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chao-thicc-hcs · 1 year ago

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Hello good sir, I was wondering if you would take the time out of your day and consider making a headcannon of the TR characters "mikey, izana , sanzu, south" reaction to "there s/o being attacked and beaten for being in a relationship with them"

I would very much appreciate if you made this HC but I do understand if you did not, thanks for indulging me🙏

a/n: it's miss ^^ Sorry for the long wait, I was burn out and tired from work.

↧ next time, for anyone wondering, please specify what timeline you want the characters to be from, especially mikey and sanzu, cuz yk

Their s/o being beaten up because they're in a relationship with them

featuring: bonten!sanzu and mikey; toman!mikey; south terano, izana kurokawa

warning(s): mentions of blood, beating up, reader being hurt, mentions of guns and drugs

n o t p r o o f r e a d !, will be edited in the future.

toman!Mikey↷

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you had a date with Mikey a little bit before a gang meet up, but you were late, something that was VERY unusual of you

he was worried and roamed around the place like a fly without its head

until you came crying to him, bruised and cut all over your body

he froze on the spot and immediately wrapped his hands around you

he was shaking, asking you what happened and all that

you had to calm down and catch your breath before being able to form a coherent sentence about what happened

you were walking to where your little date was going to take place, and a group of gang members cornered you in an alley and started punching you

thankfully, there was a cop nearby who heard your screams and scared away the assaulters

he will be furious, lifting you up and carrying you to the place where you were attacked

asks you to tell him the dudes that attacked you

if you remember correctly and show him who they were, he will start beating them up immediately. He won't care where you are

A cafe? A park? School?? He don't give a damn, he's launching on them like a rottweiler on a piece of meat

after you've successfuly ran away from the cops (if it was a public space) Mikey will take you to his room and start hugging you

He doesn't let go at all. He has his arms wrapped around you while you're laying on him, and groans if you try to move the slightest

very cautious onward. always making sure you're with him or with someone from Toman to protect you just in case

he knew that eventually, he had to face such occasion, but he's not going to let you go - he will make sure to do everything he can to protect you and instill fear in his enemies, so they don't ever touch you

finds the leader of the gang and beats them up heavily, making all the members watch, then he beats them up too

deffo asks you to sleep over for a couple of days so you can calm down and have fresh memories of him hugging you and just loving you

glares at everyone

i'd like to think nobody from Toman knows you're dating, because he is afraid that someone might be a traitor and try to do something to you

and he keeps you even more in secret, making sure you don't even look at any familiar gang faces of Mikey's, but he doesn't dare being sneaky behind your back. you have his heart, after all <3

The boy was hugging you under the dim lights of his room. It was already 8pm, and you were too tired to even bother going to your own home. The past events left both of you shaken, especially Mikey, who held you tight in his arms, as if you were about to slip away from his embrace.

He knew there will be more occasions like these, and that he had to protect you. Looking at your relaxed expression, his gaze softened, and his calloused hand gently stroked your cheek, then brushed your hair with his fingers.

-I promise to protect you with everything I've got, even if that means I have to sacrifice myself.-he muttered to himself, placing a peck on your forehead.

bonten!Mikey↷

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sitting on his chair in the gloomy office, lit only by a fucking hanging light that barely even illuminated anything, he was contemplating his life choices

his peaceful thought process was ceased by sanzu, who was carrying you in his arms bridal style, barging inside the office

"boss, someone attacked y/n. i managed to save them before it's too late."

mikey abruptly got out of the chair and rushed to you, pushing sanzu away and holding you close to him

asks you over and over again how you're feeling, his voice shaky and his eyes wide

he'd immediately place you on his lap on the chair and order the members to try and find them

you'd spend the rest of the evening snuggled on his lap, and he won't let you go

always, a l w a y s sends someone by your side when you go outside

he wants these bastards' blood to seep into the carpets, floors and even curtains of his office

he'd fucking torture them in his own office, savouring every single moment and even recording their screams to play on an mp3 or sth

most of the time, he'd coax you into spending the entire day with him and not go outside, especially when there aren't any Bonten members available to accompany you

he'd definitely try and teach you self defense, though

he'd also contemplate breaking up with you for the sake of your own health, because he KNOWS this will happen again in the future, and you might even end up dead

in the end he can't let go of you and decides to fight until the end

might take a whole week off just to stay in his apartment with you, eating the meals you prepare him and talking with you on the balcony

Chilly breeze sent shivers down your body. The night was young, the bustling streets of the city and the neon lights of the nearby clubs illuminated your faces with different colors. Mikey's gaze was fixated on you, or more precisely - your face. There were still quite a decent amount of scars and bruises on it, making his heart shatter.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when Mikey placed his hand on your lower back, the other one gently massaging your arm, pulling you in for a kiss. Without overthinking it, you returned the kiss, your arms gently placed on his shoulders.

-Nothing is ever going to separate us, my love. No matter how many of them attack, I will always be your shield.

Izana↷

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boy oh boy

izana is usually always with you, no matter where you go. he'd either glue himself to you or not see you all day

anyways on one particular evening while going to the convenience store, you were cornered and ganged on by a group of hoodlums who seemed to have not so good intentions with you

thankfully, you always told izana where you went, since danger lurks everywhere, especially because you're stuck with him

since you were not replying to his messages for too long, he wasted no second and rushed to the said store

you were hugging yourself as various other people were around you, trying to calm you down. he pushed them all away and started interrogating you (affectionately)

izana is posessive, and he will always keep you under his surveillance and won't let you go anywhere without him

if you manage to give him clear explanation who the dudes were, he'd visit their homes and beat them up with their parents one by one

takes you everywhere with him, including meetings with Tenjiku, fights, or simple hang outs

treats you like a royalty though - buys you new clothes, buys you food and etc.

a very good listener. can listen to you ramble about random stuff all day and does so, if it means it will make you feel better

treats your wounds himself, he has some decent knowledge in this aspect, at least

often takes you on rooftop dates

he basically forces you to live with him, but it's okay because he's spoiling you and you never lift a finger <3

writes songs about you and plays them on his guitar (he can't sing that well but he tries and you like it).

buys new fish for his tank and names them after both of you

Watching the fish in the tank, you were deep in thought as the two fishes Izana got for both of you move alongside each other, as if they're fallen deeply into the hazy clouds of love.

A sudden melody shot you awake from the daydream, whipping your head to see your boyfriend sitting on the couch playing his guitar, gesturing you to sit next to him. You do so and embark yourself into the melody he's performing, swaying your body left and right.

-I will never let this happen to you, again.-his voice echoed through the room as he strummed his final note.

bonten!Sanzu↷

being the fucking ass he is, he got "high" once again and accidentally got lost

actually, you lost him

you began searching every nook and alleyway, until a group of people recognized you and began ganging up on you

luckily, sanzu was near and heard your screams, and even in his drugged state, he launched himself at them and first beat them up, then blowed their brains out in front of you

you were covered in blood, and the fucker just whistled and began carrying you bridal style to your shared home

behind the walls of your own room he breaks down and starts searching your body for any bruises, cuts or wounds. Frantically asks you questions and holds you close to him

will not let you leave your shared home until he feels like it is safe

he's paranoid as hell and oftentimes expects someone to barge inside your home and hurt you again, so he's gonna patrol the home like a guard dog

always makes excuses to go with you in places. "Uh, I ah- I need a new shampoo!" "Oh, I just wanted to choose the tomatoes today!" and shit he usually would never do

Watches you in your sleep, deffo

when he prepares for work, he always leaves a small note with "take care" written on it

asks mikey to let him clock out sooner until his paranoia fades away

takes you on night rides, but the fucker has a terrible driving tactic and always makes stupid mistakes (not serious but enough to make your stomach drop)

Parking his car in a random empty parking lot, Sanzu caressed your thigh gently, fiddling with the hem of your shorts, drawing circles on your thighs, or even slightly tickling you.

Sanzu looked into your eyes like you were a renaissance painting, completely mesmerized by how perfectly the car lights illuminated your features and how immaculately your hair fell in front of your face, so much so he wasn't capable of resisting the urge to kiss and touch you on the spot.

-I will never let anyone tarnish my angel again.-Sanzu's voice was low and sensual, as his hands traversed your neck and collarbone.

South↷

you had a fight with him and stormed off your shared apartment, tears urging to escape your eyes

you knew it was risky, but fights with south are always ugly and tormenting, so you decided i'd be best for you to calm yourself down before facing him again

you visited your favourite spot where you frist met him, but unbeknowst to you - there was a surprise waiting there

south couldn't sit straight, especially after letting you go out alone in this late hour

he knew you always visited this particular place when you were upset, and thank god he arrived there on time

the last thing you remembered is him throwing the dudes into a tree and swinging them around like they were some potato sacks

you woke up in your shared apartment yet again, with south's back facing you

the hospital was far away, and he tried to take care of you alone

thankfully you weren't hurt too bad

from that day on, south kept his mouth shut more often, not daring to say anything that might upset you even the slightest and cause you to storm off the apartment alone yet again

he seemed more affectionate than usual, always carrying you around the house like royalty and insisting on doing all the chores instead

makes you bubble baths and does your hair care/body care routine for you

sings for you (it's canon he's the no 1 best singer), especially your favorite songs while he dances with you around the apartment

submerges you in gifts as an apology for causing you to get beaten up

he's feels extremely guilty, but he's not good with words, so you're stuck with him gift-giving you

Laying under the huge pile of toys South had bought for you to cuddle when he isn't around, inhaling the scent of one of his T-shirts that you were wearing - the anticipation of your lover to come back home and hold you was growing stronger and stronger.

The sun rays illuminating the room and hitting your body overwhelmed you, and you felt yourself slowly drifting into slumber, cuddling a pink bear that held a heart with South's name sewn onto it.

