I really hate school
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People's bemused faces blur past me as I sprint as fast I can, leaving a very obvious soggy-footprint trail behind me. My boots feel twice as heavy now, which really affects my speed, but I can't stop now -for all I know, he's right behind me that sneaky bitch.
I'm inside the main lobby, shoving through crowds of people. Probably not the best idea to come this way.
My thoughts turn out to be true as I slam into the back of some random guy who looks high as the sky.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry," I ramble, jumping back to my feet and taking a little scan behind me.
Unfortunately, the split second in which I have my head turned is the moment when Niragi -who's just entered the building -sees me, and makes eye contact. He looks furious, dripping wet, and even worse, he has his gun back. I groan internally as he starts to run towards me.
Pivoting on my heel, I take off again, weaving through the crowd like a ninja - which wouldn't be a bad job if I had to choose one. My eyes dart around, searching for someplace to go when finally, like a gift from heaven, an elevator dings open right in front of me about ten paces away.
I make the final sprint, shoving people out of the elevator when I finally get there.
"Sorry, urgent militant business." I say, to their disgust. I just grin lazily back at their stormy expressions.
Now Niragi is about five paces away. I slam my finger on the 'close doors' button over and over again, but there's a stupid fucking delay, and by the time they start closing, Niragi is already here, and slips through the remaining narrow gap.
I shrink back against the far wall.
For a moment, our heavy panting is the only thing filling up the silence, before he remembers himself and hits me across the face with his gun.
Pain explodes outwards from my cheek and my brain screams things I didn't even know could be put together in a sentence.
"You WHORE." I screech, swiftly grabbing the gun out of his hands and emptying out the ammo all over the floor before he can react.
He grabs it back and death glares me, shoving me backwards so my skull cracks against the wall, "what in the fucking hell is wrong with you?" He spits, pinning me there.
"What's wrong with me? What the fuck is wrong with you? I was just peacefully chilling when you decide you want a fuck buddy and try to drag me to your apartment! Who in God's name does that?" I yell, trying to struggle out of his grip.
"First of all, I do nothing in 'Gods name'," he mimics me, "second of all, I don't want a shitting fuck buddy, you got a room upgrade and I was trying to show you, you ungrateful bitch."
"You- wait what?" My brain takes a moment to process this, then my eyes go wide and I press my lips together in embarrassment. Until I remember.
"Even so, you can't just lick me, Niragi, I'm not a lollipop you dumb fuck."
He leans in, and i catch the scent of mint and cigarette smoke. I subtly inhale, enjoying the smell and the close proximity. It's so cold though, now we're both soaking from the pool, if only he were to come a little closer...
"Well, if I can't taste you, you can't sniff me," he whispers huskily in my ear, and I cringe. How did he notice?
I feel him smiling against my ear, then the elevator dings and the doors open, people flooding in. Niragi turns around and I slip under his arm, weaving into the crowd and blending in.
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Two dominant assholes ~ Niragi x fem o/c
FanfictionWrote this for the lolsies because I have an unhealthy obsession with a certain Japanese fictional assault-rifle dude. Written from the perspective of 19 year-old Aika who just entered the borderlands and doesn't have a single clue happened, please...