Used To It - KokuDouma Short Story - Business / Mafia AU - ✩ VΔNCE ! ✩

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Parts 5
Time 52m

Reads 4,260
Votes 89
Parts 5
Time 52m

Kokushibo. That was the name with which everyone knew him. No one asked ever for his last name, neither his real name. Getting involved into someone's life or past was a distraction, an act of disrespect and completely inappropriate for their workspace, at least that's what he thought.
    
    Douma always tryied to befriend with everyone there. He loved having long conversations and sharing with everyone he knew every detail of his life.
    
    This annoyed many people.
    
    But it didn't annoy Kokushibo.
    
    For some reason, he enjoyed every momment that Douma was talking to him. He hated to, but he couldn't help listening for hours how Douma could talk about his life, his feelings, his thoughts.
    
    Kokushibo usually avoided any type of social interaction unless it was work stuff, and in the eyes of other members of the mafia, it was weird that he preferred listening a two-hours monologue of anything Douma had to say than a one-minute small talk.
    Kokushibo didn't understand himself either. He always wondered why he liked to listen so bad. He rarely talked, so when he was with Douma, he talked for both of them. 
    The fact that he didn't feel annoyed stressed him. Why did he had such a preference on Douma? Why couldn't him talk a little bit more? Why didn't he understand his own feelings?
    
    This preference had becomed annoying and weird for other workers, they didn't actually know what to do; Should them just let Kokushibo be?
    
    
    But the curiosity killed the cat, didn't it?
    
    •   •   •
    
    Ships in this story:
    - KokuDouma
    - RenKaza
    
    I still don't know if any other of my ships like UzuGyu and KaiDaki is going to apear
    
    •   •   •
    
    Slow updates
    Lack of imagination
    Most of this is because I dreamed with the story so yeah-All Rights Reserved

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Kokushibo. That was the name with which everyone knew him. No one asked ever for his last name, neither his real name. Getting involved into someone's life or past was a distraction, an act of disrespect and completely inappropriate for their workspace, at least that's what he thought.

Douma always tryied to befriend with everyone there. He loved having long conversations and sharing with everyone he knew every detail of his life.

This annoyed many people.

But it didn't annoy Kokushibo.

For some reason, he enjoyed every momment that Douma was talking to him. He hated to, but he couldn't help listening for hours how Douma could talk about his life, his feelings, his thoughts.

Kokushibo usually avoided any type of social interaction unless it was work stuff, and in the eyes of other members of the mafia, it was weird that he preferred listening a two-hours monologue of anything Douma had to say than a one-minute small talk.
Kokushibo didn't understand himself either. He always wondered why he liked to listen so bad. He rarely talked, so when he was with Douma, he talked for both of them.
The fact that he didn't feel annoyed stressed him. Why did he had such a preference on Douma? Why couldn't him talk a little bit more? Why didn't he understand his own feelings?

This preference had becomed annoying and weird for other workers, they didn't actually know what to do; Should them just let Kokushibo be?

But the curiosity killed the cat, didn't it?

• • •

Ships in this story:
- KokuDouma
- RenKaza

I still don't know if any other of my ships like UzuGyu and KaiDaki is going to apear

• • •

Slow updates
Lack of imagination
Most of this is because I dreamed with the story so yeah-

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