-Where darkness first beckoned me.-South's voice was deep and gentle, singing the lyrics of one of your favorite songs while gently brushing your hair.

the song he sang is ''into the void'' by twin tribes, chosen because it is one of my favorites

©chao-thicc-hcs; reblogs are deeply appreciated.

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mchlgayser · 2 years ago

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𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 ft south terano

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: He is annoying. He follows you around and keep asking you out. You hate him, he is violent and harsh but despite it all, you try out a challenge.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff / ✮

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: minor languages

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: I've seen somebody blogging about how they want this kind of topic with South so I just had to do it, now that I'm in a good mood (kind of). Happy reading xoxo

Annoying grunts escape his lip upon hearing your same usual reply 'Tell me why do you keep saying no to me?' He persists and you roll your eyes at him 'Do I need to tell you the reason? I just don't like you.' You close your bag and leave him on the spot.

That guy's name is South. A random guy you met months back during your work hour - Actually, you met him the day before beating the heck out of someone. Ever since then he's been bothering you and keeps asking you out, on a date. But for one obvious reason, you declined every time.

You hate violence, in any form doesn't matter but you hate it, with all your guts and South is just violent and vicious.

You speed-walk to the bus stop upon hearing him irritatingly calls out for you. You screech on your steps hearing him holler at you.

'Stop following me.' You demand, and he chortles 'Why not? I want to date you.' You shake your head at the remark and run inside the bus once it stops.

You sigh in relief that he didn't manage to get inside, you see him yell for you to get back making you slightly laugh.

Somehow, you find him funny

The next day is just how you want it to be, no South and his annoyingly loud bike. You're serving food and beverages for the customers just perfectly but when your shift is about to end, the door chimes and he came. Of course, he cannot easily disappear.

'What do you want?' You deadpanned, one hand over your midsection, and giving him a knowing look 'Relax, gorgeous. I'm here as a customer.' He looks up from you to the menu board 'I'll have your most requested drink.' You type in his orders and give him the receipt along with the changes 'We'll serve you in a minute.' You give him one forceful smile as you watch him leave to his seat.

'South Terano!' You calls out and be glad that there are no customers occupied inside or that you'll scare them away by saying the infamous Rokuhara Tandai leader's name.

He takes the drink and gives it to you back 'And I give you that as your admirer.' He winks before he left the shop, whistling a tune.

You stare at the drink feeling flustered to your neck, you gasp putting the drink down and slapping yourself on the face multiple times 'Get yourself together, you idiot.' Once your shift ended, you left your workplace along with the drink.

A familiar bike entered your vision, South on the side of the road offering you a helmet 'Hop on, and I'll give you a ride.' You dismissed him right away 'No I'm fine.' You started to walk again but he stubbornly follow you behind closely 'Come on, don't be like that gorgeous, I'm tryna be nice here!:

You stop on your track yet again and glance at him 'I said that I am fine and please, stop being so nice. It doesn't suit you, at all.' He laughs watching you leave but still tailing behind like a puppy.

Once you reached the gate of your house, you finally turn your back on him again 'You can leave now, I think?' He smiles at you 'I'm still hoping we can go home together tomorrow, don't ya think?' You immediately said no.

'Just stop bothering me, South.' For a wink, you could see a glimpse of hurt in his expression but he shook it away 'You said my name.' You stayed quiet and he chuckles before he leaves the spot.

The last few weeks are you stressing over the tall giant about how he always insists on fetching you home but yet again, gets rejected? Today is no different, he'll follow around you with his bike until you made it safely to your house 'You know, you don't have to do all of this right? I'm fine.' You inform but he shrugs 'Who knows, one day you might change your heart and let me send you.'

You scoff and look away 'You really should stop bothering me.' The following words he said almost make your eyes fall out of their sockets 'Okay,' Did you hear that right? He agreed!

He waves at you before resounding his engine and fled away.

You stare at the spot he was at earlier before you went inside your house 'I'm home!' Silence. Of course, it's gonna be like this all the time anyway. Your parents are out for work leaving you alone in the house, to yourself.

You eat your dinner which is an instant noodle and a can of milk before you tread upstairs to your room to do work and fall asleep for school.

It's two days since you told South to leave you alone - he did. Two days and no sign of the gigantic male. No more of his annoyingly loud voice, his roaring bike, his sweet nothings when he spoke to you, or his quick remarks. A part of you is relieved that he's no longer here to bother with your work but another part of you feels empty. His loud noise used to fill your quiet surrounding but now it's gone back to square one.

A chime on the door jolted you up from your seat but it wasn't him. It was an old lady with a toddler. They ordered your cafe's most requested drink and now it makes you think of him, again.

How he bought this drink just to give it to you.

You serve them and after an hour they left, you let out a sigh of frustration and pack your stuff realizing that it's almost time to wrap up. The bell chimes one last time for the day 'I'm sorry but we're closing.'

'Oh, I'm not here to order.' The familiar voice almost makes you drop your belongings, and as you turn around you met with him. He's looking at you with his usual wide grin. 'Long time no see, gorgeous.' You almost smile at him but instead you scoff 'Yeah, as if.' He laughs at you 'I see the shop is shutting down. Going home?' You look down for a moment before nodding 'Yes, why?' You hope he would ask and he did.

'Cool, mind I send you off?' You get your bag and left the store, locking it 'I'll take that as a Yes.' He give you the helmet 'What about you?' He shrugs 'I don't need it.' He leap on his bike first with you following suit.

'Hold on tight,' You look at him, one brow forward 'What you mean-' He speed up the bike so suddenly that you almost flew from your place.

'Oh, my God!' You exclaim loudly, hands instinctively around his waistline hugging him tightly 'Slow the fuck down!' You yell and slap his chest multiple times but he laughs instead

The proximity between you two allows you to feel the vibration eliciting through his body once he laughs. You keep hugging - even tighter than before that your head about to bump against the back of his shoulder.

The ride home wasn't long and he finally stops. You dismounted from the bike took off the helmet and fix your hair 'Let me,' He messed up your hair making you hiss but he shush you before he gently put it back in its place and smiled 'There!' You glance at the mirror and smile to yourself 'Thanks,' You give him back his helmet and you stayed there not knowing what to say 'I'll go!'

He holds your hand with a smile on his face 'Come on, do you think I did it for free?' Your eyes widen making him laugh for the nth time of the day - night.

'What do you want?' Eyebrows cocking together as you wait for him to speak up 'Go on a date with me.' He casually said making you jump on your place 'Seriously?' He shrugs

You look between him and the road, contemplating. You give yourself an extended breath before you answer him 'Okay,' Well, it's not bad to try, was it?

He looks at you with his usual grin 'Great! I'll pick you up tomorrow!' He started his bike and waved off at you as you duplicate.

You rush inside your house feeling yourself hot all over. You did it. You are going on a date with South! A guy you hated - supposedly.

The next morning, you woke up early - extra early to choose your dress, not exactly a dress but a fit to wear. South did mention that this date is unlike the usual romantic date people have, he did say that he'll stroll around the city and go to his apartment. You disagree thinking of the possible worst ideas but he dismisses them. He said that he wants to show you something, something he's passionate about other than fighting. So you eventually agreed to it

You put your hair in two low buns and did some makeup to adore your face. After that, you put on the fit and lastly put on your New Balance sneaker.

It was nearly 3 when South picked you up but unlike the usual, he came with his bike but without the helmet per your request not to mess your hair up. You mount the bike behind him, adjusting it in place, and hug his waist before he started the engine and sped off.

You two ride around the city stopping by different places for food. He bought you ice cream, a soda drink, and fish-shaped taiyakis.

You two would sit by the road eating your lightt snacks before continuing with the strolling date.

It was almost five when he stopped at a house. It was big and similar to yours but maybe bigger. He turns off his bike before he hops off his bike and helps you on with it too.

You two strut inside his house to his room. It was quite big but it's dimmed. The room is painted in a dark navy blue color and it is spacious. The only thing inside is his bed, a walk-in closet if that counts, and an old piano.

He ushers you to follow him as he pulls out a wooden stool and sits on it offering you to sit beside him. His hand gently stroked the soundboards 'It's been a while!' He laughs pressing on one of the random keys before he aligns his hands on the boards.

'Hear closely.' He plays a tune, a gently melodic tune. It was vague and fast but it was calming too. His harsh but gentle pressing on the boards as he keeps playing the tune with his eyes closed and mouth gaping into a smile.

You watch him intensely but at the same paying attention to the melody. It sounds, tragic. After some point he stops playing and chortles once more 'That turns out very bad, isn't it?' You look at him still impressed by his performance 'That was - Decent. I don't know much about music nor classic instrument like this but I could tell that it was beautiful.' He grins at you giving you a pet on the head before he rejoins the piano playing yet another one.

You watch but after some time your gazes fall somewhere inside his room. His room is dark and clouded over. If depression is room, it would be like his but that one corner caught your attention. That one place where a rack is, placed right above the bed and a line of stuffed animals is neatly on it.

You almost couldn't believe it! This gigantic male over here, whom you - the civilians around here know as the brutal and vicious leader of the underground delinquent gang, Rokuhara Tandai is passionate about classical music and instruments, very skillful too but not only he also got bunch of cute stuffed animals and plushies as well?!

You laugh to yourself at the thought

Maybe he wasn't so bad himself.

You continued watching him play to the last and clap your hands once he was done. He turns over to you bowing as he laughs loudly 'I am so fucking cool!' He confessed 'Get over yourself!' You deadpanned making him snort.

