The Younger Haitani

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Rindou's POV

If he had found them any other way, he would've given up entirely. He followed his brother to this warehouse but trying to find a place to see without causing too much noise ended up taking longer than he thought.

He had only witnessed Ran's kiss to her forehead and seeing them sleep. Even still, the sight made his blood churn. He walked over, hunching down to look into your sleeping face before sighing in annoyance. "It's me, Ran."

His brother, who was always a light sleeper,  looked up with a smile. "What's going on, Rin?"

Be calm.

"It's late and if you don't let her get back to Mikey, we will never hear the end of it." Ran smirked at him but Rindou kept his stoic face as he stared him down.

Not this one. I won't let you win this one.

Ran finally looked down at you with a softness he wasn't use to witnessing, before picking you up like a porcelain doll and heading out with you in his hands. Rindou followed quietly behind him, frustration boiling in his veins. 

"Let me guess. My little Rin has a crush too?" Rindou stayed calm on the outside but he was quickly losing his patience. Ran chuckled at his telling silence. "Let's just leave the choice to her, yeah?"

Rindou nodded in his direction. "Of course." Ran moved toward his bike, only to have Rindou walk up and take you in his arms like he didn't just pull her away from someone else. "Except I'm not letting you take the lead."

He was able to bring her back to her own apartment, digging in her purse for the keys to bring her inside. He carefully brought her to her bed, trying not to laugh at how much of a deep sleeper she was. He watched her soft breathing before reaching into his bag and pulling out the only gift he felt he could give her, leaving a note beside it.

He placed the note beside her bed and the headphones on top of them. He had them specially made, each side with the same design he and his brother had as tattoos. He didn't understand why, but he felt like she would appreciate them. Even though they were kind of old.

He made his way out her front door only to walk right into the last person he wanted to see.

Dark black eyes stared back at him so intensely. "What the hell are you doing in my Y/n's apartment?"

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