You're refraining yourself to frown when you're forced to come home early, it's a good thing that you always keep spare clothes in your car so you were able to clean yourself after the steamy quickie with Sanzu. After he hid in the bathroom, you didn't see him again nor got his number.
It's always like this, after sharing a good time with him he'll disappear and would appear when you need him.
The moment you parked your car and entered the house, you heard a loud shatter of glass that didn't even make you flinch. Takeomi's drunk, that's for sure, the reason? You have no idea.
The different smell on you a while ago? That'll be overacting, he doesn't have any rights.
You neatly placed your doctor's robe on the armrest of the sofa before heading to Takeomi's direction and you saw him there leaning on the table with bottles of liquor on the table and his woman soothing him. The pang in your chest is already so normal that your calm demeanour didn't even waver.
"I'm home." You said and the both of them turned to you. The woman who slightly backed away but her eyes held a grudge on you, yeah. Mei, she's a typical shit that ruins marriage, and giving a fuck is just a waste of time.
Takeomi's gaze landed on you, the ethereal and sophisticated beauty that he loved. Remembering how he smelled someone on you makes his blood boil so he stood up wobbling. He approached you with a glare, "How dare you... fucking do that." He angrily uttered and your indifferent eyes just looked at him.
"Is this what you wanna say? Why don't you enjoy your woman's company?" You answered and glanced at Mei, Takeomi's shameless mistress that clung on his arms because of the intimidation that she felt.
"You smell like a man a while ago, are you sleeping around? That's a fucking shame on you. You can even produce a child so why—" You cut him off with a hard slap with your face still looking at him calmly.
"You. Don't. Have. Any. Rights." You sternly uttered word by word that seemed to take him aback, you are a sweet wife. Well, it's were now. You glanced at Mei, "You're the one who should be ashamed of yourself, before you just come home smelling like other women but now, look at you. Shamelessly letting them live here, are you proud?" You asked and he wasn't able to answer.
After a minute of silence his mouth opened like he found a good excuse, "I'm doing this for us because you can't give me a child. This is for us, and Mei is pregnant we have a child now—"
"I will never accept that child." You seriously said and your calm facade faded and was replaced by a sharp glare. "That is not mine and will never be. Takeomi, you and your hoe should know shame. You're fucking pathetic." You said with disgust.
"Y/n! Don't talk to Mei like that. She's the one who fulfilled the thing you weren't able to do!" Takeomi shouted at you like it's a matter of fact.
Your eyes ran on Mei's appearance, from her head to her toes and back to her face before clicking your tongue. "I never knew that people's tastes get dull as they get older, or maybe it's just you." You replied, calming yourself again.
"Use me." Remembering those words from Sanzu felt like a motivation to fight back. You're done being good and would just ignore them, you're done drinking your problems away while they enjoy themselves. Sanzu's right, you're a smart woman so why let them treat you like this?
A small smile formed on your lips, I never knew that my patient would be the reason for my determination, a man that I only met twice at that. You ridiculously thought.
"And you said your bitch fulfilled a thing that I lacked, well I also found someone who will fill those gaps that you caused when you broke me." You muttered before turning your back at him and walked away.

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Lethal Taste || Sanzu Haruchiyo
Fanfiction❝You're my poison yet I will not stop craving for your lethal taste. ❞ They said doing things that could kill you could also be blissful, and in yours and his case. It was true. Sanzu Haruchiyo, the man who continues to suppress his tendencies will...