You look back at him and the plushies feeling yourself smirking at the idea of exposing him 'Whatever you are thinking, I don't like it!' He honestly said before moving out of the room and you follow 'You are so cute having all the stuffed animals inside your room, who would know that you are such a baby, South!' He looks at you with wide eyes and pretends a scary stare making you, even more, worked out, and ended up laughing once more.

'Such a cutie!' You pinch his cheek, 'Says the one who had to tiptoe to reach my face!'

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buccini555 · 1 year ago

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☆༄ 𝑺𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒐 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 ☆༄

(He's a baby! I love the fact that he represents my country Brazil because he was born in Rio de Janeiro ♡)

✰ Terano isn't good with "traditional" romanticism, he just has a way of showing affection and love for you.

✰ He writes you some songs, poems and rhymes, always related to how much he loves the sparkle in your eyes.

✰ Whenever he can, he gives you maximum attention, when he's not busy with gangs, he's always by your side.

✰ He loves giving you gifts, gold chains, rings, designer clothes or anything else you want.

✰ Compliments abound for you, the highest fills you with optimistic words, always praising your intelligence, your companionship and fidelity.

✰ South feels bad for not being able to give you as much attention as you deserve, but he prefers to keep you away from the life he lives, since he believes that someone like you doesn't deserve to live everything he lives.

✰ He got you a diamond studded pendant for your birthday, plus he threw you a big party, just like he did on your dating anniversary, he really enjoys celebrating with you.

✰ He is overprotective, he is not jealous, because he trusts you completely, however, he is afraid that someone wanted to harm you, so he takes very good care of you.

✰ He made a tribute to you, a tattoo on his arm, he is very proud of that drawing.

✰ Terano takes you around Rio de Janeiro sometimes, on the most beautiful beaches, or places he used to spend his childhood, he shows you everything he knows.

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alicegokugirl · 2 years ago

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A Brawler's Melody (one shot drable)

pairing - south terano x gender neutral!reader

warning - nsfw // minors dni // rough sex // oral sex

author's note - i was really inspired by the piano in south's room. the mention to chopin was only because that's my favourite classic music song.

The music he played with your bodies.

He could be rough. He could soft. He could be attentive or dismissive.

Winter, Autumn, Spring, Summer. All the four seasons of Vivaldi's violin concertos.

And now that he was playing 'Winter' on the piano he was reminiscent of the times when he was as harsh to you as the season was to the world.

Your legs were shaking were shaking around his waist, rendered useless by the force of your orgasm. He didn't stop his aggressive pace, pulling three more from you until he came inside. When the haze from his own high cleared from his brain, he noticed all the bruises on your passed out body. South was sure that nothing this beautiful could ever come from the low-lives he got to beat up.

Moving to 'Autumn', South thought about when sex started to be more than that. From quick fucks to one hour of something that started to seem more and more like love-making.

A scene of a forgotten movie had been drowned by the sounds of your moans as he fingered you. His unoccupied arm kept one of your legs opened as you rested your back against his wide chest. He remembered feeling surprised how you got that wet just from prep. And with each call, with each night you spent in his bed twitching with pleasure, he tried getting you more wet than last time.

It was a time of transition much as the title of the composition he was now finishing.

Once the melody of 'Spring' started coming from the piano, another memory emerged.

He was in denial about liking you at the time. He remembered being conflicted about getting on his knees to eat you out but he couldn't say no. No matter how much his general appearance painted him as an unshakeable man, he's walls were melting to the new warm presence in his life.

He had been rough with his movements, growling against your hole, being as messy as possible. Angry at the thought of falling for you but nevertheless crashing in strong.

He was getting addicted.

Now that 'Summer' had started, music that could only be described as 'exciting' filled the room.

You rode him so well. Your hips moved with confidence, your hole was tight and squeezing him deliciously. You'd tease him sometimes, reducing the speed or changing the rhythm suddenly.

Bellow you, he moaned. Finally comfortable enough to show you some kind of vulnerability and not feeling ashamed about it.

He was hot and overwhelmed, he had been feeling on the edge the moment you had stepped into his apartment and a sense of urgency had his emotions on a grip ever since.

The urgency to make you cum. The urgency to make himself cum. The urgency for that one moment when he was not yet rational enough to stop himself from hugging you and kiss you... or telling you that he loved you.

Summer was the time of living to the full extent of life. For South that reminded him when he finally gave love a chance.

As the last key was played, South looked at you, napping away surrounded by his collection of plushies.

A constant, familiar sight by now.

And so Nocturne Op.9: No 2 by Chopin could be heard.

The music your love played.

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randomborderlander · 10 months ago

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HAPPY SOUTH DAYYY

On this day south Minami Terano was born 😎

#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev headcanons #tokyo rev x reader #south terano #tokyo rev x you

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bubble4u · 2 years ago

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Tonight is date night with you and south

Contents: fem reader, alcohol consumption, sexual flirting, betting, I thinks there's cuss words, mentions of poly relationships, taunting

South x fem reader

Going off south being a singer info lol

This is the song reader is singing

You just wanted a quiet night out with your partner.

With taiju being busy with another restaurant opening and mitsuya in Paris for fashion week, south was the only one with time to spare for you, you weren’t upset honestly you’ve haven’t had a lot of time with the blonde especially with his mma matches and training taking up most of his weekends and mornings you’re excited what south had planned for you two.

What you didn’t expect was to be in a mini dive bar sharing a table with some of his buddies you’ve met before and their dates and south doing what he does best. Wakasa shook his head ordering another round of drinks for the table while benkei shouts the lyrics with south as he belts out on the microphone. It’s south 4th song on stage for karaoke Night and clearly according to the crowds reaction they’re not wanting him to stop anytime soon. You didn’t enjoy singing in a crowd let alone in front of other patrons with alcohol involved. You sat there taking sips of your now 3rd vodka cranberry, the waitress drops by passing out shots of tequila that wakasa had ordered, you eyed the liquid nervously much as you liked a drink or two especially on a night out shots give you flash backs of your younger years downing tiny glass after tiny glass with no care of what was in it, but you also remember throwing up and passing out not remembering how you got home the next day.

Wakasa saw your reluctance and patted your back “don’t worry when south comes back he’ll drink it for you” you gave him a slight offended look but you bit your tongue cause you know he’s 99% right. South finished his song and the rest of bar patrons cheered some asking for another songs he chuckled “ naaaaahhh let someone else have another turn huh? Any takers?” He pointed to several people who shook their heads. Benkei smirked “hey what about y/n!?” you’re eyes went wide wakasa chuckled at your reaction “y/n?” south eyed you smirking “naaaaah you know she won’t do it she’s too scared” you glared at south cause you know what he’s doing “ACTUALLY she complained coming here now something about wanting a quiet time blah blah”.

You kept your glare on south you’re not falling for his taunts , “as a matter a fact I can bet you $100 she won’t come up here” benkei and few others slightly chuckled. Wakasa felt you step up eyeing your actions you sat down your jacket on your stool, kept your gaze on south while taking the shot of tequila that was sitting in front you, feeling that burn you remember down your throat you sat the shot glass down and still maintaining eye contact with south “make it 2” .

Everyone cheered for you as the beginning of the song comes on you let down your hair, fixing your boobs so more cleavage would show and hiking up your skirt to show off more leg, you grabbed the mic

"How can I put this in a way so as not to offend or unnerve”

you winked at south and pointed directly at him that got the crowd even more rowdy

“There's a rumor goin' all round that you ain't been gettin' served. They say that you ain't you know what In baby who knows how long”

with a sudden burst of courage you dropped to your knees showing just a peek of your underwear the sudden exposure of the flimsy material of your underwear was enough to draw the attention of the other guests. Like a moth to a flame, multiple sets of eyes were glued to your moving figure.

“Gett off, 23 positions in a one night stand”

The alcohol coursing through your body giving you enough courage to be free, you’re next move surprised south, intriguing him as he cradles his drink in his palms.

“Gett off, I'll only call you after if you say I can”.

Your movement was everything but languid, like you had done this before much to everyone’s surprise bringing your mic to your lips, you give a dangerous smirk while you roll your hips almost perfectly with the rhythm of the song.

“Gett off, let a woman be a woman and a man be a man”

There’s a blush that’s forming on south’s face, and he isn’t sure if it’s from the alchohol, or your performance but it’s not like he’s complaining. Like a witch that had just performed a spell, your movement had entranced him completely not caring who sees him ogling you with carnal desire. He wanted you, no he needed you, and at this exact moment.

You hopped off the stage swaying your hips as you walked , sauntering up to the table. He doesn’t take his eyes off your figure even when you’re making your way behind him, running a single manicured nail across his shoulders. With the same hand you grab him by the collar of his shirt microphone still close to your lips.

“gett off if you want to baby here I am”

#Spotify #tokyo revengers #south terano #reader x south #reader x south terano #tokyo revengers x y/n #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers south #south x reader #south terano x you #south terano x reader

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effetsecndaires · 9 months ago

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— 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐫𝐞𝐯 𝐦𝐞𝐧 (+ 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐮) + 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬. (𝟑)

➺ INCLUDES: south terano, shinichiro sano, keizo arashi (benkei), takeomi akashi, mitsuya takashi, senju kawaragi (all of legal age, timeskip or bonten) x fem!reader

➺ CONTENT WARNING | this post contains explicit porn links!! you may need to have a twitter account or change your privacy settings to be able to see them. Please do not interact if you are under 18.

➺ NOTE | i’ll be taking a break from twitter links after this one. I want to focus on actual writing rather than straight up porn lol

SOUTH.

If there's one thing South loves more than pounding your pussy, it's shoving his cock down your throat. He’ll have you laying on your back with your head hanging off the side of the bed, his cock stuffed deep inside your throat. He’ll wrap his hand around the large bulge and jerk it before withdrawing just long enough to let you breathe, quickly going back to pushing himself all the way down your throat, watching as you swallow him down effortlessly.

