K Project x Reader

Izumo's Bar

Izumo had given you responsibility for his bar while he went to go get groceries, and this was not the day for Yata and Kamamoto to storm in fighting.

"You pussy!" Yata shouted as the two tumbled inside. 

"Ow!" Kamamoto choked out, as he slapped the ground multiple times as a sign of mercy.

You looked over at Mikoto who sat with Anna, and pleaded with your eyes for help. His lips curved up into a smirk and he let out a puff of smoke from his cigarette. Looking right into your eyes to let you read his mind* (your a strain in this fic, you read minds), he responded. 

'Sorry, this is a fight for you to break up.'

You rolled your eyes and sighed. 

"GUYS!!!" you snapped getting their attention. They simultaneously looked up. 

"Look, Izumo trusted me enough to look after his bar, and if he finds an inch of damage when he comes back, he'll be on my ass AND ILL BE ON YOURS." you threatened, clenching the edges of the table from behind the bar. A red aura flared up as an outline of your body - rapidly glowing and quickly fading - showing off your temper to the two fighting men.

Hearty laughter could be heard to your left, and you looked over to see Izumo. With groceries in his hands, he stood with a smile plastered on his face. 

"Maybe you could take care of my bar more often. It'd earn me a lot more free time." He put a hand on your shoulder after setting down the bags. 

"Yeah, right," you scoffed. "I don't wanna deal with them even more than I already have to." You sighed, and turned to lean your back against the bar, your elbows propped up behind you.

"Thats your job."