Dangan ronpa Oneshots

Mondo

(This was requested by user65069371! Thank you for commenting I feel loved 💙. Only thing is right now I have a massive headache but I won't have time to write it tomorrow so I'll do my best!)

    Love is the greater than strength

The gym isn't usually a place you would go willingly. In fact, it was a nightmare. All the buff people showing off how they could lift a car, the ladies with their beautiful bodies, it was all so... Well it certainly didn't make you feel too great. You were simply a high school student. Sure, you did have a great grip due to growing up rock climbing and carrying around books, but that only did so much.

There were so many different tools. What the heck were you suppose to do first?! It was quite obvious you were a little lost. You glance around holding your bag with a confused expression. A sudden tap on your shoulder catches your attention. "Hey you look lost. You sure you're in the right place? Dance is the next building over." Your face heats up with slight anger. How dare he just assume you weren't actually working out! And dance at that! "I'm quite aware as to where I am thank you. I'm just deciding what to do first."

You turn to send the man a little glare only for your blush to redden, this time not from anger. He looked very strong, with tan skin and pretty eyes. Though one thing stood out. Very far actually. His hair kinda looked like a corn on the cob. "Hey kid my eyes are down here." You shift your gaze in embarrassment. "Whatever I'm just going to go work out." I turn on your heel and end up at a (brain buffering trying to think of a exercise thing) last pull down machine. "And why did you follow me?" You look at him with a hint of annoyance. "Just wanted to see how much you could lift." You roll your eyes setting it on 40. "You're not in for much. I'm not that strong." You pull it down with a bit of a struggle before easing it back down. You shrug and continue the process. "No wonder. You're not even holding it right." Who does this guy think he is?! A tic mark is present as you glare at him. "Okay then gym expert. Show me how it's done." He pulls it down easily making you flinch. Shit he's good. He turns to you. "Listen. It's pretty obvious you don't know what you're doing. But." You look at him confused as he smirks slightly. "I like your spunk. You managed to back talk to someone who could literally throw you without a hint of fear. How about I train you ey?"

At first you were a little reluctant. I mean, you barely knew this guy. But after exchanging numbers and talking a bit, you got attached to the little corn man. He had a tough exterior sure. But his inside was more fragile than one would think. Speak of the devil you're getting a text from him.

Cornz: Hey could you meet me at the cafe?
Y/n: sure. How come?
Cornz is typing
...
...
Cornz: I just want to talk to you.
Y/n: Okay then weirdo. See you at 2 then.

You threw on a casual outfit. It's one thirty might as well go...

"Hey Mondo!" You sit across from him with a cheery smile. You barely notice how flushed he is. "You good there stretch?" He snaps out of it. "Oh yeah uh... So I wanted to ask you something." You nod. "Annnd that is?" He puts a hand on his face and sighs. "Look I always look forward to hanging out with you. Whether it's working out or just going to the park. I feel like it's been long enough to where I can ask this." You freeze. Wait was he doing what you think he's doing? He pulls out a little wrapped box and hands it to you. You open it curiously only to gasp. Inside was a silver necklace with a little paper. The necklace wasn't too girly either. It had strong chains connecting the heart locket. The paper read five simple words. Will you be my girlfriend? You get up and tackle him in a hug. "Of course I will."

~Bonus~
"So... Who helped you think of that?" Mondo looks at you confused. "Think of what?" You point to your necklace. "No offense sweets but this isn't your type of thing." He blushes and puts a hand on his neck. "I may have gotten help from a friend of mine."

Achoo! Ishimaru wipes his nose on a tissue. Naegi looks at him confused. "What was that all about?" Ishimaru sighs. "Someones talking about me."

Fin~