Brothers (Ichiji X Reader X Niji)

Chapter 3

LAST UPDATED SEPTEMBER 2020 HELP

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You stared at him for some time. He was kneeling on the ground, looking intently at something in the bushes. You narrowed your eyes. He seemed sketchy. Finally deciding to walked up to him, you creep behind him, trying to see what he was looking at and saw a bug.

A bug.

What's he doing with a bug?

"I'm taking pictures of it, if you're curious," the man suddenly uttered, as if he just read your mind. He turned to look at you, now that he faced you, you realized that there was a Sony camera on his grip. "What're you doing here?"

"Hi." You nodded. "I just wanted to know what you were doing. Park's for public, so"—You shrugged—"Anyway, why are you taking pictures of bugs?"

"Why not? I do wish I could travel around the world and took pictures of the country's characteristics, though." He stood and dusted his pants, the camera now hanging by the strap, in front of his chest.

"Why not try take a picture of the sky?" You pointed up. "Even the roads and sidewalks can be beautiful if you observe it correctly."

He hummed, staring at you. "Another point of view, interesting, I'll try that next time."

"What do you usually take pictures of?"

"People, models, places." He shrugged, putting his hands in his jacket's pockets. "Anything, really. I don't really care as long as they're beautiful."

"Hmm." You nodded your head understandingly, "Well, I have to go now"—You looked down to stared at your watch and your eyes immediately widened in surprise—"I'M LATE! Shoot. You—" Eyes darting to the confused man in front of you. "Sorry, gotta go." You turned hastily waving at him.

"What's your job?" He asked out of sudden.

"Café. I'm running late. Bye, bye."

"Wait, wait!" He pulled you by your sleeve, forcefully making you stop.

You stopped, now in shock, eyes landing on your sleeve. "No, stop! You're going to ruin t!" You pushed his hand away, stroking your sleeve. "Noooo," you bawled. "He bought it for me."

"Oh, uh, my bad." He stepped back, staring at the sleeve. "It's that special? Who's 'he'?" The man looked up.

"Your brother," you angrily murmured under your breath, making sure that the sleeve is okay. "Now." You looked at him, pretty much pissed off. "Don't touch me or anything of my belongings."

You turned your heel and walked out of the park, huffing and leaving the dumbfounded brother of Ichiji behind.

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"You're late."

The first words you heard as you stepped behind the corner was that. And guess who said that? Eustass Kid. That man who looked like a high school bully actually ends up working as a barista. He rolled up his un-buttoned shirt sleeves to his elbow, leaning back to his seat, hands on pockets.

You forced a smile and rolled your eyes as you grabbed the hanging apron and tied it around your waist. "Shut up, kiddo."

The bell rang and a man walked in. Kid glanced at you, automatically make you sighed in frustration as you glanced at him. "Greet him yourself," you hissed.

He clicked his tongue as he rolled his eyes. "No need to be so hotheaded, Princess." He stood from his seat, mumbling. "Morning, welcome to our Coffee Shop."

You looked up to stare at the man who just entered the café, and as you saw him your eyes widened in surprise. It's your brother. "Mihawk?" you asked. "What're you doing here?"

"Hm? To buy a coffee, of course," he replied, his hands rummaging through his leather work bag, eyes focusing there. "How'd you—" He looked up, eyes wide, he furrowed his brows. "What are you doing here? You're not on a date, are you?"

"I—I work here..." you answered, slightly offended to the fact that your own brother don't remember where you work. "You don't—"

"Ah, of course I remember. I was craving for coffee then I remember that you work on a coffee shop, so I thought maybe I could also check on you. How are you?" he asked.

You stared at him blankly.

Realizing that you knew that he was lying, he sighed. "Yes, I didn't remember you work here."

"Well, what do you want then?"

"Just, coffee, thank you."

(Wait, shoot, I forgot how cafés work pls send help fr)

You nodded, give him a receipt and his number as Kid rise from his seat to make Mihawk's drink, after he was done, Mihawk thanked the two of you and immediately walked out.

As soon as he stepped out, an ocean of young people walked in. Hanging out in the afternoon with their friends, on a date, or were working on a school work. It was exhausting but you managed to make it through the afternoon-horde.

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You stood on the sidewalk, waiting for the bus. Earphones on your ears, you looked up, observing the sky. The bus was taking a long time. You realized. It's usually here ten minutes ago.

What if I call Ichiji?

You suddenly thought. You pull your phone out of your pocket and unlocked it, scrolling through your contacts, you noticed his name, calling him right now would work, you know he would come and pick you up in no time, especially to the fact, that was obvious, that he has fallen for you.

But that's not good. You're using his feelings for your own need. You could wait for the bus some more, Y/N.

You hummed, contemplating your choices, but then you realized that the sky was getting dark and street lamps were turning on, one by one, illuminating the street.

You anxiously looked around. No one was there, and you couldn't decide whether it's a good or bad thing. Every once in a while, a car would pass by, or a motorcycle, or a truck, but you don't care, it's not like the driver would stop and offer you a ride home.

They could walked out of their vehicles and kidnap you though.

Taxi would work.

You immediately thought, opening the app to order a taxi but then you stopped.

What if the driver's a kidnapper?

Running your hands through your hair, you let out a frustrated sigh.

I hate my mind.

But who would want to kidnap you? And just, why would someone even want to kidnap you?

You looked down and stared at your phone screen.

You're the sister of an CEO of a big company, Y/N, a millionaire. Someone could try to kidnap you and ask Mihawk for ransom.

If Mihawk was that rich, why can't he let you have a chauffer or a car then?

Oh, screw it.

You groaned and after three seconds of staring at a certain name on your phone, you finally decided to call.

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