❝I am pursuing him simply because he doesn't like me.❞
takashi x reader
。˚ 。 WARNING 。˚ 。
+ cursing
+ lewd words
+ fluff
+ angst
+ violence
+ spoiler;; slightly follows the manga timeline
all tokyo rev characters belong to ken wakui !!
date s...
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∞ ° 𐐪𐑂 ❁ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ❁ 𐐪𐑂 ° ∞
THE DINING WAS...
Uncomfortable for both you and Mitusya. But either way, you still continued on talking even though he doesn't listen to a word you say. He is focused to the dish, you placed at the center of the table which is one of the firsts you learned to cook.
"I can cook this much now." Out of the blue you commented, trying to impress him with the gyudon. Surprisingly, he tried tasting eat before actually eating it. It made you happy, although the possibility that he only ate it because of the hunger drive but you are still glad anyways.
"After the Kanto Incident, Izana and I went back to Yokohama and lived there. When Tenjiku got big, we moved to Roppongi." You stated the old tale. "We got into illegal businesses when I turned 18, at first, we would just accept jobs to abduct, torture people, push drugs... Kill someone in exchange for money. When, we established connection, we stopped selling our violence instead we did the top work."
You waited for Mitsuya to speak, but he didn't.
"I vanished on that day, because after what I did, there's no way I can still show myself to you." You added. "I also don't want to left my brother alone because he has no one aside from me and Kakucho." That is you referring to Izana.
Finally, Mitsuya looked at you. "Are you done?" He asked, obviously stating that he already wants to leave and doesn't want to hear anything you want to say.
You don't have anything more to say, pretty much everything that happened was already told. A part of you is hoping that maybe Mitsuya has a question to ask. Just brushing it off, you nodded and he left the table.
'I deserve this, so I have to endure it.' You thought, palming your cheeks.
The door made a loud thumping sound when Mitsuya entered his room. Instead of sulking, you just did the chores like you are ought to do. Pretty much at this point, you are hopeless about getting Mitsuya's forgiveness.
Right after getting the dishes washed, you knocked on Mitsuya's room to give him the coffee jelly for dessert. But he didn't respond. "Mitsuya? I brought dessert." You announced on the other side of the door.
"I don't need it." His voice was hoarse hinting a deja vu of a happening before.
"Are you sick?" You asked putting your ears closer to the door to hear clearly.
"I'm not, can you leave me alone?" His voice is coming out nasally.
It made you worried, so you invaded the room with the spare key you have.
