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Ryusae x reader Short Story

A little short story to the ongoing one I have because all my progress got stumped when I accidentally wrote it out on my other account so I have to rewrite it😓

Enjoy!!!

It's currently pouring outside. You're staring out the window quietly, trying to figure out what to occupy yourself with for the day before you hear the front door to the living room open.

"Oh, hey Sae!" you say with a small smile, watching him walk into the shared apartment holding a bag of food from the grocery store down the street. You get up to quickly grab it from him so he can dry himself from the lack of umbrella.

"Hey," he says, dull expression staying the same.

"Are you making dinner tonight or is it my turn?" you ask, setting the bag on the counter. Both you and Sae started spitting the meal cooking to yourselfs after quickly finding out, shidou would burn the whole house down if he tried.

"It's my turn tonight," he says, walking to his room to dry off.

You're grabbing the ingredients out of the bag before shoving it into the little bag that holds the other bags and putting the ingredients away for later that night.

"Why do you even keep those bags? It's not like we don't have the money to get some if needed," he says from behind you, making you jump before replying.

"My dad did it, plus why not save money? Who knows when we'll need them," you giggle at the inquiry like you haven't already explained it twice to him. "Plus, if it really bothers you, I'm surprised you haven't thrown them out." You look back at him, shrugging.

Ping!

You grab your phone at the notification, quickly opening it. "Ryu says he'll be home soon." Not exactly what he said, but the gist of it.

"Tell him I said just don't come back," Sae says. You stick your tongue out at him before setting the phone down and sitting back on the couch, holding the mail Sae had put in the grocery bag to keep it from getting soaked in the rain.

Looking through the mail, a letter with your name neatly written on it catches your eyes. Setting the rest down, you stare at it—your mother's name. How did she even find your address?

Setting the letter down and sighing, you glare at it as if it would disappear if you glared hard enough.

"What's that?" Sae asks with slight curiosity in his voice, before slowly looking at the door clicking open.

"I'm home!" You hear Shidou shout, dragging out the end of "home" with a playful voice. You're still dead-staring at the letter.

"Hey Ryu," you say, in a whole other dimension, staring at that damned letter. After a moment, Shidou swings himself onto your back, hanging off the couch. You look back at Sae—he has his head propped up with his hand looking at you before picking up the letter.

"Ooo~ what's that?" Shidou says in the same playful tone, snatching it from the redhead, causing Sae to look at him and sneer.

"It's a letter from her mom," Sae says, causing Shidou to grimace before ripping it open, already knowing what transpired between the two of you.

You watch him skim through it before handing it to Sae with the same grimace, then watching Sae read it with a bored expression before ripping it up.

"It's not important enough for your attention," he says, getting up and kissing your forehead before disappearing into the room, not giving you a chance to protest.

"I'm heading out," Shidou says plainly with a tick mark on his forehead, but not before also giving you a kiss on the head and ruffling your hair.

'Didn't even give me a chance to respond to any of it,' you pout, being left alone on the couch.

It's already an hour later, and you've preoccupied yourself watching TV and scrolling through Instagram.

Sae walks into the room with a smug smile on his face, holding his phone up to his ear and grabbing his keys. "Come, (name), we are heading out," he says, slipping on his shoes.

"Where are we going?" you look at him, brow raised, wary of his smug look.

"Bailing that devil out of jail," he says, wiping his face of the smirk he'd previously held, jiggling the keys in his hand while holding the front door open for you as you slip your shoes on.

It's not part two but a little peak into the future of the story🤭

Also I kinda skimmed through it so I might have some mistakes!!!

Part two of lipstick stained cigarettes is coming soon i just have to finish editing it trust

Lipstick Stained Cigarettes

Ryusae x reader

This will eventually be a ryusae x reader but I'm going for a slow burn rn, starting with Sae first then building up to shidou making his way into this. So please bare with me!!

This will also be filled with angst

Part 1

Warning!! This has a lot of mature themes including abuse, smoking, thoughts of harm to others, and sexual themes!!!

"Cut that out, (Name)! I can hear your foot tapping from a mile away." A voice cuts through the silence, yanking you from your thoughts as you stare blankly at the shattered porcelain scattered across the floor, with your mother glaring at you angrily.

"Yes ma'am, sorry Momma," you reply hastily, careful not to provoke her further. Who knows what she might do if you test her patience right now. You'd probably need more than the cigarette you're desperately craving to maintain your sanity.

"God, how did I end up with such a worthless child?" she mutters venomously, pausing before continuing, You figure staying quiet would be better than to speak your mind, anything you say will only make it worse. "Do you not want to answer me? You're a disrespectful little brat, you know that?" Before you can respond, she interjects sharply, "Clean it up before the guests arrive, and the table better be set properly as well." She storms out of the room, radiating anger with every step. And ohh, how you resented her, wishing it had been her head they broke on.

Picturing it in your head with a scowl. You glare bitterly at the broken plates littering the floor, but nevertheless begin cleaning the mess. Meticulously picking up the jagged fragments, you dispose of them in the trash, wary of their sharp edges. You swiftly set the table, eager to escape the suffocating atmosphere of the house as soon as humanly possible. Tiptoeing out of the room, trying to leave undetected, you slip on your shoes and quickly exit, gently pulling the door closed behind you, The crisp night air envelops you immediately, prompting a blissful sigh of relief, yet shivering at the sudden cold hitting you. 'Probably should have thrown on a thicker coat.'

Taking in the fresh air, staring at the stars shining down beautifully, the moon lighting up the sky, it makes you smile slightly. You reach into your pocket to grab what you actually came out here to do, retrieving a cigarette case. Upon opening it, dread washes over you as you realize you've lost your lighter somewhere in the mess of your room. With an exasperated groan, and your feet moving to walk in the direction toward the convenience store.

"Woohooo!" you silently celebrate, dragging out the word. Throwing your hands out in the air, when you finally reach your destination, lights shining brightly in the dark, a small smile playing on your lips as you approach the entrance. Peaking inside before you cross the threshold into the store. The loud chime announces your arrival as you step inside, letting the door swing shut behind you, oblivious to someone following closely behind.

A resounding thud startles you. Glancing back, you realize with horror that you've just slammed the door into another person! Oh shit he looks pissed too fuckkk.

You instinctively reach out to help, but they brusquely swat your hand away, fixing you with a piercing glare. He has some beautiful eyes. You're immediately pulled back into reality when you realize he's staring at you like you just tried to bash his head in.

"I'm so sorry, sir!" You wish the ground would open up and swallow you whole as he stares daggers at you, his teal eyes boring into your very soul. Face contorting into disgust. What am I a rat.

"Whatever," the man mutters icily, averting his gaze before briskly disappearing down an aisle. Your just left there staring at the red headed man.

'Well, excuse, you jerk,' you think indignantly, making a face at his retreating form. 'Still need that lighter,' you remind yourself, returning your focus to the task at hand with a quiet hum. Grabbing a snack while you're next to them, making your way to the checkout counter.

I wrote this hyped up on so much red bull I should be dead😭😭

So close to writing fanfics again because y'all sleeping on the ryusae x reader fics ong