SaiOuma/OumaSai OneShots

Morning Cuddles (Fluff)

//Currently listening to Doja cat rdftgvybhnjk--

The inspo for this chapter was a fun fact I found on-top of an orange juice lid <3 Hajime approves-//

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-ᴛɪᴍᴇ, 𝟿:𝟶𝟹 ᴀᴍ.-

ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴘ.ᴏ.ᴠ

Shuichi's dull green alarm clock blared, waking up both unsuspecting boys. Kokichi proceeded to slant over his boyfriend, in-order to bitch slap the siren half way across the bedroom.

''Shumaiiiii...'' Ouma wailed loudly, almost beating the alarm clock itself. 

Shuichi groaned, before slowly dragging himself out of bed. Yet failing- as his small lover yanked his shirt, silently begging him to return. ''Shuichi... Pleaseeee??'' He whined, internally praying to Atua that his beloved would return, and feed him the attention he wanted.

''I'm sorry, babe. I have to get ready for work...'' Saihara replied tiredly, he hadn't slept in four days, ((same,,)) and the eyebags he kept grew darker than the night sky. Ko was so sick of him overworking himself. He'd never admit how worried he was though. 

''Shu, no. You've been overworking. I'll call and say you're sick, alright?'' Ouma replied sternly. Shuichi sighed, then nodded his head.

''Fine, what should we do today?'' Saihara had a terrible feeling this question wasn't going anywhere good. This time, the detective was wrong.

Kokichi grinned. And Shuichi was preparing himself for torture, but the next reply certainly surprised him.

''Can we cuddle?'' The smaller male smiled. 

Now Ouma seemed uncomfortable with all forms of contact, having come out of an abusive relationship. 

''Are- are you sure? Of course I'd love to, but please don't push yourself.'' concern dripped from his voice like honey, sweeter than candy. Kokichi just smiled more so, even more genuinely than before.

''Yeah. I love you Shuichi, and I trust you. Now come heeeeeereeeeee!'' The first half of that sentence seemed so loving, yet Shumai knew Kokichi wasn't ready to drop his mask completely.

-ᴛɪᴍᴇ sᴋɪᴘ, 𝟷𝟶:𝟶𝟸 ᴀᴍ.-

Lemon and ginger swallowed the room's original smell, a hint of vanilla trailed behind it. Candles littered the mostly blue room- the lights dimmed perfectly.

Kokichi and Shuichi snuggled up under the covers, with the occasional giggle from Shuichi's 5'1  boy. ''Hey Shu-chan?'' Shuichi ran his fingers through Ouma's gorgeous purple locks, his long slender arms wrapped around the smaller boy's thin waist. Kokichi had his short legs wrapped around Shuichi, his arms around the other boy's neck whilst he nudged his face into Saihara's warm chest.

''Yeah honey?'' Shuichi moved an arm down his lover's back, slowly rubbing comforting circles on the leader.

''Did you know that when you blush, the lining of your stomach does too!?'' Ouma exclaimed, like this information was fresh in his mind. ''...Huh?'' Shuichi muttered in confusion. 

Ouma smirked, before lifting up Shuichi's shirt. ''A-Ah! Hey!'' Shuichi gasped.

''It's true! I knew it!''

((Thank you, orange juice lid<3))

''Nishishi, I knew you loved me, Shumai~'' Kokichi cuddled further into his paramour's comfy chest, he snuggled into a tight ball- Saihara's arms still gently wrapped around him.

The detective giggled, holding his lover like he had nothing else to lose. Shuichi nuzzled his face into the troublemaker's soft hair, gently kissing his scalp.

''Of course I love you, Kokichi. How could I not?'' Ouma clung onto his 5'7 beloved's shirt, muttered something under his breath sadly, before speaking up.

''Hehe.. I dunno Shumai, I am a pain in the ass!'' The smaller male tried to hide the pain in his voice. Shuichi noticed all of it, and slightly snapped. It bothered him so much that Kokichi couldn't see how perfect he was.

''Have you met yourself? Sure that fucking asshole before me might've said that, but he's wrong. You're incredible Kokichi, and NOTHING and I mean N.O.T.H.I.N.G will stop me from seeing that. I love you, he should've seen how beautiful you were. You deserve to be loved. Okay? I'll do everything I can to get you to see that.'' Kokichi gasped, shock covered his hidden face. No-one had ever said anything as loving, or as kind to him in his entire life. Let alone had Shuichi ever uttered a curse, that was new.

((// That message goes out to you guys too, Okay? hmu if you need to vent!//))

The Ultimate Supreme Leader burst into tears. Uncontrollable, harsh sobbing.

''O-oh dear! I-I'm sorry Kokichi! I didn't mean to upset you!'' Shuichi pulled away, looking at his boyfriend in concern.

''Wh-What? Upset?? Shuichi I'm crying t-tears of joy!'' Kokichi smiled brightly, tears still streaming down his face, with the occasional sniffle.

In that moment, Ouma knew. This was the boy he'd spend every moment with, the boy Kokichi knew he loved so much.

''Goddamnit Shuichi, I fucking love you...'' Ouma muttered happily. he retreated back into the taller boy's chest, neither of them had ever been more sure about their feelings. Kokichi loved Shuichi, and Shuichi loved him the same.