Ran's left hand was on the stirring wheel while his right rested on Nyoko's thick thigh. They made conversation with one another before Nyoko connected their phone to the car's aux. She was shuffling through a playlist trying to find the right song while Ran kept his focus on the road. Nyoko made a sound of excitement when she found the perfect song; Girl by The Internet.
Ran glanced at Nyoko, smiling softly as he listened to the lyrics. Now, he certainly wasn't very good at speaking English but he was fluent. The song was slow and glassy, the beat was smooth and the lyrics went well with the melody. Not to mention the woman singing was doing an amazing job conveying her emotions.
The song in Ran's mind captured how he felt about Nyoko perfectly. They were going to be his partner, and anything she wanted was unquestionably hers. He was determined to make Nyoko know that they could rely on him.
Passion burning, causing rapture of laughter
Pressure building, falling faster and faster
If I told you that you rock my world, I want you around me
Would you let me call you my girl, my girlfriend, my girlfriend?
I can give you the life you deserve, just say the word, baby
And I got you, darling, I got youThat was easily the best verse in his opinion, because it felt so true to Ran. He would and could do anything for Nyoko; anything to make things easier on his babydoll. He knew he could give them the life they deserved, no question about it, all Nyoko would have to do is say that's what they wanted and Ran would gladly give it.
The pressure in his chest grew larger and more engulfing the more he saw the ethereal beauty, but by no means was he complaining. Oh not at all. It only meant he was falling faster and faster for the younger. Ran would proudly admit that."Ran?"
"Yes, babydoll?"
"I don't know much about you but you know many things about me, so why don't you tell me about yourself?"
Ran should have saw this coming from a mile away. He'd been pretty good an avoiding the topic of himself for the past week since they'd met, but he should have known it wouldn't work forever. He sighed softly as the car turnt a corner, they had a bit to go before they were even in the city limits which also meant they were nowhere near the museum.
"Well what do you want to know?"
"Anything you're comfortable telling me, darling."
Nyoko placed both of their hand atop the one Ran had on their thigh, looking at him with a gentle smile. Ran glanced at her, seeing as he had no excuse to use and no way to say no when Nyoko looked this adorable.
"I'm from Roppongi, born and raised. Rindou is my only biological family member that matters to me."
He took a pause.
"I'm going to tell you now that I'm not a good person whatsoever—"
"That's alright. If I'm honest, I knew you couldn't be all good if you were working with my father. But that doesn't mean anything, really! No matter what you tell me nor how bad you were in the past will make me think any less of you. I'm certain of it."
Nyoko's voice was fluid and full of honesty. Their heart was so pure in Ran's eyes; she trusted and believed in him so much. Ran licked over his lips, breathing in before continuing.
"I spent a bit of time in juvie when I was 13 because my brother and I killed a guy, we beat him so bad he died. I was in a gang after I got out, the leader was a guy I met in juvie whom I respected greatly."
Ran sighed softly, glancing at Nyoko who seemed to be listening carefully.
"Their was a bad gang fight and he unfortunately passed away trying to save his best friend, after that fight however I was arrested again. After that I dabbled in different things, gambling, beating guys that crossed Rindou and I, and other stupid delinquent shit. I'd be a liar if I said I wasn't proud of the things I've done, I'm very prideful even if the things I've done aren't tasteful."
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Seraphic | Ran Haitani
Fanfic"I'll just try again later, dollface." In which the notorious Ran Haitani becomes infatuated with the CEO of a special weapons company eldest child, Nyoko Hirawa. Formally titled Lazy Smile