#pda tw

Traffic. Rindou doesn’t mind the tracking. It’s a normal thing in a big city like Tokyo, but for the love of everything that’s holy… Why does Sanzu has to be sucking your face at every goddamn red light.

Sanzu held the back of your head, lips interlocking once again and Rindou sitting in the back clutching his phone until his knuckles turned white. Of course, Sanzu was doing it on purpose, killing two birds with one stone, annoying the shit out of the youngest Haitani, and kissing you. What else could he ask for?

Rindou could see the pinknette side smile before deepening the kiss even more; your parted lips made room for Sanzu’s tongue, and Rindou had enough. Throwing his phone to the side with an excessive amount of force, the youngest Haitani pushed Sanzu’s face away from yours.

“My turn. Move,” and the next thing left you in a fit of giggles. After shoving Sanzu back to the driver’s seat, Rindou began climbing to the front.

“Rindou, the police!” screamed Sanzu in an attempt to stop his actions and because there was actually a police officer on his way towards the car.

“Since when do you care about the police!?” replied Rindou with already a leg and half of his body over.

“Since now!!” retorted Sanzu to none other than Rindou’s ass looking back at him.

“Where are you gonna sit?” you asked in a panic. The last time you were in a car with them and a police chase, Mikey was displeased. You didn't want to give the small man more stress.

“Here,” and he plopped on your lap. The weight of his body wasn't a joke, but he found a way to fit without crushing you to death. “My turn,” as soon as those words left his lips, Rindou joined your lips to his. Not giving you any time to react, he gripped the back of your neck, tilting your head back to give him more access to your now whimpering mouth.

Sanzu gasped in horror. How did he not think of that first?! But all complaints were left for later because a knock on his window interrupted him. A young officer stood outside.

“Yes?” spoke Sanzu as he rolled down his window, still bitter about the current situation.

“Sir, you have your parking lights on,” said the officer.

“Oh, thanks,” Sanzu turned them off, “is there anything else I can help you with?” the pinknette noticed where the eyes of the man in front of him went.

“Wha- is she-” the officer observed Rindou practically on top of you.

“Yeah, yeah. He’s just kissing my girlfriend,” Sanzu threw a wicked smile. At that moment, the traffic light turned green, and Sanzu sped up, leaving a perplexed police officer behind.

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“Where are they?” asked Mikey, “they should have been here thirty minutes ago.”

“Traffic? It's almost noon,” said Takeomi.

“Let me call Rindou,” suggested Ran, also a little worried since his brother hasn't replied to his text in a while.

The first two calls went straight to voicemail. Ran looked at his phone suspiciously... Should he call Sanzu? No, not yet.

This time only three rings, and Rindou finally picked up. “What?” But that wasn't Rindou on the phone.

“Sanzu, put my brother on the phone,” demanded Ran.

“He’s a little busy at the moment,” and that's when Ran realized the noise in the phone call. It was you. Your moanings, to be precise, “and so am I,” with that, Sanzu ended the call.

“They will be late,” Ran sighed and informed the rest of Bonten.

“Why would-,” Takemi began to ask.

“They’re with Y/N, aren't they?” Interrupted Kakucho.

“Yeah,” confirmed Ran.