#helly coming for the THROAT as she always does and will do

[littleoanh]

Hey Albie! How are you? Hope you’re feeling good and not getting sick :)

I see that your requests are open and wanted to request one for Rindou.

I feel like he is the one who’s not good at expressing his feelings. She had been eyeing this girl who is a part-time waitress in one of their clubs but doesn’t know how to reach out to her. He can like ask advise from Ran and Kaku but lur boy is really a shy guy and one time he approached Y/N in a rude manner he felt about it.

You’re call on how he will make it up to her ♥️

Surprise us like you always do. 🥰

A/N: Helly my sweet Anon ૮꒰⸝⸝>  ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა I’m a bit tired from being overworked but I am not getting sick! I hope you are doing well and not getting sick! And yessss! I was waiting for someone to request Rin again. I love writing Rin just as much as I love writing Ran. I will do my best to surprise you all!

I'm Sprung

Characters: Rindou Haitani x fem!Reader

Warnings: A bit of angst (Rin’s jealousy and minor violence) with fluff ending

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She should be here any minute... Rin mentally prepares himself. Should he look nonchalant, confident or charming? Or would it be too obvious that he is trying too hard? He tries changing his facial expressions and adjusts the way he sits. Ran chuckles at Rin’s fidgeting about his presence. Kakucho also notices but chooses not to question him since he knows why Rin is acting this way. 

It is because of you, the cute, part-time waitress. You started working at one of Bonten’s most popular clubs for almost three months now. The moment Ran noticed Rin’s cute little crush on you, he made sure you are only to serve them when they come to the club. Hoping it would encourage Rin to make his move but sadly it’s been wasted. It’s not that he doesn’t want to try, he’s just too shy.

“Good evening, here are your drinks, gentlemen.” Your sultry voice makes Rin’s body and mind tense up.

This happens to him, every single time. It is as if it’s his instincts to malfunction when you are around. You gracefully set down Bonten’s preferred alcohol drinks, leaning over slightly which Rin happens to catch a glimpse of your cleavage. His cheeks redden, averting his gaze not wanting to be creepy.

“Please enjoy!” Your saccharine voice brings Rin’s downturned eyes back on you, observing your ‘uniform’. You are wearing a low cut top, shorts that barely cover your ass cheeks, and high stilettos that elongate your legs. Although Rin finds you alluring, he hates the uniform. He doesn’t want other clients to see you wearing this. 

“Thanks, doll.” Ran flashes his iconic lazy grin, lighting up his cigarette. He takes a drag and blows the smoke in a different direction. “How are you doing? How’s school?”

“I’m doing well, thank you for asking.” You respond back happily, “School has been-” Rin watches how easy Ran is having a normal conversation with you. How is it that Ran is always so charismatic? This isn’t fair. Rin wants to be the one you feel comfortable to talk to. “-anyways! I’ll be back in a few.” You display your adorable smile before walking down the stairs.

Rin leans his head back to groan in misery. Why is it so hard to converse with you? Ran flickers his lilac eyes at his brother and chuckles again, “Still having trouble talking to women, Rinnie?” Taking another puff of smoke before blowing it out.

“I don’t have trouble talking to women.” Rin shoots Ran an angry glare, obviously if a woman he’s not interested in he knows how to reject them. “I just…” His cheeks are reddened, “I don’t know how to talk to [Y/n]…” mumbling the last bit. Ran’s teasing grin spread on his lips.

“Does Rinnie want to ask his big bro for some advice?” Before Rin can throw his usual verbal insults, Ran shoves Rin’s drink into his hand, “First, drink to help relax your nerves.” Rin grumbles but complies, drinking the smooth whiskey and feeling the small burn in his throat. You know their favorite brand of whiskey by heart, “Second, don’t cross your arms. It makes you standoffish and you look less approachable.” Rin looks down at his arms, unaware he was doing that and undos them. “Third, stop scrunching your eyebrows. You look like you’re pissed off and ready to fight someone. Also, you’re going to get wrinkles if you keep doing that.” Ran throws in his little tease and Rin tries to relax his brows, “Fourth, show off that cute smile of yours.” He pokes Rin’s adorable cheek, making Rin drop his face to a deadpan, “Lastly, say ‘hello’.” 

