NOT COMPLETED AND WON'T BE COMPLETED.
LUXURIOUS - BONTEN X GN!SWITCH!READER
(Mikey, Sanzu, Haitani brothers, Kakucho and Koko)
"This kind of love is getting expensive
We know how to live, baby
We're luxurious, like Egyptian cotton
We're so rich in l...
CHAPTER III ⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅
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⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅ A few days passed since I joined the Bonten executives for a certain job, a job that I couldn't do at the moment since I wasn't really comfortable around the others except for Rindou and Sanzu.
Ran is nice and all, but he can be very explicit sometimes. Kakucho is actually a very nice man with that scar, he just acts very coldly. Takeomi and Mochi are quite friendly, they helped me kind of get used to this new place, while for their boss, I haven't seen him that much, he's always busy working.
Sanzu seemed to be ordered to keep an eye on me in case I found myself in trouble. Being with me, we had some time to catch up with what we did after this bitch decided to leave without telling me. Here he sat, legs spread, arms of the sofa and a lollipop between his lips, his eyes up on me, listening to what I said.
"You used to be such a crybaby, crying here, crying there and the fact that Senju added herself, you were surely two pains in the ass", he verbalized with a wide smile. "Did you change your crybaby behavior?".
"Excuse me, Mr. Ak-- Sanzu Haruchiyo? I am now twenty one years old, a grown adult that pays their taxes and is a respectful citizen".
"That went to jail...".
"It was Takeomi and Mochi's fault, okay? I never murdered that hoe".
"Wanna try killing someone?"
I paused and looked at him with a worried expression. What did he mean by that?
"The thrill is different. It's not the same as the one you get when doing something fun like...", the pinkette stopped to reflect, "going on drugs after two glasses of wine during a party".
"You talk by experience?".
"Hell yeah. You should try that shit".
"Yeah, maybe never".
He sighed. "You're such a bummer, dear", his index and thumb reached for the lollipop stick, a saliva thread was created as soon as the sweet left his mouth moving it in mine. The cherry flavor tickled my tongue. "Have it", he ordered with a grin, just to softly place a peck on my cheek, "I don't want it anymore".
This action was unexpectedly attractive, although it was quite common for us to share food without any worry about saliva.
