ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴡʟ | Tokyo Revengers

ε°з XVII: Choose me

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After finishing grading the students' tests, Y/n was able to leave and get back to the man of her life.

"I'm home!"

"Dinner will be ready in a moment!" His scream was heard from the kitchen.

Life was simple and perfect and it never gets old for them. She loved to arrive home and see the whole kitchen upside down, his hair tied up in a messy bun, his bright smile, and his arms around her, hugging and spinning her in the air before placing a little peck on her lips.

"How was your day, my love?"

"Good! How was yours, Kei?"

"It was fine until a cat slipped out from the store, you should've seen Kazutora and Chifuyu running down the street trying to catch it."

He was cheerfully laughing while serving the food on plates and she set the table ready to eat.

The conversation flew smoothly whenever they were alone in their sweet home. They have fun cleaning and dancing in the kitchen, tease each other and give all the love they have, watching the world melt in their eyes with desire and appreciation, nothing else mattered.

He carried her body with her legs and arms embracing him, steading her weight, their lips nibbling each other while making their way to bed.

He laid her carefully, making her heart race with wet kisses over her naked skin, earning gasps and whimpers from her. One of her hands took a handful of his hair when his fangs dip into the side of her neck, then his tongue caressed the same spot with delicacy.

His hands traveled down her curves, leaving goosebumps and increasing their desire. "You're my one and only, Y/n," Baji murmured before licking her earlobe.

Tears slipped out of her eyes with unbearable pain in her heart. Everything turned blurry and confusing. This perfect moment wasn't real.

The scenario changed, and she's at the dumpsters again, holding his bloodied body in her lap.

"I love you." He smiled for the last time.

The woman's eyes were humid when she woke up, the same feeling she had that day: her chest burning up from the lack of air and her fast heart rate made her unsettled. Sitting up, Y/n waited for her breathing to get steady.

After years of his death, his memory still lingers in her mind. She was used to it by now, the fantasy she made up haunts her often: y/n, an elementary school teacher that lives with her fiance, the owner of a pet shop, both live happily in their house along with fostered cats and dogs, Toman never existed and all their friends have successful lives.

Instead of that beautiful dream, she's here involved with the country's security, helping her friends, and working hard to fulfill her goal of taking everything from the one who changed their lives with his tricks and manipulation but, damn it, the man was intelligent as hell and always ahead of the police.

The man that was laid at her side didn't notice when she stood and put up her clothes that were all over the floor before leaving the room still feeling her heart sinking.

The light of the sunrise was slowly entering through the large glass panels of the living room when she sat at the kitchen counter with a cup of coffee, missing the easy and peaceful life of her dreams.

"Troubles sleeping again?" The drowsy man wandered into the kitchen yawning and serving himself a cup. She nodded in answer and accepted his embrace when he came closer, placing his body between her legs, leaving a delicate kiss on her shoulder before resting his head over it. "Choose me and I will take care of you." His hands were roaming her back up and down with tender touches.