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narumi gen is beyond infuriated that someone's beating his rank on the newly released game.
"that idiot's probably in the bath turning into a prune, i'll give it to her when she's finished," he says.
narumi gen x reader
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+ you quickly glance up from your phone and honestly, you regret it because hasegawa has never looked so stressed before. his bald head looks even . . . more bald like he's lost more hair, and you can only think of one reason.
+ narumi gen. and this time, it might be your fault
+ as of recently, narumi's been really invested in this newly released online game where you're able to design your own character and play as if you're living the life of an officer in the defence force.
+ he, of course, was livid that he couldn't play as himself.
+ notable members of the force like captain ashiro, vice-captain hoshina and the suffocating narumi himself are in the game as characters with dialogue and missions. going about as your avatar, you're able to construct relationships with others and build up your 'kaiju-killing' score. you're also able to join a division based on your final evaluation.
+ oh, did i mention that this is also ranked?
+ "AAAAAGGHHHHHHHHHH!!"
+ you don't flinch as an entertaining series of clashes, screams and a whole bunch of smashing happens in the background.
+ "WHO THE HELL IS 'NARUMIS_EYEBALL' I WILL BREAK YOU!"
+ looking at the man who's meant to be your responsible and professional captain as well as your . . . romantic other─he won't admit that he confessed first─you only see a man-child in a white shirt and grey joggers, thrashing about on the floor with his phone gripped in his hands. on his screen flashes a huge 'GAME OVER' in red and you know that it's a huge hit to that unwavering ego of his.
+ "narumi," hasegawa says monotonously. the veins are about to burst out of his head. poor man, he's gone through so much since narumi was a teen. "get off the floor and clean your room."
+ "i'll get you for sure next time," your captain curses to himself, hasegawa's voice going in one ear and straight out the other. "i will find you and beat you."
+ sighing, you get up from your spot and walk over. with a hand on your hip, you pluck narumi's phone out of his hands and store it in your pocket. "gen, let's clean your room. it's filthy."
+ "OI! GIVE THAT BACK!" he screams, lunging forward like a fish hooked onto a rod, but your instincts win as you deftly jump back onto one of his precious yamazon boxes.
+ he growls─as if a man that gives you cat energy is going to do anything to you─but you ignore him, perching yourself on the edge of the box. his phone vibrates in your pocket and when you take it out, you see that his game's returned to the checkpoint. on the top right corner, you make out that his stats are, indeed, very high and due to that, he's been placed in the first division─he would've had a fit if it was any other.
+ but one other thing that catches your eye is the obvious silver '#2' on the left and if you've known narumi for more than half your life, this is worse than losing a limb in a kaiju battle.
+ you snicker, turning his phone landscape so that it sits nicely in your hands. you start tapping the screen, making his avatar run around in circles and bumping into walls. "who'd have known that the mighty narumi gen is second place in an online kaiju game." you glance over at him. "do you want me to take over the first division?"
+ "shut up," narumi hisses, stalking over to where you're sat. he snatches his phone out of your hands, but before he stomps back, his fingers gently swipe across your cheek. "you don't even play the game."
+ "yeah, you're right. i don't even play the game."
+ oh, he's wrong. you do play the game.
+ and you're the one who holds the champion title.
+ truth be told, you started this game way later than narumi did. you saw it open on his phone and it piqued your interest, and so you thought, why not? it seems to be a harmless game and it's a good thing to do when you have free time.
+ boy, if you knew how addicting this was going to be, you wouldn't have started it, but it was too late now. you soared to the top in no time, your fingers flying across the screen, tapping, swiping and smashing the 'special' button to unleash your moves. you were allocated to the first division and wherever you moved, a golden crown always floated above your head, signalling to other players that you were the current top.
+ and secretly, your in-game relationship with narumi's character was at maximum level, so you're proud to admit that he basically considered you his right-hand. if he ever finds about you playing this game, you're not going to tell him how you waited outside character-narumi's door until he woke up just to say hello.
+ but narumi has no idea. he's so constantly occupied with trying to obliterate 'narumis_eyeball'─it's a pun you made because he uses kaiju no.1─that he fails to realise you're his greatest enemy. you're literally right in front him, peering down at his screen, watching him make futile attempts to blast your character away. much to his avail, your character absolutely incinerates him with your strongest move.
+ you've seen the many faces narumi gen makes throughout the years, yet this is your favourite.
