𝐏𝐓 | ❝𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳❞.
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Your life was never meant to turn out that way.
But the question here is: is anything ever meant to be?
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°•.various x fem!reader.•°
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⚠️𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀:⚠️...
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It was official.
"To your left!" Shouted the younger Haitani, warning you about the man that almost puts a bullet through your head, if he was lucky enough.
You were officially the newest member of Japan's more famous criminal organization: Bonten.
You both started running out of the rundown apartment and made your way towards Rindou's car, parked at a safe distance and, as soon as you both were in, he stepped on the gas and took you out of there before a loud bang echoed through the neighbourhood's empty streets.
It had been almost a month already; a month since they made your face, your whole identity known. You were no longer an Interpol agent, you were one of the most sought criminals not only in Japan but in the whole globe.
And you couldn't help but worry; not for yourself but for your best friend. What would Sasha think of everything? The friend, the sister that she had already buried, mourned over, was alive, more alive than ever. And that was the problem.
"That was close" Rindou's low tone brought you back to reality. "Indeed".
There was a small pause in which none of you talked. It was an easy mission, as easy as one could be; you were supposed to retrieve important info regarding some cargo that was stolen from one of Bonten's warehouses. And, even though you got that information, it turned out to be riskier than expected, when you thought it was going to be a walk in the park. Mikey sent just the both of you because he thought that you would be able to handle it on your own, but things were starting to change.
Bonten had too many things to worry about at the moment and it was starting to get on their nerves.
But that wasn't the main issue; the main issue was that it was starting to show and other gangs were starting to notice and take advantage of the situation.
It was just then when you noticed Rindou's hard grip on the steering wheel; so hard his knuckles were already white.
"We're not being followed, let's park right there, at the side of the road, and take a few minutes to calm down, I'm not feeling quite well" You spoke slowly with a soft tone, not wanting to trigger anything inside the younger Haitani.
You were okay, you didn't need that time to calm down, but you knew he did.
He didn't talk about it, at all, but you knew that something was wrong with him since that day: the day he almost dies in his brother's arms.
As soon as he stopped the car, he laid back on his seat and closed his eyes; his hands shaking on his lap, even though he tried to control that.
You opened the window just a tiny bit for the light breeze to caress your exposed skin and looked at him, right beside you, yet so far away at the same time.
You slowly reached out for his hand and, as soon as your warm touch made contact with his shaking hands, his whole body tensed. It almost makes you stop, but as soon as he relaxed and intertwined his fingers with yours, you refrained from doing so.
"We're part of the same team now" you started talking, softly caressing his hand with your thumb, "and I care about you, so you can talk to me whenever you need to..."
"Rin".
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I'm trying to bring you guys a new chapter, at least, per week until I finish my exams! As I already said, they'll be shorter in order for me to publish easily and for you to have something new to read.
