On the (Blood) Market | Choso X Reader

Chapter 8: From the Start

You woke up with a pounding headache. You turn over your phone and notice it's just past 11 am. It had been a while since you had drank to that extent and your body was obviously cursing you now.

Your clothes and towel were thrown on the floor and your shirt was backwards. But after remembering the cute man you spent the evening with, you justified that it was worth it.

You decide to send him a text to make sure he and Yuji got home safely.

"Hey Choso, did you and Yuji get home safe last night?"

A few minutes later, after you're done brushing your teeth, you hear a notification go off on your phone.

"Yeah. Yuji was the DD remember? :p"

Smug bastard. You wanted to say something like "Sorry for being courteous you asshole" but you knew he was probably only teasing so you decided to go the more playful route.

"Sorry, my head hurts from last night. Just making sure!"

You decide to make yourself a coffee with some peanut butter and honey toast. In the middle of the prep, he replies: 

"Sorry to hear that. Make sure to drink lots of water and eat healthy food today. Greasy food will only make it worse."

"Yes nurse Kamo."

"I'm not a nurse :p"

Hmm. I guess that answers your earlier question on whether a phlebotomist was a nurse or not. Why is this guy so bland at texting? The tongue emoji? Really? Is this 2010?

You take a bite of toast. You don't want the conversation to end here but you're not quite sure how to proceed. You take a bit to mull it over while you finish your coffee and brunch.

You decide to go bold or go home. You can't deny you're interested in Choso and you simply want to learn more about him. You pick up your phone and text him back.

"Then tell me more about yourself Choso."

You contemplated a few times but ultimately forced your thumb down on the send button. It made you nervously excited. You stared at the message for a few seconds, hoping you'd see the "read" notification pop up, but ultimately you decided it would be good for your brain to put your phone down. You had some basic house chores to get done anyway. Laundry first.

Choso's POV:

"Choso. Ready up already. There's no way we will complete the battle pass by tonight if your slow ass keeps looking at your phone. I need to unlock the guy that looks like me!"

"He doesn't look THAT much like you just because he has pink hair and an undercut."

Choso and Yuji lay haphazardly on the couch of their apartment playing a split-screen battle royal game. Choso had been underperforming due to the slight hangover from last night's activities.

"What are you doing on your phone anyway? You promised me we'd play all day and I'm holding you to that!"

"Texting."

"Y/N?" Yuji says as the men join a game lobby.

Choso doesn't respond.

"Oh la la. Let me see!"

Yuji leans over to Choso and tries grabbing his phone.

Choso whips his arm away, phone in hand and uses his foot to fend off the oncoming Yuji.

"Fuck off the game is starting!"

Yuji can't help but laugh at his reserved brother. He had never seen him in this state before and it was definitely something he was going to milk as long as possible.