Oh, How I Hate You (Kokichi x Male!Reader)

As Close To Normal As You Can Get

KOKICHI P.O.V

*huff, huff* "M-more!," I put more weight on Y/N.

"C-c'mon Ouma... more weight..."

"Y-Y/N~," I put on even more. 69 pounds. Half my weight.

"O-OUMA! S-stop, ha ha, holding back~!," Y/N pants. I add another five pounds. I don't wanna hurt him. 74lb.

"Kokichi~," he's sweating hard. I put more. Three. 77.

"Hng~"

Three more. 80, "T-thats all Y/N. That's all I can bare to put on..."

Y/N pants some more before putting the bar up. Wiping the sweat. "Ouma. I can take at least 90. I ain't weak."

I watch as he got up and took a swing of water, then walk over to the box- jump. One... two... Three... four...

Oh! You might be wondering what we're doing. No I'm not Fucking him, as much as I wish, but we're in the Weight room. Y/N doesn't have Kaito to help him anymore. So it's up to me!

Five... six... seven... eight.... nine... ten...! "That ten Y/N!"

Then he starts with core exercises. I hate those. And I'm pretty sure he does to. There painful as Hell. We've been there for a good two hours. Me cheering him on as he did the exercises.

"Can i get ice cream?"

"No."

He dares tell me no?! The little fuckers! I immediately start throwing a hissy fit. Childish I know, second one this week I know, do I care? No. My eyes well up with tears and I start bawling.

"Y/N IS SUCH A LITTLE BITCH! HE DOESN'T LOVE ME! HE JUST WANTED TO GET LAID!! THAT FUCKING LITTLE LIAR HATE ME SOOOOOOOO MUCH!!! WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! FUCK YOU Y/N! I'LL NEVER EVER FUCKING FORGIVE YOU!!!"

Y/N gave me the most un-amused look. It worked with Kira. It might word on Y/N. I push my luck.

"I HATE YOU SO MUCH, Y/N! I HOPE YOU BURN IN THE DEPTHS OF HELL! IF ANYTHING I HOPE YOU HAVE A MISERABLE DEATH! AH-WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!," I hiccup and cry some more.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!," this came from Y/N. I obediently stop. Y/N was stand up now, with a towel wrapped around his neck.

"Kokichi, I would appreciate it if you stop abusing the love and privileges I give you. You're starting to act like a spoiled brat. And don't take my love so lightly."

I look at him. Real tears welling up in my eyes, I quickly try wiping them away. I stop when he pulled me to his sweat-slicked body. I didn't care, I quickly wrap my arms around him and cry into his chest. What am I crying for? I don't even know. Everything I guess, his lost, Kaito 's death, my pain, Y/N's pain, I was just crying.

Y/N didn't try to stop me. Quiet me. He just stood there and hugged me. (Did I mention he doesn't have a shirt on?) I bet his chest is covered in my mucus and Silvia by now.

After ten or so minutes I quite down. He then wiped my face with his towel making a face of pity and disgusted.

"Ew, Ouma. Can't you at least cry pretty? You cry like a pig."

More tears. He seemed to realize what he said.

"I mean- There, there," he pays my head with uncertainty.

I sigh and put my hand on his shoulder, tracing the scar of his to his hip. "O-ouma~?" I look to see him blushing. I forgot how sensitive his chest is.

Just one long scar from his shoulder to hip. Caused by his father. One quick swift of a sword. Y/N tried to attack his father with his sword. Well, more like Kira did... and had the sword turned against him.

"Y/N." I quickly push him down onto the bench-press. Smashing my lip onto his, I kissed him. The kiss got more and more heated. Everything else melted away.

»Timeskip: 8:00p.m«

Y/N P.O.V

Apparently Kokichi had some "work" to do. Some five or six hours ago. Won't answer my calls. Or texts. Can't find him anywhere.

Sounds like a personal problem.

I sigh and text Saihrara-Kun.

*Bing!*

Blueberry Fargo: Sorry Y/N, I haven't seen him. Oh and I think Kusrose's phone is dead. Could you tell her I'm spending the night at Rantaro's?

Tyrant: Yeah, sure. G'night Saihrara-Kun.

Blueberry Fargo: I told you you can call me Shuichi.

Tyrant: Not happening.

Blueberry Fargo: -_-

Blueberry Fargo: 'Night L/N-Kun

I sigh again. At least Saihrara-Kun is considerate of Kusrose's feelings. I'm glad.

»Timeskip: 9:00p.m«

I'm pretty sure Kusrose's asleep. She's never up past Eight-Thirty. Slowly I make my way to Sairose's dorm. My ship name.

*Knock, Knock, Knock, Knock*

No response. I pick open the door to see Kusrose curled up in a ball in her bed.

"Hey, Ku-Chan?"

"Mm?," she quietly hummed as I shook her shoulder.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?"

"Mm? What about... Ouma... Kun?"

I sigh and explain everything. Telling her about how Saihrara-Kun's spending the night, and how I couldn't find Kokichi. I think she was only awake for half of my explanation.

"Hmm..," she scoots over on the bed and I get under the covers. Resting her head on my chest she sighs.

"Onii-San? Can you sing to me?"

NOBODY P.O.V

Y/N was quite for a heart beat. Think of a song he could sing. Then starts softly singing.

"Come little children...
I'll take thee away
Into a land of enchantment~
Come little children.
The time's come to play
Here in my garden of shadows~
Follow sweet children.
I'll show thee the way
Through all the pain
And the sorrows~
Weep not poor children.
For life is this way
Murdering beauty and passions~
Hush now dear children.
It must be this way
Too weary of life
And deceptions~
Rest now my children.
For soon we'll away
Into the calm and the quiet
Come little children.
I'll take thee away
Into a land of enchantment~
Come little children.
The time's come to play
Here in my garden of shadows~"

By the time Y/N finished, Kusrose was breathing softly and deeply.

Little did Y/N know.... this was gonna be the last time they ever do this.