UNEDITED STORIES from year 2021.
COMFORT ZONE (n)
/ˈkəmfərt zōn/
: a place or situation where one feels safe or at ease and without stress.
- tokyo revengers character x reader oneshots.
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➳𝟷𝟺. 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙼𝙰 𝚂𝙷𝚄𝙹𝙸
ʚ————✦○♡○✦————ɞ
!!this shot will take on the future~ WR:mention of gun and blood!! words:976
𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄
𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓,
Moon was already halfway to say his goodbye to the world and let sun shine the above sky one more time. As they should do. Yet it was still midnight, stars are still showing their beauty to the world while the certain people were busy on their on.
At this time, gangs, mafia, thieves, assassins, murderers, drug dealers, and bars are most active. Especially if the place was well known for drinks and hot chicks that will let the losers bang them.
A certain woman lowly tapping her black heels against the cold tiled floor synch with the random loud music of a famous bar for night owls. She was sitting all alone on the single chair, both of her elbow resting on the counter where the bartender serve. While she play her fine ocean-colored wine glass on her right hand.
Her h/c hair tied up into a high clean ponytail matching a black sleeveless croptop under the black coat that draped on her shoulder. Beneath her aesthetic top, she wears a black leggings with a garter belt that keep her pistol in place.
The chatter of drunk and broke people around her slowly fading on her ear as if it was too deafening to bare. Making her not to notice the man that just past took a seconds to slip away from the crazy people taking the floor as their.
"Oh... You're already here~ hella dull♡" A low deep manly voice ring from your right to to left while the persons slender yet veiny tattooed hand brush of your coat and plant a small feather kiss under your ear. "You seem in a good mood temptress"
Your perfectly shaped tinted with bloody red lips let out a long sigh and swirl the liquor on your wine glass. "Please do quit calling me that"
The person take a sit right beside you, noticing that his gelled black and strike blond locks lightly sticking and a bead sweats rolling down to his temple. You can't help but let out a snort,
"Did you just got out from bed with your favorite whore? Or did my presence allure you that much?" Your e/c eyeballs turn to his when you heard him chuckles under his breath.
"Am I that sinful if I'm guilty on both?" His eyes hiding behind the thick glasses trailed every of your detail from head to toe.
Hanma Shuji, the left hand of the acting president of was known for evil doings inside the famous organization that goes by Toman. In his life he seek for thrill and excitement, he likes the feel of the risk of every decision he made, he love to feel the danger pumping through his veins.
And one of those who fulfill that desires was his Master Kisaki. And right now he got his head wrap around on a h/c anonymous haired woman who's just cared on her own world.
Hanma Shuji meet you, Y/n, for the first time on Toman's hideout. Your smooth slick hair bouncing through your back every time you walk on the carpeted floor heading to the room of Highest boss of Toman which just only Kisaki had a gut to enter and exit.
Second is he finally got to hear your sweat warming voice, when you ask from some hand bringing a little girl hospital while you knock out some drunk us pedophile on the alleyways.
But that sceneries where years ago, storms, and earthquake had occurs yet he still finds himself into you. And you still agreed meeting him.
"So...what was the temptress doing on now? Is she's still a little kitten that challenge the dog all alone?" Hanma asked his tattooed hand grab the freshly serve drink.
"Ahh~ what a nostalgia.. Just thinking how many times you ask me to join Toman was quite fascinating" you took a sip of you red wine, savoring the bitter and sweat taste left on your lips.
"Hmn...you keep insisting that you don't need a group. You're still the feisty one from before aren't you♡?" Hanma says, eyeing the undying mischievous smirk plastered on your face.
"Although that was from long time ago isn't it?"
From that moment two guns was pointed on Hanma's temples, his eyes slowly trail the two infamous man standing beside him. The little one was wearing a mullet style pink and dark blur hair and the taller one was going by white and black strikes that neatly gelled.
Hanmas attention swift back to you when you got up from your chair and spread your arms like a psychopath you are.
"I, Y/n Haitani will serve under my King's command! Now shall we bring you to your doom?" You grinned widely, as you talk earlier theres the answer that he wanted to know. His confusion vanished when he saw the same famous hanafuda earring design tattooed in your tongue, while the man standing beside him got theirs on their front neck— more likely your little brothers.
A slow low seep sing song humming escaped Hanma's lips catching you three off guard.
"Even though God send me deep in the hell, I'll hunt and find you forever Y/n. Just a mental note♡~"
[A/n: kyahhhhh! I'm gonna puke! Idk if you guys like this but ik this is trash. And -BACHIRA- idk how to kill 'your tall and cool' request and ik this isn't in your standard but I still hope you like it<3!.....please don't forget to follow me and vote!☺️]
