SaiOuma/OumaSai OneShots

Bite me. (Angst?)

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// Request from @YoshikingBoi96 !! Thank you, and I'm so sorry this is so late!!

TW: Mentions of tearing flesh

(Please tell me if I missed any!)

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((// Prolly will suck, it's been awile- sorry!!askkask))

-sʜᴜɪᴄʜɪ/ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴘᴏᴠ- -𝟷𝟷:𝟶𝟹 ᴘᴍ-

My legs throb in a seething pain, Kokichi and I had been running across the undead ridden wasteland known as Tokyo city. All around, buildings had completely crumbled, leaving a spread of debris around the two, not a noise or any form of human life could be heard for miles- leaving the lovers alone under the dirty grey sky. 

A sharp hiss of pain escaped kokichi's lips, causing the taller boy to look over in a cautious worry. Ouma stood in his place, gripping his freshly cut-open foot. Without a moments hesitation- the detective rushed to his partners side. 

''Kokichi? What happened?'' Fear laced his words. The boy crouched down to take a better look at the wound, but even then he merely stared dead into the other's lavender eyes, reminding Ouma that he's a clumsy dumbass.

The troublemaker just smiled down at Shuichi warmly, running a hand through the man's blueberry coloured hair. He noticed the piece of glass next to him, and concluded it was the source of the said injury.

''It's find Shumai, stop worrying so much- you look like you're about to suck my dick.'' He whispered calmly, followed by a grin. Flustered, Shuichi flung himself backwards. 

''O-ouma.. Please...'' He fiddled with the edges of his hair, looking to the side with a face redder than Maki's closet selection. 

''𝘔𝘢𝘬𝘪...'' Shuichi thought to himself sadly, the two had lost her in a battle a few years back. A zombie had reached out for him, and before his senses could even pick up on the creature Maki had thrown herself infront of it in an attempt to save his life. To this day Shuichi will always blame himself for that, and for the look of horror on his previous space-loving best friend. 

And as if the boy could read his mind, two skinny arms wrapped around Shuichi's shoulders. Kokichi nuzzled his cheek into Shuichi's neck comfortingly. 

''I love you.'' He whispered, smiling gently.

Shuichi returned the smile, and hugged back, but it didn't last very long.

An unsettling groan roared from behind them, causing both lovers to shoot their heads around to the source of the noise.

It wasn't just one, or two...

But an entire crown of zombies trudged towards them, arms stretched out- chunks of flesh tearing from their bodies and hitting the concrete below with a sickening thud.

Ouma stumbled backwards, holding Shuichi's hand tightly. the two boys shook violently, frozen in place, but only for a moment before they bolted the opposite way.

The zombies followed close behind, surprisingly fast considering they were undead. 

Shuichi gripped onto Ouma's hand like their lives depended on it, and without thinking he drifted around the next corner, chucking the two boys inside a barely stable sky scraper. Each wall was stripped of its vibrant colouring, specks of the buildings structure crumbled to the ground below. 

This didn't stop Shuichi however, despite the other calling out to him, begging him to turn around as the detective had just cornered them inside. Saihara dashed up the spiral staircase, certain planks creaking and breaking under him as he ran. Not a singular thought ran through his mind as he ran- scared, terrified even for his and his lovers lives. A crowd that large couldn't have been beat even if the entire crew were still alive, so what chance did two young, lovestruck boys have?

None, apparently. A spine tickling crash could be heard even from the level he was at, almost near the very top. The heard of undead bodies had smashed in, followed by tears streaming down Ouma's face, violent sobs accompanied by sniffling drowning out the noise of threatening groans below.

'𝘚𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘒𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪. 𝘚𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮' 

Shuichi had fallen into a daydream, almost a hallucination. Kokichi gripped the taller boys  shirt, half ripping it to pieces as he attempted to pull the man out of his trance, begging and screaming as the zombies trampled up the stairs.

'𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣.' 

The voice echoed through Shuichi's crumbling mind. 

And without a second though, Saihara had smashed his fist into a wall, causing the ceiling to shake and tremble before ultimately unlatching from its weary spot on the roof, and crushing a giant number of the revived. It wasn't enough for him however, through the lavender boy's racked sobs, a creature had appeared behind him- about to grab him until...

The detective gripped Kokichi's waist, and shoved him out of the way.

A hoard of zombie's reached for the detective, as Kokichi had stumbled down the stairs slightly upon being thrown. 

A look of utter horror crossed Ouma's pale face, as all he could do watch stare. 

Shuichi was no longer visible between each undead person, like a swamp had swallowed the boy whole, dragging him beneath the pile of horrors.

all until a familiar groaned echoed through the now freezing cold air, one of which caused Kokichi to stand in place, paralyzed. His lover had been consumed, and was now nothing but the decaying mess that had taken all of his loved ones before him.

He had every chance to flee, just a quick dash don the wooden staircase and he'd feel the wind caressing his lavender hair. 

But what was the point?

Violent sobs continued to rack the boy, all he could do was call out to his beloved- begging the man to recognize the man he had sacrificed his life for.  Anything to bring him back- anything.

The only person he'd ever want to hold him, was now a walking corpse- nothing but rotting flesh upon a sickeningly lifeless stare in his once blueberry eyes.

''Please...'' He begged in a whisper, not being able to speak any louder. The heard had now turned towards him, marching slower than usual. Like they could sympathize with his pain almost.

𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵. 

Shuichi reached towards him, and it took only a second of hesitation before the detective pulled Ouma into one last hug.

(( Ending was rushed sorry-- I feel like I could've done WAY better at writing the ending but I'm so tired LOL ))