#kiss by the Baddest Bidders fanfic

[otastoothbrush]

The bidders at my cookie shop

(i work at a cookie shop soooo😋)

Eisuke

he normally wouldn’t stand in line at a little cookie shop in the mall for a sub pare chocolate chip cookie but the cashier caught his eye (mc obv)

he is one of the only customers who doesn’t complain about the high prices bc he big balling

he first just wanted a chocolate chip cookie maybe a coffee too

but mc persuaded him to do the daily deal of buy 6 get one free

(an obv scam but she can bat her eyes at anyone and make them spend every penny there)

and Eisuke wasn’t any different, he actually bought one of everything

which had mc’s mouth on the floor

(she was honestly pissy bc there was a line forming behind him)

he would overly compliment mc which would have her rolling her eyes

she would try to walk to the back when she saw him coming but he would wait for her to come back up for his order to be taken

after times and times of trying to give her his number she finally takes it

eisuke’s fave cookies: koko creme + the chocolate chip

and ofc he loves mc’s coffee, literally creams for it

Baba

he would be a usual there

he also works in the mall

he works in the little magick shop all the way on the other side of the mall

but the walk is worth it to see the cute cookie shop cashier

(and he doesn’t mind walking, he got those long legs for a reason)

he knows mc by name and ALWAYS asks how mc is before ordering his cookies

he is very charming and subtly flirts to make sure she isn’t uncomfortable

he would always get a red velvet and a cheesecake brownie

(mc literally knows his order by heart he gets the same thing every time, bless his soul)

he usually asks when her break is and if she wants to head down to the food court during it

(she always says yes)

he always tries to pay for mc’s food (and he usually does if mc isn’t looking)

if mc is closing he walks the long way out the mall so he can say goodnight to her

Soryu

man isn’t a cookie person but inui dragged him here

he isn’t even a mall person but once again inui heard about the puppies in the mall and had to go, little did they know a quaint little cookie shop was by it

ofc they stopped when inui saw the spiderman cookie, which he had to get

Soryu ended up getting something like a double fudge brownie or a smores bar

he hits it off well with mc surprisingly, since he wasn’t much into small talk she did to mind taking his order

(other than his deathly stare that sorta scared her)

he really enjoyed the brownies and actually came back without inui

which had mc on edge since soryu didn’t have his little puppy dog beside him

he actually came later in the day so mc gave him some free chocolate chip which weirdly had him blushing

he devoured them, when inui tried to touch them he whipped out his gun

every time he goes back there he gets softer and softer for her

and develops an addiction to the double fudge brownies

Ota

he has a little art kiosk in the mall, he usually sells his art and sometimes draws people he see’s

his little kiosk was right by the cookie shop so he would stare all day at the cookie shop worker

he would watch her hair start to get messy and her take a breather after the long line of customers

he would draw her the most, her puppy dog eyes reminded him of his little dog koro

he would go up there everyday grabbing a yellow mellow and a large decorated cookie

he would usually pick the quirkiest one like the pumpkin with sunglasses

(even though its the middle of august)

and then two m&m cookies bc the splash of color reminds him of his water paintings

he would joke around with mc a lot

even across the mall from his kiosk

if mc had a loud customer he would look over at her with a concerned face

(he actually came up and put a guy in his place for yelling at her)

(he’s weirdly intimidating)

he put some drawings up of mc in his shop but she low-key never noticed

until he brought her one of his drawings of her

(she literally gave him like free cookies for a week bc of it)

Mamo

he isn’t a mall man it’s too much of a pain for him

but one day at the office some one brought in cookies and he was hooked ever since

he would go straight to the mall for the cookies every single day after work

he would usually get the monthly cookie, especially in august its his fave

the blueberry crumble✨

other than that he would get the peanut butter swirl or the sprinkles

he would die for the buttercream

he was usually grumpy so mc would draw little doodles on his coffee cup

(when she stopped he actually said something about it)

he would always try to request the ones straight out the oven, which mc caved multiple times and gave him piping hot ones

(which he burned himself on but played it off)

(now mc is super careful while handing him his cookies and even tosses a joke here and there about it)

he actually is the one that tips mc the best, like he always tips her every single time

(he tried to ask if they sold edibles before, mc was thinking about sneaking something special in her new batch)

Hikaru

he knows mc already and goes there everyday to make her life hell

(he obviously wants to eat her out)

he takes forever to order things even though mc always knows what he wants

but he continues to give her a hard time EVERYTIME

his order is always a watermelon cookie pizza and a peanut butter blossom with a dr pepper

but he likes the extra time he takes to talk to mc

he orders cookie cakes often and puts them under dumbass names like “ben dover” or “Anita dic”

mc once persuaded him to get the raspberry cream cookie and he was not in love with it

it was too “tart” for him

(which mc knew but wanted him to waste 5 dollars)

hikaru is one of those customers to bring up the price of the cookies everytime

“why is this shit 2.36 is there dope in it?”

“what dope are you smoking that is 2.36”

“not good shit”

in the end he is low-key obsessed w the cookies and HIGH-KEY obsessed with mc

Shuichi

after the plant shop he would always stop at the cookie place

usually as shu tho never shuichi

when she does see shuichi she thinks its so funny he has the same order as shu since there so different

chocolate chip pecan, a german chocolate brownie and a black coffee

shu always jokes with mc and usually flirts it up with her

(she really enjoys seeing shu he’s actually lowkey her favorite customer)

unlike shuichi which is her least fave, since how brass he is

he never acknowledges her as a person as shuichi but shu greets her very kindly everytime

every visit he takes, shu and shuichi slowly mold together

one day shuichi brings her a little succulent and thats when she puts two and two together

she gets really embarrassed and has a breakdown in the back

(but now she thinks he’s bipolar or has multiple personalities) (which is totally fine on a real note)

Rhion

very sweet boy and very soft spoken

mc can barely hear him over all the mall noise

his face is always red when he orders he can barely look at mc

but when he does look at mc, he stares

he works in the costume shop and sometimes wears masks to scare her if she doesnt see him coming

(she lowkey thinks he’s weird asf but he’s very kind and cute so she’s fine with him)

his order is a carrot cake cookie and a snicker doodle, he always gets stuff for his coworkers too bc he’s a sweetheart

he tries to give mc free costumes, really wanted her to be Alice for his mad hatter for the last three years in a row

she finally said yes

some days when he would come up to her in his mad hatter get up he would have more courage to talk to her

but she made sure he knew that he could talk to her either way and she would enjoy him

Luke

he would get the gluten free sprinkles

since this man on a PILL DIET LIKE BFFR

but eisuke brought him here and made him get a cookie and not only a coffee

so he went for the overly priced gluten free cookies

and stared at mc’s chest the whole time

he says its not creepy and he’s just admiring her bone structure

(which she still finds very creepy)

luke started to come on his own bc his new pill started being the gluten free sprinkle cookies

he would ask mc to be his model to study her bone structure (ngl she had her boss come out and serve him a couple of times bc she was a little uncomfy)

but one day he was actually the exact opposite, almost came in like he was lifeless which freaked her out a bit

(mf was malnourished asf)

mc literally hand fed him the cookies to make sure he ate

(mf was literally just buying cookies to let them stack up at his house)

MC

girl tries her best to love her job

her favorite thing to do is ice the cookies while she hates to restock

she is a closer who workers many hours and usually spends the whole day at the shop

she literally runs the place lets be for real

her favorite would be the underrated koko swirl and oatmeal rasin

she would take long breaks with baba in the food court bc she deserved it after working opening to closing

she lowkey hates when baba pays for her so everytime she goes to the magick shop she tips extra so it feels like she’s paying him back

she always doodles a cat on her cup when she gets a drink, its her little thing so everyone knows the cup is hers

she gets along the best with her coworkers and honestly gets the best tips

she does have like 9 men fiening over her

which i mean she never really minds bc it helps with the tips

ota and rhion always try to give her cookie designs, which she usually listens too bc their gods with their hands

one time she took mamo in the back of her shop and smoked weed with him

she pretends to hate eisuke but she legit thinks he’s the biggest man candy in the world

[jessyurahara]

KBTBB- Public Affection

Ota Kisaki

Ota, wasn’t embarrassed by these things, you were, embracing you when he wants was kind of his thing, a sly mutter and a smirk going along with his movements, normally people would be watching you from the sidelines. 

He loved the way in which you would squirm and react to him, it made him smile even further, if you listened carefully you’d even catch him laughing, it made him feel like a child, playing around with you at all times, smiling along with each movement. Ota is playful, and a jerk, it’s that simple, but also you’re his world and that was also a simple fact. 

He wasn’t not going to touch you at every open opportunity. 

Eisuke Ichinomiya

Eisuke had never been a particularly affectionate person, possessive in a way yes, but affection was a different matter of facts. Even when you started your overly complex relationship, he was always giving you push and pull. 

He knew if you hugged him, or held his hand, or kissed him it meant you were trying to be close to him, you were creating perfect memories with him. Eisuke wasn’t one to deny you of your deepest desires even if it was something as simple as holding his hand, in fact he was the one who was more likely to try and push you further, a kiss here and there, especially in front of the bidders, or when someone would make him feel jealous, despite the fact you knew you would never leave him, sometimes it was like he questioned that fact himself, and in those moments he would become the most possessive and affectionate man alive. 

Eisuke doesn’t share. 

Mitsunari Baba

In a relationship with Mistunari, the only shame towards public affection was felt by you, he was very open about his feelings towards you, no matter who was around, or what circumstances. There was no end to his affection towards you. 

He’s a passionate man, watching you under the moonlight on a roof, brushing your hair away from your face, he was so unapologetically himself. 

Mitsunari would often find himself walking around with you, his hand resting comfortably on the small of your back, sleeping at night he’d find himself tracing patterns on your skin, he saw you as perfect, he adored every hair on your head, every blemish on your body, every part of you was his. 

He wanted nothing more than to keep you, to claim you as his and his alone, and leave his marks all over your skin, whether that’s to be seen publicly or privately. 

Soryu Oh

It wasn’t that Soryu wasn’t affectionate towards you, when you were in private, he was one of the sweetest men you’d ever met. However, being so attentive in private meant in public you often fell to the wayside, after all, he had an image to uphold. He worried about the people around him, whether or not they would view him at the Mob Boss he is if he started being overly affectionate.

If he would succumb to the desire to be affectionate towards you, but in those moments his almost embarrassment and the way in which the bidders would tease would make the both of you uncomfortable. So affection during working hours became a strict but unspoken rule.

Despite all this, there were certain moments in which he would swallow all those feelings and simply enjoy being with you, holding you close. Tightly clinging to you, or an arm wrapped around your hips, just keeping your warmth close to him, he knew when he would have to restrain himself. 

Mamoru Kishi

Mamoru wasn’t an overly affectionate person, maybe it was his job, maybe it was trauma, but either way if you were looking for someone to cling to you at all moments and be hanging on your every movement, it was his duty to be your partner and stand by your side, but he wasn’t going to run around like a child. 

You had ultimately accepted that you needed to expect this treatment from Mamoru, he was never going to be the man who was going to be outwardly affectionate to you 24 hours a day, and if you were going to be honest then tell there were days in which you found yourself feeling a little thrown to the side, and during those moments you would find yourself reaching out a hand towards him, and grabbing onto him instead. 

Mamoru would allow you all the contact you felt you needed, and sometimes that stopped at a simple hand hold, other times you felt the need to grab him and hold him, and he would hold you back, mumbling something about you being a kid, because despite him not needing the physical contact in the same way, he was going to give you what you need. 

Ryunosuke Inui

Ryunosuke, a strange case, the man would run around calling you a Princess, and yet it was like he was embarrassed to kiss you in public. That’s not to say he wouldn’t in fact, despite how exited he could come across, he knew where to draw his professionalism lines, and in front of Soryu despite the comments of Princess he wouldn’t touch you. 

It was more than a little bit cute, the way in which he would turn red when you’d reach up and kiss him. He wishes he was able to be close to you at all times, apparently to protect you from the hordes of men that would surely chase after you if he wasn’t there. It was just an excuse to be able to be as close to you as possible and as affectionate with you as he wanted to be. 

Ryunsoke would never be embarrassed by his love for you though, if anything he enjoyed being able to show off that he was the one who won in the race to your heart. 

Koji Ayase

Koji was somewhat clueless when it comes to matters of the heart, he knows that he adores you, and he knows you adore him too, he doesn’t seem to always know how to properly react to you showing him how much you love him, it’s like he’s a wreck, turning bright red, mumbling quietly, sometimes freezing under your touch. 

It often meant that any public displays of affection needed to be initiated by you. It wasn’t something he didn’t think about, of course he’d think about touching you, kissing you, holding you closer than he ever thought possible, but he was embarrassed by your actions, and the red that was almost a permanent feature across his cheeks reflected that perfectly. 

