SUNKISSED ☆ ghost!sano shinichiro x male!reader x manjiro sano

nine

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manjiro sano, a middle school child who was favor with the concept of gangsters. at the age where he was able to think and open minded in some point, manjiro decided to create a gang. however, the problem is who would it be?

he has kenchin already with his side, he is still having an agreement with baji. he needed someone who will be his right hand man, who will be with him along his journey as a gang leader.

"no." [m.name] rejected the offer with a straight face, arranging the motor pipes neatly. his eyes glancing at the blonde male, who was dumbfounded by the rejection of the male.

after an hour of thinking, he immediately run to his older brothers shop, hoping [m.name] would agree. after all [m.name] was a close friend of his, the older as well had been treating the younger with care and kindness. however, the problem is the [h.color] doesn't tolerate the youngster. "why not?!"

the older removes his gloves, throwing them away to the basket filled with dirtied gloves. he faced the blonde with an eyebrows raised, and his hands on his waist, "you're literally asking why huh?" [m.name] was amused with this kid. in the first place he wasn't interested in gang or what ever it was. as much as he doesn't want to get involved, his common friends are gangsters and there are rare people who weren't.

"i..i mean, why not? aren't you a member of shin-niichan's gang?" manjiro asked with confusion hinted on his voice, and his eyes seemingly can't comprehende anything. the older face palm himself in his head, his hand was on his face forcing himself to not laugh. "mikey, i'm only working at his motor shop i'm not a gang member."

"what?! since when!?"

"since i was born? duh."

the blonde huffed in annoyance, ruffling his own hair. stressing over already on how to create a gang in this instant, "you know you should recruit friends of yours." [m.name] suggested, holding the blondes wrist and stoping them to ruin his own hair. the older gently and softly his wrist, with care on his touch. this calms down the younger who blushed at the contact of [m.name] fingers and hands rubbing on to his wrist.

"i-uhm... i do.... i have kenchin already in my team.." the younger seems to have troubled in talking, he felt his whole face turn warm and red, this is the closest contact him and [m.name] can have, the older was known to be a touchy yet he touches you with gentle and care. like a mother helding her child.

however, in manjiro's poing of view it's different.

[m.name] chuckles in his breath, his thumb caressing the youngers hand with care. for such a young age, the young sano already has calloused hands on his small hands. perhaps it was the cause of several fights he had been with, the older wants to interfere by telling the blonde to atleast enjoy his own youth, and use the gang as a side hustle of him.

"that's good, what name are you planning to?" the older asked, pulling his hands away from the blondes wrist. who seems to be pouting secretly from the loss of contact. "well, i will be deciding it when we have enough memebers now. as of now we have baji, and kenchin." mikey grins ear to ear, being proud with himself by the idea of creating a gang.

"that would be nice. don't you think? are you trying to follow your brothers path?" the older's hands was inside the pockets of his sweatpants, and his lips where smiling ear to ear, and somehow trying to tease the younger. "what!? no way! i'm creating a path on my own."

the younger creates a 'hmph' sound, crossing both of his arms infront of his chest. [m.name] chuckles at mikey's antics, turning his back around the younger and seemingly continuing his work. "you can deny all you can." mikey felt an ache inside of his chest when the older turns around, looking as if he was leaving when intentionally he really was.

"are you continuing your work now?"

"yeah."

"already? don't you have any break atleast..." mikey fiddles with his clothes shyly, with a small tint of blush on his cheeks. [m.name] is already puttng on his gloves, and going towards his unfinished work of fixing the motor from a customer, where the problem is somehow the batteries inside.

[m.name] rose an eyebrow in confusion, "hm? i do have a break. what's wrong mikey?" the older grins, squating down infront of the motor, while the younger follows where you were and squating as well with you. [m.name] pulls a small chair, sitting on it and facing the motor, examining the parts of it and where should he start.

"so uhm.."

after a long hour of comfortable silence and watching [m.name] does his work, for some reason he can't help himself to stare at the older who was busy with his work. his eyes travels around his face, and the way the sweat from his forehead runs down from his cheek, to his neck. the way he would lick his lips and every time his tongue, creates a clicking sound. he loves the way [m.name]'s are too pointed and somehow he has such a beautiful side view.

has manjiro been feeling like this before? what could it be?

"you asking me if i was interested with someone?" [m.name] asked, his eyes focused on to the motor. as mikey nods, as if the older could see him from the back. just before he could respond. the entrance door opened, who was calling to [m.name]'s name with a familiar voice.

"i'm back [m.name]"

the [h.color] perked in surprise, immediately stopping what he was doing and greeting the older with a grin on his face, and his eyes seems to be only focusing on shinichiro?

[m.name]'s never focused his eyes on to him, rather even look at him like that. why all of a sudden he felt something in his chest. what could it be?

when did [m.name] has payed attention to someone, other than shinichiro.

mikey grips the hem of his clothes in the area of his heart, biting the inside of his cheeks.

all of a sudden a realization hits him, [m.name] was his first love.

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