3. Bunny
Daily routine must be what it's called.
For the girl to enter that dark alley around eight o'clock or eight thirty only to alarm other people who see her from the sidewalk she's currently in. Few store owners who manages their business in front of that area is a bit worried for thugs that usually comes out of the same alleyway she always come in to. Knowing that fact that she's all buddies with the thugs she interacts with in that specific turf, she ignored the wondering faces she often meets on her entrance.
And to be fair, Ash was able to convince Dino to let Y/n to live with him downtown. He explained how the girl had disliked the idea of Arthur being her watchdog and the blond voluntarily asked to be her guard instead. Few more sales talk from him and the Monsieur was already nodding approvingly together with his conditions, she was able to have herself a temporary get away.
Happily bolting into the door, she stopped on the last step again searching for her every evening target: Ash. And she saw him on the usual spot, socializing to his thug squad as she ran towards him, ignoring the heavy guitar behind her and pounded on his back with a wide grin. "Hello, Kitty!" she greeted again like a nice pet owner trying to interact with her cat.
"You're here again, cotton candy. What do you want?" Ash sheepishly acknowledged and then a sudden flash. The alarming flash of camera that made the girl turned around to see a middle aged Asian taking a photo. "Who are you, sir?" she asked wondering. She walked passed him waiting for a reply gearing off her guitar and placing it on the table.
"Ah, I'm Shunichi Ibe. A photographer from japan." He introduced.
She unzipped the cover of her guitar, taking the instrument out as she usually does. "Ahh... making a magazine? That's great." She praised.
"Uh, thank you." The Japanese photographer replied. "Uhmm, are you a part of Ash's gang?" he asked, still camera on the roll to take photos around the room.
"Uh-huh. I think so." She replied sitting comfortable in one chair to let the guitar lean on her lap.
"Ah, are you going to play that?" Another man appeared. New to her eyes, she stared at the other youngster intently, not until a dark skinned young man appeared behind him, arms at the back of his head. He waved knowingly and she gave the same gesture before looking back up to the Asian man and smiled. "Yeah. Want to hear it?" she asked back.
He nodded, chiming 'm' while he sat on a chair next to her. That excited look and innocent smile made her danger radar retreat. She pressed the end of the guitar and pluck the string and then she strummed. The room was one with silence once again for a while to listen to her song that actually amazed Shunichi that he can't help himself but take a photo of her happily playing a wonderful song, head swaying left to right again.
After singing the song, she stood up and bowed again like a professional performer with everyone applauding her good work, guests included. Clapping fondly that Kong and Bones jumped rejoicing hands above their heads like two idiotic monkeys.
"Okay, ice cream time—" not even a second before she ran towards Ash, he was already in front of her, placing a tub of ice cream on her head before she could even defend. "Here you go, cotton candy." He said.
She grabbed the cold tub on her head happily before the blonde facing Shunichi with a glare. He went near making the middle-aged photographer alarmed. "W-what is it, Ash?" he asked.
"The photo you took of her." he said seriously. "Never put it on public."
"Ah... alright..." he muttered swallowing hardly with wonder. His girlfriend? The photographer thought as his eyes ran towards the girl who happily sat next to his assistant and another dark skinned boy as she ate her ice cream.
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Incognito (SingXReader//A Banana Fish Fanfic)
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