Purple Haze (Bonten x reader)

Are you the good girl I think you are?

Warnings: groping, bondage, spanking, drug use

Notes:  **SPOILER ALERT** TR ending

TR is done😭 I am so fucking sad but also so grateful for ken wakui and his story and these characters. I will miss my ritual of reading it with my friend every week then talking about it to others after. I know everyone has different opinions on the ending, but I am so happy Baji's alive - I've wanted it for so long!!
Thanks for reading ❤️

We pull up to the W Hollywood and go up to our new room. Everything in the room is white - the bed, the furniture, the large semi-circle couch – minus the silver beads used to create a waterfall-like curtain between the bed and the couch areas. We're high up enough that we have a view of the city lights, but also on the floor right under the club, so the bass is pumping into our room. "Let's get dressed and check out the club!!" I shout so Kakucho can hear me.

We head up to the rooftop club, grab a seat and enjoy the atmosphere, décor, music and drinks. We end up getting friendly with the table of four women sitting next to us, all of them fascinated by Kakucho. We're having so much fun that Kakucho ends up buying all their drinks. To thank him, they grab him and pull him onto the dance floor. I laugh while I dance separately and the four ladies are all over him, one on every side. He doesn't even like to dance but it's not like he can move much when they're surrounding him. I decide to get some water, and while at the bar, I feel someone grab my waist.

"Kakucho, why'd you leave the ladies?" I laugh as I turn around and see that it's not Kakucho holding me.

"What ladies? You're the only lady I'm interested in."

"Very sweet but no thanks." I try to take his hands off of me but he keeps putting them back.

"C'mon, why not?"

"I'm with someone."

"I don't see anyone."

"Look behind you."

And when he turns around he immediately drops his hands off my waist because Kakucho is standing there, looking like he's going to beat the guy down. The guy backs away, then Kakucho puts a hand on my waist and gently guides me out of the club.

We head back down to our room, where we can still feel the bass and hear the muffled music and noise, and Kakucho still hasn't said a word. He sits down next to me on the couch, lights a joint, takes a big inhale, and when he exhales he says, "I was ready to kill that guy. Are you okay?"

He hands me the joint, and I take a hit. "Kakucho, I'm totally fine. Thank you for the rescue though. You looked pretty scary, I'd run away from you too."

"I don't ever want you to be scared of me." He takes another hit, then touches the back of my head, presses his lips against mine, and gently blows the smoke into my mouth.

"Do you trust me?"

"What?"

"Do you trust me, y/n?"

"Of course I do."

"Can I tie you up?"

"What?"

He laughs. "You have a hearing problem? Can. I. Tie. You. UP."

The weed has me super relaxed and my skin feeling all tingly so it doesn't take me long to answer. "Sure. Yes Kakucho, do it."

He takes off his jacket then his shirt. He reaches into his suitcase and pulls out two thingies of pink rope, the ends neatly coiled around itself. Then I remember. One of the sex rooms I walked past with Ran, someone came out of it and I caught a quick glimpse of all the bondage and S&M equipment in it. Ran said it was mostly Kakucho's. Oh shit.