Have you ever wanted to kiss Kokichi and see if it tastes like Panta?
Hug Nagito and think it will stop him from going into despair?
Find out if Kiibo can love?
Rock out with Ibuki like there's no tomorrow?
Go out with Gundham?
Try to survive the pe...
Rquested by: EverlyKitten Y/n - your name E/c - eye color Y/n POV
I hate that Shuichi tells me that I should visit Kokichi everyday. I don't want to visit that grape rat!!! But in the end it's worth it because Shuichi told me that it makes Kokichi happier than he is weird. If that's possible then I'll be okay with it. Even though I don't like Kokichi very much. I knock on the door. No answer, but I hear some sort of humming. I open the door and something I think I should've expected knowing Kokichi. He's laying on the floor, in his underwear and a comfortable shirt.
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I stare at him. "Sup dumb ass." I say calmly. Trying to not show how uncomfortable or how much I wanted to laugh at this. He was looking at the ceiling for a moment and then his eyes trail towards me. He gets his usual smile. He sits up and looks at me. "Hey Y/n!" His voice ticks me off the moment I hear it because everytime I visit him it's something I feel like I should've expected and then his voice just pops up. I giggle a bit. "Why you in your panties?" I ask. Doing my best to do a male voice. He looks down at his underwear and then at me. "Oh dear... I didn't even think you would look or even try to notice." He says slyly. I smirk. "Who wouldn't notice that pattern on the one human being anyone would call plain?" I say. Smiling with my eyes closed even though I felt like punching him in the face for that. I hear him sigh. I look at him and see him looking at the ground. His as normal as it could get smile turned into one that I could almost say was sad. His face was kind of blushed. Like a drunk little kid. "Hey, why ain't your blush purple, you little grape rat?" He laughs quietly at what I said. "That's not really what you think of me, is it? Do you think the same as everybody else? Is there an original thought in your head if I was the topic?" He asks quietly.
Those were some weird questions, but good ones, which was weird for him. I walk over to him and get on my knees so I can get closer to his level since he's sitting and lean close to him just to simply make myself clear. I hold his chin up with my fingers and hold up three fingers with my other hand. I put down one of my fingers. "First off, no not really. That's not exactly what I think of you." I say. Kokichi's eyes widen a bit and I hear him gasp quietly. "Second off, no. I most certainly don't think the same as everyone. That wouldn't be possible if I had to choose between that or my life. If I did then you would see my dead body right now." I say. His eyes widen more and he seemed a bit scared of that. I see tears in the corners of his eyes. "Th-then I would rather have you think the s-same as everybody else." He whispers under his breath. I put down my last finger. "And I always have original thoughts whenever your the topic. Say that's lewd if you must but trust me that they're my thoughts." His face gets kind of red. I hear him chuckle a bit. He does a kissy face. "Then can I get a smooch?" He asks in a mocking tone but honestly his voice was always mocking. "Your kidding..." I mumble. "Nope!" He says cheerfully. I look at him with my 'yeah yeah real funny' look. He looks at me seriously.
"I'm not joking." He says seriously. He cups my cheek. "Just one?" He says. In a kind of whiny voice. I felt my face get warm. He leans closer to me and yet it's like I didn't even notice. Next thing I know I feel his lips press against mine. I thought I hated him but here I am. Melting into this kiss. He backs away a bit. Our lips inches away from each other after that kiss. He sets his forehead against mine to try to get another kiss but I stop him by covering his mouth with my hand. His purple eyes look straight into my e/c ones. "You asked for just one." I say. I know what he's going to say. "Well, that was a lie." He says. His voice mumbles because I'm covering his mouth. "So, you going to confess how many your planning to lie for or what?" I say. Trying not to laugh at this. He backs away so I'm not covering his mouth anymore. "Seconds, thirds, fourths, twentieths if you wouldn't mind." He says like he's looking up into the stars. I laugh. That was pretty silly. "There's no way your telling the truth!!! I would rather not have a mouth!" I say. In the end we both end up laughing. For once I was the one that lied.
