-THE bruised and worn out male also collapsed on the floor from exhaustion, the same as his little brother who was sleeping longer as she was now left with two men that are on the floor injured with their heavy breathing that echoed through the empty staircase.
naomi sighed in frustration, massaging her temples, thinking of the only possible way of solving the current problem. the only good thing was the two were kinda light yet their height was one big of a damn problem.
breathing in and out before kneeling behind rindou's unconscious body, she carefully placed his long arms on each side of her shoulder as she tried to stand up. it was unexpectedly not that heavy as she slowly walked while a grown ass injured motherfucker was behind her. and that she needed to climb stairs.
it was pure hell.
her breath hitched every step as it was like carrying rocks, the sound of him quietly snoring added a little to her strength as she chuckled of how much of the child he still his.
"your hair smells nice."
she stopped to her tracks as a deep voice whispered close to her ear as it was followed by a low chuckle. side glancing the male he was still passed out on her shoulder again, she mentally laughed as it was just a case of sleep talking, or if that existed.
after finally entering the apartment her strength couldn't handle it anymore as she let rindou's body fall on his bed. stretching for the other round, she fixed his position and took off his glasses. letting him get some sleep as she left the room to go handle his older brother now.
ran was far worse as it was heavier and bigger, probably two times her as she already couldnt feel her back yet it was too late to give up. and her guilt couldnt possibly leave the male there unconsious and injured, if they didnt save her that day she would probably be dead meat.
"jeez what have you been eating?!" she breathed as his arms dangled on each side. his knuckled were almost bruised with blood as well at some dirt. yet his delicate long and veiny arms were so interesting to look at that she was now infront of their apartment.
it wasnt easy moving around furniture and two passed out men yet it was done in a matter of time because of her non stop determination to get this shit over with.
the two men layed beside each other as a replacement for the table they eat at as it was easier for the girl to treat and clean them if they were closer. she didnt care anymore what thoughts and insults she was about to get yet it was more important to heal them.
"what a handful." she sighed, kneeling down between as she started to undress their clothing that stained with dirt and droplets of blood.
it was basically the only way then leave them with filthy clothes, a hundred times easier as they were like dolls yet moving from time to time like babies.
"i wonder how old they were when they got these tattoos." she eyeid their exposed torsos as their visible tattoos were shown like artwork that were perfectly matched with their abs.
their age difference wasnt that big as it wondered her why they have such painful inks in such a young time. but it was their body anyways as it was like a tribal style on half of their torsos, examining it up close it was like a full on image.
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Fanfic- "how does it feel having two dangerously skilled brothers fight over you?" i do not own the tokyo revengers manga and its characters, this story is simply for fanfiction purposes.