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“Would you die for us?” Ran asked as he looked out over the sleepy city. You guys had closed up the bar for the night and were standing on the rooftop waiting for the sun to come up. The three of you had taken to watching the sunrise on Sunday nights for some reason it helps the start of the week.

Six months ago the answer would have been an automatic “hell no,” but standing here overlooking Tokyo you don’t know.

“Don’t answer that,” Rindou said after taking a puff from his cigarette, “It’s easy to say you’ll die for someone and you’ve more than proven that you’ll kill for us. We need more… will you live for us.” These two men had obviously talked about this before and we’re waiting for an answer.

Live for them? You don’t even remember what life was before them. Sleepless nights that blurred into monotonous days, struggling to survive; the deafening loneliness you could never go back. They gave me life. My life is theirs.

“Yes.” You replied after a few minutes; espionage, torture, even killing was a small price to pay when these two brothers breathed life back into you.

“Yes to which one sweetheart?” questioned the older brother as he fixed your hair. “ You’ve come so far in such a short amount of time, my brother is right dying is easy and you are anything but. So which is it life or death?”

“My life is yours, you made me who I am, I will live for you.” You barely believed that you said it yourself. After your last boyfriend you promised yourself you would never let another man have ahold over you and now here are two that you are willing to follow into hell for.

“No.” Rindou replied as he stomped out the cigarette.

“Excuse me?” You question cocking your head to the side. You answered his question you said that you pledged your life to them what more could he want?

“You say you’ll live for us, but you sounded like one of the guys who run the docks for us,” Ran laughed leaning his back against the ledge facing you, “All we did was finance you and opened doors that you would have eventually gotten to on your own. The person you are today is the same person we found at the cafe that day just polished.”

The sun started to peak over the horizon as the younger brother joined the other stating,“This life is known to crush the weak. That is one thing that you aren’t. Promise us to not lose yourself in this world. Do that and God himself will kneel before you.”

Frowning you question them,“So I’ll have God at my feet and I’m to be at yours?”

“No, you become one of us,” answered Ran. “You’ll be an equal with us on either side,” Rindou said finishing his sentence. The sun had almost reached the building and the brothers parted ways to allow room for you to step into the sun with them.

“So what do you say?”

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Aye! I’m back, sorry to be gone for so long I’ll try not disappear for that long again.

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I know @bubble4u told me not to leave it on a cliffhanger but I am a horrible person 😈

Woddy may be in the funeral home business but he is still a gangster. Reformed gangsta but gangsta. That's why quiet always overrides cocky.

Quiet muthafuckas are planning shit while cocky niggahs always talking shit.

This is why I love him

NOT WODDY WITH THE FENTANYL

If you don't make the whore in her come out, you ain't the one.

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It was always peaceful in your house on Sunday, no matter how hectic it was throughout the week time seemed to freeze on Sunday. Today was no different, it was a gray and drizzling which made both you and Draken lazy to the point of drifting back off to sleep. Waking up for the second time you looked over at the beautiful man beside you sleeping peacefully, some times you forgot how gorgeous he was when daily life had both of you at opposite sides of the city. After getting the energy to get up you decide to go into the bathroom and take a shower. Finally emerging from the shower you see that he’s slowly waking up.

“Babe?” He calls out to you as he tries to remember how to use his voice. His eyes aren’t quite focused but it’s clear he’s been thinking about something.

“Yes little boy?” You say, answering him from across the room

“Come here.” He’s definitely up to something. As he sits up on his side of the bed you see that he’s notice you wearing one of his shirts. He’s never had a problem with it and thinks it’s cute how you look in them, but he’s been looking for this shirt for a week and you just magically found it. Walking up to the end of the bed you ask him, “What do you want?” Laughing he holds out his hand beckoning you over. “I just wanna see that shirt you got on, it looks nice.”

“Better?”you ask standing in front of him. As he starts playing with the hem of your shirt he slowly guides you closer to him not breaking eye contact.“Yes, it looks like one of the shirts I lost last week.” It was always hard to breath around him when he was like this, trying to sound unaffected you tell him. “Maybe you need to keep a closer watch on your clothes.”

“Mhmmm, I think I’d rather watch yours, come closer sweetie.” He says as he pulls you into a kiss, you find yourself slowly grinding on his leg as the kiss deepens. Pulling away to catch your breath you whisper, “You’re up to something” before going back in for another one.