Miss bunny...(chuuya x reader)

-One-

YOUR POV

It was another day just living my life. It was around 6pm and I had just clocked in to work at the casino. I worked as a waitress, a bunny waitress. I was 22 years old and still was playing dress up like it was Halloween, but instead of getting candy, I got money and compliments. And the occasional grubby hands on me from fat, old, rich bastards. Thankfully, we are allowed to slap their grimy hands off of us. Us workers are very protected here.

I got change out of my sweatpants and tank top in the changing room only to get into a black body suit that didn't have any straps, but it did have the white fluffy bunny tail. I placed a white collar piece upon my neck and black fluffy bracelet cuffs on my wrists. The last piece was the bunny ears headband and my black heels.

A spritz of vanilla perfume and some holographic glitter on my chest, I was ready to step on to the floor for my shift to officially begin.

I made my way to the bar to get a platter of champagne drinks. My best friend Derek ran the bar, he was associated with the mafia like me in a way, except I was the bosses adopted daughter and he was just someone who worked for them. I met him when I started the job four years ago, we clicked immediately and I don't regret a thing.

"Gooood evening Derek"

"Good evening y/n, glad to work with you once again"

"Oh you're too kind"

We both just slightly laughed towards ourselves before he poured me a shot. I needed something to get my night started. I needed something to help keep my composure tonight. It wasn't always easy trying to be friendly to everyone in the casino. It didn't help we could never take things seriously, especially when greeting each other. It was always "sup whore" or "hey bitch". Nothing formal since we didn't care what we called each other, it's not like one of us would get offended. But that was just between Derek and I, everyone else was a different case.

"So, how's Mori?"

"Just Mori. Always busy with his mafia fellows. I wish I could meet them some day, buuut he keeps me away"

"I still don't know how in the past twelve years he's had you, he kept you hidden"

"Yea me too. Maybe I'll meet them one day, but who knows"

"Ever talked to him about it?"

"Well duh, but he changed the subject and tells me that being associated with them wouldn't be safe or very good"

"You're literally working in a casino which a bunch of rich and other mafia men come in to"

"Exactly my point, it's stupid, maybe I'll get kouyou to talk some sense in to him"

"Ah yes, mama kouyou"

"She's lovely. Anyways, I should probably get serving"

"Ah right. Here's your tray"

"Why thank you"

I grabbed the tray and winked at Derek while blowing him an air kiss before walking away. I made sure to sway my hips and walk with my head held high like I owned the place or something. More males usually give me tips when I do so since they find it appealing and attractive, I gotta do what I gotta do. For some reason, when men see a woman acting like they're in charge, their little head perks up. And I'm not talking about the head on their shoulders.

"Hey, over here please!"

My eyes looked over to the direction of where the voice came from. There was a booth with four gentlemen sitting. I walked over and placed the four glasses that were on my tray infront of the men, one infront of each.