LMAOO I QUIT MY JOB AHHAHA
Anyway enjoy
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Y/n's pov.
I'm so lost in thought that Im trying anything to focus. But I just can't. I look up at Kusuo's pink fluffs of hair.I never noticed how pretty the color is.
Each strand is a vibrant shade of pink.. the hues complimenting each other very very well.
(Poetic rizz except I don't know poetry)
I start to count each individual strand know damn well I won't be able to count them all. Oh my. What's wrong with me, this is extremely creepy. Quickly looking down at my scrunched up paper with drawings all over it. Chunks even missing because I wanted to keep those drawings...ha.
I'm supposed to be looking at the board but I know I'll get lost looking at Kusuo's hair. Ugh. I start fiddling with my ring.
I wonder what Shoto is doing at this moment..
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~No pov. Because I don't know how toddlers think~
Shoto was playing with wooden blocks, spelling out his favorite word over and over... And over.
Cake.
Another child noticed how Shoto is playing by himself all alone. Carefree no thoughts. The boy walks up to Shoto kicking the blocks out of shotos hand. But Shoto doesn't seemed to bothered, he just grabs new ones. The boy didn't like that and tried again.
"I'd be careful" a little girl spoke. "No" the boy spoke and continued to terrorize Shoto. By now Shoto has lost patience and stands up looking at the boy. Without a single thought Shoto winds his arm back and knocked the boy back off his feet. Then goes back to playing with the blocks.
"I told you" the little girl says with a big smile. The boy crying now.
The daycare attendant is absolutely shocked but is trying his darndest not to laugh.
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Kusuo's pov.
I feel like there's eyes on me. But I can't tell where they're coming from. It's probably teruhashi, which is not a shocker but it's getting annoying.I hear a metal like taps on a desk which is coming from y/n. Her ring is making the sound probably from her being a little stressed. If only I knew what she was thinking of it weren't for that dumb piece of metal. Oh God. I can't believe I'm practically wanting to hear someone's thoughts, especially someone who barely wants anything to do with me.
I hear a sigh from behind me as well as a paper being crumpled...then uncrumpled. I have a feeling I know what's wrong but without being able to read her thoughts I have no idea if I'm even right.
Why do I even care anyway. It's not like I finally found someone who enjoys the quiet as much as I do, and that I find them interesting.
Why are emotions hard.
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Y/n's pov.
The bell finally rings freeing me from this prison. I quickly leave without anyone able to catch me, quickly changing my shoes and taking a dash out the door.(Speed lmao)
Knowing the way to shoto's daycare by memory I've managed to get there faster then I used to. I push the door open to not be greeted by Shoto.
Instead he's in a little pool noodle jail cell...? I walk in and the daycare attendant notices right away. "You are probably wondering why he's in there- he had and incident with another child." He begins. I nod for him to continue "there was a boy picking on Shoto and well he sorta punched him" he simply states looking scared. Im kinda shocked, normally Shoto is a calm child.
"He handled it in the calmest-violent way possible." The attendant awkwardly smiles. The attendants body language is scared right now. His leg is taping behind him while his fingers are twirling with each other.
I wave my hand "it's okay, I should be sorry.." I simply say picking up Shoto. The attendant smiles and waves bye to us as we leave. Shoto must be tired today huh. "See papa?" He mumbles as he lays his head on my shoulder. I feel my heart drop to those words. My heart starts panicking and I feel my hands sweat.
"N-no we can't see p-papa, sorry Shoto" I manage to say. I hear him sigh as he fiddles with the fabric of my uniform. I feel so bad, how am I supposed to explain this to Shoto.
I feel Shoto's small hand grip my shoulder almost falling out of my arms "boy!" Is yelled directly to my ear. I fight with the child as I try to turn around. I think I hear someone fighting a laugh... But.
When I turn I meet eyes with Kusuo. His lips look like they're fighting to smile.
.
.
.He couldn't have laugh did he?
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Im back on my sad era and who but to torture the saiki k. Fans :D
I kidd I love this book so much but not at the same time
Anyways I think this book might be ending soon.Or not we'll see how silly I am >:)
Anywayss
Byeee
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W.D.Y.W.F.M? - Saiki Kusuo x Reader
FanfictionWhy do you care for me? Why are you trying for me! What do you want from me?! Why...do you want me... A/N: so this isn't from the song Bury a Friend its from W.D.Y.W.F.M? By the Neighborhood. Just so you know!