charade

━━ kill the unwanted.

BOTHERED BY THE SANGUINE CIRCULAR SPOT STICKING IN Y/N'S BUTT, Rindou came to suck his breath in and held the lady's forearm so tautly it had her wincing in response whilst laying the purple-head an enervated look of aversion. She's pissed off by his gestures and he doesn't really have any apparent idea as to why did she react in that way nor how should he tell her that it's her red day by now - maybe that's the reason why she looks like she's in a bad mood.

Looking like she's not in the vibe to talk, nothing could scale the antsy feeling that Rindou felt when he tried to open his mouth to tell her that it's her day today and thus, he inhaled from the depths of his breath whilst looking at the lady who's still pondering about his sudden encumbrance. Whatever's up with her sudden gestures, Rindou will make it up to his extent.

"You have a red dot on your butt," Rindou whispered, "Seemed like your period came. Are you having some back pain? Stomach cramps? Cravings? Do you need pads? Tampon? Menstrual cup? I'll go out to buy them for you, just name whatever you need."

"I know that I have my period right now. My cramps is starting to pinch ny stomach and I care less about it. I'll take a bath, change first, then just wait there 'til I'm done. You can teach me what should I learn by then." Bottled with serenity, y/n calmly talked out before opening the door of her room. What lied before Rindou's eyes by then is the usual scandivanian touch of the whole space but what caught his notice so fat is the mirror above y/n's bed.

He swallowed a limp, darting his lilac eyes to y/n who just placidly grabbed her garbs before ambling nigher the bathroom's counterframe. Seemed like she isn't the least bit ashamed whether Rindou saw a red dot by her short or whether he informed her that she's in her period. Sucks to be a woman, that's all what she frankly thought of that moment.

Rindou by then just lied cozy still on her bed and spent his time peering at his reflection in the bivouac of her chambers, thinking all sorts of things that his mind could wander through. Some of it are reminisce about how he started liking y/n, how he owned her, and how he desperately took the initiative of finding out that she's a traitor into his own wants just so he can have her. He's too obsessive to begin with.

"Fuck." Hissing his annoyance regarding what happened in the table a few minutes ago, he finally came to ascertain that his peers aren't his contenders when it comes to y/n but actually his companions based on what y/n wants.

If he remembers it clearly, it's called something like poly relationship or relationship wherein multiple people are involved.

Frankly telling, if he was in charge, he wouldn't give any sort of consent about that kind of relationship but on the other side of the coin, he knows that he will not win y/n either way and that's where he thought that maybe getting into it is the only key for him to atleast have her.

It's like an old-school history novel wherein the empress has a lot of concubines that she treats kindly and loves equally but Rindou himself can't hel but to overthink that it may y/n might fall into having a favorite partner of her own. And seemed like he knew already who's standing in the first line.

Hanma Shuji. The thorn in Rindou's throat when it comes to having y/n. He's not a dumbass and never will he never noticed how Hanma once glowered at him in the meeting wherein y/n is presenting their project. Seemingly like the latter's attention focus solely on Rindou and how he peered at y/n in awe.

Damn, that guts of a man with a tattoo by his hand. He just came in their respective premises and he already persumptuously glared at one of their executives. Does he not fear for his life at all? That's what Rindou asks himself everytime that Hanma will do something unforeseen to them. Not to mention how he lied to y/n, how he manipulated everything just so he can have her alone by his side, and how he just nonchalantly gaslighted her into killing him because his schemes got caught.