Choso X reader
You and Choso had know each other since he moved in next door as a teen. He was the first person to truly see who you were.
Now as adults you live together still best friends. He is your rock? But will he always be there for you? Or...
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Choso's POV
Choso knew he did have work he needed to finish before Monday. So after playing a few games with Yuji he told him goodnight. He was relieved to see the bright smile on his brother's face, it gave him hope that he wouldn't be scarred from his family dynamic.
Choso retired to his room, locking the door behind him and grabbing his laptop from his desk. He currently worked for a company that developed apps. It was boring but he did not have to step into an office. He laughed at the thought of the other business workers seeing a long haired antisocial man covered in tattoos, a remote job was a lot easier than dealing with their judging expressions.
Getting comfortable, he pulled up the most recent code and set his phone beside him just in case he heard from Y/N again and she needed him. The fact she had abruptly stopped their conversation worried him a bit.
A few hours in Choso was startled by the vibration and bright light of his cell going off. That was unusual and made him swallow nervously. Y/N would have persuaded that asshole to leave by now so she should be tucked away safe in that glitzy penthouse of his. He rushed to set down his work and gasped when her name flashed on the screen.
When he opened it he paused for a second. A video clip? That's really off... All the warnings were going off in Choso's mind. His imagination ran wild at the worst case scenarios. Why couldn't you just persuade her to stay?! You moron! Choso often scolded himself worse than anyone around him could.
With a heavy sigh he pressed play and the first thing he noticed was an anxious look on Y/N's face. What the fuck... why would she send this?! Is she ok? Then he hears that dumbasses voice and all the pieces fall into place. "Slower... Please.." A sick knot twisted into his stomach at the man's voice and even worse at the effect it had on her. The slight fear in her eyes morphed to a primal lust as her movements slowed.
Choso almost tossed his phone across the room in a mixture of embarrassment and anger. But hidden in those emotions was something else, lust. He had never seen that expression on Y/N's face before. Sure he had seen her blush but that wild unhinged passion in her eyes. What if she looked at me like that... Choso shook himself out of such a thought. This is what Satoru wanted for him to suffer since he had taken away Y/N's attention a bit earlier. What a dick...
Choso's finger hovered over the delete button for way too long. Delete it... "I'll delete it after I finish this code." Choso muttered to himself feeling slight guilt as he set his phone back down.
A few minutes passed and he tried his hardest to focus. But his mind kept going back to the look in her eyes. Most likely Satoru deleted any evidence from her phone. She probably had no idea what Satoru's true plan was for that video. She wouldn't know if I watched it...
The phone was back in his hands before he could realize what he was doing. Then he sees the message below it and grimaces.
This is the only time you will ever see her like this...
