☆Tokyo Debunker☆ [imagine]

Hot and Cold Pt 2 (Easily flustered MC x Jin)

(Warning: strong languages used)

"Not interested."
Taiga stood up as the hall went quiet.

"But Captain, this is our chance to reclaim the Laurel Crown!"
Ritsu tried to convince the red headed ghoul, to no avail.

"I don't give a fuck about the Laurel Crown."

You were panicking. If Taiga didn't agree to it, Professor Hyde wouldn't either.

You really looked so pathetic up there, and he couldn't take it anymore.

Still trying to argue, the first year ghoul of Sinostra was cut off by Taiga,
"What part of don't give a fuck do you not understand? Move your damn leg."

The hall erupted into a discussion, and it seemed like barely anyone was listening anymore. The familiar feeling of eyes burning holes into you, triggering blood to rush up your face again.

"If you would pleas-"

"Give me that,"
A pale hand adorned with silver rings, wrapped around your own, and the microphone was pulled up and to the side.

"Sit down and shut up."
Jin's voice echoed through the microphone, making the hall go silent in an instant.

Taiga glared fiercely at Frostheim's captain, but sat down reluctantly.

"If the Laurel Crown's not enough for you, I'll sweeten the pot. Double the price money."

The crowd burst into chatters again.

"Double the prize money..."
Romeo repeated, clearly surprised as a greedy grin slowly crawled up his face.

With that, a smirk appeared on Taiga's face, propping his leg up on the chair,
"Nah...triple."

That was an outrageous request to be making, even if the heir of the president did have the money...

"Quintuple. That should satisfy you."
Jin said in a tone that sounded like a command.

Audible gasps were heard, as the crowd fell silent at his offer.

Taiga chuckled maniacally,
"Now you're talking, deal."
His posture went back to being slacked, crossing his arms in contentment.

Satisfied with the response, Jin released his grip from the microphone not before glancing at your stunned possum face, that was powdered pink.

"Jin...thank you!"
You managed to squeeze out the words from your mouth.

The Captain of Frostheim scoffed and turned away,
"Don't get it twisted, i was just keeping the hyena from having his run of the place."

The Chancellor reclaimed the microphone but before anything else could happen, a shadowy, winged creature spiraled down to take the mic.

Yet another hand appeared and wrapped itself around your shoulder, as Edward announced to everyone about your dire situation.

"I'll leave the rest in your hands,"
He concluded, disappearing into a cloud of smoke.

You let go of the breath you didn't realise you held. People needed to stop getting so close to you.

The hall was in chaos but all you could care about was escaping the spotlight. You were getting lightheaded from the blood rush anyway.

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An ugly feeling washed over him when your face turned pink after that expired bloodsucker placed his arm on you.

So you'd get flustered over anyone and anything? Jin shouldn't have such a strong reaction over it, but it's already been days since it happened and the image still lingered on his mind.