+ you rest your chin on the palm of your hands. "gen, shouldn't you, i don't know, upgrade some of your weapons so you can beat 'narumis_eyeball'?"
+ "i've already upgraded them all to lvl.90!" he spits. "i've gone on more than 200 missions, killed two daikaijus and thirty-seven honjus!" he thrusts his phone in your face and points at his list of accomplishments. "i beat isao-san in this game!"
+ "what about in-person?" you grin.
+ "i'll beat you up."
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+ a few hours later, after bearing narumi's complaints about narumis_eyeball this narumis_eyeball that, you're sat in the training room with your spear hastily tossed to the side. you lean back on your elbows and stare up at the ceiling, your hair strewn across your face with sweat practically pouring down your cheek and neck.
+ a knock echoes on the door and you turn your head.
+ "oh!" you quickly sit up. "kikoru!"
+ kikoru had joined your unit just a week ago and you grew to become friendly with each other. as an officer with significant trust from the majority of the important people in the defence force, you want to help kikoru feel comfortable in the first division.
+ "(name)-san, sorry, i didn't expect you to be here, i'll leave you to it." she bows and makes haste to leave, but you only laugh.
+ "hey, hey, it's ok. i was all finished. you can have the room if you need." you gather your stuff and stand up, making your way over to kikoru. you pat her shoulder. "you've improved a lot, though! it's really good to see!"
+ and for a second, her eyes seem to glimmer. she salutes with a beam on her face. "thank you so much! it means a lot to hear that from you!"
+ and with a wave, you leave for a well-deserved bath. it's like your second-home at this point, especially with the ruthless amount of kaiju-missions you get assigned, which gives you little time for personal care.
+ kikoru enters the training room, but she stops when she notices a phone, your phone on the floor. you must've forgotten it.
+ she picks it up, looks left and right to check if someone's there and turns it on. your wallpaper is a really really bad and blurry picture of narumi taking a nap. you still respect his dignity─no, you don't─so just in case someone finds your phone, you have the morals to make your wallpaper something where narumi's face is, at the very least, covered. his face is mushed into his pillow and his hair is like a bird's nest, poking out here and there, and kikoru can only imagine how difficult it must've been not to laugh while taking this.
+ she finds herself mentally grimacing at how vulnerable the captain she's currently serving looks with this picture, but she shakes her head when she realises that she's casually looking through your phone. she runs out the training room and into the hallway, but you're already long gone.
+ so, she jogs over to your office and knocks on the door, but no one answers. awkwardly, she continues to hover outside, but she's broken out of her trance when a voice she recognises calls out her name from the end of the hallway.
+ "shinomiya. what are you doing?"
+ narumi walks over with his hands in his pockets and kikoru salutes, it's like instinct at this point. "captain. i was just checking to see if (name)-san is in here."
+ "for what?"
+ kikoru shows him your phone. she makes sure its face down so your phone doesn't automatically light up and display the glorious mug of narumi. "i think she left her phone in the training room. i wanted to return it to her."
+ "(name)?" he asks. he extends his hand. "i'll give it to her, you go back."
+ "are you sure, sir? i'm sure if i wait a little longer─"
+ "that idiot's probably in the bath turning into a prune, i'll give it to her when she's finished," he says casually. kikoru blinks but hands over your phone to him all the same.
+ she leaves and narumi makes his way back to his room. he clicks the power button of your phone and instantly, your wallpaper, his face, springs up and the sound he makes─he genuinely squawks because this is the most unflattering revolting picture or angle you could ever take.
+ "(name), you little─" he seethes to himself. he's right next to his room, but he leans against the wall and like lightning, stabs the numbers of your password to unlock your phone. "i'm going to change it to your face, see how you like it."
+ but as he swipes to find settings, he pauses, his finger hovering over your screen. you have an app that he can recognise from anywhere.
+ his brows crinkle and without hesitation, he taps on it and the all too familiar loading screen launches. luckily, he's alone in the hallway since everyone else has something else to attend to. even hasegawa ditched him a few hours ago for a meeting.
+ as the loading circle fades away, he finds himself grinning to himself. he's not totally sure what to expect, but when you come to his room this evening, he's eager to gloat about how your rank is so low and how your character looks like a turnip compared to his. he'll search for your total kaiju kills and mentally laugh because it's so embarrassing. he's so looking forward to how your face will go red when he flaunts his scores. you'll both have to ignore the '#2', but still, if it's higher than yours, it's good enough blackmail material for him.
