever seen anyone do before. It made her sick.

“Your hair is beautiful. When did you dye it?”

Boosting his ego.

“Yes, the technique you inherited! You must have so much talent!”

That was all you were doing. Lifting his already high horse.

“They allowed you to pierce your ears like that? Very stylish, I must say.”

Whoops. Naoya hated that word. Stylish. He says it’s too feminine…or something. That’s the kind of dumbass he is, assigning gender to words. He’s not speaking French, now is he?

Maki listened intently to how Naoya reacted—she hoped he would make a scene and you would give up on this blessing thing already.

She heard Naoya take a small breath and pause. “…I know I’m handsome and all, but you don’t have to praise me so hard.” He sighed, and she could just hear the smirk behind those words.

Huh. Weird. The last time someone had called him stylish, it had ended with a fist to the face.

2 - When her father asked her to deliver some papers to Naoya (not that she really cared about the contents), she didn’t expect that he was once again alone with you.

And she definitely didn’t expect him to be ranting about the clan to you.

“No one in this family can do a single damn thing right, I swear…” On and on, insults rolled off his tongue.

Quite frankly, she was about to just slide the door open and do what she came here to do already. But when your voice cut through his angry words—

“Naoya.”

—his breath hitched. And he went silent.

“Breathe a little slower, won’t you? You’re going to pass out.”

Naoya Zenin barely obeyed anyone, much less an outsider.

And yet, he stopped his rambling.

Maki slid the door open, handed Naoya the papers she was given, and left without a word. Something was off. Maybe the clan was in danger.

Just what was so special about you?

3 - Maki walked down the hall, feeling the sun shine on her side. Naoya was also there, up ahead.

“Hey.” She said, as she stopped in front of him.

His gaze flicked to her like one would look at an insect on the floor. “Hm?”

“Did you get in a fight?”

“Why do you ask?”

“You have a nasty bruise on your neck.” She scoffed, looking at said mark. It was more of a rosy color than the usual purple you would see on them.

He grazed his fingers over it with barely concealed horror, eyes widening. Buttoning his collar up, he mumbled something like “I knew I should’ve never…” and walked away.

“You better keep quiet about this, bitch,” She heard Naoya mutter back from behind her after a moment.

It had something to do with you again, she was sure of it now.

+1 - “Let’s go, we have to take care of the garden today. Quickly!”

“Mai, walk a little slower, will you?”

The two sisters were skipping down the hall—or at least, Mai was. The sky was grey and gloomy just like the past few days had been. Nothing unusual.

Except, of course, the monk who was staying here.

And as the twins ran down the hall, Maki heard some noise come from inside the room to her side.

“What did you just say to me?” Speak of the devil.

And Naoya, the literal devil. “Do you have hearing problems, huh? I said that—“

“I heard what you said. About your 14 year old cousin, no less.”

“Damn, okay, it was a joke,” Naoya lets out a short laugh.

“Maki? Are you coming?” Mai asks, and Maki shushes her as she walks near Maki and the conversation she’s eavesdropping on.

“I’ve learned only two things the entire time that I’ve stayed here. You are disgusting, Naoya Zenin.” You spat out, gritting your teeth.

“And?”

“You must be punished. Repentance is not an option anymore.” Naoya kept his unbothered demeanor intact—and you continued, “You’re awfully calm for how you behaved last time.”

That seemed to hit a nerve, but he still kept an infuriatingly smug tilt to his voice. “Because I can kick your ass anytime I feel like it. Remember your place, you vermin.“

“You should have no problem stopping me from doing this, then…” You leaned in towards him—and that was Maki’s cue to slide the open slit in the door fully closed and usher Mai into the garden.

Naoya’s loud and normally arrogant voice rang even outside the room. “You filthy—mmfgh…”

“What was that all about, Maki?” Mai asked her, as they were on their way to the garden.

“Nothing. Just that… he finally shut up.”