{ "put on a show for me, baby" }
──── 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა
⌗ r. suna × fem! reader
꒰ 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛, 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬 ꒱
✎ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ; a gang leader who runs
a tattoo parlor runs into another gang
leader, suna rin...
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ELEVEN:
❝𝐴 𝑇𝐼𝑁𝑌 , 𝑇𝐼𝑁𝑌 𝑃𝑅𝑂𝐵𝐿𝐸𝑀❞
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"So this is the base, huh?"
You looked up at the huge building in front of you. You observed your surroundings. Guards were posted outside, guns strapped to their arms.
The base was in the middle of a forest, trees surrounding every side. When Suna said he would be taking you to the base you never expected this.
"Yep, come on let's go inside."
Taking your hand into his, the two of you made your way to the building's entrance. The guards nodded and allowed their boss through.
As you guys entered you suddenly felt a shift in the air around you. You side-eyed Suna. His whole demeanor has changed; he now seemed more authoritative, his presence demanded attention.
You drew your eyes away from him and observed the place as you guys made your way through the building. Various members either lounged around or were working on other things.
Whenever Suna passed any worker they would immediately tense up and nod towards him. You admired the power he seemed to establish, it truly amazed you.
The two of you walked down a hallway until you were met with two big back doors. Without hesitation, Suna walked it while you followed behind. You entered the room and immediately noticed that it was a meeting room.
In the middle sat a long table with numerous chairs. The furthest wall held a humongous window, allowing natural light to sweep the room. All heads turned to the two of you and you watched as realization flashed across their faces.
"Welcome back boss," a teasing voice said. You turned your head and were met with the teasing voice of Atsumu.
"Oh, and y/n we meet again."
He was situated at the table, his feet propped on it as leaned back into his chair. His twin sat across from him. He briefly turned his attention to you and gave you a brief node before turning his attention to his phone.
