Happiness of Revenge (Mikey xReader x Sanzu)

Chapter 3

You woke up to your alarm going off. You swiftly turned it off, getting out of bed and changing into some casual clothes. You headed to your kitchen to eat a quick breakfast before heading out to your part-time job. You worked as a stocker at a little market on a corner a few blocks away from your home. You've known the owner for a few years, he'd actually been a family friend and when he heard you were trying to save up for a new bike he offered to pay you if you helped him a few times a week stocking some of the lower shelves he couldn't reach due to bad knees. You jumped at the opportunity as soon as he offered, eager to help him out as well as make a little money here and there, plus he offered to keep you off the books so if something happened you couldn't be traced back to him or his store. Though that was mainly for his sake rather than yours as you had quite a few guys eager to get revenge on you somehow even if it involved destroying the place you worked.

"Hello Y/n!" The owner cheerfully said when he saw you walk in, followed by him handing you your work apron. "How have you been? I overheard you got hurt pretty bad yesterday. Are you still okay with stocking stuff still or would you rather I give you something easier for the day?"

You smiled at him, sliding on your apron, tying it gently around you. "No, I'm fine to stock still. The wound seems much worse than it actually is, I promise."

"Alright, I'll take your word for it and trust you know your own limitations." He handed you a box of cans before telling you which aisle they belonged in.

You immediately got to work, kneeling down to start placing the different canned goods into their correct spots on the shelves. You let your mind wander and auto-pilot take over as you work.

What was up with Mikey last night, and why did he suddenly want to spend the night? He left your house without a word the first time yesterday so why did it seem like he wanted to stay longer the second time? Was he serious about the whole he'd remove your binding himself thing? How would he even know if your chest was binded? For all he knew you could just be wearing an undershirt that helped hide your chest, so how would he be able to tell if it was actually binded and not that? You didn't plan on seeing him at all since there was nothing planned with the gang today, so you bound your chest like normal today, though you had been mindful not to do so in any way that could harm your already injured side anymore than it was.

"Excuse me." You heard someone say, snapping you out of your thoughts. "You're Y/n correct?"

You stood up, turning to who was talking to you, seeing it a somewhat familiar face. "Yes, that's me. You're Haruchiyo the vice president of the 5th division right?"

"Correct" he answered.

"So how can I help you?" You asked a bit confused how he found you here or even what he'd need from you.

"I heard you went to dinner with some of the other captains and vice captains last night." He replied looking down at you through his long lashes. "I also heard Mikey seemed quite fond of you. So I thought it best to come meet you, as I was not able to attend last night due to a few.... circumstances of my own."

You were taken a bit aback. Sure you did have dinner with the higher ups last night, and you did take turns embarrassing each other with Mikey but that's not that big of a deal right? "I wouldn't necessarily say the President is fond of me, it's more like he likes messing with me and I mess with him back."

"Oh, I see." Haruchiyo closes his eyes in what you can only assume is a smile, but with his mask on you can't fully tell. "Well, regardless I still thought it was only right for me to introduce myself since you've already met and spoken to the others."

"Well that's nice of you to do. You didn't have to, I'm not any type of special member of the gang so it's not like you had too but thank you for doing so anyways." You smile back at him, admiring what little bit of his face you could see.