He didn’t think you would appreciate it if he acted on his thoughts, and the best he would manage was to reach out and grab your hand, shyly holding it in his and refusing to look you in the eye, that same red covering his face. 

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[booklin]

Bidders x Preg! Fem! reader

Fandom: KBTBB

Rating: E-10

Genre: Fluff

Tws: Pregnancy

Notes: If I throw this in as a scene in one of my books and you happen to notice.. NO YOU DIDNT

Baby Files

You and the bidders had been dating for quite a while, things had gone smoothly. Sure, there were ups and downs but that’s with any relationship. All and all, things were calm. Except… they weren’t. Not anymore. Despite how much you shamed yourself, you couldn’t stop eating sweets. You had to have a sweet with every meal. Considering you rarely ate sweets, always self conscious about gaining weight, everyone was taken aback. In fact, their looks were causing so much paranoia you stopped eating anywhere near them. Only eating sweets in your room now, they didn’t fail to notice your other new habits, such as sleeping and becoming stressed over everything. Lately, your work ethic has been terrible, constantly falling asleep. Even your boss couldn’t keep covering for you anymore, alerting Eisuke.

“Okay, I think we can all agree Y/n has been acting strange.” The others nod to Baba’s concern. “She’s been eating sweets everyday. I asked the Chef.” Soryu adds, causing Eisuke to chime in. “And she’s been avoiding us. What could be wrong?” They weren’t sure, and putting their heads together didn’t seem to come closer to finding answers. You were frightened by this new change as well. What could be wrong with you? “Maybe you’re pregnant?” Your friend says after listening thoughtfully to you worries, then laughs. Though, you weren’t laughing. “Pregnant?” You repeat, spacing out at the thought.

Immediately, you rush out of the cafe, leaving your friend behind. What if it’s true? It would explain the cravings. And emotions. And tiredness. And now, a new symptom to add. Throwing up when worried. What a nice cherry on top. Despite not wanting to believe it, you, reluctantly, go to a pharmacy. In disguise, wearing sunglasses, a hoodie, wig, and everything else to keep your identity undetected. Then you grab a test and ask to be rung up in a strained whisper. After discreetly exiting, you shove the box in your pocket before sprinting back to your apartment. You have been spending a lot of time there lately. With what’s been going on, staying away from them, as not to explode or do anything else embarrassing was a must.

Anxiously, you rip the box open then, after drinking plenty of water, go into the bathroom. Shaking the whole time, you nervously wait for the results. Two lines… your heart drops, and so does the pent up emotions inside you. Sobbing your eyes out, you fail to notice the knocking at your door. “Y/n? Are you in there? We want to talk.” Nothing, yet the door was locked. They had a bad feeling, after debating on whether your privacy was more important than safety, Baba agreed to pick the lock. Though, Soryu is impatient, deciding to break the door instead. “Y/n, are you here?” They hear a distressed cry suddenly come to a halt. “I- I’m fine-!” Your voice shakes, barely coherent, it was hard to hide. “Y/n, are you okay?” Ota asks, taking a seat next to where the sobs came from, the bathroom.

“Yes…” Your voice becomes quiet, sniffling any residue onto the tissue. “Can we talk?” Shaking your head, you remember they can’t see you and manage another reply. “I don’t want to.” You hear a small sigh, the voice getting close. “Y/n, we just want to know what’s wrong. We’re all worried about you.” At the moment, you were tied between embarrassment and wanting comfort. Was it worth them seeing you like this? A mess? About to side against it, something in you that yearns for their touch breaks loose. Without giving it a second thought, you open the door before you could change your mind. That sight was shocking to see, on their part. A teary eyed, broken down, head hung, nose running, messy hair partner, appearing miserable as she runs out to hug the first person her hands reach.

Rambling incoherently, you sob some more, this time into Soryu’s button down shirt. “We can’t understand you when you talk like that.” Going on, though everything is heard in more of a whine, he manages to make out a few words, however not enough to piece together what’s wrong. “Why don’t we take some deep breaths?” Baba suggests, his tone gentle and face softened. Facing towards him, you quickly turn away, shaking your head no. “Y/n, come on, I know you can do it. I’ll do it with you.” Without hesitation, he begins taking deep breaths and eventually you repeat after him. Steadying yourself, you’re finally able to say all at once, “You’re going to hate me! I’m going to have to raise our kid alone and I’m not going to have enough money to support us, then we’ll be sleeping in a box on the street, eating out of a trash can, and drinking water from some old guys sweaty socks! Please don’t leave me.”

You become worked up, sobbing once more, while you shake Soryu’s body back and forth, continuing to plead. “Wait, what?” Eisuke says, shocked at both the scenario you’ve come up with and the news. “You’re pregnant?” You stop crying long enough to shake your head yes, then immediately begin again. “Woah woah, it’s okay.” Soryu says, rubbing your back. About to pick you up, Eisuke snatches you away, being the one to pick you up instead. “Baby, it’s fine. We’re not highschool boys, we wouldn’t leave you because you’re pregnant.” Ota nods before saying “And how would you end up homeless?” He laughs lightly, “It just wouldn’t happen.” Finally starting to calm down, you sniffle, rubbing your teary eyes before saying “Because I’ve been doing bad at work, and now you’re going to fire me.” Looking at Eisuke, he shakes his head. “I wouldn’t fire you without reason, and even then I would take care of you. Technically, you don’t need a job. You were the one insistent on keeping yours.”

You give a small smile, thinking about the memories when you first began dating. Suddenly, a hand ruffles your hair, looking at the culprit, Mamoru gives a small smile back before sighing. Then, running a hand through his hair, he shakes his head. “Just relax kid, we’re not goin’ anywhere and you’re not in trouble.” The support was all you needed to calm down, shaking your head to acknowledge you heard Mamoru. “If anything, I’m glad you’re not upset with us.” Baba says, to which you look surprised. “Why would I be upset? If anything I’m ecstatic. We’re having a baby! I hope they look like one of you. They’re sure to be beautiful.” Thinking about it more, finally done crying altogether, you show them the pregnancy test. “We should make the gender a surprise! Do you think they’d like bears? Or are bears too scary? Maybe ducks? Oh, I know! Cats! Wait, what if we make their room ocean themed?”

Going on about the endless possibilities with clothes, room design, and how great parents you would be, Eisuke sets you down. “We have to get parenting books! What type of parents should we be? We could be intense, strict, free-range, french, or-!” You just keep going on, and they intently listen to every word, the smile never leaving their face. After that they had you take time off of work, you finally weren’t as embarrassed to eat sweets around them, they were always kissing, holding, or hugging you, saying how much they loved you. Baba loves rubbing your belly while you sleep, and together they get you anything and everything you could ask for. Eisuke is no longer brutally honest about how he thinks you look. He’ll tell you if something looks better than other outfits, but never critiques such as “it makes you look fat.” Overall, they all turned into soft, loving boyfriends who are always worried about you and the baby.

[eisukevint]

Amygdala

Pairing: mamoru kishi x reader

Genre: angst

Warnings: tw/domestic violence, cursing, sa, abuse

a/n: i tried to keep the actual violence parts to a minimum, it can be really triggering! anyways, it was asked by an anon some time ago im so ashamed of myself for doing it so late so here it is. and as always, @hellocupie my favourite proof reader always helps me pull through my writer’s block.

…

…Nine

You counted mentally as put ointment on your fresh bruises

…Ten

Except, however you turned your legs, a barrage of bright scabs followed your eyes, painted in gorgeous shades of blue and purple.

You flinched as one hurt particularly bad. Putting aside the medical box, you almost stumbled when you got up. Regaining your balance you walked into the bathroom and analyzed your face.

“That bastard’s clever.”

You whispered under your breath as the only thing still safe and free of injuries on your body was your face except for one eye. You couldn’t go down to grab an ice bag. No, absolutely not. That man still would’ve been in the kitchen, drinking and eroding away.

You wanted to be free. There was nothing you wouldn’t give to be steer free of this torture cell that wasn’t even worthy of calling a home.

01:00 a.m.

There was still a timid little child rooted in you somewhere that was afraid of roaming the streets at this hour. All kinds of creeps hung out in the dark streets, especially at this hour of the night. It wasn’t easy sneaking out, but food, however, was still a priority and you hadn’t more than a slice of stale bread in two days.

Pulling your hood up, you walked into the 24 hour convenience store. Strawberry milk and two cups of ramen would do it, right?

You stuffed one cup under your hoodie, hoping the part-timer hadn’t noticed. Reaching the door, you made a dash for it but the guy working in the store caught on to your antics. Before you could even get away you smashed straight into a sturdy chest. Looking up, your eyes connected with grey orbs. You wanted to move back but the part-timer was right behind you.

…

“I told you I was hungry! I’ve never did this thing in my entire life, please believe me.” Pleading to the cop in the grey suit, you put your hands together in forgiveness, hoping for him to let you go.

“That still doesn’t give you an excuse to shoplift. Tell me either of your parent’s phone numbers if you don’t want to end up in juvy.” The man in grey said as he held you captive. You couldn’t risk your father knowing about this. Starvation won’t be the only cause of your demise if that happened.

“Please, I’m not lying. I haven’t eaten in over two days. All I wanted was some food in my stomach. I’ll never do this again!” Right on cue, your stomach grumbled and you pointed at it to prove your point.

It was at that moment when your hood pulled back a bit when the officer finally got a good look at your face. The purple bruising on the left side of your face definitely wasn’t from a stumbling into a pole, if that was the excuse you were gonna give him.

“What gave you that black eye?” He asked while he sat you on the stool outside the store, the part-timer back at the counter.

Your brain hollowed. Eyes dilated and breathing erratic. He wasn’t supposed to know about this. Not if you wanted a roof over your head. Playing it cool, you dismissed his question,

“That’s none of your business, officer.” You leaned on the table and the bearded man raised an eyebrow.

“I’m an officer of law, kid. It is my business.” He countered.

“Oh yeah? Says who?”

“The law.”

You couldn’t argue with that so you pursed your lips as you saw the faintest ghost of a smirk on his face.

“Wait right here and don’t you dare run away. I’ll still catch you.” He said as he disappeared into the store. You obviously didn’t want to get yourself into more trouble so you waited obediently.

Five minutes later, the man emerged from the store with two cups of your favourite ramen, the one you almost stole earlier, and a carton of choco milk. He placed one in front of you and took his place in the stool opposite to you. It was odd but you wouldn’t turn away free food.

“I wanted strawberry milk...” You said, breaking apart the chopsticks.

The officer slurped his and shot you a glare, “Be grateful. I don’t do this for everyone.” You glared back but continued to eat without further protest.

You made it safely back to your room after bidding goodbye to the officer and evading your father. With a full stomach, you slept well for the first time in weeks.

…

It has become a part of your daily routine now. You escape out of the house without your father catching on and having late night dinners with Mamoru outside the convenience store. He’d treat you to dinner or buy you little snacks which you initially refused until Mamoru forced them in your hands. You learned his name a week ago when he showed you his police card. In return, he asked yours.

He saw the scabs and scars on your arms and legs every now though except he never asked about them. He had seen enough victims of domestic violence before to figure out what was happening but he didn’t want to pry until you were ready to open up to him and you appreciated that.

You two often argued about him walking you to your house.

“I’m not a kid!” Your nose flared as you glared at him.

“Please, you’re the size of a munchkin. How are you not a kid?” Mamoru folded his arms.

“I’M SIXTEEN, I CAN WALK HOME ALONE.”

“You just proved my point, hence, you can’t go alone. Let’s go.” He grabbed you by the arm and dragged you with him. You eventually gave in and he walked you home from that point, leading to him learning your address. You were more than glad to find that your father wasn’t home nor asleep whenever Mamoru was outside your door.

…

Mamoru was worried. It had been six days. Six days since your last meet up. He waited late into the night hoping you’d show up but you didn’t. His texts were left on read and calls weren’t being answered. It was possible you were just busy with school work but it had never been this quiet on your end.

You were never open to him actually learning about your family so Mamoru only sought for help through his connections. His assumptions about your bruises hung over his head like a bad omen and he couldn’t shake off the bad feeling.

He found a little sister in the 16 year old that he never had. He had to find out what was going on in that house and if there was any person who was good at infiltration, it was Mitsunari Baba. When Mamoru explained to Baba why he had to go look for a teenager, he was baffled. But Baba had never seen the man look more distressed in all the time he has known him. So Baba took time out of his busy schedule to help the man and his little friend out.

…

The clock read 11:30, but you couldn’t figure out how long you’ve been lying in the kitchen, blood seeping out from every inch of your body. Your mind kept recalling all the events from an hour ago.

