Bloodstained Waltz

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 3

You look at the rearview mirror your E/C eyes meeting his cold blue ones. "Then we'll keep it a secret." You keep looking directly in his eyes with a hint of a devilish intention behind them.

He paused for a moment, mulling over the idea. He had to admit, there was a certain excitement that came with the prospect of having a secret affair with one of the most popular idols in the country. "Hmph, you drive a hard bargain, doll..." He said, a smirk re-forming on his face.

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The light turned green and he started driving again. This time, he was going a bit slower "You sure the press won't find out about this? They're like vultures. They'll be all over your ass if they get so much as a whiff of the two of us together." 

"We'll be fine." is all you say trying to be reassuring but not sounding like it.

He chuckled, a hint of doubt in his voice. "You seem awfully cocky for someone whose career would be ruined in a heartbeat if we got caught." He kept his eyes on the road, but he couldn't help but steal glances at you in the rear view mirror every now and then.

You sigh a slight mixture of tiredness and annoyance hitting you. "It gets tiring, so i honestly wouldn't mind."

His eyebrows raised slightly, a mix of surprise and interest at your words. A part of him was actually starting to think he underestimated your boldness. "Damn, you really are all in for this, aren't you? I ain't gonna lie, it's kinda attractive..."

At first you stayed a speechless for a few seconds before chuckling softly.

He let out a scoff as he continued speaking, his smirk widening into a sly grin. "But you better remember who's in charge here. I ain't gonna be some pushover just cause I find you cute."

"どんな陳腐なゲームも, 最期までやってやるけど." You tease him by reciting lines from one of his songs. (Translation: No matter how the trite game is, i'll do it until the end.)

For once, Chuuya was actually taken by surprise. He hadn't expected you to drop a line from one of his songs. He was about to say something, but he stopped himself, his smirk slowly becoming a grin. "You smartass..." He said, a hint of amusement in his voice. He tried to stay focused on the road, but his eyes kept darting over to you in the rear view mirror.

You make eye contact with him again smirking behind your mask. "You know your song, congrats." 

He rolled his eyes, shaking his head slightly in disbelief. "Yeah, yeah, I know I wrote the damn thing. But it's the fact that you know it too that's getting on my nerves a little..."

"嘆いてみせても鉄格子 外れはしない." You continue trying to poke the bear more seeing if he would crack due to reciting lyrics from his song. "But now, darkness my sorrow... Shall i keep going?" (Translation: Even if i cry, it's like an iron bar. It won't come off.)

It was official, you were starting to get under his skin. It was the most entertained he's been all day. He tried his best to keep a straight face, but there was a hint of irritation in his voice when he spoke. "Stop spouting off my song lyrics, doll."

"Why?" Your E/C eyes slightly narrowing knowing deep down he wrote the lyrics based off of him being apart of the Port Mafia.. oh if only the fans knew.

He let out a huff, his grip on the steering wheel tightening a little. "You know damn well why I wrote it about being in the Mafia. That song's supposed to be private, y'know. Don't go singing about my feelings in public."

You sigh deeply "Well, it's just us in the car so who cares."

He couldn't argue with that. At the moment, no one else was around to hear you reciting his lyrics, so there was technically no risk of someone overhearing. "Hmph, I guess you have a point. But you're still a smartass for memorizing it."

You chuckle mischievously loving how you can get under Chuuya's skin so easily. It was honestly refreshing seeing him all different and less dense he was whenever you two were together. It was sort of... refreshing. 

He felt annoyed. You were being such a damn brat, toying with him like this, and he couldn't even fight back. He had to get the upper hand somehow. "Ugh, you're so damn insufferable. I swear, you're lucky you're so damn cute or I woulda tossed you out the car ages ago..."

"So my cuteness is saving me? How lucky..." 

He couldn't deny it: your cuteness was indeed saving your ass. The thing that pissed him off was that he was now admitting it out loud. "Hmph. You're just lucky you got those puppy dog eyes, dollface. Anyone else tries this and they get booted from my car real fast."

"The perks of being an idol... how special!"

"Yeah, yeah. It's always about the damn perks for you idols. The fame, the money, the fans..." He let out a scoff, obviously irritated, but deep down he did envy you and your career. All you do is sing and dance while he had to get his hands dirty with the dirtier aspects of the Mafia.

A/N: Thank you for reading chapter 3 i'm struggling so bad trying to figure out what to do next so if you guys have any ideas i would love to hear them. This chapter was a bit long because i was running out of ideas and had to stop at some point to create a cliffhanger. Anyways, enjoy your day/evening/night.