[What An Odd Relationship][Saiouma Oneshots]

-Love Hotel-

Kokichi POV

In this chapter, Kokichi visits Shuichi's love suit.This chapter is so long so please don't mind the misspellings or grammar mistakes.
Warning: Smut

That damn Monokuma.

Here I am standing in front of a disturbing looking door. I am supposed to use the key in my hand to open up this door.

And apparently, there would be one of my classmates behind the door, waiting for their fantasy to be fulfilled. I don't like how the 'fantasies' are implied. Especially when this building is called the love suit.

My shaky hand brought the key up and unlocked the door. I opened it to be greeted by a disturbingly kinky room. I couldn't help but hold back a gag at the horrible smelling aroma of sex.

My eyes met grey irises.

"..."

"..."

In this room, I am supposed to play the role of their ideal. Monokuma stated that if something goes wrong or if I don't play up to the role correctly, something bad will happen. When it comes to that bear, I don't want to know what bad means.

So what will Shuichi Saihara the super high school level detective fantasize about?

"Kokichi?"

So I am myself in this fantasy...

"Yes..?"

"What are you doing in here?" He asked smiling softly. I felt my heart clench at his smile. It was so soft, it shows so much...love? "Did you need something from me?"

"I don't think so," I giggled.

He tilted his head, still smiling, "If that's so, then why don't you come over here?"

He outstretched his arms, asking for a hug.

I'm confused right now...he's not giving me many clues about what this fantasy is about...I shifted slightly.

His arms fell to his sides as if he noticed my small nervous aura. His eyebrows tilted upwards as he looks at me questionably, "What's troubling you?"

He was able to notice? "How did you know something's troubling me?"

"Well...we've been married for a while now...and I could just tell...?"

We're what-

"Excuse me? D-detective..?" I muttered, surprised, accidentally using one of my nicknames for him.

"Detective? What a weird nickname," he chuckled. "How did you even get that? I understand Shumai and Saihara-Chan...but just detective...I guess that's why I love you so much, you're always so cute and unpredictable," he continued.

He's not a detective?

So this is his fantasy? I'm myself? He's not a detective? And we're married?

That's...it's...it's been a while...since someone said they love me...

I shook my head, brushing away my invading thoughts. I need to play this role correctly. I can't have anything bad happen to our useful detective.