Danganronpa x Reader Short Stories 💕

Late Nights • Makoto Naegi

Y/N POV:

It was barely even two hours after the trial - watching one of our closest friends be turned into butter... Monokuma's creative, I'll give him that. It was a morbidly entertaining punishment, but I decided to hold back on saying the 'entertaining' part. Makoto and me were still processing it all, so we ventured into my room to think. We'd grown pretty close over the last few.. I want to say days? I'm not sure, time passes slowly here...

"Hey, (Y/N). Are you.. feeling alright? That trial was a lot, and I'm not just talking about the execution, or discussion. Sorry I had to fight you over what you said - it's just, I have to save everyone I can, including you."

"Shh. Makoto, you know I like you, right? Forget about all that - we can't hold on to petty things, like debates and arguments.. you just hit me with the truth. Like I said, I like you, Makoto. Nothings going to change that."

We were both laid down on the bed, him facing the wall and me to the door - we were both upside down from each other. As soon as I said that last sentence, his face turned a shade of red - did I say something wrong?

"Maybe I should just go back to my room - we can talk this over in the morning, okay?"

"N-No! I mean.. you can go, but you don't have to."

God, why was I being so clingy? I didn't really need him to stay with me - not like anyone could break down my door and kill me in my sleep... yeah, never mind, that's a real possibility.

"I'll be happy to stay! There aren't any rules shunts staying in someone else's room, you just have to be in one."

He sat back on the bed, this time sat up against the headboard - I brought some blankets and manga (that I'd hidden from Hifumi... ha)  for us to read together. When I say down, I positioned the blankets and handed over some of the comics to Makoto.

"Go ahead, pick one! I'll try reading at your pace, ha!"

-Time Skip-

We'd been reading for hours on end - it was comforting to be with someone who could love me as much I loved them, to be doing something we both live together. It was a way to forget about everything going on, to get caught up in our own world that we built... Escapism? Maybe. But for a good reason!

Makoto was still enraptured in the manga we were reading - honestly I didn't even know it's name, and didn't bother reading it. I was just enjoying being here with him. Thinking about it though, I am pretty tired...

Makoto's POV:

I didn't understand why she asked me to stay - she would've been fine on her own. But now she's fallen asleep... on me. I didn't mind though, but I can't help but think about what I was supposed to do. I didn't want to wake her up, but I was thinking I'd go back to my bedroom when we were done - I guess that's not really an option now.

As she slept, her face turned peaceful, leaving every inch of chaos of the killing game behind. Without thinking, I began to stroke the top of her head, brushing the hair from her face as she slept. I put down my manga and just let her sleep, until eventually I did the same. I realised there's no point in going back to my room now, and I didn't have the energy to move.

"N-no... it's bloody..."

Her speaking jolted me awake; this was the first I got to see her Ultimate in action - during the trial, she spoke about how she found the scene, but didn't disclose all the details. I took this opportunity to find out more about it, since the class trial is over now anyway - call it curiosity.

"S-stay away.. I want to leave this place.."

It sounded like she was trying to escape; if that's the case, it had nothing to do with the trial... this sounded more personal than I should be hearing. So instead of staying awake to hear more of it, I tried to sleep again with (Y/N) in my arms.

——Time skip——

Y/N POV:

What the— I'd opened my eyes to see Makoto sleeping and holding me... i wanted into try breaking out of it, but I didn't want to disturb him. Especially since he was holding me like this, with so much care and love...

I watched as his hair was falling in and out of his face with each breath, and felt the rising and falling of his chest as he slept. He'd been sleeping without his shirt on - I couldn't blame him, it was like a million degrees in here - and he was surprisingly jacked, considering his loving and absentminded exterior. I traced his muscles with my hand and just laid there for a while, praying this moment would never end.

Of course he woke up eventually though - when he did, we agreed to stay in bed as long as we could, to stay and cuddle until the morning announcement. My only problem was how to explain me and him coming out of his room in the morning.

My problem didn't go unanswered though - a knock came at the door. Makoto hesitantly got up and out his shirt back on to open the door. Standing there was Mondo, who saw me attempting to hide.

"Hang on a minute did you two—"

"No! That's not it. I just stayed the night... that's all." He wasn't really lying... but not telling the whole truth either. Mondo didn't seem to buy it though and snuck me a glance as if to say 'good luck'... what would I need luck for?

"Don't worry - I won't tell Taka. He'd go mental if a boy and girl were sharing a room. But (Y/N), I did come here for a reason. Can you meet in the gym? It's important."

And with that, Makoto left to go back to his own room before anyone else could see us. I got dressed and sorted, and set off to meet Mondo, with last night still imprinted in my mind.