𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗟 // 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘪. 𝘬 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘴

When He's Jealous

Dis one turned out to be a lil longer than the others, so I'm sorry if that bothers you.ಥ‿ಥ But I hope you enjoy it, happy reading! (≧∇≦)/

Warning: Grammatical errors are probably gonna come up pretty often. It's 6:15 a.m. and I haven't been to bed yet, so I'm really out of it rn. Don't judge me😅

Edit: Okay, I think I fixed all the grammatical stuff(≡^∇^≡)

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(Your name) POV

I didn't even know this amount of papers existed in the world. My hand is cramping so much, I feel like it's gonna fall off.

'Work for me in the Hassaikai, Kai said.'

'It'll be worth it, he said'.

'It'll be better than that low class villain, he said.'

'Bullshit, I say.'

No human should suffer through this much paperwork.

Kai and Kurono were in another room, experimenting on Eri at the moment, so I took it upon myself to sort through all the paperwork in his office. I figured that'll be one less thing he'd have to worry about, and he could actually get some decent sleep.

Big mistake.

The stack of papers seemed liked skyscrapers. There were so many words on each page that I swear it all just looked like one big blob of ink. My eyes are strained from staring at the pages, and my hand cramped from the writing.

I dropped the pen on the desk and leaned back in the chair. I let my hand run through my (hair color) hair in exhaustion.

'I've gotten through half of the papers so it's all downhill from here, I guess.'

I stood up from the chair and stretched. A sigh of relief pushed through my lips as a variety of 'pops' went up my spine. I took a quick bathroom break before sitting back in the chair to continue the paperwork. I popped each of my fingers before picking up the pen.

Before I could begin writing again, the silence in the room was interrupted by a phone ringing. I reached to grab the phone, but then hesitated.

'Am I allowed to answer calls for Kai?'

I let it ring a couple more times before I picked up the phone. Before I could say "hello" an incredibly raspy, yet oddly familiar, voice cut me off.

"Overhaul, I'm not a very patient. Are you going to meet with me or not? No beating around the bush. Yes or no?"

'Why the hell does this man sound so familiar? I known I've heard him before. But where from?'

I cleared my throat and replied.

"Sorry, Overhaul is busy at the moment. Can I take a message for him?"

The raspy voice paused for a while before hesitantly continuing.

"Just tell him to. . . to hurry up and decide, or else the deal's off. He'll know who it is."

Before I could reply, he hung up. My eyebrow knitted together in curiosity, and I set the phone down. Whoever the hell that guy was, is obviously very impatient. But I swear he sounds very familiar! I debated on whether to wait until Kai was finished or to tell him straight away. I decided to go with the latter.

I stood up from the chair, and made my way out of the office. My shoes produced soft thuds against the floor as I continued the lengthy walk.

'Ugh. Why the hell did he make everything so far away?'