A sweet childhood friends to lovers story.
I have no actual plan for this but I think it'll work out. I'll also try to avoid cringe and cheesy lines.
Tokyo revengers x f!(y/n)
This story contains mature content :
-smut/ sexual interactions
-violenc...
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Tokyo, Shibuya, August 3rd 2008 :
The festival lights faded into the distance as you reached a more secluded area. You were enjoying the comfortable silence of the walk, until you heard someone shout Draken's name.
The voice belonged to Peh-yan, his eyes were dark and omnious, his gaze directed at your egg headed friend. He's wearing his toman uniform and his presence seems off, it was hostile, something you weren't used to seeing from him.
Your friends' heads turn too, both of them greeting Peh-yan. The rain and silence of the other party made an uncomfortable atmosphere. You knew something was going to happen.
Draken pushed his umbrella in your hands, his clothes getting soaked by the rain as he opens his mouth to speak.
"Peh. Couldn't agree with what went down, could you...? You wanna fight?"
The one sided conversation ended with an invite, an invite to fight it out. You'd usually feel like it's the best solution with thick skulled guys like your friends, but it's giving you an omnious feeling right now. Something is wrong, the gnawing feeling in your stomach is proof of it.
Your eyes scan the area as quickly and efficiently as possible, wanting to root out the problem in the scenario and rid yourself of the bad feeling you have. Loud footsteps and the quick approaching of a rivaling gang member carrying a bat is enough to make your heart beat faster.
The loud thumping of your heart in your chest is all you hear as you rush forward, high on adrenaline and the desperate desire to save your friend.
Your umbrella falls to the ground, hitting the floor right before you do.
Draken's eyes are wide open, fixated on you. Your beautiful clothes getting soaked from the rain and the water on the ground, your h/c hair slowly staining red from the blood dripping off your head. His breath hitches in the back of his throat, an uncomfortable feeling building up inside his chest. He can't stand seeing you unconscious like that, so vulnerable and weak. It's the total opposite of how he sees you everyday, how you're supposed to be.
Memories of the day he met you flooded his mind. He saw you with Mikey that day, you seemed just as confused as him when Mikey talked to hima and brought up the 48 positions. His focus was on Mikey that day, but he still remembers being confused to see a cool guy like him with a girl. He can still recall how you smiled and waved at them when you left to drop Mikey's stuff at school.
He straightens up and narrows his eyes, his angry gaze directed at the unknown gang member who just hit your head with a bat. His mind races with different thoughts whilst he beats up the culprit. He knows the attack was meant for him, his stomach churns as he recalls how you pushed him aside and got beat instead.
More gang members surround Draken, picking a fight. He stands in front of you and wards them off, beating them up. His gaze occasionally shifts back to you, making sure nobody's trying anything with you behind his back. He can feel his chest untighten when Emma moved to sit next to you and put your head in her lap.
The small brawl came to a stop when Mitsuya and Takemichi showed up. They stare at the scene in front of them and move closer. Takemichi's focus was on Draken whilst Mitsuya wasted little time in checking up on you.
Mitsuya stood up straight and yelled at Peh-yan, walking closer to stand before Draken, who's sitting on the ground due to exhaustion. It brought forth an argument which made Takemichi panick. Even though there was a huge grin on Mitsuya's face, his pose brimming with confidence.
A silence befell the parking lot right before the familiar sound of a revving engine, Mikey's CB250T. He finally arrived, coming to a brutal stop in the middle of the parking lot. His face and hair are wet, his eyes are darker than usual.
Mikey gets off his bike, heading towards the others. His wary eyes glanced over the scene before coming to a stop at the sight of you. Your hair sprawled out and dirtied, eyes closed and a pained expression on your face. It's a sight he absolutely dispised seeing. He almost changed directions to get to you, but stopped when he saw you with Emma. A twinge of relief washing over him at the sight of you with someone he trusts.
"I get it now. That's why i got called out somewhere else... Then it'd be my fault if toman got split in two... right?"