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BENKEI.

Benkei is always so gentle with you. Because of this, you’d think morning sex with him would also be gentle; soft whispers exchanged in each other’s mouths while he gently pushes his cock into you, his hand on your clit helping you reach your climax faster. While this scenario does happen, it doesn't always go the way you think it will. Most times when he's been awake for longer than you have - he'll have you laying down on your belly, one of your legs dangling off the bed as he takes you from behind, your face buried deep into the pillow to muffle your moans, fists twisting the sheets. His hands grip onto your hips and the plump skin of your ass as he chases his high, each thrust bringing the two of you closer to your limit.

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SHINICHIRO.

Days where Shin has the house to himself are rare, but when he does, the two of you always make the most of it. Those days usually consist of cuddling, making out, and, well, lots of sex. It's the only time when you can be as loud as you want — and most importantly your only opportunity to fuck whenever and wherever you want. You’ll be preparing breakfast in the morning and Shin will have you pressed against the counter before you can even begin to light the stove, his hands pushing your skirt up so he can bury his face between your thighs, starting his day with his favorite breakfast.

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TAKEOMI.

This man will lose his fucking mind if you give him head, especially if you do it out of nowhere while the two of you are relaxing in bed or watching a movie on the couch. It’ll start with you palming him over his sweatpants, teasing him just long enough to get him hot and bothered, his mind becoming too cloudy to focus on anything outside of you. He’ll lift himself up and push his pants down to his thighs, your lips immediately wrapping around his thick cock, sucking and stroking what doesn't fit in your mouth.

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MITSUYA.

Mitsuya much prefers giving rather than receiving, which is why he always insists on eating you out before fucking you. You don’t even have to return the favor — he doesn't need it. Don't get me wrong, he does enjoy getting head and he obviously won't refuse a blowjob when you offer him one, but watching you moan and squirm as he coaxes orgasm after orgasm out of you has to be his favorite sight in the world. All he wants is to make you feel good, his hands resting on your ass as you circle your hips and hump his face, pushing his tongue deeper and fucking yourself on it as you sit on his pretty face.

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SENJU.

Senju eats you out so good, it’s almost embarrassing how quickly she manages to break you into a moaning mess and pull multiple orgasms out of you with just her tongue. She knows exactly what you like, what to do and where to focus in order to get a specific reaction out of you or have you pull her hair just a bit tighter — your moans like music to her ears as she devours you.

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#tokyo revengers x reader #x fem reader #tokyo revengers smut #takeomi akashi smut #takeomi akashi x reader #senju kawaragi smut #shinichiro sano x reader #shinichiro smut #benkei smut #benkei x reader #south terano smut #south terano x reader #mitsuya takashi x reader #takashi mitsuya x reader #mitsuya smut

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melovelydove · 2 years ago

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Stuck in the Middle

Taiju Shiba x Reader x South Terano

A/N: I love both of these men, even tho I know I'm not to, but what can I say, I love me some big strong men (and big strong women but that is beside the pont)

Purple=Both

South=Green

Taiju=Blue

Pink=You

Warning: Smut, Threesome, Fluff, Arguing/Fighting(the guys do), Blood, Cuddles, Daddy kink, Pet names(princess, kitten, etc.), and Cursing

Living with 2 men who were really tall and strong was a bit difficult. South being 7 ft and Tajiu being 6,5 was kinda difficult and them being in different gangs made it a bit more of a problem because it was hard for them to get along half of the time.

You had meant South on the day you were doing a bit of grocery shopping with your mom and spotted him staring at a shelf of (Your favorite snack) and you were to scared to ask him to move because of his terrifying hight so you waited. When South finally moved out the way you smiled and immediately went to the shelf and tried to reach for them but unfortunately they were on the top shelf so you tried to stand on the bottom shelf to grab them and as you grabbed them, you slipped and was falling. You closed your eyes waiting for the impact of the ground only to feel a par of arms under you. You opened your eyes and see South staring down at you. You had immediately got up from him and bowed. "T-thank you!" , He continued to stare at you before smiling a bit, "no problem, I'm South or Minami Terano..", you were shocked a bit before blushing from the way he stood over you. You smiled back, "(Y-Y/N) (L/N)".

Now when you met Taiju it wasn't at all this peaceful. You were literally just minding your business and you turn the corner to see a group of guys on the ground and one getting the SHIT beat out of him by Taiju. You had froze up at the scene in front of you. "U-um...". He looks over and drops the guy he was holding. "Shit...Tch.". You look up at the man and he began to walk towards you and once he was near you, he stood over you. "What.", "N-nothing..", He continued to stare down at you before grabbing out his phone and handing it to you. "Huh?!", "Your number, give it to me", before typing your number into his phone, "I'm Taiju. You?", You bite your lip a bit not knowing if you should give him your name, "I'm (Y/n).."

Ever since those days they have just been following you around like 2 huge angry looking dogs protecting their toy, although half of the time they dont get along.

Today was odd, you woke up as usual to do your daily routine:

Get up

Shower and brush you teeth

Get dessed

Eat breakfast

Watch tv

Then wait a while till you had to go to work

But to was different, it was... Quite?

By now your show would have interrupted by the sound of 2 loud voices and banging on the door at the same time every day but it's wasn't. Which you were grateful for till seconds later, there it was, the sounds of yelling from 2 of the tallest men you ever met. As you got up and opened the door you were greeted by Taiju pushing South and South pulling Taiju's hair. "Oh my god! Can the 2 of you please try and get along!", You go inside leaving the door open. "Oh princess I'm sorry, this BASTURD just won't fuck off". "YOU PIECE OF SH-", "AHHHHH Shut up!! Is there any way you can actually get along?", they look at each other, "Tch." They look away from each other. "Hell no." South walks to the couch and sits down, legs open wide, man strading with his arms swing behind the sofa, as Taiju leans on the wall.

"Is there anything you both like that you can use to help you get along?"

That was the line that got you into this mess.

Sandwich between the 2 men on the couch with only your underwear on and them in only their boxers.

Taiju under you, laying on his back with you and South between his legs and his mouth pressed up against your breast with your nipple being played with by his tongue.

South right behide you grinding his dick against your ass with his hands on your hips.

"A-Ahh South! Taiju! H-hold on wait a min- Ahh! Stop i-it!~" You moaned out as Taiju grinded his fingers against your clothed clit with a smirk plastered on his face.

"Just relax" Taiju spoke before placing a large hand again your breast, "I can promise you it's gonna feel nice and good, we will try our best not to hurt you" He chuckles before kissing you and South begins kissing your shoulder.

"We're gonna take good care of you" South spoke up.

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers south #tokyo revengers taiju #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers taiju shiba #taiju shiba #south terano x reader #south terano #taiju shiba x reader #tokyo rev smut #terano south x reader #terano south x reader x taiju shiba

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dzvelinaskebiyars · 6 months ago

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masterlist:

South Terano☆

Sweet Tyranny

South bf headcanons

Your Instagram while dating South Terano

Kokonoi Hajime☆

Bf headcanons

Your Instagram while dating Kokonoi Hajime

Random idea for @narcjsistx

Haitani Brothers☆

Haitanis little sister

Bf Ran headcanons

Rindou trying to make you jealous

Lover boy Rindou

Ran headcanons

Your Instagram while dating Ran Haitani

Gamer Rindou x needy reader

Rindou with a guitarist gf

Have you ever thought how easy it would be for us to end the other one?

Your Instagram while dating Rindou Haitani

Ryusei Sato☆

RyuseixBaji's cousin

Reader gives Ryusei her scarf

Kazutora Hanemiya☆

Brother Kazutora headcanons

Husband Kazutora headcanons

Kazutora and gangster reader

Your Instagram while dating Kazutora Hanemiya

Kazutora & platonic!reader angst

Chifuyu Matsuno☆

Bf Chifuyu headcanons

Foreign reader

German reader

Takashi Mitsuya☆

Bf Mitsuya headcanons

Foreign reader

Auntie reader?

German reader

Mitsuya and Dancer Reader

As father

Baji Keisuke☆

Big Brother Baji headcanons

Big Bro Baji headcanons 2

Baji oneshot:confession

Bf Baji headcanons

Baji x Venezuelan Japanese reader

Foreign reader

Baji in love

Your Instagram while dating Baji Keisuke

"Get close to Baji's gf" he said...

Baji with Argentinian girl who plays guitar

Baji x rock guitarist reader

German reader

Izana Kurokawa☆

Bf Izana headcanons

Izana x bratty sick reader

Living together with Izana

Izana x Tenjiku Reader angst

Your Instagram while dating Izana Kurokawa

Manjiro Sano☆

Foreign reader

Mikey x female Bengali reader

Too busy

Your Instagram while dating Manjiro Sano

Mikey x ADHD reader

Have you ever thought how easy it would be for us to end the other one?

The Fall Of Icarus

As father

Taiju Shiba☆

Bf headcanons

Dark intimating x sunshine

Taiju with a reader who gives him long nicknames

Taiju x Yuzuha's bsf reader

Shinichiro Sano☆

Pathetic bf x cool gf

Shuji Hanma☆

Hanma bf headcanons

Your Instagram while dating Hanma Shuji

Sanzu Haruchiyo☆

Sanzu oneshot

Draken☆

Draken bf headcanons

Draken x Misa Reader angst

As father

Takemichi Hanagaki☆

Takemichi as a big brother to hyperfem!reader

As father

Kawata twins☆

Your Instagram while dating Nahoya/Souya Kawata

Wakasa Imaushi☆

Young!Wakasa boyfriend headcanons

Kakucho:

Have you ever thought how easy it would be for us to end the other one?

