PART 6
DURARARA!! KINK MEME PT.6
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PRIVATE CHAT WITH TANAKA TARO, KANRA, AND SETTON.
Tanaka Taro: Has anyone figured anything out yet?
Kanra: Have you got me anything else to work off of? There are a lot of underground basements, masked rapists out there.
Tanaka Taro: He's stopped whispering. He's got his voice back, at least.
Kanra: Hm~
Setton: If he's speaking regularly, why not try to get Bakyura-san to talk about the incident? If he's...ready, I mean.
Kanra: Yes, and then maybe we can work on what were supposed to be doing~
Mikado heard the shower shut off and he quickly gave his farewells before closing his laptop. He stood up and moved back into the kitchen, sitting down in front of his plate. He smiled up at the blonde who was wearing a loose t-shirt, and very, short pajama shorts, tossling his wet hair across his face.
Mikado grunted as he felt the tent in his pants start to form. Fuck, why did he look so goddamn good? No wonder people wanted a piece of him. He was gorgeous. Mikado shook the thoughts from his head. Oh god, what was he thinking? This was his best friend. His best friend who just got raped.
Masaomi took a seat in front of his plate, blinking. “Are you okay, Mikado?” He asked, seeing his friend fidget. Mikado laughed nervously, shaking his hands in front of his face. “Ah, n-no! Of course not!” He smiled weakly, trying to will his erection down.
Quick. Think of something terrifying! Mikado thought to himself. Orihara Izaya. Getting a vending machine thrown at you. Erika and Walker going on and on about their favorite manga. Sonohora-san's boobs.
Kida blinked, raising his brows up at his friend's contorted facial expressions. “Are you sure, man? You don't look so good.”
Mikado felt the tent in his pants collapse and he sighed of relief. “Ah, no. I'm fine. Sorry. Stomach cramps.” He winced at his lie. Could he have said anything more girly?
Kida seemed to have bought it because he began to push his fork around his plate, taking small bites of his food.
“Masaomi...?”
Kida looked up from his food, over at his best friend.
“Ah, uh...do you want to...talk about it?” He suggested softly. He watched his friend drop his head, and he moved his hands up in front of his face again, waving them frantically. “Ah, y-you don't have to say anything if you're not ready yet! I-I'm sorry. It was bold of me..” He apologized quickly. “It's just-”
“Okay,” came a softer voice from Masaomi that seemed to cut into Mikado's rant.
The dinner table both fell silent rather quickly. Mikado waited for Masaomi to start, knowing this was hard for him.
Mikado noticed Masaomi twirling a loose hair around his finger tightly, knotting it. It was something that Masaomi did when he was nervous or scared, Mikado had noticed. It was cute.
“I...can't exactly remember everything. I have numerous nightmares with different rapists in different situations. It's hard to keep them all separated from...what really happened. They all seem so real.” He began softly.
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“If you need time to think about it before speaking, take as much time as you want, Masaomi.” Mikado reassured the blonde who was now fiddling with his hands.
“I never thought this would happen to me. I was supposed to be able to protect myself and other people. How the hell am I supposed to do that now?” Masaomi said softly, his hands balling into fists in his lap.
“Masaomi, this isn't your fault.”
“Then who's is it?” He snapped at the raven-haired boy which caused Mikado to back up a bit at his response.
“That bastard who raped you.” Mikado said calmly, frowning. Masaomi avoided eye contact for a long time with Mikado before he abruptly stood up. “I'm going to bed.” He stated, turning on his heel and walking down the hallway.
Mikado sighed, staring down at the two nearly full plates. He stabbed his fork into a piece of meat.
That went well.
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Actually she is doing it in the correct format. It must be your phone then.
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she needs to either reply to the prompt each time or the chapter 1 each time.
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Also, will the rapist come back again? Sorry, I'm just so curious ;~;
Thank you so much for writing this! You're wonderful! ♥
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I just want to give Kida a giant hug. ;u;
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