𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙛𝙪𝙢 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚 - kirari momobami x male reader

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      The car ride to your house waa a short one, thankfully. The whole ten minutes was filled with Kirari's drunken speech, saying things she will most likely forget in the morning. You didn't take anything she said seriously, you knew you had fucked up major time, but you were confident she'd forget the whole thing by the morning time.

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Oh, how you were mistaken. Kirari woke up with an icy cold glare on her face, sinking back into the covers when the sharp pain from the light began stabbing her head, the hangover was going to be the death of her.

She wouldn't cuddle with you last night, she didn't say goodnight, you prayed today would just be a normal day between you two.

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You went downstairs and made Kirari a bowl of rice and brought her some tylenol to help the pain.

"Here, eat this and take these with a gulp of water," You whispered, stroking her cheek gently. You looked at her eyes and felt a void, it looked like it hurt her to look at you.

"Y/N..." She said finally, a small smirk appearing on her face.

"Yes?" You answered quickly, eager to hear what she had to say.

"Let's gamble," She smirked, sitting upright in the bed she looked at you with malice.

You sighed and contemplated for a moment, "What are the stakes?"

She feigned thought, resting her hand under her chin, "Let's see, I'm assuming you had hopes I forgot what had happened last night, but to be frank, I really didn't," She looked you dead in the eye, "If i win, you will never see that girl again," She glared at you, "And i'll make sure of it,"

She clasped her hands together, a smirk returning to her face, "What about you?"

"Uh..." You hadn't really thought about it, "Okay, If i win you have to forgive me and forget that happened," You returned her smirk.

She gave you a blank stare for a moment before agreeing on the terms. It was a simple game of rock paper scissors.

"Best out of three," She said, "Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!"

Kirari held out her perfectly manicured hand in the shape of a fist, rock, beating your hand which was scissors.

"Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!"

You beat her this time, holding out scissors again to her paper.

"Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!"

You both had tied for rock, the pressure was getting real and sweat was beginning to form under your messy hair.

"Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!"

You put out rock again, hoping she'd do scissors. Instead, Kirari had beat you, you should have known since she is the best gambler.

She looked up at you, "You will never see her again, trust me," She tilted her head while smirking, an unsettling feeling washed over you.

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