PLAY WITH ME ; ran h. [✓]

EIGHTEEN

[SKETCHES]

; third person's pov
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bonten's headquarters

"So? you already confessed to her?" rindou asked, puffing smoke out his mouth as he threw his cigarette down the ground, crushing it. "I did." ran replied, sighing, his eyes darting to the floor. 

"You accompanied my sister on her assistant's wedding?" ran looked up, seeing takeomi standing by the stairs, hands in his pockets as his eyes looked straight at him. 

"I did, why?" ran asked, pushing himself off the wall as he stood straight up, looking back him with the same seriousness. 

"Aren't you gonna stop playing with my sister?" takeomi asked, walking down the stairs, it was obvious that he was annoyed. 

"I'm not playing with your sister anymore." ran cleared, a lazy smile plastered on his face which made the younger akashi furrow his brows. 

"Did you finally stopped pestering her?" takeomi asked, feeling slight relieved which made ran scoff as he shook his head. 

"I'm never gonna stop with following after your sister." ran answered which annoyed takeomi more. "What?" 

"I told her that i'll be courting her." ran replied, smirking as he intended to annoy him. 

"And now you're also gonna play with her feelings?" takeomi asked, anger started surfacing him. 

"I'm not. Anyway, i need to go. She's waiting for me." ran answered, walking away from him as rindou shook his head, an amused smile on his face as he followed right after. 

"She's interested, huh?" takeomi's head turned to the stairs, seeing sanzu taking his pills again. 

"I hope she's not." takeomi replied, sighing and walking away as sanzu let out a quiet chuckle. 

"Sister's doing well." sanzu grinned, standing up as he walked back the second floor. "Amazing as ever."

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"Y/n?" ran asked, opening the door of her office and seeing her on her desk. "Oh, you're back." y/n greeted, looking up from her sketch as ran nodded, sitting infront of her desk. 

"Takeomi knew we went together on kaia's wedding." ran said, placing his elbow on the table as he leaned her way. 

"Did he caused a scene?" y/n asked, a little worried about what happened in their between. 

Ran chuckled, shaking his head, "No, he didn't. He just confronted me because i was still sticking on your side." ran answered. 

Y/n nodded, relieved that nothing much really happened. "But, if you get too annoying, i'll ask you to leave me." y/n replied, a grin present on her face as she swirled towards her board with ran slightly laughing. 

"What i said last night, about taking drastic measures for you to stay by me count with that question." he informed, emphasizing the 'drastic measures' as y/n laughed, glancing at him. 

"Pfft, i'm not used to this. You'd always joke around." she mentioned, crossing her arms as she turned back to him who had a lazy smile on his face. 

"You'll get used to it. Say, do you wanna go out?" ran asked, picking up her sketches as she shook her head. 

"Unfortunately, i can't. I'm designing something." y/n huffed, picking up her pencil again as she slid her hands on the unfinished design she was doing. 

"You haven't done anything except for deciding this past few weeks." ran grumbled, laying his chin down her desk but she paid no mind and continued adding details. 

Ran's eyes scanned her face who remained focus, her eyes who darted all over the paper and it was beautiful to his eyes but damn it—y/n wasn't paying him no attention. 

"Hey, y/n." ran called, extending his hand to poke her arm. "Hmm?" she hummed, eyes still locked to her sketch and he groaned, closing his eyes. 

"Is designing even fun?" ran scoffed as y/n's hand halt ontop of the paper. "It's fun." y/n answered, lazily looking at him as he hummed. 

"But maybe you won't find it fun because designing isn't like doing drugs." y/n added, placing her chin ontop of her hand as her eyes bore back to his. 

"And that's too much for a teasing, i was just joking." ran huffed, frowning as y/n snickered, shaking her head in amusement as she resumed her work. 

"You want to try designing?" y/n asked which startled ran as the thought never really crossed his mind. "What?" he asked again, sitting straight up as y/n hummed a simple tune, not replying to him. 

"Hey.." ran called, carrying the chair and placing it beside hers before sitting down. 

"What do you think do we add here?" y/n asked, pointing at the upper part of the dress as ran tilted his head, examining the sketch. 

Honestly, ran was confused. he doesn't have any idea or answers. "Can you explain it to me first?" ran clicked his tongue, rolling his eyes as y/n silently chuckled. 

"Explain what?" y/n asked, grinning at him who sighed in annoyance, running his fingers on his hair. 

"About the designs and stuff! you know i'm not good with this." ran whined, having a frown on his face as y/n laughed, handing him another pencil. 

"Just give me your ideas, idiot." y/n replied, adding a few details as ran sighed. 

"I don't have any." 

"Mhm, imagine your designing something, maybe your suit. This is for men afterall." y/n replied, glancing at him before giving him an empty sketch of a suit. 

"Are you serious?" ran asked, his frown deepening as y/n nodded. 

"If you're not gonna do anything in here, go sleep in my bedroom." y/n said, obvious teasing on her voice. 

Ran clicked his tongue, looking around the room for designs as he started adding lines on parts of the sketch. 

Y/n side-eyed him, examining the paper as a small smile appeared on her face. 

"Hey, does it look fine?" ran asked, glancing at her who faked her head to turn at him. 

"Mhm, it's good." y/n commented, eyes scanning through the sketch as ran examined her reaction. He didn't want to embarrass himself infront of her. 

"Mhm, i think i'm really good with it." ran chuckled with y/n snickering afterwards as she placed her sketch next to his. "Don't get too cocky, pretty boy. There's a huge difference." y/n sighed, glancing at ran who was intently staring at her. 

"What?" 

"You called me pretty boy, babe." ran grinned as y/n rolled her eyes. It was obvious that he was trying to fluster her but that won't work. 

"And? can't i call you that?" y/n asked, raising her brows as he shook his head, smirking. 

"Moan it and i'd love it."

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