Warning: angst, badwords and its shitty.
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In life, we always met different types of assholes.
But the one i met was the worst one of them.
Let me tell you the story of how we met 3 years ago.
He was standing outside the nearby flowershop while smoking his cigarettes. I was the shop owner, he looks like someone my dad would hire.
Why?
Because my dad was a mafia boss.
But, i was nothing like him, i grew up from my mom's care and she teaches me to not follow on my father's filthy foot steps.
She would always remind me "if you want to have a bloody path, be like your father..!" she would nag about a lot of stuff everytime i come home with bruises.
When i was younger, i use to be a member of Brahman. But, i decided to quit and look at the reality that i don't have a future with them.
After 6 years, im already 23 years old and has been married with a man named Hanma. Everything was great from the start and my mom likes him a lot, she even said that Hanma has a great sense of humor.
Yes, i married that man i saw at the flowershop.
It was such a random thing.
I got attracted to him from the moment i saw him.
He reminds me of my dad.
He was a gang member, in fact. Not just any gang but the most powerful gang in tokyo named Toman.
I still choose to marry him cause i really like everything about him. His smile, the way he looks and care for me, the way he talks about our future together and how he touches me with those gentle hands.
For me, everything was perfect.
I couldn't think of anything else more perfect than this.
It has been 2 years and living with hanma was getting difficult with each days passes.
It felt like I've been living with a different person from 2 years ago. He would go home late and rarely talks to me, he even ignores my presence sometimes but i wouldn't mind since couple tend to lose interest sometimes and for some time it will eventually comes back. I thought.
That's what i thought.
But i was wrong.
I wont be too humble it i say im not pretty, its just im pretty plain and dont wear a lot of make up and revealing clothes. But i knew i was above average.
Hanma started to lose interests in our marriage and he even come home early in the morning.
Still, even if i ask him about it. He wouldn't apologize which hurts me like hell.
Everytime im bringing it up, he would get angry and act like it was my fault for nagging at him.
I was preparing dinner for him since it was our anniversary, i cook a butter steak and bought a fine wine. I texted him to tell him that i will wait for him to come home.
It has been 3 hours and still no Hanma. Its already 12 midnight. I stood up and took my jacket and car keys. I'll just visit him at work.
I arrive at one of nightclub Toman owns. They literally manage every club here in tokyo.
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