Tenjiku on the beach with Reader

Bonten and y/n at casino

Tokyo rev boys at the early stage of relationship

Foreign Reader, Hanma & Kisaki

Korean reader x TR boys

Fanfic Recommendations

#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #request #requests #masterlist #Tr masterlist

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mochiswifey · 2 years ago

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SOUTH’S ROOM & His possible trauma.

Don’t interrupt him he’s feeling something.

I feel like Wakui expressed South’s childhood trauma here. His room shows that he has teddy bears beside his bed. Those who have childhood trauma and those who feel like they didn’t had a childhood buys stuffed toys as soon as they have money to do so and I feel so sorry for South but I also feel relief that he has money now.

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sirthisisa-wendys · 2 years ago

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I just had a great idea! I want to know how South, Mikey, Hanma, Rindou, Takeomi and Ran would react if their partner asks them to help them remove the menstrual cup since it got stuck! 😅❤️

OH BOI

Stuck Cups: South Terano/ Manjiro Sano/Shuji Hanma/Rindou Haitani/Takeomi Akashi/Ran Haitani x Fem!Reader

wc: 927

tw: blood!

masterlist

South would be the type to be confused. Very confused.

"Why is there a cup inside of you?"

"Because... my period?" South stands in front of you, angling his head to the side. "Can you just help me get it out?"

"You stuck a whole cup inside of you... to catch your period blood."

"A menstrual cup!" you shout, irritated. "Just help me! Stick your pointer finger and your thumb up there to pull it out."

"I don't know how you..." South grunts, getting on his knees and putting his fingers together. "Why would you even stick a shot glass up in your vagina?"

"So you can say vagina, and you know what that word means, but you don't know what 'menstrual' means." South unceremoniously puts his fingers inside of you, and when he feels the stuck cup, he frowns.

"What do I do now?"

"Fucking pinch it closed and pull it out." South does as you ask, and when he sees his blood-covered fingers, he grimaces.

"Don't put that back up there. That's gross."

"Fuck you." You take the cup from his hands and go to the sink, washing the cup out as South thinks long and hard about what he's just discovered.

Mikey is the type to not help. At all.

"My menstrual cup is stuck!"

"Oh," Mikey mutters, flipping the pages of the magazine in his lap as he sits on the couch. "Sorry to hear that."

"It's stuck in my vagina," you add, leaning over and trying to pluck it out.

"Just wait for it to fall out. Or just wait until you pee. It'll come out then, yeah?"

You stand in the bathroom, squinting your eyes and thinking of ways to murder your boyfriend after you get the cup out.

Shuji isn't helpful, either. But at least he'll try.

"Could get some pliers," he calls out, looking under the kitchen sink. "Might work."

"Fuck," you shout, grumbling to yourself about how useless your boyfriend is, even though he claims to be trying.

"Maybe you could just--" Shuji appears in the doorway, grinning with a monkey wrench in hand.

"You're fucking insane," you gripe, but Shuji just advances on you with a strange look in his eye. "No! Get that thing away from me!"

"You want the cup out or not?"

"Fingers only!" You push at him, but Shuji just laughs, pulling you closer.

"Come on, babe; necessity is the mother of invention!"

"I cannot believe you just quoted Plato."

"Did I?" Shuji pauses, thinking. "I read it one of Kisaki's books."

"You can read?" Shuji chuckles, holding up the wrench again.

"Yeah, and I can get a cup out of your butt!"

Rindou is very useful. He knows a thing or two. Sort of.

"Okay, I got my gloves on." Rindou kneels and turns the flashlight upward, aiming at your--

"A flashlight?"

"I need to see," Rindou mutters, inhaling deeply. "Alright. I'm going in."

"You sound like you're about to discover Atlantis." Rindou is silent, holding your walls apart with his fingers. "Well?"

"Yeah, it's stuck. This might be one for the professionals."

"Babe," you whine. "Just get it out of me, please!"

Rindou shakes his head grimly. "Baby, it's really stuck." Teas come to your eyes, and you lean back in the seat.

"I don't want to go to the hospital for this! It'll be so embarrassing!"

"I'm sure they've seen it plenty of times," Rindou reassures you softly, still looking inside of you. Your hands fly to your face as you moan, feeling the heat work up your body at the thought of someone other than Rindou or your gynecologist seeing inside of your vagina.

"Hey, don't cry..."

"Easy for you to say," you sniff, wiping at your eyes. "You're not the one with a menstrual cup stuck inside of you."

"Well, neither are you." You pull your hands away and glare at Rindou, who's holding your menstrual cup between his fingers.

"How did you--"

"Came right out," he chuckles. "You didn't feel it?"

"No," you snap, frowning deeply. "Why didn't you say something?"

"Just like seeing you get all worked up," Rindou admits, smirking. You reach out to smack him, but he deftly dodges your rebuke.

"That's not funny!"

Takeomi has a ton of experience with this. He's the hero of the bunch.

"Yeah, it's pretty stuck," Takeomi mumbles, pulling his fingers free. "I'm gonna go back in one more time." He does just as he says and looks off into the distance, fishing around with his fingers as he looks for the rim of the cup.

"Got it."

Takeomi pushes the cup down and out while you grimace, your toes curling painfully. "Ow, ow, ow..."

"Just relax," your husband coos, shaking his head. "Almost out." It finally pops free into the toilet bowl, and Takeomi reaches in and plucks it out.

"Hm." He inspects the cup curiously, then chucks it into the trashcan. "Gotta get you a better size." He proceeds to wash his hands thoroughly, then takes a towel and runs it under warm water.

"Hurt pretty bad, huh?" Takeomi wonders, wiping you clean of any traces of blood.

"Yeah..." you whimper, and his green eyes soften.

"Come on. I'll get you a heating pad and something to drink before I go out and get you a new one."

"How do you know my size?" Takeomi helps you up and throws you a cheeky grin.

"I can just buy all the sizes and see if my dick fits."

Ran is asleep.

That's it. That's the post.

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #ran haitani #rindou haitani x reader #ran haitani x reader #rindou haitani #takeomi akashi x reader #takeomi akashi #south terano x reader #south terano #manjiro sano x reader #manjiro sano #shuji hanma x reader #shuji hanma

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xaeethebaee · 2 years ago

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The Light in his Dark World

Minors DNI! 18+ Folks ONLY!

Synopsis: You're relentlessly pursued by the infamous blood-thirsty gangster by the name of South Terano, and you cannot figure out why he's so smitten by you.

Black Reader x South Terano

A/n: A while back, I did reblog a post and the OP explained they want to see a story like this, and I volunteered. This is my first time writing for South. Actually, it is my first time writing a slow-burn fanfic so let me know how it was. @sukunasbabymama Sorry it took so long.

Word Count: 7,270

Warnings: Mentions of brutal violence

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Rokuhara. An infamous bar located deep in the slums of Rio De Janeiro. On the outside, it looks like the typical run-down shack adorned with rusted shutters and somewhat rotted wooden door frames. That is not the case upon closer inspection of the establishment. Almost every night, many people are drawn to its walls, and it is not because of the cheap beer and sexy bartenders. Once getting past those flimsy entrance doors, and down the derelict stairs that seemingly lead into a dark abyss, a whole new world has been opened up.

Over a hundred Rio De Janeiro residents gather around where the real fun is happening. A makeshift boxing ring lay as the centerpiece of the basement. Spotlights shine down on it, illuminating dried-up blood stains on the material and a pair of violent men trading harsh blows with one another. Rokuhara hosts one of Brazil's most intense underground fight clubs and this is where you begrudgingly call your place of employment.

There is not much opportunity to flourish in your poverty and crime-stricken city, and being from a financially struggling family, moving somewhere else was not a feasible option. You’re essentially making the best out of your unfortunate home life though you find that serving bottles of liquor to drunk men who enjoy watching other men beat each other to a pulp is a much better job than selling your body as a prostitute which is also a common practice here. Also, the tips you earn are a lot more than anyone could imagine which does allow you to live slightly more comfortably than many other people in your area and have savings for when you eventually decide to call somewhere else home.

Essentially, every night between 10 pm and 5 am, you witness brawls between different gangsters from hoods across Rio and even other parts of Brazil. Your primary purpose is to prepare and serve drinks to the rowdy guests during these optimal hours and tonight is no different. Men and women alike crowd around the ring, yelling obscenities, and betting hundreds - sometimes even thousands - of Brazilian reals on the fighters. It is not the kind of environment you enjoy being in and seeing these unsavory individuals take pleasure in this savagery causes you to lose more and more faith in humanity. Again, you press forward as there are not many options.

After placing the bottle of beer on your tray, you way through the thick crowd of patrons and towards a small flight of stairs. It’s a relatively quaint platform that’s only reserved for the VIP guests of the establishment. VIP guests often include unsavory business Mongols, gang leaders, cartel bosses, and in this particular case, a man with a spine-chilling reputation as being the most brutal fighter of Brazil’s underground world.

For the most part, the patrons and fighters are all faceless and that even includes the regulars for Rokuhara; however, this particular individual is different. You know him all too well. Because of his massive height, he easily dwarfs everyone he comes across which adds to his intimidating aura. Although reluctant, you put on a brave smile as you approached the scary man, who is sitting quietly as he observes an ongoing fight. You vaguely make out a smug smile on his face while he leans back in his leather chair with his long legs manspreading, obviously entertained by the violence before him.

You can hear your heartbeat pumping in your ears once you’ve arrived at his table. Nervously, you set the bottle of beer down next to him, attempting to avoid eye contact with him.

“Here’s your drink, sir.” You muster out.

Quickly, you turn your heel and begin to walk away, but you did not get to make it far when you feel your arm being grabbed, preventing you from leaving. Looking down, you notice a large hand wrapped around your arm, though it was not tight enough to cause you any pain.

