𝔹𝕣𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕟 • 𝔹𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕋𝕣𝕚𝕠 𝕩 𝔽𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕖! ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛.𝟾

Three days had passed, and you found yourself wandering into the nightclub that was owned by the Haitanis. Manjiro was beside you, as he had been the one to convince you to come. As you walked, you found yourself tugging at the ends of your mini dress - the one that Manjiro had boughten for you as a 'gift' to commemorate your budding friendship.

To say it's been odd to have him by your side would be the understatement of the year. You were typically a quiet person, you always had been, and Manjiro used to be the more talkative of the two, but it seems he had changed more than just appearance-wise as you both enjoyed each other's company in some small bouts of silence. The last day and a half it's been a little easier to speak to him since you've slowly started to come out of your shell, but only with him.

Everyone else you've given the cold shoulder to, especially the 'Bonten Trio,' as you had found out that was what the rest of Bonten called Sanzu and the Haitani's. The only one you seemed to not mind was Kakucho, but that was because he had never tried to force a conversation with you and instead opted to keep his distance.

"Oh my," Rindou said under his breath as he spotted you and Manjiro by the entrance of the club, making seven other heads turn to lock onto your figure.

Ran whistled lowly, and Sanzu nodded at Ran's response to seeing your curvy figure in such a revealing outfit. Sure you had worn leggings and a tank top around them, but you had never been so dolled up like this. The way your hips swayed as you walked had Rindou locked in a trance, and he didn't realize the death glare you were shooting him by the time you made it to the VIP section.

"You're so fucking hot," Sanzu said from his spot behind the table, a couple of the men nodding in agreement. You were already nervous about feeling so exposed like this, and about being in a club with booming music that made your heart race as it triggered you slightly, and without thinking you stepped behind Manjiro.

"You're scaring her." Ran said, shifting in his spot and creating a space between him and his brother, patting the leather next to him as a sign that he had wanted you to sit down.

"Go sit down, okay?" Manjiro ordered, making you swallow thickly. You really didn't want to be here, and you sure as hell didn't want to be beside the Haitani's, but you knew you couldn't disobey the head of Bonten so boldly.

So, you slowly walked over to Ran, who merely opened his legs and maneuvered them so you could get past him, but he ended up taking his time in moving his opposite leg once you were standing in between them, and you had your eyes trained on your heels as he moved, finally allowing you to sit down beside the two, purple-haired men.

You made sure to keep quiet, your hands folded nervously in your lap as you tried to block out the thrumming bass that was wracking your entire body. You tried to focus on the conversation that everyone was immersed in, but you couldn't. Once Takeomi lit his lighter while bringing a cigarette to his lips, you found yourself jolting suddenly, your legs bumping both Ran and Rindou's and making them both look down at you.

They could feel you trembling beside them as they had nearly sandwiched you in between the both of them. Rindou shared a knowing look with Ran, who simply nodded before reaching down and grabbing one of your hands in his own. You flinched from the heat of his touch, but you were so scared that you didn't bother to pull away.

"Come on, let's go dance." Rindou leaned forward a bit so that he was now level with your ear, his hot breath fanned across your ear and neck as he spoke and he couldn't help but steal a glance at your cleavage from the new angle he had achieved from his close proximity, and you weren't able to scold him because you red face was turned as far away from him as it could be in order to hide your embarrassment.