𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐀 𖤐 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖔𝖚 𝖍𝖎𝖙𝖔𝖘𝖍𝖎

𝐗𝐕𝐈

𝕯 𝒓 𖤐 𝒄 𝒖 𝒍 𝒂 !
it almost worked, tv girl

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dracula ; ch XVI
fixing things

"𝕳itoshi, answer me."

you continued, anger, confusion, every possible emotion ridden in your face.

the purple haired male stood in front of you, his stomach churned hard at the thought of you knowing what his family really does for a living. he had explained it was corrupt, but not THIS corrupt.

"baby.. ill explain everything.. but we need to take care of this." he reasoned, his eyes sincere in the motive.

you let out a sarcastic laugh, "we? there is no we in this, this is your shit you need to handle. you don't let me in on anything so how is it even possible that this is a 'we' situation nigga!?" you felt heat come over your face, that stinging in your eyes finally hitting you.

the emotions from shinsou's constant absence were pilling up, and this extremely niche and stressful situation was the cherry on top.

'i never meant to hurt you.'

"i know baby- i know im wrong, there's so many things that I've done and am doing right now that im not proud of. i never told you because i don't want this to be apart of your world, i wanted you to stay naive." he got on his knees in front of you, stress radiating all over his worn out body.

he kissed your hands, your knees, your calves, even the top of your feet that were covered in blood. "im so sorry for how ive acted, i will fix this. ill make everything okay and clear the air, i just need time to take care of.. this.." he gestured to the body, yet the whole time other than that he kept his eyes glued into your irises in sincerity.

you had a mental battle with yourself, you were angry and deserved to be, but he was here. he was on his knees apologizing like a man, and never had he ever done harm to you.

'you're lucky i love you.' you thought, which ironically was words you both had never said out loud to each other.

you signed, shutting your eyes as you nodded, "okay.. fix this hitoshi." your hands slipped away from his and you sat back down on the couch, your head on your hands.

"thank you.. thank you honey, I won't disappoint." he almost couldn't contain his smile, he wanted to be in your good graces more than anything. but first,

the body.

shinsou quickly patted his pockets, searching for his work phone almost expeditiously.

when he found it he immediately dialed one of the most important numbers inside the device, "pick up pick up-

"hitoshi..?"

"yes- hello, i need you and it's urgent."

as he continued to talk on the phone you couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in question.

'who the fuck is he talking to..?'

"be there in 20."

"thanks." he ended the call, stripping his clothes and being left in just his boxers. he came over, kissing you in the head before quickly making his way upstairs, letting you know he'd be back soon.

you shook your head in wonder, lifting up your foot to see the blood covered bottom.

'nasty.'

you groaned, walking over to the kitchen and grabbing yourself water. this whole thing was something you never thought you'd experience, yet here you are. worrying about a body when you have a paper due at 7 am.

hitoshi soon returned, scooping you up bridal style gently, "I made you a bath.. you're gonna need it. im sorry you saw such disgusting things today, y/n."

you leaned into his chest, letting yourself feel his cold skin, "it's.. fine."

'not really, i put you in so much danger bringing that.. stuff..  here.'

the purple haired male soon was placing your body gently into the soapy bath, the water was hot and warm on your skin. you gently ran your fingers along the bubbles, watching the miniature ones pop.

"thank you.." you looked up at him, he admired you while you did so.

'how could i lie to such a beauty.'

it's been a few months now, and shinsou was getting more and more enamored with you, and way, way, more interested in the values of love. something he was unfamiliar with romantically.

as he heard the door to the apartment being knocked on, he quickly made his way downstairs after telling you he'd be back soon.

"akira."

"shinsou."

the male in front of him had this bored look across his face, his eyebrow piercing not moving a centimeter yet his lip one moving slightly by the way he played with his tongue against his teeth. his cologne, smelled expensive as caviar even though his clothes were bummy.

he took a look around the place, walking over to the body and squatting next to it. shinsou followed and watched as akira stuck his finger into the blood pool, sucking it after in delight.

"well, let's get this cleaned up. shall we?"

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