“What did I say about the formality, sweetheart?”

His deep voice sent shivers down your spine as you slowly turn around to face him. What you see is the man’s piercing yellow round eyes and his grin that is now being directed at you. He has blonde hair that is being kept in a bun and despite wearing a white button-down shirt, his Brazilian tribal tattoo design sticks out from the rightmost side of his chest and runs up his neck. It is not surprising that many people shake in fear when they are in the presence of this man. Sighing, you gently try freeing your arm from his grip.

“I’m working right now.”

You mumble but the man nonetheless heard your soft voice. He can see the uncertainty in your eyes therefore he hesitantly lets go of you.

“I told you this before. You don’t have to be so scared around me.”

He says with a tone of voice that contradicts his outward appearance. You can hear the gentleness in his deep voice in addition to slight concern. You’re still not at much ease as you are fully aware of what this man is capable of.

It is not the first time you have come face-to-face with him. In fact, you see him almost all the time either in Rokuhara as one of the fighters or in the streets of Rio De Janeiro taking on gangs of hoodlums. Each and every single violent encounter with this man always lead to someone being fatally or mortally wounded by him. His strength and violent streak easily triumph over everyone he comes across, and he is even not above murder if it means he keeps his dominion over others.

Despite your many encounters with him over time, you somehow end up unscathed. On the contrary, you are often on the receiving end of the man’s rare instance of friendliness. You’re still unsure why you seem to get special treatment from him especially since you know that he knows you aren’t fond of people like him. You’re seemingly the perfect victim for him to play around with and destroy but in reality, the man treats you almost as if you’re a porcelain doll. You can’t even recall a time when the man has even said something mean to you.

“I am working, South.”

You repeat, this time uttering his name with a bold expression. Your assertiveness is felt by the man named South who just takes a sip from the beer bottle you brought him. After feeling refreshed from the sip, he just nods and then says with the same gentle tone:

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” You quickly follow up.

Once again, you try leaving him to his drink, but what he says next stops you in your track.

“So have you decided on going out with me?”

An audible sigh past your lips before you swallow some of your fear. You turn back around to look South back in the eye.

“You asked me that at least five times this week.” You point out.

“Yeah, I know.”

Although you were anxious, you still proceeded to reject him in the friendliest way.

“I told you before. I am not looking for a relationship right now.”

South goes quiet, momentarily thinking over your response as well as his future response. There is no doubt in your mind that he is going to say that he understands how you feel and then reiterate his eagerness to take you out on a date. This has been the norm for the last few encounters you two had, and just as you predicted, he states:

“I get it. You don’t wanna date a guy like me who kills people for fun. It’s just you’ve been the only light in my dark world, and I can’t miss out on losing that light. I wanna keep you safe and happy, sweetheart.”

Desperation laces his tone; however, you’re unfazed by it. It is no secret to either of you that you find this man absolutely terrifying. You actually witnessed him at his most violent, and he knew you were there.

The sight of him punching a man’s face until it became a bloody pile of mush still haunts your mind, and South had the nerve to rationalize it by stating the man had ill intentions for you. You can’t deny that it was clear you were about to be attacked by the creepy man and South did come to your rescue but that does not change the fact that you saw the blatant enjoyment on his face. South claims he wants to keep you happy, but murdering people in your presence is certainly not how he should go about it. You’re mildly annoyed by his insistence but it obviously does not overshadow the fear you harbor for him. South can see it in your face. He can see you shaking with anxiety before you realized it yourself.

“South, I-”

You start to speak but a sudden uproar of cheering cuts you off. You’re then reminded of the environment you are in, seeing the crowd of people screaming and yelling as the match has reached its conclusion. South momentarily gets distracted when the winner gets announced, which gives you the perfect opportunity to slip away. He immediately noticed your retreat but just decides to take another sip from his beer.

You return to the bar to take a deep breath. For a moment, you did not realize that a group of people was waiting to place their order with you. One older man just clears his throat to get your attention.

“Ma’am?”

He calls for you though it was unusually quiet. Looking up, you see the faces of the people and you resume your work.

“Oh! I’m so sorry everyone! I’ll be more than happy to assist.”

You put on a brave face before proceeding with your duties as a bartender. You tried your best to fulfill each order promptly, but with the state that you are in and the time crunch you are on, it was inevitable that you made mistake after mistake after mistake. Though you are quick to fix these mistakes, no one bothered to mention them to you. You’re fully aware of how irritable people can get when their orders aren’t correct or when service is slow, so you expected someone to call you out. It did not happen, however.

Rio De Janeiro is a massive city but when it comes to infamous people like South Terano, words about them travel fast amongst the communities. That means your encounters with him are no secret. People noticed how differently his demeanor has changed when he is around you. Even a blind man can see how soft he is when it comes to you, and after everyone heard about him killing a man just to protect you, an unspoken rule was established. No matter what, nobody is allowed to bring any harm to you whether it be physical or emotional.

You did not realize just how much influence South has over your life. You’re off-limits for any and everyone, despite not having a single violent bone in your body you’re just as feared, and you unknowingly have dominance. It’s the reason why you can work in such a violent environment without so much as a single threat being thrown at you. In the eyes of the residents of Rio, you are South’s girl therefore you are being treated as such.

It took several minutes but you’ve finally finished fulfilling everyone’s orders and even made a sizable tip in the process. You take a moment to catch your breath, leaning on the bar counter and reflecting on your interactions with South. You know how dangerous he is. He’s a ferocious man who takes every opportunity to fight and kill. Not to mention his short temper which causes him to lash out at anyone who provokes him, but somehow, you’re his soft spot. You’re someone who brought light to his dark world but how? Where did these feelings for you come from? You nearly strain yourself trying to figure out why South is so smitten by you.

“Ma’am? May I have another bottle of Guinness?”

The same quiet man from earlier asks you, although he was nervous. Sitting up and presenting him with a smile.

“Of course!”

You answer back, grabbing another bottle of the requested drink from the refrigerator. After handing it to the man, you suddenly make a realization.

“That was the drink South ordered when we first met.” You think to yourself with a sigh.

Even before you two officially met, South’s name has already been circling around. Even before seeing his face for the first time, you knew just how dangerous this man is and when you two met, you felt your veins run icy cold.

You explicitly remember being behind the bar, cleaning up the dirty wine glasses. This night was any typical night with the rowdy patrons yelling obscenities at the fighters before them. It is a sound that you were starting to get used to since starting your job as a bartender. Almost immediately, everything went silent, and the atmosphere changed entirely, and you’re initially confused.

That is until you peer up and immediately see a massive man making his way to the boxing ring. He has a wide grin on his face as if he is thoroughly entertained by the fear that is radiating throughout the room. No one bothered to say anything as this man takes off his shirt, revealing his toned upper body and tribal tattoo. He indeed needed no introduction.

He stands opposite another man who presents a cocky smile on his face. Everyone is silent, too terrified to utter a single thing. You’ve heard countless stories about the destruction and chaos this man has caused since he was a child. South Terano: a name that strikes fear in the hearts of many and you’re no different. You had every reason to be afraid of him.

Finally seeing him in person feels like your nightmare has come true even though you should’ve expected that he’d make an appearance eventually. You do work at an underground fight club after all and all South does is fight so it was inevitable that he’ll show up. Too stunned to steady your breathing and shaking hand, you failed to realize the glass you were holding is starting to slowly slip from your grip.

Nevertheless, you watch as the fighters begin stretching as they prepare for their upcoming match. South’s grin never falters as he cracks his neck and due to the silent room, you heard every bit of the popping sound. With bloodlust in his eyes, he heaves out a breathy chuckle before stating with an amused tone:

“This is gonna be fun. You’re gonna regret challenging m--”

He’s suddenly interrupted by the sound of glass shattering on the floor. All eyes are on you as you stand motionless and embarrassed. The man’s grin dropped a bit upon seeing you struggle to gather your words to formulate a sentence.

“Sorry!”

You quickly shout before hurrying to a nearby broom. With the room still silent, everyone - including South - can hear your frantic sweeping. As soon as you’re finished sweeping up the broken glass, you’ve used the dustpan to take it over to the trashcan. Quickly, you opened the lid of the trash can before discarding the glass into it. Throughout all of that, the room was still silent save for the sounds of you cleaning up the mess.

Looking back up, you’re still the center of attention. The onlookers have fearful expressions on their faces while South remains to have his grin, amused by what he just witnessed. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, you just give an awkward thumbs-up before announcing:

“I’m finished!”

After that, you back away into a corner in shame which allows the match to officially begin.

Both fighters get into position and in no time, the referee signals for the match to begin with the sound of his whistle. Hastily, South’s opponent rushes to him and despite the obviously massive height difference, the man nonetheless reaches high enough to punch South in the face. The hit; however, only felt like a light touch to the large man who just laughs.

“Try again weak shit!” He taunts with laughter.

The smaller opponent grunts and then takes the opportunity to punch South again, this time on his abs but that hit was proven futile as well. In shock, he looks up only to find South’s prominent grin peering back at him. The man realized his mistake too late once the bigger opponent leans forward.

“My turn.” He simply says.

Before he knew it, he feels a punch that is equal to the strength of Hercules. That punch shatters his facial bones, resulting in the man stumbling backward and falling onto the cold and bloody floor.

“That’s it? You just wasted my fucking time!”

He yells before stomping the unconscious man’s chest, no doubt breaking his ribs and damaging his internal organs. A horror-stricken gasp escapes your lips due to witnessing his brutal savagery. That gasp did not go unnoticed by South who looks directly at you with the same amused grin.

“Did that scare you, sweetheart?” He directs his taunting to you.

