When I Rule The World (Tbhk x Mokke reader)

The T in Teru Does Not Stand For Teamwork (Chapter 6)

Slightly the grip I had on him started to tighten as my arm merged with his neck Slowly sinking through it without leaving a wound.

He pushed himself further till my arm completely passed through him. Eyes wide in disbelief, I looked at him as he coughed for air and spat out what was left of the crushed vile.

Blood and spit had accumulated on the ground as he wiped his bleeding lips with his sleeve, sparing me one last tired glance he turned around.

My gaze lingered hoping to see his soft pink eyes turn around for me just one more time, but they didn't as he walked off into the dead of night.

I took a few steps after him, but my legs trembled as the adrenalin wore off and soon flamed in a burning sensation.

I swallowed thickly and rubbed away the tears that had started dropping from my chin.

He wouldn't get far, the potion doesn't last long and without his coat, he has nothing but his mask keeping his identity hidden. We'll ask around and find him soon. We can't waste more time.

I turn to Teru, he sits criss-cross, a red mark forming on his cheek and a smudge of blood leaking from his perfect lips.

The bracelet seemed to be back under his control as it unwrapped itself and slithered back around his wrist into a small band.

I couldn't help but feel a little happy about Teru getting his ass handed to him and yet when I saw the blood dripping from his mouth, my mind flashed back to Kou, the injuries that I caused.

It didn't help that they looked uncannily similar too.

...why was I feeling remorse? This wasn't my fault- Yet the thought of Kou blurred further with Teru, letting old, old memories replay~ NO, NO! I don't want to remember.

I bite the inside of my cheek and look down at him.

"You really are weak without your Katana."
I comment, not offering a hand to help him up.

"Who's fault is that?"
He grumbles standing up, and I roll my eyes.
"We could have had him now."
He adds angrily, his gaze landing on my bloody pants from my scraped knee.

"Deserved."
He comments with a smirk making an irk mark appear on my forehead.

"Bitch! What were you doing here in the-"
I bark back but stop as I finally have time to think about this. And THIS wasn't good...

"So Mint bet you to it? Pahahaha!"
I point out a sick amusement in my voice. It seems Mint wasn't the only one planning to pay me a visit tonight.

"You seriously are some special kind of stupid, aren't you?"
He grumbles while glaring down at me and then continues harshly.
"How come you let him take it so easily?! Did you never consider hiding it?!"

"I DID ASSHOLE!!"
I yell back. My fists curled.

"And where would that be? Under your bed?"
He asks mockingly.

I was deadpan, puzzled as to how he knew.

As I stay silent his taunting face turns into confusion before realization.
"You can't be serious right now..."

"..."
I stay silent, perhaps I really did mess up. BUT HOW SHOULD I HAVE KNOWN THAT SEEMINGLY EVERYONE HIDES STUFF UNDER THERE?!?

"Seriously, your bed?"
He repeats in disbelief. He turns to the side and covers his face with his hand before slowly dragging it down.

Meanwhile, my mind was a mess, what was Mint trying to do this time? What will this blond nuisance do next? Will he ever cooperate with me- I planned to charm him? HOW?!?....he just wants me gone.