Your pathetic excuse of a father had just gotten home from God knows where. The awful stench of booze could be sensed from a mile away and that was your signal to make your escape. You wish, oh how you wish you hadn’t decided to lay down in the living room for a normal evening for the first time in a while. Before you could run off to the comfort of your room, your father grabbed you roughly by the hair and pulled you towards him.

“Now where are you running off to, huh!?” He uttered with a manic face. You knew what it meant and you wanted nothing more than to stay away from this man.

“You’re just a little whore, a whore like your slut mother who ran off with another dude for some dick!” He struck you across the face as he spat. Clenching your fist, you closed your eyes and endured whatever shit he threw at you.

“Now look at you! You’re running away at nights doing whatever the hell that whore did! The apple doesn’t fall from the tree, I guess. You thought I wouldn’t find out?” Your eyes widened in absolute horror when you heard that. At this point, he had already grabbed the golf club, your body being the recipient of his repetitive strikes.

“Do you get money for it too? You look plumper for someone who barely eats the food she’s given. You ungrateful wench, is the food I put on your plate not enough?”

He struck you in your stomach. You thought of the stale bread and the beer cans in the refrigerator. What food was he talking about?

“...Or do you enjoy getting fucked by men twice your age?”

This time, he aimed for your legs. Your battered and bloodied self could barely hold on to the last of the strength and you ended up collapsing on the wooden floor.

He grabbed the collar of your shirt and yanked you upwards. “You know, whenever I fucked the brains out of your stupid mother, she always stayed home like an obedient bitch. You’re the filth that came out of that shameless slut, it shouldn’t be difficult getting you on the same page.” You tried to lift your hands and swat his hands away when he puts them on your thigh, but failed. You wanted to vomit.

It was too much. You thought of everything that built up to this moment. You thought of Mamoru. You thought of the food he bought you because you were hungry. You thought of the warm hugs he gave you when you felt down. Even though this disgusting man continued his assault on you, you tried to think of the limited happy things in your life so you wouldn’t feel as bad as you leave this miserable life behind.

…

Baba was prepared to break the window to get in if he had to but he was quite surprised to see the back door of the house unlocked. He expected a shabby house but the state of the house was rather immaculate. His awe was short-lived when he stepped into the living room.

Blood. So much blood, he could hardly believe his eyes.

His eyes widened beyond belief when his gaze landed on you sprawled across the floor. Are you even breathing? He thought as he crouched down to check your pulse so he breathed a sigh of relief when he could hear your silent breathing. It was slow and soft but it was there. Your body was littered with bruises, most of them looked fresh and some, a few days old. He could hear water running somewhere upstairs and he couldn’t let this go on anymore.

Mamoru was devastated when Baba reported everything to him. How could he let something so big like this happen right under his nose? He had so many opportunities to help you, to pry the information out of you. But he resisted it all for your sake, and in the end, all he felt was regret. He had to resist the urge to destroy the man who had done this to you. But right now, his priority was you. Your safety and your well being so he did everything in his power to get you out of that hell.

…

You could barely make out the scene before you. You peeled your ears open to hear what they were saying but it was all so hazy. People dressed in police uniform were placing handcuffs on your father’s wrists while you felt yourself being carried in someone’s arms. It was a warm embrace and it felt familiar.

What’s going on?

You wanted to ask, but your hazy mind didn’t allow you, and you succumbed to the protection that the arms holding you provided.

When you opened your eyes, Mamoru was the last person you had expected to see in front of you. A nurse tended to all of your injuries, the injuries that your rotten father had cruelly inflicted on you. Mamoru was speaking with someone but this time you could make out some of the words they were saying.

Once the nurse was done treating you, Mamoru walked up to you. You didn’t mean to, but you unintentionally flinched. You didn’t want him to see you in this state. He understood that but it was all he needed in order to reassure himself that you were alright. You were okay, alive and breathing so he hugged you with all his might until you had to smack his arm to push him away.

He ended up telling you about how he got a call from your neighbour, a neighbour you don’t remember having, hearing thrashing noises from your house and immediately reported it to the police the moment he saw you lying in the lounge when he decided to check it out. Baba’s disguise had worked yet again and he was more delighted than anyone that his skills had actually saved someone’s life this time.

You were still terrified.

Years and years worth of abuse you had to endure had just come to an end and your brain could not keep up. What if he came after you? What if all of this was just one of the delusions you had cooked up when you had tried imagining yourself in a much better life? Your thoughts were quickly pulling you into that dark place again but Mamoru was there to drag you away from the pit of darkness you were living in. He believed he could and you allowed him to. You had just come to love him as an older brother, someone you could rely on so when you heard him utter the words ‘everything will be okay’ for the first time in years, you let your tears fall freely.

[berry-hwa]

As per my suggestion...!!

heres the promised mermaid au fic!!! I might not ever finish it because theres a lot of worldbuilding and writing stuff that i dont have time for😔i havent looked over this in a while and it isnt beta read either so ignore any mistakes!! All that aside now, pls enjoy!!

Well, here I am.

Looking up, her expression hardly wavered at the luxurious and magnificent hotel she stood in front of.

Here it is. Tres Spades.

Her glance shifted low to the dark blue dress she wore specifically for the famous I.V.C held at the hotel. Her pearl necklace reflected the huge amount of light from both the inside and outside and her silk, white gloves held onto a matching white clutch. She wasn't gonna look like anyone present at the party, but she was fine with that. The party wasn't what was on her mind anyway, it didn't matter if she stood out or not.

All she had to do was get to the penthouse.

Walking through crowds and crowds of people, her white heels clicked with every step she took on the recently cleaned floor. As she reached the room the I.V.C was held at, she was suddenly startled by someone talking behind her.

"Woah! I've never seen you around here. Is this your first time attending the I.V.C perhaps?"

She spun around to find two men looking at her, their eyes not leaving hers. She recognized one of the two almost instantly.

"Oh! Why yes, this is my first time here. I was looking for Mr. Ichinomiya? He was supposed to escort me to the party." She flashed a radiant smile, hoping to catch the two off-guard. As she stared at them, she realized the identity of the second man who strangely wore a fedora hat.

"Oh! We're his accomplices, and I haven't heard anything about you from Mr. Ichinomiya...would you give us your name?" The blonde smiled, crossing his arms and waiting for an answer. Her heart slowly began beating faster as she thought of a made-up name.

"Misaki. My name is Misaki." She extended her hand out for a handshake, which the brunette took and gave the back of it a gentle kiss. Her heartbeat slowly went back to normal and her smile slightly fell.

"A beautiful name for a beautiful lady. My name is Mitsunari Baba, but you can call me Micchy or Mitsu for short. And you probably already know who my friend is." Baba glanced back and forth between the blonde and the woman.

"Of course, Kisaki Ota. I'd be ashamed if I didn't know who you were." She bowed and internally cringed, her patience slowly running low. She wasn't here to chat up some men...but, if they managed to get her up to the penthouse, at least the lying would be worth it.

"You flatter me Miss Misaki! Now, what was that about Mr. Ichinomiya escorting you to the I.V.C?"

"Ah, right. We talked over the phone weeks prior to the I.V.C, but he must have forgotten. He's a busy man after all, and so am I." Lying in situations as such was her specialty, but for some reason she felt as if she was being read easily. Can they tell?

"Boss is a very busy man. If you'd like, we could escort you around the I.V.C ourselves?" Baba gave her a handsome smile that would swoon women in her place, but she was barely phased. It wasn't her job to begin flirting with a thief.

She tried to shake off the unusual feeling she felt when she realized Ota's smile had also fallen a bit as he stared at her. Not at her, but her necklace specifically. The only explanation that sat right with her was that he'd been looking at it from an artist's point of view. She didn't know if he realized the necklace was made out of real pearls, however.

"I would appreciate it very much, Mitsunari." She smiled again for the sake of being polite.

From nearly getting lost in the sea of people to stumbling upon a mysterious looking hallway and being sold at a black market auction held in the basement of the hotel, she was only a few steps away from her goal. It didn't matter who bought her, she would escape them either way. Her eyes were set on finding one man and that man only. Her surprise when she heard she was sold to seat #100 came as a shock even to her. She fell right into the hands of the man she had her eyes on.

The cage she sat in had been carried all the way up to the penthouse, her heart racing as she realized how close she was to her target. Even if they didn't speak and wore masks, she knew exactly who the two men that carried her up there were as well.

And when she was brought in, she found herself face to face with him. Eisuke Ichinomiya.

"Who are you?"

"Boss, this is the lady that we-"

"If you let me out of this cage, I will tell you exactly who I am and what I'm doing here."

She stared at the five men who stared back at her. Her smile from earlier was replaced with a fierce gaze at Eisuke, who was staring at her cautiously.

"And how do we know you don't have any ulterior motives?" A strong looking man stood up which she quickly identified as Soryu, Eisuke's childhood friend and a mobster.

"If your security is good at checking whether or not people have weapons on them, then you don't have to be afraid Mr. Oh." She held her chin high and smiled internally at his slightly bewildered face.

"...You know who we are?" Eisuke spoke, eyebrows narrowing as he stared at her through his eyelashes. She could sense he was conflicted and a little confused.

"I know you all. And we'd be able to talk like normal people if you let me out of this cage," She crossed her arms, gaze not faltering as she stared back at Eisuke, "But we probably already know the phrase "normal people" doesn't suit you at all, right Ichinomiya?"

She saw his eyebrow twitch. As she guessed earlier, Baba and Ota took their masks off, their gazes switching back and forth between the woman and Eisuke.

"Is your definition of a succesful individual 'abnormal'?" Eisuke crossed his arms and took a sip of his wine, placing it on the table in front of him afterwards.

"I think we both know what I mean here." Her gaze went to the wine glass in front of him. Lowering her open palm, she aimed it directly at the glass before knocking it over, the wine spilling on Eisuke's leg.

All the men's eyes widened and Eisuke swiftly stood up, panic evident on his features.

"Eisuke, go!" Soryu suddenly yelled at him. Realizing he had to move as fast as he could, he dashed towards the staircase with a curse, managing to make it up before anyone could see anything.

When they made sure he was out of sight, everyone shot a glare at the woman. Only Ota seemed to stand still, still comprehending what had just happened.

"What the hell was that?" Soryu approached the cage, gun in hand now. The woman only grinned as the realization that she'd indeed found the man she was looking for began setting in.

"I think you know exactly what it was." Her fingers tapped at the golden cage as the mobster stared her down. She felt confident knowing she wouldn't be killed in that moment after what she did. They needed answers and she was aware of that. There was also no way they'd let her go unless they heard the full story, unless they didn't let her go at all. She was bought by them after all.

"I...don't get it. How did you knock over that glass?" Baba stared, still a little stunned. She rolled her eyes and glanced at the thief who was looking at her for an answer.

"I'm pretty sure you know that as well." Before looking away, she caught a glimpse of Ota looking almost...solemn, as he stared off into the distance.

"Come on now, you can't all play dumb. I'm here for one reason and one reason only."

"And that is?"

"Eisuke."

Soryu stared at her once more with a stern look on his face. Was he gonna let her out? She made it clear she'd explain everything if she was out of the cage...but how could he trust her like that? Especially when he didn't even know her name?

"Open the cage Mitsunari." A deep voice from the back spoke, the woman recognizing it as Mamoru's. At least he's not entirely stupid, as much as he is lazy.

Baba hesitantly reached into his pocket to take out a key, Soryu stepping away to make space. Opening the cage, the woman stepped out, arms crossed over one another. The men continued to stare at her for a moment before they heard footsteps coming from the staircase.

Her eyes immediately locked with Eisuke's as she looked up. He looked both furious and confused as he walked down each step.

"I'm gonna ask this one last time. Who are you and what are you doing here?" Making his way towards her, he stood in-between Baba and Soryu, eyes staring daggers into the woman. He only recieved a grin in return.

"I heard a siren call from miles away, and it lead me here in your hotel."

The CEO stared in pure confusion. He almost wanted to laugh at how ridiculous she sounded. A siren call. Is she for real?

Sure, it might not have sounded...that ridiculous, given the situation he was suddenly thrust into in less than twenty seconds. His eyes traveled to her neck adorned by the pearl necklace. He could feel his throat going dry even as he swallowed.

Those are real pearls.

And, sure, seeing real pearls hung on a string as an accessory wasn't the most unusual thing Eisuke had seen. But the way this woman was dressed bewildered him.

He estimated the cost of both her dress and heels were most probably around 200 dollars. Her gloves were made of silk, therefore they had to have been a little expensive. The pearls were what threw him off. A single, real white pearl was already expensive, but her necklace consisted of at least thirty pearls that varied in colors and shapes. He even recognized one of the rarest blue pearls hung onto the string, and he could feel the nervousness bubbling to the surface the more he stared.