You can feel the hairs on the back of your neck stand up as the terrifying fighter walks out of the ring and through the crowd of people. In no time, he’s at your bar, looking down at you as if you’re his prey.

“I asked you a question.” he reminds you.

Taking in a deep breath you respond sheepishly:

“Yes.”

“Don’t be scared. I won’t bite.”

South says as he reaches out to run his fingers through your hair. On impulse, you back away before his hand could make contact with you. You can hear audible gasps from the crowd when you rejected his advance. You can see the grin on his face drop ever so slightly, convincing you that it is your time to die.

The scary man just leans forward, resting his elbows on the counter as he checks out your body. He notices the way you nervously stand while also shaking like a scared puppy. Additionally, he notices your uniform perfectly accentuating your curves and the way your melanated skin glows from the basement lighting. Your e/c eyes look back at his yellow ones, nearly enchanting him.

“What’s your name?” He asks.

You think about his question for a few seconds, caught off guard by his sudden cordialness.

“Y/n.” You reluctantly answer.

“Cute.”

He simply says, showing a very subtle spark in his eye like he just realized something. The man just smiles more before requesting a drink.

“Guinness.”

Although you’re plagued with fear, you comply with his request. Immediately, you grab a bottle of the drink and hand it to him with a nervous smile.

“Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.” You muster out.

Everyone is still looking in complete shock at you two’s interaction.

Thinking back on that day, you even noticed that he was nice to you then. You think to yourself when did South actually start to have a crush on you, and you’re having a hard time understanding why. You live a very unremarkable life, you cannot think of many special skills you possess, and you don’t think you’re the prettiest girl in the world - let alone the city.

So what made him so infatuated with you? Are you the only girl he pursues? Why won’t he give up his pursuit? So many questions in so little time. You’re stressing yourself with all the overthinking, so you decided to take another deep breath, purging your mind so you can relax for once tonight.

That brief moment of relaxation did not last long, however. The noise from the crowd seizes almost instantaneously and the tension rises once again. At this point, you are already aware of who has decided to approach your bar without even looking up from your spot.

“Sweetheart?”

His voice pierces your eardrum like a spear. You can feel his presence getting stronger and his footsteps getting louder as he goes through the crowd of scared people. With the help of his long legs, he reached your bar in no time. The people that were already sitting there immediately scurried away as if they were roaches when the light has been turned on. Just like when you two first met, the onlookers watch - some in fear while others with intrigue - your upcoming interaction with South Terano.

The very large man leans on the countertop, resting his elbows as he watches you hurry to the refrigerator to grab yet another bottle of Guinness. Swiftly, you set the beer down in front of him without bothering to acknowledge his presence.

“Sweetheart?” He repeats while cracking open the bottle. “Look at me.”

He demands softly, but you remain stubborn, adamant that maybe if you ignore him long enough, he’ll leave you alone. South’s stubbornness, on the other hand, is more potent than yours. His unwavering pursuit for you will not stop even if you don’t speak to him for the rest of your life, and you are fully aware of this. He’s a patient man indeed as he just sits and waits for you to finally give him a response. Your tenacity soon starts to falter after several minutes of dead silence. South is still leaning on the countertop as he finishes the bottle of beer.

“The end of your shift is approaching isn’t it?”

He asks, prompting you to look at the nearby digital clock. It’s just a few minutes away from hitting 5 am, thus you take the time to start cleaning. You’ve made sure to clean your entire bar except for one particular spot. The man just lets out a chuckle once he sees that you finally noticed his empty beer bottle and your reluctance to approach him.

Finally, you decided now or never to reach for his bottle, but that was the moment South took his opportunity to make his move. In a move too fast to back away from, South grabbed your arm and pulled you slightly closer to him. You released a surprised gasp upon the sudden movement. Shocked and terrified, you freeze up as you look up to see South’s soft expression.

“Just one date. It’s all that I ask for.”

“No.”

You quickly answer; however, that isn’t enough to discourage the strong man. He just squeezes your arm slightly harder than usual, prompting you to feel more petrified. Through a shaking tone, you muster out:

“I-I-I told y-you. Not interested in a r-relationship.”

At that moment, you did not realize tears are starting to roll down your cheek. You’re scared of this man, of course, but you’re feeling a slew of conflicting emotions at the same time. In spite of knowing everything about this man, there is a part of you that is very intrigued by him. That feeling of intrigue is also accompanied by attraction as the man before you is very easy on the eyes. It’s those feelings in addition to your fear that got your mind in a swirl. Now that he’s much closer than you are comfortable with, you are only able to ask one simple question.

“Why do you want to be with me so badly?” You ask with a cracking voice.

Seeing your emotional state, South uses his free hand to gently caress your cheek while simultaneously wiping the flowing tears.

“I told you already. You’re my light. You were the only person who gave me comfort.”

Confused by his answer, you shake your head in denial.

“All I-I did was tell you I wasn’t….interested.”

“Is that all you think you did for me?”

He asks you with a facial expression that tells you that he is unconvinced. You search through every facet of your mind trying to figure out what South means but the only things that come up are all the times you rejected his advances.

“You seriously don’t remember, do you?” He asks.

“Remember what?”

The man lets go of your arm, breathing out a disappointed sigh. For the first time, you can visibly see his grin drop from his face. Leaning up, South puts his hands in his pockets before he starts walking towards the flight of stairs essentially leaving alone at the bar.

“I’ll be waiting outside for you when you’re finished. Don’t try to escape.”

He demands, sending shivers down your and everyone’s spines. You only got to see South when he’s enjoying his life but now this is a mood from him that is completely unfamiliar. The terror within you goes nuclear because of it. You can feel the pitiful eyes being directed at you as you finish closing your bar.

Once finished, you take off your apron and hung it up on a nearby hook. You take in a deep breath before releasing it slowly in an attempt to calm your firing nerves. Anxiously, you walk toward the stairs feeling every single eye of the people on you. Turning around, everyone just gives you a sad nod, convinced that this is their last time seeing you alive and well. Seeing their reactions gave you no comfort whatsoever; however, you nonetheless ascend up the flimsy wooden stairs and into the raggedy above-ground shack.

Almost immediately, you see the extremely tall man waiting just outside for you. Having no other choice, you press forward through the entrance and out into the humid world to face Brazil’s most dangerous man. It’s still relatively silent as you notice him slowly getting on the motorcycle that has been behind him.

“Get on.”

He says to you however you stand there confused as you’re trying to process the odd request. You can see the annoyance in his eyes while he breathes out a sigh. Quickly, he grabs your arm again but he is very careful not to hurt you. South guides you to the vehicle and has you sitting in front of him.

“W-Where are you taking me?” You ask softly.

“My place.” He simply responds with a rougher tone than usual.

That answer made you feel more fear in your bones therefore you try getting off the motorcycle. Immediately, you’re stopped when South cages you in with his large arms as he grabs the handles, engulfing you with his massive body. You did not have time to process what is going on or even register his body heat when the vehicle turns on. The motorcycle revs, scaring you into being completely still.

“Hold on to my hands and stay still.”

He commands and since he is so close to you, you can feel the vibrations in his chest and abdomen due to his deep voice. Nevertheless, you comply as you’re afraid to make him more pissed off and you do not want to fall off the vehicle.

South gently accelerates and the vehicle moves though, he is mindful of the speed he’s going in. Therefore, he goes at a leisurely pace as you two traverse through the littered and cracked streets of the slums. You’re as comfortable as you can get while having a firm hold on the man’s hands, noticing just how large he is compared to you.

Though it is still dark outside, you can still see your poverty-stricken community. Houses are ransacked - some are even destroyed, graffiti line the stone walls of the buildings, and trash litter the streets. With you only spending most of your time either at your apartment or at the bar, you forget just how rundown your community is. Seeing that makes you feel sad.

That’s just from the appearance. Crime plagues your city. It is so bad that Rio De Janeiro persistently shows up as one of the world’s most dangerous cities by many different news organizations. One of the biggest perpetrators of the violence that is rampant is the man who you’re currently riding through the city with. That same man who spent a considerable amount of time trying to get you to go on a date with him. Well, he finally got his wish as you’re both on your way to his place.

You’re nervous to see what his living situation is like. You can imagine a large compound that is surrounded by his followers, a foul stench of death lingering in the air, and piles of trash thrown about. To your surprise, you see the downtown district come into your view. Lights from the bustling city and its skyscrapers leave you in awe once you’re reminded that not all of Rio is the slums. As a matter of fact, it’s one of the most beautiful cities in the world that boasts terrific nightlife and is home to many stunning beaches. It’s too bad the city’s natural beauty and rich culture are overshadowed by violence.

South continues to drive the motorcycle towards the downtown area, leaving you more perplexed and nervous, knowing the downtown area is typically home to more wealthy individuals. You want to question the man about where exactly is his home located, but the words are stuck in your throat.

Besides the loud revving of the motorcycle, there is still an awkward silence between you two. No doubt, there is a slew of things South Terano wants to say right about now, and you’re no different. Instead of speaking, you continue to gawk at the sheer difference between the downtown area and the area you call home. Poverty isn’t around every corner and the streets are significantly clearer.

Soon enough, you start to feel the vehicle decelerate as you two arrive at a high-rise building at the epicenter of the city. South turns into an underground gated parking and after inputting a code into the security panel, the large metal gate opens up. Inside are numerous high-end vehicles lining the parking lot, and South goes to a designated spot next to a massive black SUV. The man parks his motorcycle in front of and perpendicular to the vehicle before turning off the engine.

“Follow me.”

He says, getting off while simultaneously grabbing your hand, interlocking fingers with it. The sudden and intimate move catches you off guard momentarily which is the reason why you did not utter a single word as you’re escorted to an elevator. South puts the same code into another security panel and before you know it, the doors closed and you can feel the elevator ascending up the building.

