𝙩𝙤𝙠𝙮𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 𖤐˚

❛ day with him ❜ - H. SHUJI

、you're fucking worthless. but you know what? be mine 。

୨⎯ "enjoy." ⎯୧

this is the day, where you got your first job! currently standing in front of the big tall building, your hands were shaking and the whole body feels like it froze on the place itself. but you give yourself a deep breath and walk in. its actually a job about photography (don't bring the ybc topic pls ihy), and you somewhat has 50% chance to be accepted because

1) you felt like your pictures aren't so great and very blurry

2) your boyfriend, hanma said it looks better when you got used to it

you don't know what or who to trust anymore, even you can't trust yourself. and now, you're in the queue of many people waiting for them to get interviewed. you look into your wrist to meet your watch. "good reason if hanma ask why i'm late." you mumbled to yourself. waiting..waiting..waiting..its been 1 hour now, you haven't got to the entrance of the interview room. your phone vibrated from your bag, you took it and saw hanma texted you.

hanma (ง'̀-'́)ง♡︎

hanma (ง'̀-'́)ง♡︎
hey, its been an hour have you got in the interview yet

my love ♡︎
nope! i'm still in a loooooong queue baby :(

hanma (ง'̀-'́)ง♡︎
oh damn, are you on a seat or standing?

my love ♡︎
i'm...standing [awkward]

hanma (ง'̀-'́)ง♡︎
shit y/n see you there i'm gonna come. please wait for me

my love ♡︎
you're coming??? wait hanma—

and with that hanma left you on delivered because he was on his way to you after hearing you're standing like weaklings while you're completely okay. you just sigh and continue to look around while waiting for your turn.

its been 30 minutes, hanma appeared behind you as he slid his hand around your waist. "tadaa~ look who came to see you." he smiled at you and stands next to you. "why'd you came tho? its not like i'm going to sit on you anyway." you look up at him and was surprised too by his hair placed down, as much as your likings. "oh so you'd think i came here with nothing?" he said and shows you a blue plastic bag. "wahh! what the hell, you're so cute to bring me these." you snatch the bag and look through to see your favourite desserts. "i brought this too, might felt like a dad after." he said and shows you the small fold up chair, smirking like and idiot. "oh! that's the chair we bought from ikea? (please pretend ikea exist in your country, i love that shopping mall sm)"

"ye, now sit down." he adjust the chair down and stands behind you as he held your shoulders. the whole hour was spent very well, but sadly you didn't got accepted for being a photographer. hanma just rubs your back when you both go out to walk around the city after putting your stuff in where his car was parked.

"i mean its okay if you don't get hired in any job, at least you get to stay at home with me right?" hanma said. you both now are walking somewhere idk where, holding your hand by squeezing it lightly to reassure you. "hanma we're literally so broke how am i not gonna take a job?" you deadpanned him as you gave him the "dead" eye look at him. "yes i do know but—" both of you stopped in front of a coffee shop, with a sign that was written on it as "hiring a new worker."

you look at him and smiles, letting go of his hand and went inside the coffee shop. hanma just sigh and walk in, forgetting the things he was going to say to you.

hello, miss!" you greeted the cashier with pink apron and a white cap. "good evening, may i take your order?" she said and flashed you a smile. "uh i saw the sign outside, said that you are hiring a new worker?" you asked her, feeling excited and impatient. "yes! so you're here to sign in.." she said and took one paper from somewhere under the counter and give it to you with a pen. "write the whole thing here, and then we'll take you in!" she pointed at the paper and smiles.

after signing in, you look back at hanma already took a seat while playing his phone. "you're now part of the job, miss y/n. here is your uniform, and your shift will start tomorrow. also, the name tag will soon came tomorrow too if you're off to work." she said and nodded. "thank you! i will come here tomorrow and start my shift." you took the bag and walk to hanma. "look! i got accepted~ how do you feel abou it?" you showed the plastic with your uniform in it as you smiles at him. "i'm quiet happy but sad at the same time." he said and turned off his phone, taking your hand and walk out the shop.

"whyy? is it because i don't fit to be a worker in a coffee shop...?" you asked him, lowering your head a little bit. "no, its not that! i mean like, you can't be by my side everytime anymore." he said and gently pat your head. you made a O shape with your mouth as you lean more to him. "...well if that's what you think you'll always complain about, we can spend time after this!" you said and smiles at him with your eyes close. he just,, admire you so much. he's like a man that wins a lottery lol, look how happy he is to have you for years now.

𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲

hanma and you are currently playing video games together, the sound of controllers clicking and the game making fighting noises. you, laying down on his lap and sticking your tongue out, struggling to beat him. hanma that is chuckling the whole time at you failing to get him. "k.o!" hanma said along with the tv. "ahh! i'm sick of this! how are you so skilled in this type of stupid pain." you throw the controller on the other couch as you sit up. "that's why you need to learn how to fight." he teased your nose with his index finger as he smiles and opens his phone. "that doesn't make any sense at all." you grab your controller back and played a new game without hanma.

him on the other side just slid his hand under your shirt and just knead your 'un-bra-ed' breast. its NORMAL when it comes to this. you never really care or got turned on unless he did extra than that. "oh my god this bitch really caught me off guard fuck off ass head." and that makes hanma broke into laughter and accidentally squeezed your boobs. "ah! hey, hanma!" you slapped his hand off your boobs and checked them. "what?" he stopped and peeked at you checking your breast. "you squeezed them little sussy imposter." you put your shirt back and broke into laughter on the floor. "hey...don't say that..you'll get ligma..." he looked at you, worried was in his eyes.

"...what's that fucking ligma you're talking 'bout?" you stared at him and sit back up. "LIGMA NU—"

congratulations, shuji hanma you're accepted to be the part of the grave team

"i'm sorry y/n." he's sitting down and begged for your forgiveness as he was clasping his palms with tears running down his eyes. you in the corner just sobbing in madness LMAO BYEE