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saturday, 11:23PM, november 4th
you are 21 years old living alone in a big city. you work a freelance graphic design job and you have been dating your current boyfriend for around 11 months. however, you begin to notice the way he's treating you has drastically changed since you met him. he's become more negligent, his words more cruel, it's like he doesn't even care about you anymore. you're afraid that if you continue to stay in this relationship then it could have the potential to become abusive, the toxicity is already present. you decided today that you're going to break up with him so you went out for one last dinner, you didn't want to do this over text. after finishing up the meal, you head out of the restaurant and pull him aside. he didn't even bother to dress nicely which makes you seem completely out of place in your short black dress and heels.
"we need to talk" you are serious, you need him to take this seriously too. he has that disgusting grin spread across his face while he puts his hands on your hips. you hit his hands off of you feeling grateful this is the last time you have to put up with his shit.
"i can't do this anymore, we're over" you look up at his face to see how he reacts. he growls, his lip sneering up forming a crinkle on the side of his face.
"you're breaking up with me?" a scoff comes flying out his mouth, "you dumb fucking bitch, you should be grateful i even dated you in the first place!"
"excuse me? Who do you think you're talking to like that--" this was not the reaction you had expected. before you have time to retaliate he grabs you by the arm and harshly tugs you towards him.
"listen, bitch! what are you gonna do about it?" his grip is hard, he’s squeezing all the blood out of your arm causing it to go numb. you snatch your arm back and start walking away, not even bothering to turn your head once to look back.
"if you message me, try talk to me, whatever, i'll call the police!" you are storming off ahead through the dark streets, hearing him yelling from behind.
"what do you think the police will do! NOTHING!" his yell was loud, echoing through the darkness of the night. you push past all the people on the sidewalk to desperately try make some space from him. you know he's still close, you hear his yells vibrating your eardrum.
you decide to cut through an alleyway, walking past a bunch of trash and dumpsters. you see a cut-open fence and climb through the entrance, still hearing him chasing after you. your heart is thumping so loudly in your chest, you can barely hear anything surrounding you.
"stop fucking running!" he is now following you through the fence, you are still a good bit ahead of him though.
you have no idea where you are, all you can see are trees in the very far distance and a bunch of parked cars, a few lamp posts illuminating in the abyssal dark area you just stumbled upon, you're blinded from rage. you assume you're in some abandoned car park until you hear another yell of "woah!", not the same voice of your now ex boyfriend. abruptly a pair of hands grab you by the shoulders, pulling you suddenly back, this causes you to jump.
"what the hell?!" this yell is the only thing that can escape you, you are petrified. you turn around and look up. you see a tall man, he's wearing a dark compression top and baggy sweatpants and he's standing right in front of you. his hair is dark and straight, a scar down the side of his mouth. his muscular physique apparent through his clothing. although his face is cold, there's warmth in his eyes, you know he means you no harm.
"watch where ya goin', doll!" he points at 4 cars that come speeding through the dark. they send gusts of wind so strong they cause your hair to fly up, dust clouds sparking up from the ground.
suddenly, you hear the voice of your ex booming back down your ears again. this causes both you and the man to turn around.
"Y/N, you cunt! who the fuck do you think you're walking away from?" he's approaching fast, the random guy you just met still holding onto your shoulders.
"you know him, eh?" the man asks while sizing up your ex from the distance. your ex did occasionally workout but his physique is nothing compared to this guy’s body. you nod your head to answer his question, he lets go of your shoulders and stands beside you.
"now who's this! some junkie you're already hopping to? stupid whore-" his words are cut short, the man with the scar lets a gravelly huff out and walks over to your ex. he grabs him by the collar of his hoodie and holds him up against a lamp post.
"now who are ya calling a homeless junkie, kid? i know it ain't me."
you try to intervene, you don't want the situation to get out of hand, you just want your ex to leave you alone. you walk towards them however the muscular man reaches his spare arm out to keep you at arm-length distance.
"always knew you were a slut, Y/N. this the type of men you into, huh? jobless assholes who-"
the guy holding your ex up snarls, moving his grip from your ex's hoodie to his throat.
"that how you talk to women, ey'? got no manners left in ya?"
"daddy!" you turn around and see a little boy running towards you and the situation unfolding at hand. the little boy's hair is dark and messy, a similar face to the man in front of you. the man turns around, looking at the boy while maintaining his grip on your ex who is now choking and gagging for air, clutching at the hand gripped tightly on his neck.
"daddy, you said you wouldn't hurt anyone anymore!" your ex releases a broken snicker and manages to force a few words out of his mouth.
"you take orders from a kid, huh, what a big guy-" the grip around his neck just tightened severely harder causing his gasps to turn to shrieks. the man turns his head to you and speaks a few words while motioning his head to his child and the side.
"don't mind do ya, darlin'?" he's signalling you to take the little boy away so you follow his request. you manage to get the little boy to take your hand and walk over to the side, close to the wall of the big factory building that is next to this parking lot. he watches you walk until you are now out of sight of the situation.
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"hi little one, what's your name?" you crouch down to his level, still holding his hand.
"megumi" he babbles out his name, there are still tears on his face from getting worked up so you wipe them off.
