𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐁𝐎𝐑 [𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢]

15

Why would she be like this?

He thought to himself all the possibilities that could happen to y/n while driving at full speed to their building conplex. At first he wanted to look after Y/n but if she runned away from her apartment he thought something more important happen at her apartment and she will eventually find her way back home or pick her up from somewhere.

"Rindou?" the woman asked confused when she saw the parking his car in the front of the building.
"Y/n, i was looking for you." he exit his car and quickly checked on the girl for any wounds on her body. "What happend?" he asked after being sure she had no injuries.
"That neighbor that you meet with him some time ago, when he asked about some salt or sugar i don't fucking remember. He is or was in my apartment. He said he had some problems wuth his bathroom and i let him use mine." she quickly explained and followed the male that quickly started walking after hearing a male was in her apartment.
"Y/n, you shouldn't let strangers in your house. I thought you knew that already." he said angrily.
"I just wanted to be a good neighbor." she defents herself.
"Well you weren't that good of a neighbor when you ruined that night." he said a small smile appearing on his face.
"We are going back to that?" she asked annoyed, making the male laugh. "That's not funny, Haitani."
"You should saw your face. Admit it already, you love so much." he said smirking at the woman.

I do.

"I don't."
"I'm the only male you constantly talk with." he said waiting for her answer.
"That doesn't mean I like you." she said rolling her eyes.
"But that does mean something." he said stopping in front of your apartment and searching his pockets for something. "As much as you probably want to check on your apartment and cat and can't let you, with that man inside." he said pulling a key and give it to her. "My apartment key, go inside and look the door and for God's sake don't open it unless it's me." he quickly pulled her into the direction of his apartment.

I'm entering his apartment? I'm so excited. I feel like a simp right now.

"Go in. I'm waiting here until you enter." he said resting his back to the wall and watching the woman that struggled to open the door.
"That's impossible." she said giving up.
"Because your hands are shaking." he got closer to the girl and snatched the key from her hand to open the door from her. "Are you that excited to see my apartment?" he giggle into her ear, sending chills on her back and the color red quickly took over her cheeks. "Make sure to lock the door." he gave the key back to her and walked back to her apartment, entering it this time.

She quickly entered his apartment and look it right after just as he said. She doesn't even remember when she took her shoes off and started walking around the apartment.

This whole house smells like him.

The apartment in his own way and minimalistic, though the expensive things made it look like it somehow much bigger. He either knew or use his money for the design pick. It was something unique yet small and expensive. It wasn't something you would be able to see everyday but it was indeed something she wanted to see everyday. Unlike, the owner of the apartment, the house itself seemed pretty welcoming even with the dark tones he had all around the rooms. She analysed the apartment.

I like this more than my apartment.

What a house would be, without a bedroom? She accidentally found it when she tripped over his phone charger and in an attempt of trying to fall wrapped her hand around the doorknob, which only lead to the door dragging her further and also falling.

"Fuck." she mumbled slowly getting up and looking at the room confused.

She curiously walked inside, trying to not fall again and looked around.

His bedroom is more boring than his soul is.

Like, the rest of the apartment the bedroom look good and expensive yet it was all a dark violet except the floor that was a light shade of wood. From the bedsheets to the carpets on the floor to the curtain, everything was dark violet.

Does he has like multiple bedsheet on this shade of violet and he changed them to 'my little pony' ones?

The room was, indeed, pretty, yet all one color she found it somehow boring. He had no other pigments in it. Until she saw a frame on his nightstand and some polaroids sticked to the drawers. The photo inside the frame was one with his brother, that seemed took recently, since looking at the polaroids both brothers were having different hairstyles and different hair colors. She wasn't quite sure which one was Rindou but she assumed that the one that was wearing glasses even though they looked pretty alike.

He was blonde? That's so cute.

She quickly pulled her phone out and started taking pictures of the polaroids she found cute. She will used them in her advantage later, to tease the male and to also stare at them when she had nothing better to do, which will probably be more than 10 times a day.

I should get Ran's number, he sure has baby photo's or Rindou.

Laying down on his bed, she slowly scrolled to the picture she took to see if they are blurry or if she captured the whole polaroid in the frame. She felt her hands getting weak as the phone felt so heavy on her hands, her eyes desperately tried to not close, which she failed. Her eyes immediately closed after she gave up on keeping them opem and she soon felt into a deep sleep.