[DISCONTINUED] tokyo revengers one-shots.

#-♡ 𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘚. ́/ how pathetic

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𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀: bonten! manjiro x reader, whip <3.

It was completely unavoidable. This day had to come sooner or later, and unfortunately, it arrived sooner. It was at this point that Manjiro's health began to deteriorate.

The 'Phantom troupe,' a rival group, had met up to Bonten in terms of talent. Such as fighting standards and weapon improvements. And when gambling, they took roughly a million dollars from Kokonoi.

Bonten has dealt with similar problems in the past. Every time resulting in the other gang getting crushed, before joining forces with Bonten to expand their own gang. Except this time, like no other, they were threatening Y/N, his treasured girlfriend.

He didn't even think to tell her about the threat because it was so severe. He simply told her not to be worried when she asked about the extra security by her side at all times. But Mikey was as well, just subtly.

"MIKEY, COME HERE!! I HAVE SOMETHING TO SHOW YOU!!" y/n's voice echoed throughout the normally quiet penthouse.

She had dug up some stuff in the closet by the front door and discovered letters she had written to Manjiro in high school. Regardless of the fact that the blonde, now white-haired man rarely attended school, he would do it for her.

She mostly went along with him with his constant attempts to drag her out. When she didn't, she'd write him letters with little scribbled pictures to keep him awake. What? She needed to make something quickly before the teacher noticed her. Oh, those were the days...

As she sat mesmerized by the words before her, she noticed that her boyfriend had not responded or even came downstairs, and she began to wonder what he was even up to.

"Ugh, he's going to be the death of me," she grumbled as she carefully dropped everything and walked upstairs.

She knocked twice before turning the knob and entering the room she and her lover shared. When she saw him manspreaded, and quietly
sobbing on the edge of the bed, she furrowed her brows.

He wasn't one to show emotions and if he did, it would be when no one was around. Hell, not even his lover girl. He just didn't want to seem weak and vulnerable. To him, expressing emotions such as sadness, made him feel weak to the core.

Placing a hand on his back he flinched before the calming voice of Y/N softly shushing him brought him back to earth.

"Are you okay?" gosh, that was a stupid question look at him! Y/N thought.

"I'm fine," he lifted his head up from his knees and focused his attention on the wall in-front of him. Taking a short glance at you before looking back at the wall.

"Mhm whatever you say," she sat down beside him placing her head on his shoulder.

Knowing the gang leader long enough she knew that he wasn't going to fess up that easily. So, she might as well stay and wait till (or if) he did.

"I'll give you the details later, just, don't tell anyone please," he blurted and sighed after a little while.

"mmm well let's be pathetic together," she responded as Manjiro pulled her into his lap.

"Alright loser"

"Lover boy," she snuggled into his neck tracing his facial features.

While all Manjiro could think about was how he'd kill to always and forever keep her in his arms. And with how she supports him mentally, he will.

-M4NJIROS