"megumi, what a cute name! i'm Y/N, how old are you megumi?" to respond to your question he lifts 4 of his fingers up.
"wow, 4! you're so old!" you're playful with him, causing him to giggle, "was that your dad megumi?"
"my daddy yes, he promised no more hurting people" he sulks, sitting himself down on the floor.
"do you know your daddy's name?" he nods although someone else answers the question.
"daddy's name is toji" you look up and see toji himself responding to your question with a smirk. he's shaking his fist, his knuckles red slightly. you blush from embarrassment, you’re unsure of how long he was there watching.
"daddy!!!" megumi runs to his dad, hugging at his leg. toji lifts megumi into his arms and megumi snuggles into him.
"megs, didn't we say no runnin' from shiu when i go somewhere?" he lightly flicks the side of his head.
"sorry daddy"
"gonna be a good boy n' go back to shiu? i'll be with ya soon, promise"
"fine!" toji puts megumi down and he begins to run back over to where all the parked cars are.
"sorry bout' the little one, he's a handful"
"it's alright, he's a super sweet kid"
"ya got that right, takin' it your name is Y/N then?" you nod your head in response, toji leans back against the wall while continuing his conversation.
"who was the idiot chasin' ya?"
"my now ex boyfriend" you look at him and see him chuckle.
"glad that's the case doll, he ain't lookin' too handsome" he points over to the floor, you see your ex on his knees, bloody face.
"he's alive, right?"
"jeez! ya think i'm gonna murder someone? 'course he is!" he laughs as his gaze drifts down at you and your body, scanning you down from the chest to your legs.
"what's a pretty lil' thing like you doing with someone like that, eh? he's a piece of shit and that's even comin' from me"
"he wasn't bad when we first started dating, i don't really know what happened"
"must've been losin' his mind doll, ain't no way someone could lose interest in a girl like you" he flashes a genuine, sincere smile. it's been a while since you've seen one of them.
"thank you for stepping in, i didn't mean to cause any trouble i just-"
"nah, no worries sweetheart. when someone starts talkin' shit about women and then my own son they have it comin' really," he pushes himself off of the wall "you wanna come sit down n' watch this race? it's just 'bout to begin"
"i don't know if i should-"
"come on sweetheart, nothin' to be scared of. promise ya it's good, might as well have some fun tonight, 'ey?" he's right. your night was already ruined, you might as well have some sort of a positive highlight.
"okay, i'll watch" your response causes the man's perfect smile to grow. he starts leading you over to the parked cars, walking at a pace you can keep up with. while walking past your ex, toji kicks him hard in the stomach. blood splutters out of his mouth as he winces on the floor, you don’t feel bad though. he continues walking over to one of the cars and opens the door to the backseats for you.
"megs is also in 'ere, i don't want ya to get too intimidated outside, not everyone is as good lookin' as me who comes to these things"
"thank you"
"no worries love, shiu be down a bit of the parking lot if ya need anythin', he's the one in the suit, kinda hard to miss him" with this, you climb in the back of the car as he closes the door. megumi turns around to you and smiles.
"you wanna watch the cars with me?" he seems excited, his dad must bring him to these often.
"sure, let's watch these cars!" you both sit kneeling on the backseat, peering out of the rear windshield.
you watch how all the cars are spinning around the large empty space before they begin their race. a ton of cool looking cars drifting, some even making sparks come up from the floor which makes megumi next to you audibly "woahh". when the race is about to begin, you see all the cars line up next to each other, revving their engines. someone begins speaking from a megaphone, announcing the countdown to begin. you hear the numbers count down, then you hear the blank shot being fired off to begin the race. you see all the cars speed off, disappearing from the parking lot. megumi reassures you they'll be back soon and he was right. less than 2 minutes later they all come speeding through the car park and back out. you see one car that's very clearly in the lead, a black toyota supra mk4. after about 7 more laps have been completed you see the cars slow down, that black car coming first. you hear megumi cheer.
"daddy won!!" you turn around and look at him, jaw dropping in the process.
"your dad PARTICIPATES?" you are in shock, you assumed he just came to these to watch with friends.
you see toji step out of the car, shaking his hair and waving over to megumi from across the parking lot. megumi waves frantically back with both hands. you then watch toji walk over to a group of people, he grabs something in a bag and starts laughing with them. megumi sinks down into the seat so you turn around and do the same.
"isn't my daddy sooo cool!" he yawns, you can tell it's way past this kid's bedtime. his body grows more limp as the seconds pass by.
"very cool, you're way cooler though. don't do anything dangerous like that ever, okay?" now here you are, lecturing someone else's son in the back of a random car at a time way past midnight.
"i know, daddy says that too." after saying this, his head drops to the side and he falls asleep. the poor thing is probably exhausted. you take your jacket off and wrap it around him to make sure he keeps warm. shortly after you also end up asleep although you never intended to. eventually, toji returns back to the car he left you in, slowly opening the door to the driver's seat side. he takes a look in the back seeing both you and megumi asleep. he sees your jacket wrapped around his son and chuckles silently.
"what am i gonna do with ya, Y/N.." he slowly closes the car door and speaks quietly through the window to the man in the suit he was talking about earlier, shiu. he's asking him to get someone to drive his racing car back home for him. shiu nods and walks away from the car making a short phone call.