"You've...gotta be kidding right?" The thief asked, gaze shifting to Eisuke who tried so hard to keep his expression as neutral as possible. Both him and Soryu were begining to catch onto the situation.

"I'm very serious. I came here specifically to talk to Eisuke, on behalf of my people."

"Your...people?" Puzzled, Soryu raised an eyebrow at her, his eyes now also shifting to look at Eisuke.

"I know what you are Eisuke. And we need your help." The woman's tone slowly morphed into one of pleading, as did her expression. Eisuke stared for what seemed like hours before sighing and turning his back to her.

"You have five minutes to explain."

"Five?!"

"Yes, only five."

She stared at his back as he walked over to the couch and sat down, Soryu and Baba following. She was glad she got the opportunity to talk...but five minutes? Really?!

"Alright I...just, do you mind bringing a glass of water?" Her gaze went to the artist who seemed to think about her question a little longer than he had to before nervously answering.

"Sure..." He put on a smile and strode over to the kitchen in the penthouse. Taking a deep breath before exhaling, her gaze returned to Eisuke who now sat on the couch, waiting for his explanation.

"First of all, I'd like to apologize for barging in all of a sudden and spilling wine on you. You were probably all confused and angry, especially you, Ichinomiya." Her heels clicked as she walked over to the four men, Eisuke's eyebrows forming into a frown as he recalled what happened.

"Apologize another time, get to your story." He swiftly crossed his legs and rest his chin in his palm as he waited for her to begin, as if he were a teacher about to listen to a student's excuse for a missed assignment.

By the time she stopped staring Eisuke down, Ota had come back with a glass of water as she'd asked. Funny how she has barely been here for five minutes and is ordering people around as if she owns the penthouse.

Thanking the artist, she set the glass down on the coffee table and waited for Ota to grab a seat, only for him to stand next to the couch Baba, Soryu and Eisuke sat on.

"As I said...I know what you are, Eisuke. Even if you might not know exactly what you are, we desperately need your help." She began, voice brave despite her slowly plummetting spirit.

"Who is this "we" you've been throwing around?" Baba exclaimed before getting interrupted by the woman.

"I'll get there. Let me explain."

"You fell into a pool when you were young in London...right?" She raised an eyebrow and looked at Eisuke for his reaction. He definitely didn't disappoint. His eyes went wide and he was now listening to her more cautiously, the nervous feeling on the verge of overflowing.

"You became a mermaid. Or...a merman. Otherwise known as a siren." She explained like she was some lunatic, but Eisuke knew better than to assume that when she was right. Except he had no idea what she meant by the siren part of it.

"How do you know any of this. Only my manager and some acquaintances are aware of what happened. How did you manage to find out what happened a decade ago?"

"That's not important. What is important is that I'm a real mermaid born at sea, and my people have and I have been threatened by the human race for years," She looked down, remembering the last moments with her family before they were taken from her, "They sacrificed themselves so I would stay alive and get help."

"It took you this long to find me?" Eisuke interrupted, his thoughts now racing. Had she been stalking him? Did she somehow bribe someone to tell her about him? What kind of help did she need exactly?

"I've known about you ever since you fell into that pool. You see, I'm from Britain myself, and all of us have known about you ever since that day." She explained briefly, not leaving any room for questions as she continued quickly afterwards.

"You're the first merman to have ever fallen in the pool in that cave in nearly sixty years. It just so happened that you became a siren on the day the last merman transformed 43 years before you did." She briefly caught a glimpse at Ota looking down at the floor as if he was holding something back. Did he wanna ask a question?

She decided to ignore it, passing it as just him being lost in his thoughts.

"This is...too much information," Eisuke rubbed his temple, her words barely registering. He was finally used to being this weird form of a human after so long, and suddenly there's so much information shoved into him it's almost too overwhelming.

"You think? You gave me five minutes to explain, I'm using that time wisely." She may have been aware of the conflicted situation he was in at that moment as he slowly took in what she was saying. Still though, she figured she might as well drop the bomb as quickly as she could, even if it confused Eisuke at first.

"We've been looking for a siren for years now due to our problems with the human race. And that just so happened to be you..."

Her frightless demeanor began to wear off, quickly replaced by someone in genuine need of help. Eisuke stared at her, her words still registering. So he was a siren. Was it good that he finally knew his identity after so many years? He certainly didn't feel any better knowing, that's for sure. What if she was lying?

"Can you prove to me in any way that you're telling the truth?"

The woman stared at him. Of course, Eisuke Ichinomiya of all people would never believe some girl suddenly showing up at his penthouse, telling him he was a damn siren and that there were real mer-people living in the sea with no proof. The whole story seemed like a sick joke. Even if she knew things many others hadn't known, even if she held information that Eisuke had never revealed publicly...he had to know.

"If you'll allow me to," She raised her open palm once more and focused her energy on the glass of water in front of her. Soon enough, they saw what looked like a bubble rise out of the glass. Eisuke knew she wasn't lying the moment he saw the "bubble" rise higher and higher, but still wanted to see what she would do. As the water reached her head, her hand suddenly dropped to her side, as did the bubble. The CEO's eyes widened as it splashed over her head and he was already begining to count down the seconds it took for her to transform. No sooner than that did Baba get up and rushed over to her, holding her up by her arms as her legs disappeared and were replaced by a sparkling blue tail.

"Is that enough proof for you, Ichinomiya?"

[sophiie2000]

Honestly any guy!! But I think one of the more cocky boys like Eisuke or Soryu would be cool headcanons ofc are never bad so honestly whatever you want! It’s you’re writing for you to enjoy! Thank you for considering love 💕

Ahh you are so lovely! 🥰

As I mentioned before this is the first request I have been sent, and I really enjoyed trying to think of an approach to your idea, so I just hope I've captured the essence of what you were hoping for! 🤗

Thank you so much, again, for thinking of asking me to do this!! 💕

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Request: MC (reader) dies, and the guy is given the chance to relive that day again, on one condition, he has to give up all his riches.

Reader x Eisuke Ichinomiya

~ 1920 words

An overwhelming silence took hold of the dark, dreary suite. Eisuke haphazardly dropped his jacket onto the floor. The sound of the clock ticking as the seconds went by, mocked him. Signalling, despite his grief, time continues moving along. 

He felt like he was drowning in a sea of pain and regret. 

Picking up an empty crystal glass, and an expensive bottle of whisky, he slouched in the chair. Downing a couple of glasses, before running his hands roughly through his messy hair. The weak, strangled cry that left him was only witnessed by the moon outside. 

He pounded his balled fists on the table, sending important documents and newspapers flying. 

It had been a while since he had been alone in this suite. It had been a while since he felt so alone in the world. The man who had everything, could have whatever he desired, now felt like he had nothing at all. 

For he did not have her.

Only a few hours earlier he had been surrounded by the hustle and bustle of another convention being held at the Tres Spades. Clinking of glasses. Champagne bottles popping. Chattering guests, laughing. These sounds all filled the boisterous party hall. The usual liveliness filling the air.

These conventions, set up to elicit potential business deals, drained Eisuke. They were so regular, they were boringly mechanical. At least, they used to be…

As the gentlemen in front of him continued to converse, promoting his finest sake, Eisuke couldn’t help but let his eyes drift to the smiling woman standing beside him. 

Her delicate fingers clasped his arm, as her hand rested in its crook. The glistening ring adorning her finger caught the light of the chandelier above, making the diamond atop dazzle brighter. A natural smile graced her soft features, as she offered the man opposite, her undivided attention as he continued to ramble on about the new sake. 

This woman. She captured and held Eisuke’s attention unlike any woman before. She had seemed so ordinary to him when they had first met. Yet now, she was a vital person in his life. A necessity. The one, and only thing, he could never live without. 

Not now he had known her love.

She made social functions that little bit more entertaining. Her honest, unique reactions to whatever new venture a potential business partner promoted inspired him. Her surprise at the outlandish décor, despite how many times she may have seen it. Somehow, she still had not become accustomed to this life. 

Still, this was all part of her charm. Something he loved, and cherished, more than anything else the world had to offer him.

Yet all it had taken was five minutes. Five short minutes for his happiness to be snatched from him. 

Eisuke had been discussing a new venture with one of his usual business partners. They had been so enthralled in their discussion, Eisuke had failed to notice the individual lurking a few feet away. The hatred burning in their eyes as they stared holes into the hotel owners back. 

But one person didn’t miss that stare. Y/n. No… she watched the man like a hawk. She saw each deliberate step he took as he approached her fiancé. 

And she also spotted when something sharp and metallic caught the light as he suddenly increased his pace.

It all happened so very quickly. 

One-minute y/n had been standing beside Eisuke, the next she was in front of him and holding her stomach. 

Her body lurched forward. She gasped from the shock. A sharp pain burned through the fresh wound. 

The first thing Eisuke noticed was the crimson stain forming on her white dress. The stain growing. Her hands covered in the sticky liquid that just kept pouring. 

Blood. 

So much blood.

Eisuke wrapped his arms around her delicate body. Holding his love close he tried to whisper words of encouragement. Telling her it would be ok. All while fastening his tie clumsily around the wound like a tourniquet.

He barely registered Soryu and Mamoru tackling the attacker to the ground behind them.

Y/n was bleeding. And Eisuke knew, the amount of blood she was losing was fatal. 

Eisuke was stirred from his musings by the salty, wet sensation streaming down his cheeks. When was the last time he had cried? Really cried… 

He couldn’t remember what he had said to the other auction managers after y/n lifeless body was pulled from his embrace. 

But he would never forget how cold she had felt. How ashen her skin had looked. And he would never forget the last thing he said, before she closed her eyes one final time…

“Y/n, baby, I’ll find a way to save you. We will be together… I promise you y/n, I love you”

He wouldn’t forget the smile that aligned his loves bluish lips as his declaration of love tumbled so naturally from his own. Lips that hardly ever spoke the words she craved the most. 

How he wished he had rewind button. One which would let him reset on today. Go back to a moment where she was in his arms. Safe. Alive. How he would save her this time. 

He would do anything. Anything, to have that moment again and not fuck it up. 

*** 

A week had passed. No one had seen Eisuke. He had locked himself away in his suite. Surrounded by y/n things. He couldn’t bring himself to part from any of them. 

For if he did, then it would be true… she really would be gone. 

Each moment since the others had forced him to let go of his lovers’ body, had been a blur. How did he get back to his suite? When did he get changed? Had he eaten? He did not know. 

What he did know, was he had spent everything minute, of every hour, since praying to a God he did not believe in. Begging for his love to be reunited with him.

Trudging towards the kitchen, Eisuke spotted a crisp white envelope which had been slid under his door.

The neat calligraphy stood out on the white envelope. There was no sender. No return address. Eyeing the letter cautiously, Eisuke opened the envelope carefully. 

‘If I told you, by giving up all of your riches, you could go back to the day your lover passed away, and reset. Would you do it?’

At first, Eisuke thought it was some sort of sick joke. Go back and do it all again? Sure, he had been praying for such a thing. But… impossible. That was the first thought he had.

But then he remembered all of the ‘impossible’ things that had occurred during his relationship with y/n. And he wondered… what if? What if it was true?

Well, it was obvious.

He’d give up everything. Everything if he could just have her.

***

Sweating, and breathing heavily Eisuke bolted up in bed. Another nightmare. These had been a regular occurrence since y/n was taken from him. 3:00, the digital clock beside his bed displayed the early hour.

When had he fallen asleep?

Yet suddenly, that wasn’t the most important question on his mind. The familiar sound of movement in the kitchen echoed through the suite. On slightly unsteady feet, Eisuke headed towards the kitchen to see who was rummaging around his cupboards at 3 A.M. 

He wasn’t sure what he had been expecting, but the scene before him was definitely not one of them.

“Y/n?!” He gasped, as her familiar form stood beside the counter drinking a glass of ice-cold water. 

“Oh sorry Eisuke, I didn’t mean to wake you!” She smiled ruefully. 

Oh, how he had missed her smile. The cute dimples that formed on her cheeks, as she bashfully looked his way.

“Y-you didn’t” He stumbled over his words, rushing towards her and crushing her in a tight embrace. 

The warm arms that surrounded him told him this was real. Her warmth, the smell of her freshly shampooed hair, the sound of her voice, and the taste of her lips as he kissed her with abandon. She was undeniably real.

“Oh Eisuke, you are sweating buckets! Are you ok?” Concern was laced through her voice, as those delicate fingers threaded through his damp hair.

Eisuke held her even more tightly. Inhaling her sweet scent. It helped calm him down immediately. 

