Nanbaka x Male Guard Reader

Chapter 1

If I made mistakes or autocorrects happen please let me know and I'll fix it. I appreciate it.
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Y/n's pov;
~6;30pm~
"Damn it, you four!" Hajime yelled, while him, me, and Seitarou were chasing after cell 13 for the sixth time today.

"Seriously, you four!" I yelled. Cell 13 laughed. I growled in frustration. "They'll make me late to get home." I ran faster to catch up to the inmates, and I was right behind them.

Number 11 looks over his shoulder, and his eyes widen. "Oh shit!".

I tackled the four of them to the ground. "Hi, there. Did we get lost from our cell?" I asked in between breaths.

"Not again," Number 69 whined.

"Come on, Y/n. Let us have some fun." Number 11 said.

"This isn't a playground, you know." I said.

Hajime and Seitarou got beside me and started hand-cuffing the inmates. I get off the inmates and caught my breath.

"You were so fast!" Seitarou said.

"You did a good job, Y/n." Hajime looks at me.

"Thank you, sir." I said in between breaths.

"You're about to leave, right? Why don't you start heading back to the office and get ready to leave." Hajime said.

"Are you sure, you guys don't need my help with the inmates?" I asked.

"They don't cause trouble after being caught, so we got it." Seitarou said.

"These inmates are calmer than the ones back home. But okay, I'll see you guys Monday. " I said, before walking away.

"Bye, Y/n. Have a good weekend, and get home safe." Seitarou said.

"You guys too." I said.

Hajime's pov;
"You know, ever since Y/n and his brothers been transferred here to Nanba. The inmates have had a harder time causing trouble, and the prison never looked better." Seitarou said, as we lead the Inmates to their cell.

I hummed in agreement.

Y/n's pov;
~At home~

I unlock the door to the apartment, and went inside. I lock up the front door, then took off my Nanba work boots and walked into the living room. I look around, and didn't see Rita anywhere. "Probably In her room." I set my lunch bag on the counter to the kitchen and walked down the hallway of our apartment and stopped in front of Rita's door with her name on a sign she made. I cracked open her bedroom door and flicked the lights to her room on and off to get her attention, plus asking if i can come in. I hear a tiny knock in her room, that's her telling me to come in.

We made a system that worked for us for a long time. If she knocks that means come in, if she stomps, that means she's changing so don't come in. If she doesn't respond then she's asleep. If her bedroom door is wide open, she's in the bathroom.

I open her door all the way, and she was sitting at her work desk working on homework.

Rita looks at me and smiled. "Hey, bubba.".