“That’s it?” Rin scoffs in disbelief, “Just say ‘hello?’” 

“Yes, that’s how people start a conversation, dear brother.” Ran takes a drink of his whiskey. “Show your interest in her. Ask her some questions that will get her to start talking more.” He takes another puff from his cigarette. 

“What questions do you ask when you talk to her?” 

“I’m not interested in your cute little crush enough to know a lot about her. But,” Ran tilts his head, remembering his past conversation with you, “she mentioned something about going to concerts and music festivals.” Rin’s eyes light up. You two have something in common! “She said something about wanting to go to ULTRA Japan.” Rin nods in assurance now that he knows what to talk about with you.

Rin stands up, feeling more relaxed and determined to finally talk to you. Rin walks down the steps exuding more confidence, his lilac eyes zeroing in on you at the bar. Making his way to the bar, feeling the adrenaline and excitement coursing through his veins. As he gets closer, his lips drop to a frown. You are happily chatting with the bartender, the way the bartender is leaning over the counter and the look in his eyes… Rin can tell the bartender is definitely interested in you. His fist clenched in anger, stomping his way towards you in a blinding, jealous rage. 

In your peripherals, you see someone approaching in your direction and you turn your attention away from the bartender. You see an upset Rin coming your way, “Oh hi, Rin.” You never see any of the executives coming down from the VIP section unless they are on the dancefloor. “Did you need another drink-?”

“So, this is what you do at work. Flirt with men who give you the slightest attention?” You stare at him, a bit flustered. Rin doesn’t normally talk to you and this is the first time you two have really spoken. There are times when you think he is going to talk to you, but he ends up turning away from you awkwardly. You mostly talk with Ran or Koko since they are the more talkative executives. Sanzu is pretty loud and obnoxious or high out of his mind. Kakucho, Mochi, and Takeomi are friendly with you too but they usually mind their own business. Mikey is rarely at the club, so you don’t have many interactions with him. “Maybe we should have you work in a different entertainment if you want to freely flirt with other men.” 

Of course you know what kind of workplace he is referring to, feeling insulted that he thinks you flaunt yourself. “I-”

“Sir,” The bartender defends you in a polite tone, “she is very professional at her job.” Rin instantly grabs his collar in one fluid motion, nearly pulling him over the counter, startling everyone nearby.

“Rin, please let go of him!” You are not sure why Rin is taking his anger out on the bartender, you were both just talking about school since he attends the same university as you. The way you plead for the bartender, makes Rin even more enraged. He clenches his collar harder, making the bartender gasp for air. You couldn’t just stand there and watch. The next thing you know, your hand makes contact with Rin’s face, making several people gasp. Rin, in a state of shock that you slapped him, loosens his grip on the bartender. Realizing what you have done, you know you are going to get fired for slapping one of the owners of this club.

“That’s quite a slap you got there, doll.” Looking past Rin’s shoulder, you see Ran approaching the bar. “I better not make you mad.” Throwing in a joke with a charming smile. “Rin, could you let the bartender go so he can fetch me a drink?” Placing his hand on Rin’s shoulder. Rin slowly removes his hand, the bartender hurriedly pour Ran his usual whiskey drink.

“Here, sir.” Handling him a glass, Ran elegantly grabs the drink and takes a good sip.

“Ahhh, that’s good whiskey.” Ran smiles, then glances back at everyone else and they instinctively mind their own business. Not knowing what you should do, you want to at least say something.

“Ran, I-” He raises his hand for you to stop talking.

“Take the rest of the night off. Don’t worry about your compensation, I’ll make sure you will still get paid.” Your eyes widen, surprised by Ran’s generosity. Glancing at Rin, he refuses to look at you. “Don’t worry about him.” Ran assuring you everything is going to be alright. 

Taking one last look at the bartender, who nods to let you know it’s fine. “Alright, I’ll see you next week.” 

