You gaze at your feet, your hands in your hoodie as Fuyuhiko led you away from Hotel Mirai, where Hajime had led you both to in order to speak in private. Now that Fuyuhiko had been assigned your permanent supervision, which you weren't entirely upset about, you were beginning to think of some things you had to grab from your cottage. However, of course, Fuyuhiko had your keys.
You needed... jeez. A lot of things actually. Such as your favorite perfume, more of your clothes, and your other notebook. You would be fine without a lot of things, like your blankets, since you had your hoodies for now, but it'd be nice to have them too.
Vy now, you and Fuyuhiko had begun to walk down the path was between the cottages.
"Hey, Fuyuhiko?" You piped up.
He turned his head, looking at you. "What?"
"Can I have my cottage keys?"
"No. I told you before I was your permanent watch. You have to stay with me in my cottage so I can keep an eye on you."
You frown. "But, I need a change of clothes."
Fuyuhiko huffs. "Didn't I grab enough the first night you stayed?"
You pout. "Yes, but..."
"But, what?"
"I just want to get a few more things," you say softly.
He shakes his head. "No, that's out of the fuckin' question. It's way too dangerous for you to go off by yourself, especially with everyone not trustin' ya."
You glare at him, not sure why he's so mad. "Fuyuhiko, you're not even going to let me grab anything? I'm not asking to leave the island."
"No! Fuck no, are you stupid?!" He glares at you.
You flinch back, a little shocked. Why is he so upset? You were just asking a question. You turn away from him, a bit miffed. You just wanted a couple of your things, was that so bad?
Fuyuhiko's harsh words echo in your mind.
"It's just a few things, idiot. Why won't you let me?" You paused remember what he said the day before. "Oh wait... nevermind. You don't trust me."
Fuyuhiko pauses, his steps slowing down. He stops walking. "Wait a second..."
You stop a few feet in front of him, not even realizing you had gotten that far. "Hm?"
He catches up to you. "You're doin' this on purpose. Aren't ya?"
You furrow your brows. "Doing what?"
"Fuckin' with me. You're up to somethin'." He accused, narrowing his eyes. But in all reality, you really did just want to grab some stuff.
"You didn't wanna grab anything else from there since you started staying at mine."
You look at him, then away.
Fuyuhiko glares at you. "Look me in the eyes when I'm talkin' to ya."
Your eyes snap back to his, and you frown. "What do you want, Fuyuhiko? You know, I wouldn't mind you as a babysitter if you weren't being a jackass."
He glares. "The fuck did you just say?"
You roll your eyes, "Forget it."
"I won't. Now, say it."
You huff. "I said you're being a jackass. I just asked a simple question, and you flipped your shit."
He grabs your hand, yanking you over towards him, and his eyes glare into yours. "Do you have any idea who the fuck you're talking to, right now?"
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Against All Odds || Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu x Fem!Reader
FanficY/N Y/L/N, the Ultimate Poet, is the 17th student of this year's Hope's Peak Academy class. As the terror of this killing game sinks in, she takes an interest in one of the other students... Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu. There's just something about him... Some...