Stop Using Me {suna x uke male}

Chp: 18

(M/N) opened the door, his blank expression faltered into annoyance.

"Can I help you?" He leaned against the wall.

"For starters, you could put some clothes on." The female stuck her tongue out and gagged.

(M/N) looked down at his towel, "Oh... I'm still wearing my towel. Nice."

He slammed the door in her face and put on his clothes. He grabbed his dagger and put it in his pocket, just in case. Then he reopened his door.

Suna walked around the corner looking for his girlfriend, seeing (M/N) opening his door wearing sweats with annoyed expression at his girlfriend.

"Damn, he found his clothes already? That was a waste of effort." He mumbled quietly.

Suna stopped anyways and hid behind the wall, listening to their conversation. He was curious. Peaking out slightly to see what's going on, to see their expressions.

"Can I help you?" (M/N) asked once more, his tone laced with venom.

"You think you're all that? You're probably weak."

(M/N) deadpanned at her, "Okay." He said, "I don't have to prove myself to someone irrelevant."

An irk mark appeared on her face, "Listen hear shortie, stay away from Suna if you know what's good for you!"

"One, I'm the same height as you, so you're calling yourself short. Two, I don't know Suna, I know cowlick. Three, he's my partner, I'm with him all the time."

"You little smartass..." She said. Her voice going into a low tone, practically growling.

"Down wolfie," (M/N) smirked, "you're finally learning. Maybe you're not as stupid as I thought..." He rubbed his chin. Acting as if she were no longer there.

She clenched her fist, she grabbed (M/N)'s hoodie and lifted him up. (M/N) made sure his toes were still touching the ground, his expression went into a glare.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" (M/N) sneered.

"Suna's girlfriend, the names Mika. You're not so tough now, are you? A little off the ground, and now you can't do anything." She laughed.

(M/N) smirked, "Just when I thought you were smart." He chuckled darkly.

He grabbed her wrist and twisted it, she let go immediately, holding her wrist. (M/N) kicked her to the wall before appearing right in front of her.

He's fast. Her eyes widened.

He slammed his arm just below her neck, applying pressure. She winced at the impact and the force that (M/N) is digging into her chest. He took his dagger out of his hoodie and pointed upwards at her neck.

She struggled to not get the tip of the blade touch her, but (M/N) laughed, the tip of the point already drawing blood on her neck, but not enough to make a deep wound.

"I hope you're listening, I don't like repeating myself." He pushed more upwards, causing her head to move more onto the wall, "You're messing with the wrong person Mika. Don't ever touch me again, don't ever threaten me again or I'll kill you."

"You wouldn't hurt Suna, right?" She weakly said, pleading that her manipulation was working.

(M/N) smirked, he licked his lips and removed his dagger, she sighed with relief till the dagger was right in between her eyes. Her manipulation not working, you can't manipulate and manipulator.

"First I'll destroy that little pretty face of yours, wait... it's not that pretty- so I can't say that. I'll give you a slow painful death. Suna can move on, pretty sure I would be doing him a favor. Try and step on me again, and you'll realize that you're already beneath me. You can't even reach the dirt that I walk on."

He slammed his arm more into her, causing her to hit the wall and wince more. He dropped her and walked to his door, cleaning the dagger from her blood on his pants. He tilted his head to the right and looked at her, a sadistic smirk plastered on his face. Causing shivers to go down her spine, and Suna's spine.

"Aw," He cooed, "did you just realize that you never stood a chance?" He pouted, "Poor little Mika trying to act all tough when you're the weak one."

Her eyes widened when she saw the look in his eyes, the need to kill. The need to watch someone be in pain, and she was at the top of his list.

"The names (M/N), and don't you forget it."

He walked into his room and slammed his door closed.

Mika leaned against her wall, her heart beating rapidly. She's seen that look before, she's seen those eyes before. She couldn't pinpoint it, but there was something off about him in her eyes.

She was breathing heavily. She needs to stay clear of him, until she figures out who exactly he is.

Suna walked around the corner and saw Mika on the ground leaning against the wall.

"Are you okay?" He quickly asked, even though he knew what happened.

She looked at him, "You're little partner is insane!" She yelled.

Suna looked at her, "Well everyone here is insane?"

"He threatened to kill me if I didn't break up with you!" Tears began swelling in her eyes.

"He was behind the wall listening to our conversation," They both looked at (M/N) who had his door opened, "He knows your lying."

They didn't even hear (M/N) open his door.

"You're pretty loud when yelling, so I knew you would be lying."

"How did you know I was hiding?" Suna asked, slightly amazed.

"Well, I felt eyes on us when I opened the door. And I can easily sense if another presence enters a room or becomes closer."

"That's cool." Suna said.

"What?! It's creepy! I don't like him, there's something about him that's off!" Mika squealed.

Suna glared at her, tired of her lying.

"I should go, looks like you two have something to talk about." (M/N) smirked at Mika, and closed his door again.

Suna gripped Mika's wrist and walked into his room.

Mika smiled sickly sweet, leaning for a kiss, but Suna stopped her.

"We need to talk." He said seriously.