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drunken sobriety

A heavy sigh leaves your lips as they stand in there room. You're pissed, but your fear or concerning Kokichi overrode your anger. You wanted to take more time to calm down, but the last thing you wanted to do is keep him waiting.

Taking another deep breath, you stepped out of your room and made your way down the hall.

The first sight you were met with was as soon as you entered the living room was kokichi. Though unlike before, he had his head down biting his nails. He seemed too far into his own world to notice you. You knew he was nervous before, but in the brief time you were gone it seemed to tripled.

Your small frown deepened as worry filled your thoughts.

Trying not to startle him, you began speaking. Your voice as soft as you could be without whispering.

"Kokichi?"

Despite your attempt to not startle him, he flinches at your sound, hard. As if he didn't expect you in your own house. Your frown deepened, there wasn't much time for something to go wrong, so what happened?

Usually, you wouldn't mention it, not wanting to make him feel worse than he already felt. But to you,

This nervousness felt different.

As long as you've known him, you couldn't remember a time he was nervous like this. Fear, awkwardness, that was his usual. Ones you've grown use too. This was quiet, apprehensive. You've never seen him like that before, and you didn't want to start now.

You'll admit, you don't know him deeply. So far, the most you knew was his mannerisms and moral code. Even then you didn't need those to know he was acting out of the usual.

You forced your lips into a thin line, the last thing you wanted was to make this seemingly bad situation worse. A small moment on silence laid over the both of you as you thought about what to do next. You rather be safe than sorry, but you had no clue how sorry getting closer could make you.

During your silent contemplation, he looked at you.

For a short moment, you both locked eyes. Unfortunately you didn't need to stare for long to see harsh confliction in his eyes.

He was hesitating.

With worry melting its way into your voice, you continued in the same hush voice as you once used before.

"Hey... you okay?"

At first, you had considered consoling him. You had no clue whats wrong, but whatever it was you could probably stand through together. You almost did, until he started speaking.

"I..."

A deep frown formed as he hesitated.

"nevermind"

He chickened out.

Your expression soured, it wasn't like him to not tell you something. Not at this point. For the first time in a while, you forcefully neutralized your voice.

"Ah, alright"

You bit your tongue as you grabbed his bandages once again. Even though you thought you both passed the phase of anxiety, you didn't ask him about it. You couldn't help but figure it was the stress from getting hurt and a confession in the same day that was weighing on him. At least you hope that was it...

Reluctantly, you didn't question him further and continued to work on his bandages.

While making the final touches on the bandages, he stays silent. Fidgeting every time your hand touches his skin.