I Hate You (Heizou x fem!reader)

The Contact

Heizou's POV

So we did it. We returned home in one piece. (Y/n) didn't manage to get us into an accident, but she did almost hit a turtle. I don't know why turtles are always on the road at this point and especially when she's driving!

'Why do turtles always have death wishes!?' she complained

'Maybe cause it's you.' I explained, 'They always show up when you drive.'

'Hey, to be fair! You almost ran over a squirrel when we were going to the Lovey Dovey Hotel.' she said, looking into my eyes. 'Thrice.'

I sighed

'It's like you can read my mind, Princess.' I said calmly, 'Also, are we there yet?'

(Y/n) looked like she shot a nerve. I could see her grip visibly tighten around the steering wheel.

'Are you a five year old child!? This is the 70th time you've asked!'

 'Ok, soooo, we're almost there?'

'Yes, we're almost there.' she said, gritting her teeth. 'If you ask me one more time, I will leave you here on the highway.'

'Ar-'

She immediately stopped the car.

'NOW WALK ALL THE WAY HOME!' she yelled, kicking me out and flipping me off.

'(Y/n) W-WAIT, YOU'RE SERIOUS!? (Y/N) COME BACK HERE!' I screamed, running after the car.

Eventually, she relented, and she let me back into the car. I caught my breath. Yep, she's as hotheaded as ever.

'Now, don't push your luck again with me.'

'Fine, fine, Ms.Killjoy.' I muttered

'I heard that.' she said while looking at me from the corner of her eye

'Whatever.'

We indeed did reach soon enough. She parked near a beachside bar.

'A bar? Princess, we're here to find your contact, not to drink our pain away. But I won't lie, maybe drinking my pain away is a good idea.' I said, putting my hand to my chin.

She smacked the back of my head. Clearly, she was annoyed.

'We're here to work, Master Detective. Get your ass outta the car and try to be professional.' she said. 'We don't drink on the job.'

I sighed, following after her. She quickly hid her badge and any sign that she was a police officer, so I did the same. I read the name of the bar. Salt on the Rocks.

'Hey, check it out, Princess! This bar is salty! Like you!' I said, and she sent me an annoyed glare

The bar was blinding. The flashing disco lights made my eyes hurt, and the smell of alcohol emanated from every corner. There wasn't a single spot free of some couple making out like it was the last time they'd see each other. One couple fell down from how intense they were making out. (Y/n) scrunched her nose in annoyance, and I swear I heard her say...

'Urgh, I'm so fucking single.'

I chuckled a bit.

'I can fix that problem~.' a creepy guy said, and as a reflex, she kicked him in the balls.

I winced from that kick. It definitely looks painful. No kids for that guy.

'And this is exactly why I stay away from bars.' she said angrily. 'Now c'mon, Master Detective.'