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nothing felt more fulfilling, talking with rindou like children and giggling over pointless interactions you could see in the city below. it felt relieving, knowing he was here with you, and not fucking some girl at the club who would fall at his feet and endure every need and feeling he had to release. in this moment you were utterly oblivious to why, but you wanted rindou all to yourself. you were the haitani brothers' girl, and no one else would ever be allowed to hold that title.
"would you look at that." rindou murmered, pulling himself from your lap and hands as you admired the messy hair. "it's morning." rindou stood from you and pulled on the blazer he had removed from earlier, noting that it was already midday considering the position of the sun. "i'll see you in a meeting or something, until then, goodbye y/n." he sent you a grin that made his eyes squint, just before he shot off down your door and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
he was just joking around, right?
nevermind that for now, you had a bigger problem at hand. work. as hateful as it felt to admit it, you weren't accepted into bonten to simply lounge around and enjoy the luxuries, you had work to be doing. more than hesitantly, you reached for your phone across the couch and scrolled through to open some messages from last night, most of the boys had taken it to themselves to place their numbers into your phone within the short interaction you had with them last night.
kaku<3 | goodnight y/n
ran!! | morning doll | meet me in the lounge whenever you're ready. | you've got me as your tour guide for the day ;)
goddammit, you dreaded, yanking yourself up and heading to the en-suite in order to hose off and ready yourself for a long, long day. the only thing you had to look forward to once again was smoking your lungs away in the bonten lounge later this evening.
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"...and to sum all that up, because i know you weren't listening- mikey wants you in charge of the commercial elements of bonten. he thought you'd be good in running the clubs, considering you spent almost ten years working within one of our own and managed to not kill yourself." ran laughed, his tour throughout the offices and corridors of the bonten warehouse coming to an end as you both leaned against the furthest wall down the bleached white interior of the building.
