❝I need to put me first❞ | Being back home isn't as good as Rose thought it would be, living surrounded by a family she doesn't know is taking a toll on her. As Rose tries to deal with her amnesia while she also comes to terms with trying to find ou...
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Han sighs as he watches you walk away, he knew that you were just trying to protect yourself from opening up to people again, but he was sure you'd come around. "She seems nice," Reiko muttered hesitantly as they too watched the brunette walk away to the small bedroom in the back.
"She's just dealing with a lot of issues right now," Han said defensively. He thought bringing Rosalie to Tokyo would make her feel more of the freedom it had given him. In some ways, he believes it has. He saw the expression on her face when she was learning how to drift, but she was keeping herself locked away emotionally.
Not that he could say much about pretending to be ok.
"She's hot. Looks kinda mean but hot," Twinkie blurted out as Earl nudged him with his elbow when Han gave the dark-skinned boy a pointed stare. Twinkie was easily infatuated with women, but Rosalie was not the one. He shouldn't be getting a schoolboy crush on her.
"Like I said, she's got her issues" taking out a bag of candy, Han started eating to keep his hands occupied after everything with Giselle. It was getting harder to not start smoking again. "Plus, she's nice than she looks when you get to know her."
Reiko gives a little gasp as she utters the word "Tsundere" under her breath. Han laughed to himself at how much Rosalie was just like her brother. No matter how they treated people, they always seemed to flock to the Toretto's.
"So, is she single?" Twinkie asked, rubbing his hands together in a fake confident manner when realistically if Rosalie were to come out now and talk to him, the army brat would probably run.
"It's not happening, Twink," Han smirked as the boy deflated, "and if you think it was to happen, it still isn't happening," The older man said with a protective gleam in his eye. Realistically he knew Rosalie could protect herself better than he could, but that doesn't mean he couldn't try.
"Do you think she dislikes us?" The teenage girl asked sheepishly; as much as Han knew that she gave off the vibe of being able to take care of herself, she also had a thing of wanting to be liked.
"I don't think she hates you," Han grimaces trying to alter his words as not to offend the girl or anger the female in the small back room. "She'll probably just quietly work on stuff around here and totally ignore your entire existence, but she doesn't have anything against you personally."
The three kids in front of him all exchange glances at his words, making him sigh deeply "once again, she's got-"
"-issues, we know," they all shouted in unison as he furrowed his eyebrows at them, these kids were hard work how he put up with the three of them he'll never know, and now on top of them, he has the sassiest person he'd ever met living in his garage with him.
"Stop telling them I have issues before I come out there and give you an issue" the four of them jumped in fear as an annoyed shout came from the back room where the American girl could obviously hear everything they were saying.
The teenagers all froze in fear, but Han was used to the Toretto family by now. He was also known for pushing his luck and couldn't help himself "see," he mock whispered, eating more of his candy "issues."
"That's it, I'm kicking your ass, Han!" the expression of pure terror was not one they ever thought they would see on the older man's face, but the angry footsteps approaching had them all running in seconds.
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Dom and Brian got out of the blonde's minivan as inconspicuously as they could. Breaking into the salvage yard wasn't something the two of them had planned previously, but Brian told Dom about the car he'd convinced Rosalie and how he miraculously knew where to find one.
The eldest Toretto was immediately down to steal the broken body of the car his baby sister was wanting. Anything for Rosalie that should be their family motto alongside 'Ride or Die' whatever the youngest Toretto wanted she pretty much got.
Honestly, it just made the two men happy that she was getting back to living her life, even if that had to be in Tokyo with Han. It's not like they would never see her again, not like when they thought she was dead. At least now, she had made a choice to leave for her own benefit.
They'd tried playing happy families for a while, but Dom could tell his sister wasn't the same person she was when he left. That's why he let her go. He blamed himself for her death, and he'd blame himself for her pain now she was alive too.
Checking out the area around them for guards or cameras, especially since their local hacker had hopped on a plane to Japan, they moved closer to the lot.
"So, I may have been the one who called in this car to be towed," Brian admitted as he broke the lock on the gates to the yard, "and the reason it's here in the first place."
Dom let out a snort as they made their way into the salvage yard discreetly. "First you couldn't get my nephew on imports, and now my sister, you need to move on brother" he grinned as they scanned the lot.
Brian scoffed, finding the beat-up car. "You say that, but for a Toretto, she was easy enough to convince over the phone," the blonde smirked, putting his arm through the broken window and releasing the brake.
They would take the car and tow it back with the van and then somehow send it over to Tokyo to Rosalie. The smugness in Brian's tone was thick, and he'd never let it go that he persuaded a Toretto to go with an import instead of a muscle car.
The older male just shook his head with his signature grin when they both moved to push the car out of the lot. He knew it was more likely that his sister had seen the style of the vehicles they drifted over in Japan more than Brian's influence of her. "Yeah, sure. Whatever you say, minivan".
