{ "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...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
FOURTEEN:
❝𝑆𝑇𝑈𝑃𝐼𝐷, 𝑈𝑁𝐺𝑅𝐴𝑇𝐸𝐹𝑈𝐿 𝐴𝑆𝑆 𝐼𝐷𝐼𝑂𝑇 ❞
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
The sound of soft music emitting from the penthouse sound system filled the living room. You were laid down on the comfortable fabric of the couch, enjoying the peace. Suna had stepped out an hour ago saying that he has some business to attend to.
When he told you this, you suggested that he dropped you off at your apartment but he insisted that you stayed. You didn't bother to argue with him so you did. Now, you were bored out of your mind.
You had already explored the whole penthouse and learned that there was even a movie theater. It made you wonder why Suna would even need to have that in the house. Your best bet was for when Atsumu and the others came over.
Groaning, you slowly rose from your current position on the couch. As you lifted yourself into a standing position, Suna's shirt that you have been wearing flowed down to your mid-thighs.
You walked into the kitchen and peered into the fridge. Taking out a water bottle, you unscrewed the top and began to drink from it.
You turned your head to the door as it suddenly opened. Suna entered, his face pulled into a scowl. You raised your eyebrow and set down the water bottle. Watching silently, Suna walked right past you.
A few seconds later you could hear the slam of a door down the hallway. Confusion washed over you at his abnormal behavior. Abandoning your water, you walked down the hall until you reached the door of Suna's office.
"How the fuck did this even happen. Are you so incompetent that you can't guard a stupid building? It doesn't even move how hard can it be," Suna yelled.
Your eyes widened at his sudden outbursts. It wasn't new for you to see Suna upset but never to this extent. Deciding to give him space you backed away from the office and walked back to the kitchen. You looked to the oven and noticed it was almost noon.
Assuming Suna had only eaten breakfast you decided to make him lunch. Looking through the pantry and fridge you decided to make some simple ramen. Grabbing the necessary items, you began cooking.
