He didn't care for shopping one bit. You were just dragging him round and using him as the pack mule. Majima had 0 interest in fashion, even on you. You were cute as fuck as you were, you didn't need clothes to help you out there. (he preferred you without clothes anyway...)
"You need to cheer up," you said sweetly, smiling a little. "I know what will put a smile on your face."
Pulling him into the shop, you were met with various silks and lace styles of every colour. He wasn't paying attention, more interested in his phone.
You delved into the racks, searching for something to catch his eye.
"How about this?" you murmured quietly, barging him with your breasts and batting your eyelashes at him with a coquetteish smile. He held his breath, pulling up the garment to look at it.
"Haw-? Oh." Grinning smugly, he peeked at the rails, searching for something delicious. "Lemme look."
"Yer wearing this later, since ya just dragged me round these damn Hills all day," he joked, kissing your face and huffing in your ear. "Or yer wearin' nothin' at all, your choice."
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Yakuza x Reader (Mainly Majima)
FanfictionMy friend got me into this game and I love it... I was very surprised at the lack of stories so, as usual, I am here to provide 🙏
