WET DREAMS •*⁀➷ Draken➸ Sano! Reader

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❝I don't care what Emma...or Mikey thinks only you...❞
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⊹˚˖ ︶꒷꒦STOMACH TWISTING WITH ANXIETY...

Sayori's wide eyes snapped between you and Emma, the young woman being the first to speak; "You like Draken?... As in a friend?" she pushed the heavy subject;

"No, as a boyfriend! Duh, that's why I want to ask him to the festival, maybe that will finally make him understand my feelings for him." Emma mentions, stepping from the kitchen once answering, the girl's irises moved to your silent figure; an idea sparking in her mind,

"(Y/n)! You know how to talk to people by getting them to understand, what do you think I should do?"

Heart thumping against your ribcage, emotion after emotion clouding your thoughts as you stared blankly at the television before you...

She loves him... I slept with him... And have feelings for him..

Thoughts plaguing your mind, there was a part of you that wanted to push aside Emma's feeling and pursue your own for Draken, however...

It hurts.

This is the girl who had always shrugged you off when you were little, taking Miley's attention from you; only Shinichiro and Izana providing you with as much love as you wanted, and now...She wants the same guy who you had fallen for.

"(Y/n)?"

Fluttering your long lashes, you parted your lips to speak; Sayori nudging your foot with her own, whispering enough for you to hear-

"Don't push aside your feelings."

Perhaps reading your expression, your best friend wants you to make the best decision for yourself, turning your gaze to Sayori, emotions drowning your senseless thoughts--

"I.."

Unable to speak, the small ringtone of Emma's cellphone rung through your vocals; the girl digging into her pocket, her eyes gleaming with happiness at
the called ID.

"It's Draken!"

Answering the phone call, the girl twisted on her heels, entering the kitchen as she spoke to the male; once out of earshot-Sayori slapped the back of your skull making your head snap forward, a hiss escaping through your gritted teeth.

"Hey."

"'What are you doing?"

"What are you talking about..." Rubbing your palm against your aching skull, sitting up, you averted your gaze from your friend's piercing gaze;

"You like Draken, you were just talking about finally telling him your feelings! Why don't you tell Emma?" Falling silent at her truth, your hand dropping from your skull; "... I don't know--"

"You don't know?"

"I like him... I want to be with him, I dunno if I just realized that now or long before but I'm confused." Sitting against the couch, tilting your head back; swallowing thickly. "Maybe Shinichiro's softness for my siblings rubbed off of me..."

Sayori shook her head in denial, the girl placing a palm on top of your head; turning your face to look at her. "Listen. Having love for your siblings as 'softness' is different.. There's making sure they are not harmed in any way then there's getting rid of your happiness for their own. There's a line between them."

Irises gazing into hers, you chewed on the inside cheek; after ending the call-- Emma's once calm expression flashed with pure anxiety;

"Mikey and Draken got into a fight!... T....Takemichi is in the hospital and-.." the girl began to stammered, tears prickling in the corners of her eyes; Sayori jumps to her feet seeing this as an opportunity to strike--

"Woah, Woah, babe calm down. Tears don't look good on you." Approaching Emma, Sayori brushed her thumbs underneath her eyes with a small smile;

"Why don't we go search for Mikey first, and tomorrow morning we can go visit Michi- he's the guy with the fucked up blonde hair right? Like a bird's nest?"

Emma fluttered her eyelashes, a hint of confusion flashing across her irises "What about (Y/n)?" she muttered, Sayori averted her gaze to look at you from the corners of her eyes then smiles; "She will be doing her thing, don't worry about her. Come on." Placing her palm on Emma's shoulder, the young woman guiding the other twin towards the door;

Turning her head to face you, Sayori mouthed you the words: "Call Draken..Now!" as she escorted Emma out of the home, shaking your head on your friend's insisting on your prior decision before Emma's confession; you grabbed your cellphone once again- irises boring into the screen before dialing.

Lifting the cellphone to your ear; hearing the gentle ringing before Draken's raspy vocals came through--

"(Y/n)?"

"I tried to um. call you earlier, but you didn't answer...but called Emma?"

Silence filled the other end of the call, a low exhale greeting as a response until he spoke again; "I'll... I'll explain when I pick you up, you're at your house?"

"Yeah.."

"I'll be there in a bit."

Ending the call, you slowly dropped your hand to your lap that held the cellphone; irises falling to the screen that flashes his contact information, your chest became heavy with the dire decision that would change you.

"Damnit..."

Once Draken had picked you up, the drive to his home was uncomfortably tensed; it wasn't until you had entered his bedroom- sitting on his bed as he walked around the room in silence was when you spoke;

"Why did you call Emma but not answer my calls?"

Draken's black irises stayed fastened to the motorcycle model in his palm, twisting the small screwdriver in his grasp to tightened its bolts.

"I didn't know what to tell you."

Answering bluntly, not satisfied; your eyebrows knitted then spoke. "What do you mean? I was calling constantly because I was worried."

"I didn't know what to tell you because I got into a fight with Mikey and didn't want to drag you into it... I called Emma because I'm not worried about how she thinks about me." Draken muttered, his grip tightening on the model; a scoffed dry laugh escapes his lips.

Shaking his head, he places the tool down the male mentally battling himself to choose his next words.

"I don't care what Emma...or Mikey thinks only you...because I realize I love your bratty ass."