Nanbaka One Shots [DISCONTINUED]

Kokoriki x Guard! Weak! Reader - How Did You Get Here?

First off: I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH 🥺❤️🥺 THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT AND VOTES! YOU GUYS ARE LITERALLY THE BEST
Second off: I'm so sorry this took so long! It took me a while to write this. I'm sorry if this doesn't live up to your standards... I have no idea how to write the ice-cream boys. Again sorry if you don't like the plot!
Tsubaki_UwU

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Sighing, you lean your head back on the wall and look up towards the ceiling.

Days like these could get pretty exhausting. The fact that you were also always exhausted didn't help as well.

"You okay (L/N?)," Echoed a voice from down the hallway. You turn your head to see Rokuriki? No... Youriki? No that's not it either...

"Yo Kokoriki!" Ah, that's his name! He walks over to you with one eyebrow raised and a concerned look on his face.

"You don't look too hot. You good?" He asks. You roll your eyes and crack your neck before looking straight at him, "I'm not here to look hot, I'm here to do my job." You say and you walk away.

However, he notices that your walking pace is a bit slower than usual. He also notices the fact that you're holding your hand against the wall to support yourself. He stares a bit more before turning away and walking the other direction.

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"Sir," Kokoriki knocks on the door, "May I enter?"

Samon moves his head up seeing the strawberry headed guard at his door, "Yeah sure come on in."

Kokoriki enters the room with his hands behind his back, "Permission to ask a question, sir?"

"Granted."

"How the hell is (L/N) able to work here? I mean they look like they're about to collapse at any moment," Kokoriki questions raising his voice slightly.

Samon growls, "Please take a seat." Kokoriki does so. Then Samon walks behind Kokoriki and smacks him in the neck.

Kokoriki groans in pain as he falls to the floor. Samon puts his hands on his hips in a sassy manner.

"Listen up loud and clear boy. (L/N) is a guard at Nanba, which means you show them some damn respect! You don't judge others on whether they seem weak or not here!"

He grabs Kokoriki by the collar and pulls his face close to his own, "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Kokoriki nods his head frantically and Samon lets go of his collar, causing Kokoriki to crash onto the floor once again, "Get lost," Samon says with anger. Kokoriki does exactly that.

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He dashes out of Samon's office, letting out a deep breath he didn't even realize he was holding. He noticed that a presence was to his right. He turns around and sees you standing there. He jumps back in fear and bends into a quick Japanese bow,

"Please forgive me (L/N)-san if you heard all of that!"

You shrug, "So, you wouldn't apologize if I hadn't heard all of that anyway?" His face goes rigged, "N-no, w-well-"

You roll your eyes, "Relax I'm just messing with you, wait out here for a second yeah?" You say waving your file in your hand in front of his face, then entering Samon's office.

You come out a minute later and greet Kokoriki with a smile, "Grab lunch with me?"

He blanks for a moment, "Huh?"

"You wondered how I got a job at Nanba right? I'll tell you over lunch," You explain to him. He nods his head, "I'll meet you in the break room in 10?" You nod and you both head your separate ways.

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The microwave beeps and you rush over to it and pull out two cups of ramen. Smirking to yourself, you place wasabi into one and leave the other without seasoning. When mixed you can barely tell the difference between the two, you made sure to keep the one without wasabi close to you.

A second later Kokoriki enters the break room. You two are the only ones there. You wave at him, "Here, I made this for you," And you pass him the ramen with the wasabi in it.

He smiles and gives you a light bow, "Thank you very much (L/N)-san!"

"Please call me (Y/N)"

"Okay... (Y/n)."

You lead him to the couch and pull out your chopsticks, "So you're wondering how I work here as a guard in Nanba prison. Especially when I seem really weak."

He nods his head as he slurps his noodles. His eye twitches a little as he starts to feel the wasabi kicking in. It takes everything in your power to stop yourself from showing a bit of a smile.

"It wasn't easy, you're right. I am weak, however; I never gave up. I trained every day (100 PUSHUPS, SIT UPS, SQUATS AND A 10 KILOMETER RUN- SORRY. If anyone gets that reference I love you forever) it took years and yea-"

You don't think he's listening at this point, tears are starting to run down his face as he starts panting. You let out a small giggle before taking your leave.

"Don't call me weak next time you strawberry bastard~"