Again, silence as you two stand in the somewhat cramped space with the only thing preventing you from hearing your pounding heartbeat was the classical music playing from the speakers. Though, that did not stop you from vaguely noticing the much larger man subtly moving his head in the same rhythm as the piano melody.

Deciding not to think much of it, you are caught off guard when the elevator stops at one of the highest floors of the massive building. As soon as it stops, the metal doors open up to reveal a long hallway. Casually and while still holding your hand, South walks, and after he passes by a few doors, he stops at one with a prominent 906 on it. After putting in the same code one last time, a clicking sound was heard letting both of you know that the door has been unlocked.

Entering, you’re immediately greeted by the most beautiful and luxurious apartment that you could ever imagine. Expensive furniture is throughout while stunning paintings adorn the perfectly painted walls and there is a massive piano towards the corner of the living space. All of that is also complimented by a large window that gives a magnificent view of Rio De Janeiro. You’re so in awe with the place that you did not notice South letting go of your hand. He just watches with a soft smile on his face as you continue to admire the apartment.

“Like it?” He asks.

Slowly, you turn to him. Your fear has simmered down somewhat which means you finally have enough courage to speak full sentences to him.

“It’s beautiful. This is really your place?” You asked with curiosity.

South chuckles at the sparkle in your eyes.

“Yes. It is. Being a gangster has its perks.”

Hearing those words quickly made you think of the worst. You imagine the malevolent things this man could’ve done to get such a beautiful place. How many people did he have to step over and kill for him to live in such luxury?

“Sweetheart, I signed the lease just like any other person.”

Almost like he read your mind, South just chuckles after giving that brief explanation. It did not do much to settle your nerves enough especially after it finally dawns on you that you’re completely alone with South - the very man you’ve been horrified of for a long time. Unsure of what to do, you just stand in the middle of the living room while holding yourself.

“Sweetheart, I-”

He starts to speak but is quickly cut off by you.

“What are you gonna do to me?” You ask.

“Nothing.”

He says while approaching you. Not wanting to be too close to him, you just back away but you’re once again reminded of South’s long and quick arm. Gently, he grabs your shoulder before taking you over to the couch. Your mind goes haywire as you think of what he could be planning. If he chooses to have his way with you, you know that there is not anything you can do about that as he’ll easily overpower you. So instead of trying to fight a battle that you have already lost, you do not try altogether, figuring it’s better than being brutally killed.

Sitting you down, the man just smiles making a breath get caught in your throat. He’s still sensing your fear, so he just softly caresses your cheek again. For some odd reason, the action calmed you down slightly as you’re reminded of just how gentle he is with you. Just as quickly, he removed his hand and then he goes to grab the seat that is in front of his piano before placing it in front of you. That allows him to sit, letting him appear less threatening.

“I’m still really fucking pissed at you.” He suddenly says, completely catching you off guard.

“Why? What did I do?”

Your question comes out a bit shaky although it is clear that you are unknowingly becoming more comfortable in South’s presence.

“You still haven’t realized why I want you so bad, huh?”

He crosses his arms.

“I can’t imagine there’s anything about me that you’d like.”

“Really?”

His questioning is accompanied by a raised eyebrow and the same facial expression from earlier returns. You start to feel a cold sweat break out from the compromising position you are in and the fact that you’re still confused about what South is referring to.

“Think harder, sweetheart.”

He tells you and once again you try very hard to come up with a sufficient answer as to why he’s so smitten by you. Of course, there is no luck. Nothing. Absolutely nothing comes to mind. Feeling defeated, you shake your head, afraid of disappointing South again.

“I don’t know.” You muster out through your cracking voice.

“You’re the light to my dark world.”

He gives a slight hint but it still leaves you with more questions than potential answers.

“How when all I ever do is reject you because of how terrifying you are?”

South lets out another chuckle, confusing you even more. You’re wondering why hasn’t he lashed out after so many attempts to get you to answer his question.

“You have shit memory.”

His chuckle turns into a full-blown laugh, at this point. Seeing your confused expression as well as your attempts to find the answer has left him thoroughly entertained. You, on the other hand, are still feeling confused and now that he’s laughing in your face, you also start to feel irritated.

“Did you bring me all the way here just to pick on me?”

You ask him, and it was enough to simmer down his laughing fit just enough so he can provide an answer.

“No, sweetheart. I brought you here as part of our date.”

“This is a weird date, South.”

He lets out one final chuckle before returning to his serious expression. Doing that essentially caused the entire mood to change significantly. Grabbing your hand and rubbing his thumb over it, he asks you:

“You seriously don’t remember?”

“Remember what?”

The room falls silent and the only thing you hear is the man before you heaving out a sigh. Suddenly, he stands up while letting go of your hand. Your eyes follow his movement as he just walks away and towards the hallway of the apartment. You’re left completely alone, unsure if you should use the opportunity to leave or wait for South to come back.

You opted for the latter option, so you sat patiently as you twiddle your thumbs. You have no idea what to expect once he returns as there are so many possibilities. One final time, you try digging into your memory to at least find something that may be related to what South is talking about but once again, your mind draws a blank. Giving up, you just look over in the direction he went in, anticipating his return.

A few minutes later and you can hear his heavy footsteps getting louder meaning he’s coming back to you. What you did not expect was for him to be holding an object in his hand. Sitting back in the chair in front of you, he presents you with the object, which turns out to be a stuffed animal. A ping of familiarity sparks in your brain as you reach for it.

“It looks familiar, right?”

He asks, allowing you to hold it. You wasted no time examining the plushie, feeling slight nostalgia for your childhood. While doing so, you answer his question.

“Yea. I used to have one just like this when I was a kid. I named him Bubbles, and I remember Bubbles had my name stitched on the bottom of his foot…”

You pause once you look at the bottom of the stuffed animal’s foot. To your surprise, you see ‘Y/N’ threaded neatly.

“…just like that.”

It is silent momentarily as you try to process the fact that you are holding your childhood stuffed animal. Although you had many, Bubbles was your favorite as he brought you comfort.

“Where did you get him?” you ask South.

“You gave him to me a long time ago.”

Your body freezes up upon hearing his response. You gave Bubbles away many years ago and you remember that moment so vividly.

“I remember giving him away to a crying kid who just lost his mother.”

You follow up with your response as you think back to that day many years ago. You remember seeing a crying child who was upset about his bedridden mother dying. You remember offering Bubbles to him stating that the stuffed animal always helped you when you were upset. You remember the moment when that kid gave you a soft smile upon being comforted by you. You remember seeing that kid’s eyes, and despite being red and puffy from crying, you can see the yellow irises. Thinking about it now, those eyes look eerily familiar to the orbs of the man sitting in front of you now. Looking up, you see South staring back at you, and you finally notice those very same eyes.

“You remember now, sweetheart? Now you see what I mean when I say you are the light in my dark world?” he asks you.

For the first time since being in South’s presence, you smile.

“You were the only person who’s ever been kind to me. Not even the man who became my father figure brought me the level of comfort that you did. I couldn’t forget what you’ve done for me, and I’ve always wanted to properly thank you for it.”

“South, I-I am sorry for not remembering, but why did you keep him throughout all these years?”

You ask him as you’re confused about him holding onto a stuffed animal. You found that to be odd considering the kind of man he is. Nobody would expect a dangerous gangster who takes pleasure in fighting and killing would keep a teddy bear that was given to him by a stranger when he was a child. So again, why would he do it?

“So I’ll never forget you. Plus, I have plenty more in my bedroom. You were right, stuffed animals are comforting.”

He responds though you see red dusting his cheeks and the tips of his ears. Despite feeling embarrassed about his collection of plushies, South stares deep into your e/c eyes, finally getting lost in them. Everything goes silent once the tension between you two rises, and you’re unsure about how you should feel.

“South?”

You breathe out however, you barely had enough to process the man leaning forward. In no time, he presses his lips against yours and never in a million years did you ever think his lips would be so soft. The revelation and the sudden action made you forget about everything this man has done, and the kiss sent sparks throughout your entire body. Almost immediately, your hands found their way to his broad shoulders, touching him for the very first time.

Although you still fear him, you can’t help but admire him at the same time. In addition to being a very attractive man, you have to admit that he has also been the only person to show you kindness. Despite his murderous antics, you somehow feel safer with him than with any other person in the city as you know he would never hurt you. It took you this long to finally come to terms with that.

With the kiss getting deeper, you can feel your body heating up and South feels the same. Though it is difficult, he quickly separates from you, resisting the urge to ravage you on the couch. Instead, he opts for the slower approach, holding his hand out to you.

“Consider this as us making things official.” He chuckles.

You smile as well before setting Bubbles down on the couch. Without hesitation, you accept South’s hand standing up and quickly going onto his lap. Your face rests comfortably on his chest as his arms wrap around your much smaller body, engulfing you.

“Now that you’re finally mine, I want you to stay with me. I want to keep my light.” He says, rocking you back and forth slightly.

“I’m still scared of you.” You reply.

“I know but I promise I won’t hurt you.”

Sighing, you just hug him a little tighter, finally feeling content in his presence.

“There are a lot of things you need to work on if you want me to stay.”

Looking down, he smiles again feeling true happiness for the first time since meeting you. Although he’s a bit unsure if he’s able to comply with what he thinks you’re going to ask of him, South Terano will try his damndest to keep you happy no matter what. Having you in his arms made him realize his new resolve and that is the be the best man that he can be for you.

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Again, this was my very first time working on a slow-burn story so I am really curious about what you thought of it.

As for any future projects, I do have another one that I am working on. It is a slow burn as well. Toman will share their wildest sex stories, so if you wanna be on the taglist for that, let me know.

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