“See you.” Ran watches you walk back to the staff’s locker room, his eyes flickering to the bartender, “Keep serving drinks as usual. However,” Ran’s eyes narrow, intimidatingly, “this will be the last time I save your ass. Next time, you may not be so lucky.”

“Yes, sir.” The bartender goes to the other side of the counter to take orders from their customers. Ran looks back at a distraught Rin, feeling devastated how this whole situation transpired. 

“Let’s go back to our seats, hm?” Ran gives Rin’s shoulder a light squeeze but Rin shrugs him off.

“I… I need to go.” Rin storms out of the club, needing to calm himself. Ran lets out a sigh and shakes his head.

“Gotta let him figure this out.”

A week after the incident has passed, you are now back at the club getting drinks ready for the Bonten Executives. Feeling a bit nervous this time, uncertain how your interactions with the executives will go. Making your way up to the VIP section, your heart pounds against your chest from either uneasiness or the booming loud music. At the top of the stairs, your heart aches a little. Rin is sitting alone on the couch, no one else seems to be around. His facial expression is unreadable. The lights may be dimmed but you can feel the intensity in his eyes, staring right at you.

Mustering up your courage, you set the drinks down on the table. “Good evening, here are the drinks. I’ll be back to check on you-”

“Is your hand okay?” Rin interrupts. You pause momentarily, not understanding his question. As though Rin can read your mind, he continues, “From when you slapped me.”

“Oh… OH!” Gasping loudly, why would he ask that when he is the one who got slapped. “Yes… um, my hand is fine. Is your cheek alright?”

“It’s fine.” He responds curtly, making you flinch a little but then you notice his facial expression softens. “I deserved it. I shouldn’t have said those things… I was… having a bad night.” Explaining his actions, you clearly see he is remorseful. 

“Oh, I see… um, are you… feeling better now?” Surprisingly, he gives you a soft smile. You rarely see him smile like this.

“Depends.” 

“On?” Rin takes something out of his pocket, it’s a white envelope and hands it over to you. Hesitantly, you take it from him and look at him unsure at what this is. He waits for you to open it. You lift up the flap and see there are two tickets. Pulling them out, your eyes bulge out. It’s to ULTRA Japan, you have been saving up money to buy the tickets. “OH… MY GOD!” You nearly drop your drink tray, but catch it before it slips from your hand. “You’re… you’re really giving me these tickets?” They are for two front row tickets.

The look on your eyes and the way you react, makes Rin elated. “Yeah.” 

“But, why?” You are squealing in happiness, looking at the tickets again. Maybe it’s better to not ask in case he takes them back…

“To apologize for overreacting last time.” Rin rubbing the back of  his head, sheepishly. You thank him profusely, wondering who you should take. Glancing at Rin, his eyes are still on you.

“Do you like music festivals?” 

Rin quirks one of his eyebrows. “Yeah, I do.” 

Feeling relieved he does, you display your saccharine smile. “Want to come with me?” His eyes widened in surprise, originally he was going to ask you to go with him to ULTRA Japan but he didn’t want to make it seem like he’s forcing you to go. The fact that you asked him, warms his heart. 

“What? Got no friends to go with?” Rin smirks, wanting to joke around with you.

“How rude.” You feign a pout, “Here I thought we were becoming friends. Guess I should ask Ran.” 

“Are you kidding?” Rin’s face deadpans, “He’s the worst person to go to a concert with.” You tilt your head with curiosity. 

“Why is that?”

“He doesn’t like super crowded places, he doesn’t get hyped up at concerts, and this isn’t the type of music he likes.” Rin listed off his reasons, “He doesn’t even get excited when I DJed for him.” Your pupils widen, learning something new about Rin.

“You DJed?” 

“I owned a DJ booth and used to practice when we lived together.”

“That’s so cool!” You are impressed, wanting to know Rin a bit more. “Do you still have it?” Rin flashes his cute smile.

“Want me to give you a private show?” The rest of the evening, you and Rin get closer and get to know each other more. Ran, who has been watching both of your interactions from the side, smiles proudly for his brother who finally overcame his shyness. 

[End]

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