𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐞 | Yandere Tokyo Revengers x Reader

05.

❝ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. ❞

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.... [Y/n]'s house

*-... 4:02 P.M.

Silence filled the large living room. It was awkward, you swear you saw a crow fly by with three dots behind it.

"You did.. what now?" Draken emphasized the 'what' in question, his eyes seemed to be nearly as wide as the sun.

Mikey raised his right arm that had a towel draped over it. It was then you noticed his build. To put it simply he was pretty built, having a six pack and all at the age that he was at. You felt heat rush to your cheeks instantly. Your eyes turned away and you bit the inside of your lip, almost drawing out blood.

Feeling a hand pat your shoulder, you turned your head back. Mikey didn't seem to notice your reaction to noticing his body.

"You know, it's fine since it was you and not someone else," he sent you a soft smile.

Draken stood in shock, 'why is he being so nice towards her? He's never like this to others, never..'

Your face remained slightly tinted with pink while you walked both of them to the couch. Funnily enough, they both welcomed themselves onto your couch without a care.

"So uh, back to business," you started, slightly unsure of how to ask. "Did you guys get me my phone?"

Draken pulled a bag out of the thin air and threw it at you. Sadly, you were unable to catch the boxed phone before it fell onto the floor.

"Shit."

Mikey kept a silent chuckle to himself, "we aren't buying you another."

"I was the one who paid," Draken deadpanned.

You picked up the white rectangular package and ripped off the plastic wrap. The thin material was crumpled up into a ball before thrown randomly across the room.

"Thank you, you really didn't have to get me a higher model.." you bent over and bowed to the two in gratitude. "Thank you Draken!"

"What!? What about me!?" Mikey exclaimed.

You couldn't help but giggle, "isn't Draken the one that paid though?"

"I did something too!" Mikey protested, he wore a pout.

His taller friend looked down at him, "like what?"

"Like carrying and bring the bag," he proudly stated.

"Well too bad, you didn't get kicked on the dick, I'll take this as an apology," Draken turned to you, giving you a soft glare.

"My bad then, guess it was my fault that there was food on the picnic mat today," you sarcastically stated while rolling your [e/c] orbs.

'I know it is my fault, but I refuse to accept that fact,' you mentally said.

Draken sucked in the air, "sure.. you know what, I'm gunna go."

"Hey wait up! I didn't get to do what I was going to do first!" Mikey reminded Draken.

"Then do it already!"

The gang leader jogged over to you and snatched the phone from your hand.

"Hey! What are you going to do now, break my new phone?!" Your eyes pierced through the back of his head.

You stood helpless as you watched him type his number to add his phone number onto your phone.

"Add mine too while you're at it," you heard Draken tell Mikey.

Glaring at both of them, you grabbed the nearest item you could find and quietly approached Toman's leader from behind. You crept on your toes, quickly in hopes of being able to get a hit on him.

As you raised your weapon, which in this case was an orange ceramic vase, you drew it back and was about to smash it when your plan backfired. While the vase went down onto Mikey, you failed to remember how quickly Mikey's reflexes were. He was able to stop the vase with a swift kick that barely grazed your hand.

Though, you were in perfect condition, other than your state of shock, the vase wasn't. The poor ceramic art was on the floor, broken into several pieces of orange ceramic.

You'd stared down at the broken shards before up at Mikey. The male's eyes seemed unbothered as ever.

"I'm not paying for that," he waved off at the air.

"But you broke it," you reminded him.

Mikey calmly entered the last two digits of his number into your phone before saving it and looking at you, "why did you try to hit me? "

"I.. I wasn't!" You badly lied.

'She looks.. cute when she's trying to defend herself,' he thought, his eyes careful to read your expressions.

"I'll let you off since you're special, but in exchange, we're going to meet tonight. I'll text you the address. See ya [N/n]," he followed behind Draken.

They both walked out of your house and you sighed and groaned, "what did I do to deserve this. God dammit, my uncle might kill me if he finds out that one of the vases broke.. I guess I'll just have to try to hide the fact that it's broken."

You mumbled to yourself in misery as you crouched down to the floor and began to pick up the large shards of broken ceramic.

'I wonder what Mikey did on my phone,' your mind wandered.

"Shit!" Your attention was turned back to the ground.