Until death do us part (Manjiro Sano x reader)

3

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After all the commotion, the 7 of them got back on track, and continued to travel to the beach. As y/n held onto Mikey, she felt the bike get slower and slower gradually, which seemed a bit weird to her. Soon enough, he came to a complete stop, causing everyone else to stop too.

...

"Huh?" he scratched the back of his head, N/n facepalming for the second time that day.

"What's up?" Draken asked.

"I'm uh...outta gas," Mikey nervously laughed.

"No way! You're the one who wanted to come all the way out here, dingus!" Baji groaned, n/n sighing along with him.

"That's just like you, Mikey. Never thinking ahead..." N/n added, stepping off the moped.

"Well, we're goin' to the beach. You can roll that thing to a gas station." Mitsuya shrugged.

"This is terrible...! Toman's in some serious shit now." Mikey paled.

"Uh...no dude, this is just your problem." Kazutora sweatdropped.

"It's not just my problem," he replied, smiling mischievously, "so now, we gotta decide who's gettin' gas."

Everyone immediately paled, Mitsuya sighing as he knew what was about to come.

"...with a game of rock, paper, and scissors!"

"I knew it..." Everyone complained in unison.

Soon enough, Baji had lost to everyone and was now stuck with pushing Mikey's moped to a gas station. N/n tagged offered to tag along because she felt bad, so now the two were taking turns pushing the bike.

"God damn it...why do I put up with this," Baji groaned, "it's way too hot out here...I feel like passin' out."

"Mikey's a dumbass," N/n giggled, "...but Kei? If you want...you can go with the others, I'll handle this for ya!"

Baji stopped walking as he looked at Y/n with a shocked face.

"The hell are you talkin' about?! You can't be out here all alone when guys like before are in the area." Baji countered.

"Plus, mom would kill me..." he mumbled.

Both of them picturing the wrath of Baji's mother made them shiver in fear.

"Y-yeah, you might be right about that one..." N/n nervously giggled.

Interrupting their conversation, was yet again the sound of motorbikes coming their way.

"Oh! What's this?!" A familiar voice spat, the sound of engines revving and laughter following behind.

The two turned around cautiously, spotting the same group of bikers that threatened them previously.

"It's two of those little lame-asses from before!" the pompadour guy exclaimed, "we said we'd torch your bikes if we saw ya again, didn't we?!"

Baji gave N/n a worried look, sure, toman could beat these losers, but just them by themselves against 7 older guys? No way. On top of that, they had to protect Mikey's bike.

When the two didn't say anything, the commander ordered his guys to restrain Baji and N/n. They put up a good fight, but eventually, they were retained.

"Stupid brats just wouldn't give it up! Let's just trash that damn moped already!"

Y/n's eyes widened when she saw the leader walk up to Mikey's bike, holding his bat. She struggled in the grasp of the man, as their commander was getting closer and closer to destroying it.