World's Apart (Tokyo Revengers x Reader)

Disband

Shinichiro and the founders of Black Dragons were in the bike shop with (Y/n). The girl decided to visit the group after work since she hadn't seen them in so long.

"Shinichiro told me you guys were working on a gym?" She asked them curiously. It made her wonder if they were gonna start their own business by making a gym for guys.

Wakasa tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, "We're finished remodeling it, so it's now open to the public. You're welcome to come and see if you'd like." He glanced at her with his lazy hooded eyes, a lollipop in his mouth.

(Y/n) pondered on it for a bit before nodding her head decidedly, "I haven't been to a gym in a long while, maybe I should go."

Shinichiro opened his mouth to protest. He wasn't fond of other guys looking at what was his. He knew how a guy's mind works. Their eyes love to wander to places where they shouldn't be....god her chest is so small and plump....

A smack resounded in the work shop, causing (Y/n) and the other three to turn. Shinichiro had a flaming red hand print on his right cheek.

"Shin?" (Y/n) reluctantly asked. The older Sano adverted his eyes away from her (e/c) ones, coughing into his fist.

"It's nothing." He quickly said, laughing nervously. Wakasa and the others gave their former leader a suspicious gaze. "Wanna get some lunch?" He changed the subject instantly.

A couple days later, (Y/n) decided to visit the gym where Wakasa and the others were. She pushed the door open, a blast of cool air hitting her.

Around her, there were many guys of all sizes working out on the machines, shirtless and sweaty. She roamed around for a bit, spotting a small arena.

Inside, was surprisingly Madarame and Rindou Haitani. Ran was leaning against the wall, a sweatshirt on his body, white towel slung over his shoulder. He was a spectator to the little match being held.

His purple hues landed on (Y/n), a lazy smirk curling on his lips as he pushed off the wall and approached the girl who was watching the fight. "Hey, baby." He kissed her cheek, surprising her when he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.

"Ran." She glanced up at him, his height towering hers.

"What's a pretty girl like you doing here? This the men's gym." Ran asked, leaning his entire body weight on her, causing her to bend forward.

(Y/n) rolled her eyes, her hands instinctively placed on top of his, "Someone I know owns this gym and I promised them I'd come by and take a look." She explained.

"Oh?" Ran hummed in her ear.

Rindou tackled Madarame, who flipped him onto his back, raising his fist to punch the young Haitani when he retaliated with locking his wrist and twisting it.

Madarame cursed, falling onto his back when Rindou kicked his face, before tackling him. He gave punch after punch towards 'Mad Dog.' 

The younger Haitani smirked, wiping some sweat off his forehead. Droplets of water sliding down his muscular chest where the right side of his body was covered with a large tattoo, front and back.

"I didn't know Rindou had a tattoo." (Y/n) mused, "It looks like a skull." She observed.

Ran smirked, brushing his lips against the shell of her ear, "Wanna know where the other half is?" He bit her cheek softly.

"On you?" (Y/n) guessed. Ran chuckled, "Guessed correctly, hon." He praised, getting all touchy-feely towards her.

(Y/n) elbowed his chest harshly, causing him to wince at her strength and back away, "Calm your testosterone, boy."