“Yes baby, I’m ok… it was just a nightmare. Come back to bed with me, I don’t remember giving you permission to leave” His usual cockiness filled his tone, but it barely masked the relief displayed in the way his eyes softened at her presence. 

Her soft chuckle was like a symphony to his ears. 

He had been given a chance to reset. He knew what he must do. He would not screw this up. He would make good on his promise, they were going to be together. 

***

Clinking of glasses. Champagne bottles popping. Chattering guests, laughing. These sounds all filled the boisterous party hall. The usual liveliness filling the air.

Yet all fell silent when Eisuke Ichinomiya stepped onto the stage, ready to make his speech. 

His eyes searched the crowd, meeting those of his love. The smile she showed him was all the ammunition he needed. 

This was it. 

He smiled back. The kindest, most genuine smile, he had ever shown at any of these functions. His heart was warm. Full. 

She was all he needed. Of that, he was certain. 

Taking a deep breath, he stepped towards the microphone. The band in the corner stopped their melody. The guests quietened down, ending their conversations. The hall fell silent.

“It has been a great honour to be the face of the Ichinomiya brand over the years. We have imagined, designed and created many ventures during my time leading the group. I have given my all to bring the best ventures to life. And to have had the ability to do so, has been both an honour and something I am incredibly proud of.”

His eyes remained fixed on y/n. Eyes which have held him captive since the day she came into his boring, lonely life. Eyes which now looked to him with confusion, yet awe. 

“It is with a heavy heart, yet excitement, that I must inform you all today of my decision to step down from my role as CEO.”

Gasps. A chorus of gasps spread across the room. Expected. Of course, no one but he would understand this sudden decision.

“The future of the Ichinomiya group is bright. I look forward to seeing what they do in the future. However, as for me, I desire nothing more than to step away and settle down with my own family. I thank you for your understanding and support”

Ending his speech, Eisuke stepped down from the stage. With purposeful steps, he headed directly towards y/n. 

“Eisuke?!” Her confusion was loud. Yet her happiness was undeniable. 

Grasping her hand tightly in his, he led her from the hall. Her warm hand and soft, delicate fingers felt pleasant in his own. This warmth he cherished so much, he would not let go of.

His accomplishments or her? It had been a no brainer. The old, cold CEO hotelier would have chosen his riches. But she had thawed his cold, locked away heart. She had taught him to love.

And he would choose her. Every time. No matter what he had to lose.

For she alone, made him feel like the richest man alive.

[otomefoxystar]

Unexpected Surprise

Fandom: Kissed by the Baddest Bidder

Pairing: Eisuke X MC

Genre : Fluff with a teensy bit of angst

TW: Mentions of wanting to lose weight, pregnancy

She looked at herself in the full length mirror, turning right, then turning left. Her favorite pair of leggings weren’t fitting like they used to. She had gained weight. It was hard maintaining a figure that the Tres Spades CEO deserved, or at least what she thought he deserved. She sighed, “I have to lose some weight.” She said to herself quietly.

She entered Eisuke’s kitchen, immediately starting the coffee. She opened the fridge and took out eggs, onions, and peppers. Preparing to make breakfast. Eisuke came out of his home office looking at his phone; when he looked up, he saw _ _ _ looking displeased. “What’s the matter?” She shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know, just in a bad mood.” He arched an eyebrow. “You haven’t even been up for an hour. What would put you in a bad mood so quickly?” She rolled her eyes, “I don’t know, Eisuke. Just leave me alone and let me cook breakfast!” She snapped at him, “You don’t need to get pissy with me. It was a question.” She immediately felt terrible.

“Sorry,” He kissed her forehead. “It’s fine.” He went to sit at the table while she cooked. The door swung open and in sauntered Ota, Baba, Mamoru, and Soryu. She sighed. Could she get a moment of peace with her boyfriend for once? Of course, knowing they’d want to eat, she made extra. There were omelets, toast, sausage, fruit, and yogurt when she brought the food to the table. “Is this a special occasion? It’s like a gourmet breakfast.” Baba joked. Soryu shot a glare his way, shutting him up. “I dunno. I figured you’re all here, so I might as well.”

As they talked and ate, she gave herself a small serving, knowing she had to watch how she ate if she wanted to lose weight. As everyone ate their fill, they all talked while she cleaned breakfast, but Eisuke noticed her taking bites of sausage and fruit as she packed everything up. After wiping the table, she left to go shopping. “Have you noticed _ _ _ eating more than normal?” Mamoru asked. Eisuke was swiping through his phone. “A bit” Soryu leaned back in the chair, crossing his arms across his chest. “You don’t find that odd? Maybe she’s stressed?” Eisuke looked up from his phone to his best friend. “Maybe.” Ota was doodling on a napkin. “I would pay attention to her. It could be something serious.” Eisuke scratched the back of his neck. “I’m over this conversation.”

When Eisuke returned home from work that same day, he found her asleep on the couch with the TV playing. Taking off his shoes, he went around the sofa, lifting her up and taking her to the bedroom where she could sleep properly. Her eyes blinked open when he was covering her up. “Eisuke?” He reached up and caressed her cheek. “You fell asleep on the couch.” She sat up and rubbed her eyes. “I’ve been exhausted lately. There’s no reason for it. Not like I don’t get enough sleep.” He kissed her on the forehead, and her stomach growled. “Have you eaten?” She blushed, “I ate. I’m just constantly hungry. It’s irritating.” He smiled.

“How about a snack, then?” How could she refuse when he was being so sweet? “Okay,” She went to stand up and suddenly felt dizzy. Not able to see, she sat down, waiting for her vision to return to normal “_ _ _?” She stood back up. “I just got really dizzy.” Eisuke was quiet as they went into the kitchen. As they gathered food for a nice snack, his mind was racing. Maybe something was wrong? Some medical condition, perhaps? After their snack, she went to bed.

The following day, she entered the kitchen to start breakfast when she heard footsteps behind her. She turned and smiled, but he didn’t smile back; instead, he crossed his arms. “What?” she asked, feeling his stare heavy on her. “There was a bunch of candy wrappers in the trash this morning. Did you get up during the night to eat?” She adverted her eyes. “I felt like I was starving” Eisuke raised his eyebrows. “So you ate a bunch of candy?” She sighed. “I didn’t want to make anything; someone had given me some candy.”

She furrowed her brows. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me! It’s like I can’t stop myself. I’m so hungry all the time. I’ve been trying to watch what I eat to lose weight, but I feel sick if I don’t eat.” He motioned for her to come to him and led her to the kitchen table, sitting across from each other. “Why are you trying to lose weight? You’re fine the way you are.”

“Because I want you to be proud to call me your woman, not when I look bloated and chubby. I hate it.” He put his head in his hand. “You’re fine. You’re more beautiful than any other woman anyways. Stop trying to live up to what you think are my expectations without knowing first.” He looked her over, noticing her breasts looking a little fuller, her face a little swollen. It couldn’t be weight gain; she hasn’t put on that much weight, maybe a couple of pounds, but not enough to make a noticeable difference.

He started connecting the dots as he looked at her. Her insatiable hunger, dizzy spells, exhaustion, and now she tells him she’s bloated. He cleared his throat, and she looked at him, confused. “What?” He swallowed, almost nervous to say what he was about to say. “I don’t think you need to lose weight. You should feed your body if it’s telling you to.” She was confused. “Why would I do that? I’ll gain more weight?” He rubbed the back of his neck. “I don’t think it’s just weight gain, _ _ . I think you’re pregnant.” Her eyes widened, and she just looked at him for what seemed like minutes of not speaking. “ _ _?” When he called her name, she came to reality. “Oh my god! I think you’re right. How did this even happen?” Eisuke smirked, “I can show you how if you want?” She kicked him from under the table. “Stop it. This is serious! I’m on birth control.” She looked at him again. “Why are you so calm?!”

He sighed, “Birth control isn’t completely effective in preventing pregnancy. We’d have to use a condom in tandem with birth control, but why would we do that? We’re only sleeping with each other. What does it matter anyway? I can take care of you and the baby. That’s no problem. It just means I get to see the efforts of our lovemaking with your swollen womb. To think we made life. Feels special, don’t you think?” She beamed. “Come here, baby.”

She walked over towards him and pulled her down to sit on his lap, and he put his hand on her stomach and kissed her cheek. “Don’t be scared, be excited. Take joy in the fact that you are growing a life. That’s what you deserve, don’t think of this as a bad thing.” She smiled, “Of course, I would be excited, but you talk about it as if I am. We don’t know till I take a test.” He kissed her again on the temple. “Because you are; I don’t need some silly test to tell me something I already know.” She rolls her eyes at his arrogance.

“Okay, Eisuke. Cause you’re a doctor now? Aren’t I supposed to feel sick?” Eisuke sits back and crosses his arms. “If you’re so concerned, maybe we should call Luke here? Would that make you feel better?” She pondered for a moment. “So indecisive” He picked up his phone, calling Luke without waiting for her answer.

Not long after Eisuke hangs up the phone, there’s a knock at the door. Eisuke gets up and answers it, and Luke steps in with a bag of medical supplies. He places the bag on the counter and looks at both Eisuke and _ _ _. “So what can I do for you?” You cross your arms. “Sexy bones?” He reads your body language. Eisuke clears his throat and stands up. “I need you to see if she’s pregnant.” Luke’s eyes go wide, and he gasps. “Were you trying? I had no idea.” She shakes her head. “No,” Luke smiles, “Accidents are always fun too.” He picks up his bag. “Let’s go in the bedroom so I can examine you.” She nods, following Luke.

Moments later, she walks out with Luke remaining completely quiet. Eisuke looks at her. “What happened?” Eisuke asks. _ _ _ silently sits down, and Luke walks up to Eisuke putting his hand on his shoulder and lowering his voice to a whisper, “She’s pregnant, and she’s scared. It would be best if you were supportive. Stress can affect the baby.” Eisuke nods, and Luke pats him on the shoulder. He takes out a prescription pad. “I’m going to give you a prescription for some prenatal vitamins.” He says as he writes, “Also, let me know if you start feeling nauseous. If you can’t keep food down, I can prescribe something for the nausea, but you might be lucky and not feel sick at all.” He smiles as he hands her the prescription. She takes it, looks at the prescription, and looks at Eisuke worriedly. Luke smiles again, picks up his bag, and leaves the suite, shutting the door behind him.

She turns away from Eisuke, “I’m going back to bed.” She set the prescription on the table and walked to the bedroom, wrapping herself under the blankets. Eisuke followed not long after, not wanting her to shut him out. He sat on his side of the bed, crossing his legs at the ankles. He lifted the blanket so he could see her face. Seeing tears falling. He furrows his brow, and uncovers her head, then lays down so he is level with her. “Do you not want the baby?” He asked as he stroked her hair. “It’s not that. I want to keep it. Of course, I’ll keep it. What if I’m not a good mother? I have no idea how to raise a child. I’ve never really been around children.” His face relaxes. “I think this is a normal fear, but I also think your instincts will tell you how to do the rest. You’re going to be a great mother. You are caring and kind. How could you not be?”

She wiped her eyes. “I don’t know why I’m so upset, it was bound to happen eventually, but I’m really upset.” Eisuke smiled tenderly at her, “It’s probably hormones, baby.” He kissed the top of her head. “Turn over” She gave him a confused look. “Just do it” She turned on her side so her back faced Eisuke, and he rubbed her back soothingly. “You’ll get through this because I will be here every step of the way. Now close your eyes. You need to rest.”

[voltage-vixen]

Hooky (NSFW)

Fandom: Kissed by the Baddest Bidder Pairing: Hikaru Aihara x f!MC Prompt: Playing hooky from work to spend the day together Warnings: NSFW, Vaginal fingering, Oral sex (female receiving), Vaginal sex Notes: This is my first contribution to the @voltagefandomproject

“Stay in bed with me, honey.”

 MC squirmed as her husband murmured his sensual plea into the crook of her neck. After an attempt to shimmy from the bed to get dressed for work, the maid found herself at the mercy of Hikaru’s warmth enveloping her on this chilly early morning. 

“Come on, Hikaru,” she half pleaded, biting on her lip to suppress the moan threatening to succumb under the tantalizing duress of his touch of her curves. “I would love to stay in bed with you as well, honey, but Mr. Ichinomiya will be displeased if we don’t clock in on time.”

“Idiot. I’ll text Ichinomiya and inform him that both my darling wife and I fell ill during our honeymoon by catching a minor cold.”

“Hikaru, please,” MC huffed, her breath caught sharp when Hikaru’s hands vanished beneath the covers and rested on the mound of buttocks. “We….can’t….”

“Can’t what?” Hikaru provoked, his lips curling into a sly grin as his palms roamed his wife’s backside, her body bare from their late night affairs the eve prior. “Can’t call into work? Or can't we touch each other anymore?”

