❝ 𝐚𝐛 𝐢𝐦𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞 ❞
꒦꒷ ꒷꒦ ꒦꒷꒦ ꒷꒦
━━ the forbidden fruit of eden and the innocent eve;
the hypnotizing siren and the lost sailor;
the seductive temptress and the unknowing victim. ━━
❦ ﹝daki x fem! reader﹞
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— 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐔𝐗𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐋 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐓— named the Kyogoku house, a young woman was seen walking inside the brothel, looking down at the tray of food she was going to give to the person she served under.
She was about six months in working there, and just her luck, she served the incredibly beautiful but just as twisted oiran Warabihime. She always kept a strong mindset and always tried to stay as calm as possible in her presence, she was just too intimidating. She gave the aura that felt like she would absolutely punish you if you said or did one thing minimally wrong.
But... she couldn't help but keep getting drawn in by Warabihime's beautiful looks. Though she was often angry and she was easily agitated, the young woman often thought of her beauty. She would think of her flawless features at the most random times in the day, causing the other girls in the house to wonder if she saw a handsome man around recently, since she kept on smiling and having a slight tint on her cheeks as she thought.
As she turned the corner to Warabihime's room, the young woman took a deep breath before softly knocking on the door.
"What?" The irritated voice of the oiran was muffled, since she was on the other side of the sliding door that was a barrier between the two.
"Warabihime Oiran, I've brought food."
"Leave it outside." She ordered, causing the young woman to nod to herself, placing the tray of food outside her room and leaving without further word.
On the oiran's side of the room, feeling her presence stray further and further away made her look back into her mirror, continuing on working on her appearance before the brothel opened for that night.
'That girl... she doesn't... radiate feelings of fear in my presence like the other girls do,' She thought to herself, turning to check her appearance from different angles, making sure it was absolutely flawless. 'She's been here for what, six months? That's half a year... Normally they would show signs of fear, but this... (L/N) girl, she's completely calm. She's managed this for six months, without showing a single sign of being scared of me. Even if I've thrown things around, she may be surprised for some moments, but afterwards remains calm. What an interesting one.'
A smirk made its way to her face as her appearance was now absolutely perfect, not a single thing on her body was out of place and everything was where it should be. Checking it one last time, her reflection on the mirror confirmed that her appearance was flawless, and she was ready for the night.