+ the game finally loads and narumi is almost giddy with the comments he already has planned to shit on you, but he takes the fattest, fattest pause once he sees your character. the character with the crazy sharp spear attached to her back, a huge hood over your head. those knee-high boots, the bracelet, the belt.
+ and that giant-ass crown. the golden one. the champion's one.
+ narumi gapes. he goes silent. it's you.
+ you're the one who's been absolutely beating his ass back to front, head to toe, cheek to cheek.
+ he doesn't know how long he's frozen for, he's so bewildered that he's actually caught off guard when a hand touches his shoulder.
+ "gen? what are you doing outside your room?"
+ narumi spins around and comes to face to face with you. your hair's slightly wet and your face glows from your lovely post-skincare. if it wasn't for how . . . ethereal─in his eyes─you looked, he would've shattered your phone on the spot right there and demanded to know whatever this was on your screen.
+ your eyes flicker down to his hands. his are glued to yours.
+ "oh," is all you can say. you look up at him and throw a small smile. "surprise?"
+ without a second, narumi grabs your hand and roughly pulls you into his room. the door slams without a moment to spare and he pins your phone to your head. his face looms above yours like he's interrogating you. honestly, you get to see this good-looking face this close when others can't. you are not complaining.
+ "you're 'narumis_eyeball'?!" he exclaims. his fingers dig into your screen. you can't see it, but you're sure there's going to be a dent there now. a repair shop might not be enough for this.
+ "what, would you have preferred it if i was 'narumis_ass'? it doesn't sound as cool," you reply, stifling a laugh because narumi looks way too serious right now. his eyes look as though they're about to pop off his face. "what?! i can't appreciate my man?!"
+ "you can appreciate me by stop beating my ass!" he snaps. he rips the phone away from your face and swipes through your character profile. you wish you have a camera because the expression he makes when he sees your stats and kills is so priceless. you could sell these and become a millionaire.
+ "you're kidding," he breathes, finger scrolling like it's on autopilot. you watch his eyes and mouth grow wider by the second. "fifty-three─"
+ "sixty-three honju kills," you add helpfully. you prop yourself up so that your chin is resting on his arm. he doesn't move. "seven daikaiju kills. gen, at this point," you chortle, tapping his cheek to get his attention, "you should give the first division control over to me. hasegawa might actually grow some hair back."
+ narumi makes a noise. "this is misconduct."
+ "hey, you're the one who always goes around screaming 'i don't care about incompetence! show me results!' i'm showing you the results!" you argue, your tone teasing and playful.
+ "results don't mean beating me and you could've chosen any other name," he says.
+ "ok, 'narumis_gf' was taken. what do you want?!"
+ he grunts and sits down with a huff. honestly. "how much yen do you have?"
+ "i'm not buying you any more stuff from yamazon─"
+ "in-game, dumbass!"
+ "oh, more than what i have in real life, i guess."
+ he taps on settings and then the small pencil icon next to your name. you shuffle over so that your chin is now on his shoulder. together, you're hunched over your phone as you watch narumi desperately tap away to change your name.
+ "narumi's . . . " you trail off, but you sneak a closer look, "wife?!"
+ "shut up, that's not the only thing i'm changing."
+ again, he goes into your character customisation and within seconds, your entire gear is swapped to everything that's associated with him. he even buys the 'narumi wig', which was surprisingly cheap much to his chagrin, and weapon. so, in two seconds, your character that you designed to be a beautiful badass is now a clumsy mess of clown-like hair, weird eyes and a weapon too big for your frame.
+ "i look ridiculous," you scoff. maybe the only thing you're satisfied with is the new name . . . but everything apart from that makes you look as pathetic as narumi's #2.
+ "shut up! this is what you deserve! i'm taking back my crown!"
+ "you never had it to begin with. it's always been mine."
+ "hah, what's yours is mine." he boots up the game on his phone and nudges you. he acts all tough, he acts like it's really bothering him, but he doesn't move when you nestle close to him. "i'll show you the real champion, you'll still never be able to beat the real me."
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should i make a pt.2?? get some real action ^_^ let me know
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without violence how do i understand my life as meaningful? as if the only tool i owned for finding truth were a knife. | q. gabrielle bates - judas goat. | naoya matsumoto.
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charles is the most teenager of all the bllk characters like the way some of them act ud think they were in their mid thirties and if they lose a game their wife and kids will all be slaughtered in front of them like chill
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