His fingers descended south, parting the creamy flesh of MC’s soft thighs apart until he brushed against the sensitive bud of her womanhood, eliciting a lewd gasp of pleasure. 

“Maybe just one more day wouldn’t hurt anything…,” her soft voice trailed off, sighing in content when Hikaru tore the blankets and tossed them aside onto the floor. 

Yearning to please his wife, Hikaru’s hands explored and caressed her damp skin, while his teeth engraved love marks that would remain visible for the sight of his eyes only long after this affair between the sheets. Satisfied that he had tormented his dear MC long enough with his teasing, Hikaru’s fingertips grasped the sides of her hips, and held her firmly in place while his tongue licked and lapped at her perspiration from her heated skin before gliding to enjoin them as one.

 His tongue lashed languid strokes into her; as MC’s body bucked back and forth in a steady rhythm. Clutching the bed sheet with her fingernails, the harmonious sound of her pants echoed throughout their bedroom until a sensation of pleasurable friction tickled her lower belly when Hikaru’s nose brushing that sensitive bundle of nerve delivered a sweet friction. 

“Have I convinced you to stay in bed and play hooky with me today, honey?”

Unable to formulate a coherent thought due to her body trembling from the aftermath of the high her hubby inflicted upon her, MC glanced backwards to meet Hikaru’s gaze and nodded slightly in between her pants. 

“Speechless already?” Hikaru smirked, rising to his knees to flip his wife so that she was placed flat on her back and pinned underneath him. “The fun has only just begun.”

Now partially recovered from the delight of her orgasm, MC ascended her body to wrap her arms around Hikaru’s neck. Their lips were drawn together by the lingering passion; their tongues fighting for dominance until the sound of MC’s pager beeping from the nightstand interrupted. 

Possessed by an envious desire, the former assassin reached for the device, and muted it before tossing it to the ground. Concerned about Mr. Ichinomiya’s reaction at ignoring his page when she did eventually have to face her employer again, MC attempted to fetch the pager, but instead yelped when her plan was foiled by Hikaru pinning her wrists back down onto the mattress.

“Idiot, you wouldn’t dare be thinking of another man while in bed with me now, would you?”

Keeping her wrists firmly pinned to prevent MC from wriggling away, Hikaru inched closer so that the tip of his erection brushed her thigh, eliciting a soft pleading whimper from the part of her lips.

“N-No, I would never, honey,” MC whinied, her mind spinning in anticipation at the teasing sensation tickling her leg. 

“Are you sure? Because I wouldn’t mind reminding you whose woman you are,” Hikaru chided, snapping his hips forward to stroke her entrance, being sure to graze her folds glistening in her cum. 

“Then remind me, Hikaru,” MC begged, the pool of wetness between her thighs dampening with how close his cock was to where she longed for his touch the most. “Spend the day reminding me.”

Hikaru groaned when his erection grew harder at the invitation. Releasing MC’s wrists, he trailed his lips down her body and aligned his pelvis with her opening. Complying with his wife’s demands, Hikaru thrusted forward and was greeted with MC’s sensual sighing. His responses was sighs of gratification taht drowned hers out when each movement of his was met with the fluttering of her walls clenching tighter around him. 

MC’s reservations about their day of hooky were long gone as Hikaru continued to make gentle yet passionate love to her.

Who knew playing hooky every once in a while could be so electrifying for a marriage?

[katara778]

if you know a creator who is now writing fanfictions about kissed by the baddest bidder, I would like you to recommend him/her to me

[kbtbb-fanfics]

A Flaming Hot Christmas (SPOILERS)

UNPOPULAR OPINION.... BUT I LOVED IT...

i know people hate the idea that mc cheats and blah blah blah.... but its just TOO DAMN SPICY!!! shes always waiting hand and foot for the bidder that she chooses, lets not forget eisuke also literally cheated on her when they first started dating! im honestly shocked no one brings this up more (if im recalling the story correctly)

but either way to me its not about the cheating, its about how unexpected the people she cheats on him with are!!! like for example... eisuke got cheated on with hikaru?! name an odder pair...

also the way it truely shows how messed up the bidders can be....

OTA KNEW THAT BABA PURPOSELY TOOK ADVANTAGE OF THE FACT HE COULD GET MC DRUNK WITH IMPURE INTENTIONS!!!

she wanted to seem more ''mature'' so by that she wanted to make cocktails, who makes cocktails? baba. whos she close to? baba. its a perfect situation! if you chose the route where you stay loyal to ota, then you later realise that otas fully aware of babas intentions to get you drunk.

if you go the cheating route... baba does exactly that.

ALSO THE AIRPLANE ROUTE WAS SO FUCKING FUNNY

anyways im aware none of my rambling makes sense lolol

[jessyurahara]

Never Quite Right- Ryosuke Inui-

And to conclude my first upload spree- my baby- Ryosuke Inui

Boy and girl broke up, and it’s two a penny, everyone breaks up, but nothing that Ryosuke thought would happen, happened. 

Ryosuke thought that breaking up with your boyfriend meant you’d be running to him, not being obsessed with someone who is happy to leave you fighting for second place, and yet, watching you, again, letting another man treat you like shit, he found himself feeling petty, you’ve been together before, you’d slept together, and then he found himself seeing someone pretty, and you found yourself hating him for that. 

How could you resent him for seeing someone pretty? Because every time you would break up, you’d find yourself still just as obsessed with him. 

You were bad for each other, and yet you always held hope that it would end up working for the both of you, and yet each time, it somehow got worse, maybe it’s because the both of you swore you were trying. 

Trying to be friends.

You’re not friends though. 

Neither of you could change at all, both just a little bit too in love with the other to swallow your pride and drop the facade of not being in love. 

You should always be the one that he’s dancing with, spinning around rooms, lighting up those rooms together, and it’s not like you were going to sit yourself down and cry about the fact that you weren’t friends, but you were somewhere just in-between with him, but it was almost like he didn’t want you, maybe he didn’t want you, maybe he wasn’t the one, or it’s right person, wrong time. 

Sometime’s the girl doesn’t get the guy, sometime’s the guy doesn’t get the girl, and the whole thing is just reminiscent of heartbreak music playing all the time, and perhaps it’s time Ryosuke and you come to accept that you’re not that role for each other, instead you’re just that right person, wrong time, cursed to not even be able to be friends, because you couldn’t even figure out if you wanted him, obsessed, not friends. 

Strange when you take into consideration both of you felt the same way about each other, but it just wasn’t time for you both to end up in love with each other, maybe one day you’d be able to come back together, and continue to fall in love, but for now, it’s time to move away from one and another, Ryosuke and yourself breaking each others hearts with each step taken away from one and another, but it was time for it to happen, over the hill that you had to remain together. 

You could regale stories of that. Love you held for the almost perfect man, but that the time was never quite right for you and Ryosuke Inui to end up together. 

Back to KBTBB Drabbles/ Ryosuke Inui Drabbles

Headcannons/ Love Letters/ Stories/ Drabbles

[booklin]

KBTBB High School Headcanons!

Eisuke - I’d say Eisuke probably had straight A’s without trying. He was every girl's crush at school. All of the teachers loved him, giving their best reviews on report cards. Though, didn't have many friends, despite talking to a school day’s worth of people. The people he did call friends were just those he believed would benefit him in the future. You know the anime, “Haven’t you heard? I’m Sakamoto” basically, he’s a kid who’s perfect. Always ten steps ahead, girls love him, guys respect him, teachers admire his grades, that type of thing. That’s Eisuke. He avoids conflict and is always a step ahead. Pop quiz? He knew about it a week before.

Soryu - When you first see him you think he’s a bully, which is attractive in a way. Turns out he’s just a quiet kid, though there’s definitely an abnormal strength about him. The person everyone fights to get on their team during gym class. Decent grades, probably would get a B in math if it weren’t for the teacher being scared of him. I can imagine him holding a lot of pain in, especially with his home life. Unapproachable, to say the least. Only has one or two friends at most but keeps everyone at arm's length. He’s, surprisingly, not the fighting type however I can see him getting into one fight if he saw a girl being bullied.

Shuichi - Him and Eisuke are constantly battling for top marks. Everytime one gets an A- the other mocks them for the entire week. Unlike Eisuke, Shuichi actually studies. Some could argue he doesn’t need too, but still does. His desk is always clean, and his notes are perfect. The teachers always entrust responsibilities to him. They even joke about having him as the principal when he’s older. Probably the type of kid that puts a lot of pressure on himself. That, and he just grew up having high expectations set on him. Doesn’t date. At all. He denies every girl that tries. Has been labeled as an “impossible catch”. Believes studies comes first and would break his concentration.

Ota - Ota is the popular kid. Everyone’s friends with him. He’s always hanging out with someone. One day it’s the drama club, the next it’s the art club. Did I mention the art teacher loves him? He doesn’t do the best academically, but his art teacher is so impressed, she offers to write a college recommendation letter. Again, everyone loves him. He’s the type of person a fight would break out over in the cafeteria, because everyone wants him at their table. Between him and Eisuke, the girls can’t decide who they want to date first.

Baba - Baba is the playboy all the girls warn each other about. At last, between his dashing smile and adoring personality, almost every girl has fallen for him once. People probably think he rides a motorcycle. He doesn’t, still, he gives off friends to lovers vibes. Despite his efforts, he always gets dumped due to his flirtatious nature. If anyone were to get pregnant during high school, the chances of him being the dad are 9/10. Quite responsible though. Takes accountability and helps his girlfriend through it. Supports her decision and promises to marry her, if that’s what she wants.

Mamoru - Mamoru is the kid who barely anyone knows. He sits next to you yet, if someone asked, you’d deny that he was in your class. He’s either not in class or sleeping/barely paying attention. They call him “Big Bromoru” because he acts like everyone’s big brother. “Shouldn’t you be doin your homework instead of talkin in the halls, eh?” Literally to random people in the hallway. Though, for some reason, it makes him admirable. No one dares say anything rude back, knowing they’d have the whole school as a target. He’s respected by all the kids there, even if he isn’t very noticeable.

[otastoothbrush]

drop that kbtbb lore yall rn.

OML HEY GUYS IM BACK!!!! well hopefully, school is starting again but i feel the need to start this back uppp. idk fall is such a kbtbb season for me i mean they’re def an every season thing😋. ever since i got a new job I STILL HAVEN’T BOUGHT ANY NEW ROUTES??? i actually have like 600 coins saved uppp so i could buy one if i wanted but i’m way too indecisive to just buy ONE. i had kbtbb when it was just an app itself and again like i said all my bought shit was wiped from the webs bc i didn’t keep the code, so im back at the start. with my writing since i sadly don’t know all the deep in depth lore sometimes it might seem a bit off but i really just make up my own stuff about them or how i think they would act from what i know. so yall PLEASE DROP THAT KBTBB LORE, make it juicy so my mouth waters,,, or drop the blandest shit like the color mamos underwear (black right?) either way SAY SUM!!!

[berry-hwa]

PART V!!

guess who's backkkkkk after um...4 or so months ahahahahahwhawh ok i have no excuse. just have this chapter and enjoy :3 its pretty underwhelming and short for how long ive been gone with this series but i promise ill try to make up for it!! now go on and have fun reading

"That was really pleasant..."

She was walking down the hall to Eisuke's penthouse, feeling refreshed and relaxed from the small swimming session in the private pool. After their conversation had ended, Eisuke was a lot less annoying, and she actually found herself having quite a good time in the silence. She was leading the way, walking in front of Eisuke with confident and energized strides.

"This is the happiest you've seemed in the past 48 hours, was it that enjoyable?" Eisuke was following suit, his strides nice and slow behind her as he gazed out at the night view each time they passed a window.

"Of course it was. Swimming and living under the water is what I was born to do." She answered and came to a stop in front of the penthouse doors, turning to Eisuke and grabbing the doorknob. "Wow. You're quite slow, huh?"

Eisuke looked at her with an exasperated expression on his face, also approaching the door she stood at. Though, he was unfortunately far too late to enter the penthouse as she promptly opened the door — and swiftly closed it into his face.

She glanced back at the door with a slight giggle, making her way to the staircase to finally get some rest and sleep. She heard his footsteps behind her once again and just knew he was seeing red as she practically raced up the stairs.

"You think you're so funny, do you???" She heard him yell up to her from below, and she just had to stop, if only to get a glimpse at his angered face.

"Oh I'm aware. Thank you for the acknowledgement, Mr. Ichinomiya." She turned back to her path and climbed up the rest of the steps, a little more swift in her movements. She was finally in a good enough mood as she walked back to her room.

This, was just one of many days like such to come.

