The Guitarist Of Hope (Pre-Killing Game Danganronpa X Male Reader)

The Fashionista, The Guitarist, and The Soldier

Y/N's POV
7:15 AM

I slowly opened my eyes, yawning, and finding myself being held by Mukuro.
She was smiling...guess she had a good dream.
I tried to get out of her grip slowly, but it was impossible, she was extremely strong, and if I wanted to break free, I'd have to wake her up.
Suddenly, Mukuro began...talking?...wait, maybe she's still asleep, and she's dreaming right now...

Mukuro: "no...Y/N...come back..."

Oh...she's having a nightmare...

I decided to stop trying to get free from her grasp, and moved closer to her face, whispering positive remarks to her.

"It's okay, K, I'm here..."

I continued to repeat myself, and Mukuro finally calmed down, a smile forming on her face.

"Cute..." I thought to myself, you know...maybe once our school life is over...I'll marry her...if our relationship lasts that long, that is...but I'm confident it will.

I looked over at the clock, and it read "7:18 AM"...we have some time to stay like this...

I kissed Mukuro's cheek, and snuggled closer to her...she's the best thing to ever happen to me...and I'm sure I won't find anyone else like her...if anything were to happen to her...I'd go insane...

Mukuro slowly opened her eyes, and I greeted her with a smile.

"Good morning, K"

Mukuro: "g-good morning, Y/N..."

I put my hand on her cheek, and leaned closer to her, our faces merely inches apart.

"I saw you had a nightmare..."

Mukuro: "h-how did you know?"

"Because you kept saying my name and had a frown on your face."

Mukuro: "oh...yeah, it was awful...I can't remember how it went, though..."

"That's fine...at least you know I'm here now, and I won't ever leave your side."

Mukuro: "I know..."

I kissed Mukuro's lips, my hand sliding down her face and body until reaching her soft hand.
As I broke the kiss, Mukuro looked troubled, so I decided to ask what was wrong.

"Hey, K, what's wrong?"

Mukuro: "Y/N...do you...think my chest is small?"

Oh...she's insecure about herself...

"No, of course not...I think it's fine just the way it is..."

Mukuro: "really?...I saw you talking to Hina yesterday...and I thought that maybe you...liked her chest..."

"Oh, K...sure, Hina may have big...assets, but I don't care about that...I love YOU, K...and your chest being small doesn't mean anything...in fact...I think I prefer it."

Mukuro smiled, and buried her face into my chest...I'm glad she feels better.

Mukuro: "thanks, Y/N...you always know how to make me feel better..."

"Of course I do, I wouldn't be a good partner otherwise."

We both chuckled, and I looked over at the clock one more time, noticing it was almost time for class to start.

"C'mon, K...we gotta go to class."

Mukuro pouted.

Mukuro: "but I don't want to go...I wanna stay here with you..."

"I know...but hey, it's not my fault school exists."

Mukuro: "I know..."

As we both got out things and headed out of her room, we were met with...oh no, it's Taka.