Shisui x reader x Itachi one shot
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Ongoing, First published Aug 21, 2021
Mature
Fair warning, there is mentions of blood and Severed limbs, these mentions take place in a movie in the fic but I thought I would still warn you :)
[I realize now, that when Shisui was still alive Itachi was like 13, soooo um yeah no, He and Shisui in this fic are going to be like 18 and 21, while you are like 19-20 ish]
Movie night with your best friends, who knew it would go so well. it goes so well that you might just end up waking up in one of their beds in the morning
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BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.