~Infatuation~ [UNDER MAJOR EDITING]

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Here's our very not boring way more interesting chapter woo!!

3RD POV woooooosH~

Saihara had now become accustomed to that obnoxious ringing that snapped him out of his deep thoughts and the occasional light sleep. He got up, still replaying the events of the party in his mind. Strange, he swore he could still faintly feel Ouma's lips colliding into his.

Remembering it all gave him a little bit of encouragement, and he excitedly got ready.

However, to his surprise, Ouma was nowhere to be seen.. 

Worry dread fear and anxiety all crashed into him like a tsunami. Akamatsu punching his shoulder snapped him out of it. "Hey hey, sup Bitch boy?" She asked teasingly. "H-Hey.." He replied meekly. "Whats up with you?" She asked. "Ouma. Something happened between us. He seems upset and I can't find him." Saihara said, sounding flustered. Akamatsu went silent, her brain probably going where Saihara's was.

They walked to school in silence. Right before they were close to a block away, Akamatsu couldn't take it. "Hey, he's probably good dude." She said, trying to sound optimistic.

Saihara nodded weakly, partially clinging to the thought of him being okay. 

That little bit of faith was true as Ouma and Iruma were right there at the front gate. Akamatsu punched his arm. "See! Told you he'd be okay. I gotta go, later piss baby!" She said, skirting off elsewhere.

Saihara joined the other two, a deathly silence filling the air between them. Before they got to the stairs that led to the roof, Ouma tugged on Saihara's shirt. "Saihara can I talk to you... Alone.." He said, eyes not looking anywhere but the floor. Saihara nodded. 

They went out to the side of the school where no one usually went. "I'm sorry." Ouma said. "Sorry? Sorry for what? You didn't do anything wrong." Saihara replied, trying to comfort a visually upset Ouma. "Yes I did." Ouma said flatly. "What do you mean? I see no reason for you to-" "Do you not remember, I kissed you! I kissed you a-and.." Ouma's voice began to crack. "I shouldn't have.." he mumbled. "Why?" Saihara asked. "Because you're straight!" He yelled. "Ouma I'm bisexual.." Saihara replied. Ouma looked up. "You too?" Saihara nodded. "And... I.. I love you Ouma. I don't just have a crush, I'm in love with you. I have been for a while." Ouma's face turned to shock. "I.. How long?" He asked. "Sixth grade." Saihara replied. 

Realizing what he said, Saihara instantly wanted to run away. Ouma was probably terrified of him now... "Wow.. You never gave up? Never thought there was someone better?" Ouma asked. "No. Just you." He replied. "Guess it paid off. I feel the same." Ouma said, a smile beginning to form. They pulled each other into a hug, Saihara gripping the other tightly as if he could be blown away at any moment. They pulled away. Saihara cupped Ouma's face in his hands and smashed their lips together. It felt good. Warm and tender. Probably the most love Saihara had ever known. 

But as it does their moment was ruined by the bell sounding around the school. It sounded as if it were saying get off your boyfriend and sit at a desk for seven hours. 

Time skip woooosh~ 

The pair walked home together, Ouma interlocking their fingers. "'Bout time you fuckers hooked up!" Akamatsu yelled. "Yeah! Congrats!" Iruma yelled, tailing behind her. "Shut up." Akamatsu said, turning back to face her. "Make me!" "I will." Akamatsu said, grabbing her hand and speeding away. Ouma giggled. "Those two should be interesting." Saihara chuckled a little, mostly in surprise that Akamatsu was even in contact with Iruma. "Yeah. They sure will." 

"Danganronpa starts tonight, can you come over?" Saihara asked. Ouma nodded. They let his mom know he'd babe out and went over to Saihara's. 

They cuddled up on the couch. Saihara's coffee table was so full of snacks you couldntbeven see its surface. He didn't mind, as long as Ouma was happy. And happy he was. Being bundled up in Saihara's arms plus all the snacks and carbonated drinks, the smaller boy was ecstatic. Saihara was the happiest he'd ever been. At this point, Danganronpa didn't even matter. Just the fact that Ouma was right there, and was finally his. 

It finally started. There were quite the colorful character, but the one they were more interested in was Amami, who earned the title of Ultimate Adventurer. He seemed so nice and carefree. Well, nicer. Amami was nice and carefree, just with more attitude and sarcasm. But that didn't matter. 

By the end of the night Ouma was fast asleep on Saihara's chest. Soon, Saihara finally got to sleep, savoring the tender moment he wish would never end. 

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Let's pretend it hasnt been months haha. I've been struggling with this chapter in particular, but trust me I know where this is going. Thankfully all so much for reading hope you enjoyed. Love ya! 

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