Pay days are the best. At least (YN) thinks that way, he could spent his while salary for himself. Even when he takes out the rent and food expenses, more than enough money is left to have a good life.
Walking down the street with a chilly bottle of pure water, he smiled. The clock marked seven in the night and work is no more. A mere pair of weeks have passed since he tried to kill himself. His encounters with a certain blue Butterfly have been more and more usual. Even though they were causal ones like bumping into each other at a crosswalk or during lunch or dinner at the Kamado Cafe. He suspected that the later is a machiavellian plan from Nezuko and co.
(YN) even exchanged phone numbers with her and receive some messages from her. It's not that they are that close to be talking all day long. But, certainly he will reply to one or two of the notifications.
"What a boring day." He mumbled while lighting the first cigarette of the evening and walked to the train station.
"Yeah, I agree with you."
Narrowing his eyes, (YN) just nods his head. Not wanting to make eye contact with the stiff and death glare. Wearing his usual mismatched hoodie and long raven black hair tied down in a ponytail. Tomioka Giyu is walking besides him with his usual don't-talk-to-me face.
Letting out a big sigh, he forced himself to speak.
"Good evening, Tomioka-san, what are you doing here?"
"Going home." Short replies as ever.
(YN) could not get why is he so damn popular, Tomioka is just as negative as him and even more unapproachable. But, even with that his good looks placed him at the top of the 'most wanted' list of the Tokyo police department. If you wonder what rank (YN) has is 'unranked'. Tch, go die you Ikemen.
"What a coincidence me too, maybe I'll stop at the Kamado cafe. Too lazy to prepare dinner." (YN) adds as they both reached the train station.
"Yeah, that would be good."
Cold. He's just like that. It is really awkward, even with this (YN) has a good image of his coworker, he's responsible and give a shit about what other say about him or the others around, he carves his own image of those who he meet. And he doesn't give you that despite glare like everyone else does.
"So, Tomioka-san, how are things going with Shinobu-san?"
The handsome man directed a glare at the man walking besides him. It was not a bad one, but one of curiosity since "the" (YN) wants to talk about something like that. Tomioka Giyu pressed his lips together as he tried to find an answer for this one, like recalling how his life as a married couple is, how hard can it be to just say good or bad?
"Smooth... I think."
(YN) lifted an eyebrow.
"That's doesn't sound like Shinobu-san... she's not smooth at all."
"Well, I'm still in one piece and I know how to deal with she rages." Tomioka shivers at the thought of an angry Kocho.
"You're a big fat liar, Tomioka-San. Nobody can deal with an angry Kocho Shinobu-San."
Both of you let out a small laugh.
"Yeah, you have a point, but well, she's in charge of the hospital right now, since Kanae is unable to..." His eyes became grimy and his fists balled with anger.
(YN) frowned, the mismatched hoodie guy is right. What happened, it was his fault, like a chain reaction. First the multiple murder cases, then Kanae and at last Inosuke. If you can get your hands on that fucker...
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Afterdark (Aoi x Male Reader)
RomanceTonight. I will take my own life. He studied this words over and over again, the moment on his hands has been consumed by more than half already and the coffee was dead cold for sure. A lonely six-shot revolver rested at the side of the porcelain mu...