━━❝ MAYBE IN ANOTHER LIFETIME, HE WOULD LOVE ME AS MUCH AS I LOVE HIM. ❞
⋆｡°✩┊ K. Tetta X reader
━━━━━━━━━━━ ✦ 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓 ✦ ━━━━
✦ 𝑨𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕: When his comfort was so
| addicting that even the worlds couldn't
| set her apart from the...
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TW: RAPE.
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"So, the girl?" Hanma asked, closing the door to Kisaki's apartment. Since Kisaki already moved up grades and got his job early to create a gang, he doesn't need to go to school because of that. How impressive, Hanma first thought, and somehow it was one of the things that seems appealing to him from Kisaki.
He was... one of a kind.
"It's not our business, and especially not yours." Kisaki said, leaning against the table, full of notebooks and other things that he planned for the grand finale. At least what he thought was the grand finale. It was almost the day where Valhalla and Toman gets to battle their fronts. His lips pursed. All or Hinata.
All for her, my beautiful angel.
"Why the huge development there, Tetta, I thought you hated her."
He didn't acknowledge what Hanma was saying since it was all blabber. He turned around from Hanma, annoyed by his foolish assumption. It didn't matter in the end, if he's being honest. Anything wouldn't matter when he got what he wanted in the end. "I never said anything. And I still do, if so."
"That's not what I saw." Hanma smirked, his hand slamming at Kisaki's side.
"..."
"You like the girl, don't you?" He leaned.
"I don't, I told you already dimwit," He pushed him away, his eyes going back to the papers with scribbles of his future marked down on ink. "Now let's get back to why you called me here, it better be important."
Because I interrupted your time with the princess? A smirk threatened to reveal itself. "The numbers you wanted are already met. Consider your mission finished."
"Good," Kisaki arranging the notes and placing them in a drawer. Hanma caught sight of this, as Kisaki pulled out another clean sheet of paper. "I want Kazutora to meet you up anywhere secluded. Tell him the plan that I designated but do not mention me whatsoever. Do that, and its dead end."
"How about that girl?"
"About what?" Kisaki whipped back to Hanma.
"That giiiirl..." Hanma zones. "You can't hide that from me, Kisaki."
"I don't know what you're talking about." Kisaki shook his head and resumed back to his thinking phase, arranging the paper.
"I'm not talking about that..." He giggled. "Though if that's what you want to imply."
