"𝙞𝙛 𝙞 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧- 𝙞 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩."
⤅a story in which fate decides to give haitani ran the ending he de...
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𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧
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they say that no one would love you more than your own blood. i, for one, oppose to this phrase. i've seen my fair share of petty arguments that lead to court hearings throughout my years as being the eldest daughter in my family.
but in haitani ran's situation, he's lucky to not have been punched to death by his own brother.
the stinging sensation on his cheek that has yet to disappear served as a reminder for the eldest of the two to never spout such utter bullshit ever again. in his defense, he's been saying nonsense ever since they were young and didn't expect such a reaction from haitani rindou.
"what the fuck?! are you out of your goddamned mind you old fuck?! is your mind aging quicker than you?! seriously! what the fuck!?"
the memory from earlier events made the man chuckle as he got out of his car, lighting a cigar as he held the fragile stick in between his fingers. the night was still young, and he could spare a few moments before facing the next obstacle in his so-called plan (one that can't even be properly executed unless he wants both his brother and wife to get angry at him).
his gaze trailed over to the compound in front of him, leaning on the hood of his beloved lexus lc 500 convertible, the dark matte surface feeling smooth beneath his calloused hand as he supported himself on the vehicle. the lights were still on at the highest apartment of the building, making him sigh in a bathed breath knowing that y/n was still awake.
he didn't know why he came home today earlier out of all days. was it the fact that now that he had asked his brother the question, he doesn't want to waste any more time and hook his own wife into his twisted plan?
or was it the fact that he wanted to be her husband a little longer, having a feeling that she'll agree to his proposal?
whatever the reason was, he's here now, smoking his nth cigarette for the day as he mentally prepared himself for the conversation he's about to have.
