Saioma Month 2023

Confessions over breakfast

Shuichi isn't sure why he signed up to Danganronpa : Salmon Mode. But he has been enjoying his time here, even if it's only because of a certain someone. And after he's barely awake, that certain special someone brings Shuichi breakfast.

Prompt : Fake Dating

Shuichi still regretted signing up for... whatever he had signed up for. In fact, had he even signed up for 'Danganronpa - Salmon mode'? He honestly couldn't remember doing so, and it wasn't exactly like Monokuma was a trustworthy source of information. Especially considering how odd the bear was... and how he seemed to defy all technological common sense. Even the Ultimate Inventor seemed surprised by his existence.

But this place hadn't been too bad, so far. People had actually started to make friends. It was fairly obvious that Kaito and Maki liked each other, even if they didn't exactly admit it. Other people had made friends as well, Miu and Keebo had been hanging out together - and he had actually found friends in this place as well; Kaede and Kokichi. Although, of everyone, he'd certainly been with Kokichi the most - out of everyone at least. They'd had a tea party together, played rock-paper-scissors for almost an hour, and Kokichi had even stabbed himself (maybe accidentally).

So when there was a sudden knock on his door, Shuichi could immediately tell who it was. Straightening up slightly, Shuichi called out, "Come in, Kokichi."

"What if I'm not Kokichi?" the person at the door called out, before opening it. It was Kokichi, of course, with a large grin on his face and food in hand, "How d'you always guess it's me?"

"You knock... very uniquely."

"Aww, you pay that much attention to me?" Kokichi waltzed over, placing down the tray of food and then sitting on Shuichi's bed, legs dangling off it, "I'm flattered."

"It-it's not that." Shuichi said, averting his eyes slightly as he looked towards the desk instead. The tray Kokichi had brought up was surprisingly packed, with quite a bit of variety. Some more healthy breakfast options with yoghurt and granola, even some fresh fruit, and then also pancakes - and more traditional japanese cuisine.

"I suppose you memorising my knock is a detective thing as well as a obsessive lover thing," Kokichi mused, "Kirumi made everything, by the way."

"She did?"

"Well, I prepared the yoghurt and granola." Kokichi suddenly pouted, "Apparently cause of the knife game, I'm not allowed around knives anymore."

Shuichi let his eyes wander slightly to the finger Kokichi cut himself on, remembering the fear he felt when Kokichi cut himself. "Maybe it's for the best?"

"Nuh-uh. Noooo way," Kokichi darted up suddenly, taking some fruit before sitting back down, "Will you steal a knife for me Shuichi?"

"Absolutely not."

"My beloved won't even do it for me?" Kokichi's eyes began to mist with tears, "Waahhhhh! You're all so horrible!"

"Have a pancake." Shuichi offered, holding out the plate and smiling as Kokichi immediately stopped crying - instead reaching out to grab a pancake and devour it. For a few minutes, the two ate in silence - companionable silence.

Eventually, Kokichi broke it, calling out, "Shuichi, can you pass me my juice?"

"Can't you get it yourself?"

"I'm comfyyyyy." Kokichi leaned back slightly more, as if to emphasise the point, "Besides, it's what good house-husbands do."

"House-husband?"

"Well, I can't be the house-husband," Kokichi sounded scandalised, "I'm too busy running the world, y'know."

"So that means I have to be a house-husband why?"

"Well, you don't have to be a house-husband..." Kokichi was looking at Shuichi from the corner of his eye now, "As long as I have you, I'm pretty much satisfied."

"I-" Shuichi tried to convince himself the reason he couldn't speak was because of the piece of pancake he'd just inhaled, not because of the fact he was incredibly red, "-Thank you, Kokichi."

"Thank you?" Kokichi echoed, "Y'know, I thought you'd react stronger to my confession."

This time, Shuichi really did choke on a piece of breakfast, his face also turning incredibly red as he forced out, "W-Wait - that was a confession? As in... you really like me?"

"Well, duh." Kokichi had sat up now, "Weeeell, d'you like me back?"

"I," Shuichi stopped for a second, it was odd because he hadn't really thought about it - but he immediately knew the answer. His heart immediately knew the answer. "Of course - of course Kokichi. I like you."