Tokyo Revengers x Reader

7 A.M [Sanzu]

CW: Implied dubcon, toxic relationship

  The cold tile of the empty restroom was the only thing you could feel right now. Not the pain spreading through your scalp from the constant tugging of your hair, the scratches on your forearm from his sharp fingernails, or the heated spots on your face from the few hits he'd given you. Only the cold tile against your warm body as you coughed up your lunch into the toilet bowl. Had you not gone along with his ridiculous plans you would've been at home finishing your study guide, but had you said no you wouldn't have seen him again for another two weeks.

    Standing to fix yourself in front of the mirror, you realize just how much you have changed for this man. You were dressed from head to toe in clothes that Sanzu had bought you as a gift. One day he said that he loved when you matched his style because people would know you were his so from then on you left your taste behind. As long as he was happy you didn't care to do the things he wanted. Before you could start to feel pathetic for your choices you make your way back to the private booth Sanzu bought for the night.

   The music playing in the background was barely heard over the loud shouts and laughs going through the room. Everyone was either drunk or high trying to talk over each other and exchange outrageous stories. The empty bottles they tossed to the side were replaced immediately by the staff and the low table in front of the couch still had scattered pills and what looked like lines of coke spread around the appetizers. Tonight you learned that rich people would put anything in their bodies after witnessing a young couple inject snake venom into their arms to get high.

    "You done crying in the bathroom babe?" Sanzu shouts as he slings his arm over your shoulders. "You need another pill?" He starts to nuzzle his nose into your neck, loving the smell of your perfume. After your first encounter, he'd bought the perfume thinking that it'd suit you.

    "The last thing I need right now is a pill somebody done laced". Your voice came out small but Sanzu heard you. It was obvious to him that you were trying to keep your voice from wavering. You had always been sensitive, every little thing he did would lead to you complaining about his actions or his carefree nature. He thought you'd leave that at home but no here you are acting like somebody hurt your feelings.

    "My god" Sanzu let out an exaggerated sigh while removing himself from you completely, turning to drink the rest of the liquor left in the half-empty bottle. "You said you wanted to be here with me, knowing what I was about" his voice wasn't as playful compared to when he was speaking to his weird friends and he surely wasn't looking at you as if you were his lover anymore. He grabbed your chin and forced you to meet his gaze "But here you are sulkin' and shit, we're at a party for fucks sake lighten up!"

    The music didn't stop, the talking did. This was the first time you could hear the lyrics to the songs that were playing in the background. It was as if everyone was waiting to see Sanzu berate his girlfriend. You couldn't even blame them for it though because knowing Sanzu he probably promised to give them all a show.

    His sudden outburst had left you too stunned to argue with him. All you did was answer his question! To be honest, he was the one that deserved to be shouted at for his disgusting behavior, but being too nice for your own good you had decided to wait until the both of you were in private.

    You pressed your lips together to stop them before they could start trembling. There was no way you'd cry in front of these people and become a laughing stock, even if they were just tears of frustration. You turn to leave the room more than ready to go home. Even Though you allowed this man to push your limits and change you to his liking he still didn't treat you like a lover. Still seeing you as nothing more than his plaything he could place on his shelf until he was ready to have his fun.

    Why did you even love him? What made it hard for you to leave him when he only cared about himself? Did you really think you could make him love you?"