book 2 chp: 4

171 16 6
                                    

Thunder rang out as (M/N) pulled up a block away from Inarizaki. He hummed to himself, being there for a little over a year helped him realize that the sensors would muddle and be fried from the thunderstorm. So, he didn't have to worry about getting caught.

He threw the empty overnight bag on his shoulders, grabbing the gun he keeps in the middle compartment and putting it in his waistband of his lower back.

He grabbed his bo staff, turning it into an umbrella, adjusting his leather gloves with his teeth. He stepped out, the wind pushing his umbrella, he almost lost his grip.

His hair was already getting wet, he finally put the umbrella over his head. He stuck his free hand out, smiling at the droplets that touched his skin. He went into the alleyway, He ripped opened the metal fence, giving him enough room to squeeze through. He then began to run, his boots getting muddy. His hand then touched a wooden fence, some rain still hitting his face as his skin and hair was damp.

He touched below his left eye, feeling the water slowly wash away the foundation. He grimaced. He told Jay to get the waterproof one, looks like he couldn't do that right either.

He reached in his jacket, pulling out a black face mask, then he pulled his hood over him, tightening it so it didn't fall off. The hood covered the rest of the familiar (H/C) hair and the familiar (S/C) complexion of his skin.

He prepared to stay hidden, but knowing... (M/N) shook his head, he will not dwell on them. He will not think about them, about him.

He rather have Aran shoot him infinity more times than to feel the pain he caused, then to feel the pain he received when Suna didn't feel the same way he felt. If Suna loved him, he would be there in this very moment, he would be there protecting him from the storm.

But, he doesn't love him, so he's sneaking back in.

(M/N) hopped the wooden fence, he darted behind trees. He was now in Inarizaki's territory. He was in their backyard, the morning after Suna and him had their first time. The day (M/N) had his official first time.

(M/N) smacked his own head, shaking his thoughts to get rid of them.

He looked upwards when he stopped in front of the building, seeing the familiar balcony he never used. His umbrella attached to his back as he looked to the tree in front of his balcony and began to climb it, his nails digging into the bark through his gloves as he began to crease his leather boots. He needed to keep a firm grip, otherwise he'll slip. (lmao it rhymes).

Lightning flashed, and thunder struck, his muddied boots almost made him lose his grip. His foot slipped slightly, before he was finally able to reach out and grab a branch, he grabbed it with both hands, swinging himself around it, turning his body to land on the branch.

His hands let go of it, he stood tall as he began to dust of his gloves, having the damp gloves dry themselves on his damp cargo pants. He put his hands in his pockets as he slowly walked on the branch, keeping in mind that it was still very slippery and it was only getting worse by the passing seconds.

Once at the edge of the branch, he looked up. The droplets seemed to be missing his eyes, only touching his cheeks or lips. It was like nature was afraid to mess with the male and go against him.

Demons could destroy nature, they could make everything burn and watch it.

He waited until he saw a flash of lightning before jumping to grab his balcony, sure the bright light outlined him a bit, but once his hands gripped onto the balcony, thunder struck as his feet hit the wood and he let a wince slip out.

He was cautious. Paranoid even.

He hoisted himself up, his feet landing in the puddles that formed on his balcony, grimacing that his socks were now wet. But he pushed past it, he was happy to know he didn't make a single noise in the puddle.

Stop Using Me {suna x uke male}Where stories live. Discover now