She went to sleep that night feeling refreshed and energized for the next day, which just so happened to be sunday. The schedule Mr. Kenzaki had given her said that she didn't start her work until the afternoon. She wasn't sure if that's what everyone's schedules were like, or if it was specifically Eisuke's influence, but she was still glad to be able to sleep in after such an exhausting day.

That dream of sleeping in would be crushed the moment she heard knocks at her bedroom door waking her up. She pulled the covers down to look at the door in confusion — and quite a bit of annoyance.

"Pretty Ladyyy~ rise and shineee!" Goodness gracious. That sounded like Baba behind the door. A soon-to-not-be-behind-door Baba, as he opened the door just moments after he spoke.

"Oh, I figured you were sleeping! Good morning." He smiled as he looked inside at her, before just waltzing in. Was he going to keep waking her up like this???

"Baba..." She pulled the covers down even more so to look at the man as he made his way over to the closed curtains. "Do you know what time it is...?"

"Of course!" He grabbed the curtains and swiftly slid them to each side of the window, letting in the morning sunlight which had Mira groaning and hissing as her eyes fought to adjust. "It's currently half past ten!"

"I don't start work until after lunchtime..." She pulled the covers back over her head and grumbled. So much for trying to keep the room as dark as possible.

"Uh huh...well, you're coming with me!"

"Coming with you where...?" She muttered under her blanket, before she felt it being removed from her head and saw Baba standing over her.

"Out in the town, of course!" Even his smile looked too bright at that moment. It was too early for this, surely.

"...Why...?" Mira rubbed at her eyes, not exactly making sense of anything.

"Eisuke realized you didn't have any clothes to wear outside of your uniform...so I convinced him to take you shopping today!"

Oh. Wow. How...generous.

What would be more generous is if they had let her sleep more though!

"But I'm working today..." She grabbed the blanket from Baba's hand and pulled it over her shoulders, turning over with her head in the pillows.

"You don't need to worry about that! Eisuke already arranged a day off for you, so you can enjoy yourself allll you'd like today." Why would he...nevermind. Maybe she shouldn't question that man, ever.

"...Do I have to???" She grumbled again. Just five more minutes would be enough. Maybe she could convince Baba...

"I think Eisuke would get really pissy about it, so it's better if you just come with. Aren't you excited to pick out new clothes?" Maybe there was no convincing him.

"I don't see the point...I plan to louse around in these pajamas and my uniform while I stay here anyway, would Eisuke have a problem with that too?" She looked over at the thief, eyes squinting at him. His smile never left his face.

"If you don't wanna get up yourself, I can help you out." She saw a mischievous look cross his face right before she felt his arms under her knees and her back — which almost immediately had her wide awake.

"No no no! Don't pick me up! I'll get up!" The thief smiled and removed his hands from Mira.

"Great! I'll be waiting downstairs." He turned his heel to leave, pausing before heading out. "Oh! I left your new clothes for today by your bed. Don't forget to wear them, kay?"

She resisted the urge to groan into her pillows as he left the room for her to change.

********

"This is so tiring..."

"Should I carry you on my back?"

"...No, thank you."

After she'd gotten dressed and headed downstairs, she was met with Eisuke and Baba chatting by the door. Well. It was Baba doing most of the chatting with a practically still-asleep Eisuke, but he surprisingly greeted her when he saw her approach them. Right after that she was rushed out of the hotel and into Eisuke's limousine that she was nearly far too uncomfortable using, and they spent the next few minutes of the ride in silence as Baba talked both of their ears off.

Now they had been walking around different shops and malls for three whole hours and Mira's feet were about to kill her off. Never had she walked this much without a break. But no, Eisuke just kept dragging her around in various stores, be it a shoe store, a clothing store or a jewelry store. What did she need any of these for, you may ask? "Because you need to look presentable next to me" as Eisuke said.

"If you're tired, sit down somewhere. Don't slow us down." Eisuke butted in, walking in front of her and Baba.

"Have you considered...I'm tired because of the heels you put me in???" Who the hell walks around on a casual shopping day in 4 inch heels?! She was seriously considering going barefoot or even taking Baba up on his offer to carry her on his back.

"That's not my problem." Oh she was gonna kill him. For sure.

"...If they're bothering you that badly, go in there and get something comfortable." He suddenly stopped and took out his card, turning to her and pointing at a shoe store nearby.

What.

"Huh."

"Boss?" Even Baba seemed surprised.

"What are you gawking at? Don't keep me waiting here."

Well then...alright. She took the card out of Eisuke's hand and bowed in a silent thank you.

"...I didn't think he'd do that!" Baba whispered as they passed by Eisuke. "He actually kinda beat me to it..."

"You would get me comfortable shoes?" She discreetly held onto the thief's arm, slowing down and struggling with each step.

"Of course I would! Beauty is a definite pain, and no woman should have to go through that for the sake of publicity."

"...That's actually quite nice of you to say. Thank you." She looked up at the man who just quietly smiled back at her and helped her inside the store.

She would've been selecting the shoes herself had Baba not forced her to sit down and rest her legs as he looked around for her, occasionally showing her some she might've liked.

"How about these?"

"...Sure, I'll try them on." She rolled her shoulders back and and stretched her body, finally feeling somewhat relaxed.

"You really aren't fit for walking, huh?" Baba chuckled. "I give great massages, by the way."

"Do you now?" She slipped out of the heels and sighed in delight and relief when she felt the plush and comfort of the sneakers.

"These...these are great. Amazing even..." She could fall asleep in the middle of the store, dare she say.

"Yeah? I'll pay for them, you just sit tight."

And they left the store, Mira's legs killing her a little less now as they carried her heels in a bag. The new sneakers were a blessing from the heavens.

"You took exactly 7 minutes and 52 seconds. Not bad." Eisuke placed his phone in his pocket and adjusted his suit as they approached him.

"You were timing us...?" She questioned, watching as Baba handed his card over back to him.

"No. I was just keeping track of time. Now let's continue."

"We're not done???" She nearly gaped as he carelessly walked past the two of them. Just how much time and money did he have to spend?

"I think we're far from done..." Baba let out an exasperated sigh and slipped his arm around her arm. "C'mon, let's not fall behind!"

This was going to be a very long day.

********

After a ridiculous amount of said time, money, Eisuke's judgemental gazes, "No"s, "Not this one"s, "Change"s and other various comments on what she wore and tried on, they finally decided to call it a day and head back to the hotel right around 6PM. Mira felt a little bad as she watched assistants haul everything they(Eisuke) bought up to the penthouse and would've helped them had Eisuke not interrupted her by saying it was their job to do so. More asshole points for him, how lovely.

She was met with a silent penthouse when they arrived, surprised to see just Ota sketching away in a sketchbook.

"Hey Ota! I need to discuss stuff with boss for a sec, I'll join you two later okay? Don't run off!" Baba followed Eisuke up the stairs, hauling all the bags along with him and leaving Mira and Ota all alone.

...

Well. This is a tad awkward.

"...Good evening." She bowed a bit as she approached the lounging area where the artist sat, hardly sparing her a glance.

"Hey." He returned to sketching just like that.

"..."

"..."

Alright. If she had to deal with this at some point, she might as well do it while the opportunity is right there in front of her.

"Ota."

"Hm?"

"I want to have a talk with you." She spoke with a firm tone. She only hoped it wouldn't scare him off this time, too.

"...About what?" His eyes didn't leave the sketchbook. In fact, he seemed to be looking even more intensely now at the page he was drawing on.

"Well. You've been acting weird, specifically around me." She took a seat in one of the chairs, far enough from Ota that she hoped it wouldn't intimidate him. "Are you just not used to having someone new around?...Or is there more to it? To me?"

She saw his hand pause on the page, his body noticably tensing up at the question.

"You're making weird accusations." He huffed and casually continued working in his notebook.

Right. So that's what he's gonna be like, huh.

She'd have to up the ante.

"That's a bold faced lie if I've ever seen one." She relaxed into the chair, her eyes baring holes through the artist as he did his best to avoid eye contact.

"Since when were you a lie detector?"

"Who knows if I am one or not? I know you certainly wouldn't, with the way you've barely spared me a glance."

"Mind reading wouldn't be possible even for mermaids." He sternly replied and Mira saw his pencil digging into the page the longer they conversed. Or, well, the longer she dwelled in the man's presence.

"How would you know that?" He paused again. Hah.

Caught him hook, line and sinker.

"Because- that's an obvious fact." Ota promptly resumed sketching away. At this point she was certain if she took a look at the page he was drawing on, she'd be met with a jumbled mess of scribbles.

This still wasn't working. He was just social distancing from her.

Well, what sort of a mermaid heroine would she be if she just gave up like that? For oceans sake, she's staying at this hotel for a man who bought her from a black market auction and has the potential to save her entire species. Could she have any less resolve?

As tough as nuts may be, they'll all eventually crack under some pressure.

One just needed to be patient and apply that steady, constant pressure to see the results of her hard work.

"To whom is it obvious? For all anyone knows, mermaids could have a sort of technology no human could ever hope to dream of having." She continued, hoping to steal his attention for a little longer. "They could be anything anyone could think of. To some they're goddesses, to some they are monsters...who's to say what's in between those two ends?"

"You talk like you're not a mermaid yourself." He grumbled under his breath.

"That wasn't the answer to my question." She noticed his eyebrow twitch as he willed himself to concentrate on the page in front of him. "Should I repeat it for you?"

"No!" Oh, wow... "I mean...just- be quiet! Can't you see I'm trying to focus?"

And she's finally cracked him.

"...If you wanted to focus, would you be sitting here before me right now?" She leaned forward, rising to her feet and towering over Ota with a fierce, yet an equally neutral gaze as she could muster. His eyes flickered up at her for but a millisecond.

"You knew I was out of the penthouse and would've come around anytime. You also know that the guys might've unexpectadly joined you here sooner or later. Yet you say you're trying to focus, knowing full well that's impossible for you right now."

His eyes finally found hers. She felt him stiffen up again. If she didn't know any better, she might've thought he was afraid of her.

"How many more lies must I have to weasel out of you before I reach the truth?"

[dealerlin]

If you're requests are open I'd love to see some angsty kbtbb, especially w eisuke. Sorry if it's vague I've never requested anything before. Hope you're having a good day :)

okay, i can’t figure out who this is. i’m debating on writing two options: unrequited love, where younger reader is crushing hard on eisuke but he can’t return her love because of both age and he’s just not into her like that. or traumatized reader who has a trauma response to maybe a fight, or something along those lines.

[sophiie2000]

A Past Long Forgotten?

Chapter 16 - The Final Chapter

Words ~ 3141

Disclaimer ~ Characters belong to Voltage Inc

Link to Chapter 15 below ⬇️

⚠️ Warning for sexual content ⚠️

This is the final chapter to A Past Long Forgotten? My first attempt at a multiple chapter fic!

Thanks to those who have read it, I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! ♡

The ticking of the clock filled the silence of Eisuke’s suite. Having changed out of her racy dress and into some joggers and an oversized t-shirt, she made herself comfy on his plush sofa. Her legs crossed and a steaming coffee in her hand.

Upon their return to the hotel, everyone had dispersed, making various excuses for needing to return to their rooms immediately. It was obvious they were being considerate. Allowing Eisuke and MC some time to talk. 

While she was thankful for their consideration, the thought of being alone with Eisuke to discuss them had her feeling nervous.

Uncharacteristically so.

Like she was that seventeen year old girl who was totally besotted with him all over again.

Well, it wasn’t the farthest thing from the truth.

She knew very well she was in love with Eisuke. But having to close those feeling off for the last seven years, the idea of them being brought out again had her heart racing. 

Eisuke sat on the same sofa. Holding an identical cup of coffee. This had a familiar feeling to it. Odd, considering Eisuke and MC hadn’t been a couple for almost a decade. Odd considering all the time they had spent apart.

Yet this felt right.

She could sense his eyes on her. She tried desperately not to acknowledge his look. Not to look back. For should she look back, the comforting silence would be broken, and deeper discussions would fill that silence. 

Why was she so nervous? It was Eisuke, for goodness sake! She had known him since they were kids. Except… he wasn’t just Eisuke anymore… he was THE Eisuke Ichinomiya. The Hotel King. The very Eisuke Ichinomiya, who sat on her agencies blacklist, yet never acted shady enough for them to investigate him too thoroughly. Although spending time with him and on her mission involving Spencer had taught her, he was just very good at covering his tracks.

“MC…” His voice told her she wasn’t going to be lucky enough to avoid this discussion forever. She looked up. Their eyes meeting. “Your eyes really are the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. They always held me captive when we were younger. They drew me straight to you when you came to my hotel before, and even now. I can’t help losing myself in them” He whispered sweetly.

“Eisuke…” She had barely whispered his name.

“Dinner, 7:30pm, every day while you are on your break from missions.” He commanded.

She looked at him in surprise. Dinner? She thought he had wanted to talk?! Reading her facial expressions like a book, Eisuke smirked.

“Look… I haven’t forgotten what I said. I want to talk. But I think we should have that talk once we have spent some time just going on a few dates. I want to hear about what the last seven years have been like for you”.

“Ok! That sounds good!” She smiled. Getting up from the sofa, she started heading towards the kitchen with her cup.

“MC?” Eisuke asked, confused. 

“It’s late, I should be heading back. Don’t tell me… you’re going to miss me that much?” She joked, smiling at his pouting face.

“Stay here, I have a spare suite you can use for the night” Eisuke offered, although it sounded more like a command.

“Sure, thank you Eisuke” She smiled gratefully, knowing if she refused, he would probably tell her she would be staying in his suite instead so he could ensure she was safe.

Satisfied with her response, Eisuke showed her to the spare suite she would be using for the night. Lingering at the door for a moment, Eisuke combed his fingers gently through her locks before pulling his hand away and heading back to his own suite.

Her heart was racing. God, she loved this man. And starting tomorrow night, they would be going on daily dates, getting to know what the other had been up to these last seven years. 

Then… then they would talk.

***

It had been almost 2 weeks of evening dates with Eisuke. Dinners, walks, movies. Eating French, Italian, English, Chinese, and Japanese cuisine. Watching romances, actions, comedies. They had been sweet, romantic date settings.

But not only that, they had talked about so many different things.

She had told Eisuke fully what had happened when she had been kidnapped. How she had found the EAC. How she had been hired. Some of the sort of missions she had been on (hiding the details too confidential to spill). How she had contacted Luke due to injuries and what sort of injuries she had had.

Eisuke told her about his time at university. How he felt when Akira asked him to take over the Ichinomiya Group. When he had developed his first hotel. How he had met the other bidders. The reasons behind the auctions.

They had both discussed how their families were doing. And then other topics, such as dating in the last seven years, reminiscing over school days. Reminiscing over their relationship. 

And with each date, she felt herself falling deeper and deeper in love, all over again, with Eisuke.

Tonight was no different. They were discussing the usual topics. Yet when 10pm came, and they made it back to the hotel, neither wanted to say goodnight like they had done every night previously.

“MC…” Eisuke spoke, his hand combing through her hair. Her eyes meeting his, “Saying goodnight, and going our separate ways each night, it is my least favourite part of the evening” 

“Mine too.” She blushed. She didn’t want to say goodnight and not be falling asleep with him. “Hey Eisuke—”

Yet, just as she went to ask him to stay with her, he interrupted her.

“Come back to my suite with me?” He asked, his voice seductive in her ear.

“I’d like that” She responded without hesitation. Accepting Eisuke’s hand, she followed him up to his suite. 

Eisuke wrapped one arm around her shoulder, encouraging her to snuggle into his side, resting her head upon his shoulder. He rested his head on hers and wrapped his other hand around her own. His fingers ghosting circles across her arm and palm.

“I told you we would talk when we got back. And while I typically am not a man who expresses his emotions to others, I believe I cannot ask you to tell me how you feel, without telling you how I feel. So, I am going to go first… then you, ok?” Eisuke spoke gently to her. She nodded from her place in his arms.

His grip tightened slightly, seeming as though he was nervous. Uncharacteristic of the him he portrayed to others. After taking a calming sip of his coffee and placing down the cup, he began opening up to her. 

“When you disappeared seven years ago, I searched for you every day. I swore I would find you. I locked my heart away until I found you and could return it to you. You had my heart throughout our youth. You were the only one worthy of my heart. I believed that would be the case for always. But no matter how much I searched for you, you were gone. No trace. As if you never existed. I won’t lie to you, over these last seven years, I have had many meaningless nights with various women. Truthfully, it was to fill the void left by you being gone. But no one could fill the void. I was always me, but I felt myself becoming colder and harsher. So, when I saw you again that night at my hotel, in my casino, I felt my heart begin to thaw. I knew it was you, immediately. I have never met anyone with eyes like yours. But you ran. I was hurt but also relieved. You were alive. And if you were alive, it meant I could find you. Finding you showed me that my heart still belonged solely to you. My feelings had not changed in these seven years. MC… not once did I stop loving you. Wanting you. Searching for you. I always have and will continue to love you.”

His words were so deep, meaningful, and words she had never expected to hear from Eisuke. He deserved her respect back, her honesty.

“Eisuke… when I was rescued by the EAC, my first thought was that I hoped you were ok. I wanted to run back to you, but I had this sense that I needed to find the man who I had met, and I wanted to work like he did, saving others. Since I was already gone, it seemed like the perfect opportunity to go. Why come back, just to say goodbye? But the truth was, that was difficult. After I was hired, I had numerous missions, in and around where you were. I tirelessly tried to avoid bumping into you, for if I saw you, I knew I would want to run into your arms. But I couldn’t. I had given up my life. No one could be as close to me as I wanted us to be. So, I stayed away. Always keeping my heart as yours alone. Sure, I had boyfriends here and there. Nothing serious, more just hookups that lasted a few weeks or months. But never once did I find someone I loved, like I loved you. When I had my mission at your hotel, I was nervous to bump into you. So, when I did, and you seemed to recognise me immediately, I had to run. Because I sensed myself falling back into the same feelings from seven years earlier. Then I asked them to transfer me, so I could run from you again. Yet still, you found me. soon I went from wanting to run from you, to wanting you to find me and never let me go. Eisuke, the truth is, I am so madly in love with you that I can’t escape you. I never once stopped loving you, no matter how hard I tried to fight it…”

“That’s the truth?” Eisuke whispered.

“That’s the truth.” She confirmed.

His arms circled around her back, pulling her into his lap. Holding her in place securely by her waist. His eyes searched hers, foreheads pressed together. 

“Be mine again MC. For good, this time” Eisuke whispered, holding up a familiar looking ring. Smiling, MC nodded to him, delighted as he slipped the old promise ring onto her finger. Stealing a deep, all-consuming kiss from her.

That kiss became deeper, and his tongue wetted her lower lip, trying to coax her mouth open, to let him inside. As she let out a slight gasp at the pleasurable sensation rising up inside her, Eisuke wasted no time in sliding his tongue between her slightly parted lips, allowing it to dance with hers. 

Meanwhile, their hands roamed carelessly over one another’s bodies. Tugging away the clothes that rudely separated them. Flinging them away, as if they were unimportant. Eisuke’s eyes, glazed over with his lust and desire, only saw her. She had no doubt; her eyes saw only him. Filled with that same desire.

Eisuke dragged his tongue along her neck, teeth nipping at her most sensitive spots. His hands worked to find her other sensitive spots. One massaging her breast, while the other found purchase between her legs, stroking her inner thigh, deriving a moan from her lips.

MC didn’t like to be the only one receiving pleasure. She was competitive and wanted Eisuke to feel just as much pleasure as he was giving her. So, she allowed her hand to stroke down his chest, teasingly over his hip, before it met his throbbing, hard length. His desire for her was evident in the way it twitched as her hand glided over the bulge. His eyes darkened more as his need for her increased. 

MC allowed herself to rub the tip gently before she began to pump his hard length. Beginning slowly, allowing him to enjoy the pleasurable stimulation she provided. Before finally increasing in speed. She felt Eisuke gasp into her neck. The knowledge that he was enjoying this only spurred her on further.

His fingers made their way into her wet folds, rubbing the sensitive nub, causing her breath to hitch and her body to tremble. God, she wanted him. 

“Eis…uke” She moaned his name, encouraging him to increase his attack. She could feel her body trembling from the pleasure he was inflicting. But it wasn’t enough. She wanted to feel him. She wanted to make love to him. “I need you”. 

“I-I know baby n-nm. I need you too.” He struggled to disguise the groan that escaped him. 

Positioning himself behind her, it wasn’t long before she felt him enter her. She could feel him deep inside. Thrusting hard and fast. Knowing exactly what spots to hit to bring them both maximum pleasures. 

It was virtually impossible to hold back her moans any longer. With each moan, Eisuke seemed to intensify his movements. 

“I-I love you Eisuke” She exclaimed, as she felt her walls tightening around him, before being swept away by her climax. The feel of her coming undone beneath him, aided Eisuke in succumbing to his own release. Groaning as he spilled his seed, continuing to thrust into her prolonging their bliss.

“I love you too, MC” Eisuke said, kissing her forehead once he had recovered from his high.

His lips brushed hers gently, before he kissed the ring which once again sat atop her finger, as if sealing their love in that kiss.

***

A few days later and MCs time off had come to an end. She had returned to headquarters and had been busy with various smaller scale missions since.

A few weeks had now passed since she and Eisuke had rekindled their relationship. He had been messaging her every day, checking in, inviting her to the penthouse if she was free. Unfortunately, fate had not been on their side and she hadn’t seen him since their final date and night together.

Luckily, she had her ring on her finger. A visual representation of his love. A way for her to keep a part of him with her always. She had to cringe at herself. She was in the lovely dovey phase of a relationship, the honeymoon period. The period where she wants to spend all her time with him. this feeling had been foreign to her for the last seven years and so she was slightly surprised at herself.

A text tone drew her attention. Eisuke. 

My suite. 8pm tonight. Stay the night,

One thing that had not changed, despite how sweet he was to her, he was still brusque and demanding as always. MC couldn’t help the giggle that escaped her. Luckily for her, she had a clear schedule tonight, so she would be able to see her boyfriend for the first time in a while. 

Firing off a quick text confirming their plans, she resumed sorting through her mission report to send over to the Boss. 

Evidently, having plans with Eisuke made her work harder and faster, as she had finished well before she normally did when filing her after mission reports. The Boss had a teasing twinkle in his eye when he recognised the same fact. 

Sigh… she really was smitten. 

With that thought in mind, she headed back to her apartment to prepare for visiting Eisuke. 

***

A few hours later and she was inside the elevator heading towards the penthouse. She wasn’t alone, however, as Mamoru too was heading up.

“Haven’t seen ya around recently kid” He spoke nonchalantly, puffing on his cigarette. 

“Yeah, I’ve had a few jobs lately which have kept me busy. You still slacking off?” She couldn’t help but giggle, to which Mamoru granted her a half-hearted scowl.

“To think I’d missed seeing ya face ‘round here, then ya go and say that” He huffed. 

“Aw you missed me, I’m touched.” She joked, still laughing. 

“Saracastic kid” Mamoru replied, but he couldn’t mask the smile on his face.

As the elevator doors opened up to the lounge, Mamoru and MC were still laughing. A fact that brought a possessive thrown to Eisuke’s features. 

“Don’t look at me like that!” MC blurted, as she approached where he sat.

“Hmph looks like you’re having fun” He spoke begrudgingly. Something MC found very amusing.

“Wow, I haven’t seen you in weeks and the first thing you do is moan. Jeez, I missed you too sweetheart.” She rolled her eyes sarcastically. 

Eisuke shot up from his seat. Grabbing her wrist and dragging her from the lounge to his suite. She could hear the bemused laughter of the others behind them as they left.

As soon as they were inside his suite, Eisuke shut his door, crashing his lips onto hers, in a deep, erratic kiss. MC did her best to keep up, responding with equal ferocity. Sighs seeping out between them.

“Of course, I missed you baby” Eisuke said, when he finally broke the kiss. His shy honesty melted her heart, and she smiled brightly at him. He smiled back, albeit exasperatedly, shaking his head. “I’ve got something for you, go wait for me on the sofa.” He commanded, yet his face was gentle.

Obediently, MC sat on the sofa, waiting for him to return. When he did, in his hand sat a small square box. Her heart rate increased, unsure of what was happening.

Taking her hand in his, Eisuke looked her square in the eyes.

“MC… Baby… I’m glad I found you again. I am glad you agreed to be mine again. You mean a great deal to me, and the promise ring I gave you seven years ago showed that I felt all these things then… but it didn’t seem right to use the same one for now. So…” He paused, opening the square box. Inside was a diamond ring, which sparkled brightly in the light. It was gorgeous and MC let out a gasp. “This is a new promise ring. One which I am giving you this time around, now that I promise once again, to love you and cherish you always. This ring is a promise of my love, to you”.

“Eisuke!” A few tears cascaded down her soft cheeks. Her smile bright. “I love you so much! I love it, it is beautiful!” 

Eisuke smiled at her, before once again crashing his lips to hers as he slid the ring onto her ring finger. 

Its glistening symbolising the promise of a bright future, together with her love.

She had tried so desperately to abandon her past, a past that should have been long forgotten. 

But no more would she try to lose him to her past.

He was her past.

But he was also her present.

And her future.