Danganronpa One Shots

|> Miu Iruma x Female!Reader <|

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     "You have no fucking idea, how could you even suggest that, you dumbass!" Iruma boomed, crossing her arms over her chest in frustration, fixing K1-BO with a stern glare. "Shoulda' known you can't trust a fucking robot with anything important!"

     "A-All I'm saying is I don't understand why you don't just go tell Y/N all this, rather than gushing to me..." K1-BO scratched his cheek out of nervousness under Iruma's fierce glare.

     "Y-You really don't understand emotions at all!" She glared angrily. Yes, Iruma had been gushing about you again, cheeks a flaming red, and K1-BO had listened patiently, until he finally came to a realization that probably should've been obvious from the start.

     "If you love her, don't tell me, tell her! It's simple!" K1-BO sighed in frustration. Emotions were confusing - especially when Iruma had to add layer after layer of needless complications. Surely it couldn't be that difficult to confess...

     "No way!" Iruma spluttered to her robot companion. "And risk facing rejection?! No fucking way!"

     "You know, I'm getting seriously tired of hearing you gush all the time..." K1-BO complained.

     "Well, suck it up and deal with it!" Iruma glared.

     "Why don't you suck it up and confess to her, already?" K1-BO challenged, settling his gaze on her meaningfully, and her face lit up a rosy red. "Since when would you even let her reject you?"

     "Actually, that's a good point..." She said, suddenly thoughtful. "You know what, the bitch has no choice! I'm making her mine!" Iruma declared loudly, her voice bouncing down the hallway, attracting a few glances from Kaede, Shuichi and Rantaro, who were down the other end. Iruma did not seem to care.

    "Great!" K1-BO did a little cheer. "So you're going to confess?"

     "Yeah!" Iruma boomed, before her face was once again overtaken by a bashful blush. "Later..."

     "I've had enough..." K1-BO face-palmed. "We're sorting this out - now."

     "Wahhh-?!" Iruma cried out as K1-BO seized her by the back of her shirt, dragging her down the hallway behind himself.

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     "Y/N?" A voice called out, and you glanced up from the book you had set out in front of you on the table in the dining hall. You watched K1-BO enter the room, and your eyes widened as Iruma was dragged in behind him, kicking and shrieking like a wildcat.

     "Can I help you, K1-BO? Iruma?" You asked with a small smile, and as soon as you acknowledged her, Iruma stopped thrashing momentarily to send you a huge grin.

     "Nope! Actually, I was just leaving- GAH!" K1-BO gave her a shove towards your table and she tripped on the closest chair, sprawling out just next to you on the floor. "You fuckin' robot!"

    "Are you alright?" You quickly pulled yourself from your chair, crouching next to her wide eyes. Of course, K1-BO didn't mean to knock her over completely, he just needed to keep her in the same room.

    "I'm fine, dammit!" She hissed and accepted your help up, but you were both quickly seized by K1-BO, and he seemed to be steering you towards... A door...? "Fucking let me go!"

      "Shush, and stop swearing..." K1-BO sighed, shaking his head, continuing to effortlessly propel you towards the door. He quickly opened it, revealing it was a dim, empty closet, but before you could get any other details, you were shoved inside, Iruma quickly following. The door was slammed and there were the sounds of a chair scraping just outside, so it was pretty easy to work out that K1-BO had propped it up against the door handle to keep you both trapped inside.

      "God fucking dammit!" Iruma roared, slamming her shoulder against the door repeatedly. "Let us the fuck out!"

     "Not until you do what I said!" K1-BO called through the door, and Iruma groaned in defeat, turning and leaning against the door, her arms crossed, and an angry pout across her face. You thought you saw a pink shade tinting her cheeks, but you put it down to nothing more as a mistake in the dim light.

      "What did he want you to do?" You asked quietly, resting your hand on her arm lightly, and she almost leapt out of her skin. There were only so many possibilities which required having two people in a dark closet. "Iruma...?"

      "Fuck it..." She hissed, clenching her fists. "Come here! I'm gonna make you mine!" Iruma declared.

      She quickly grabbed you by the wrists, spinning the two of your around, slamming you back against the door, your wrists pinned in her grip on either side of your head, and your face flushed.

     "Be my girlfriend!" She demanded, looking at your fiercely. "I'm the great Miu Iruma, I won't let you reject me!"

      Your face flushed an even deeper red. "Are you being serious?"

     "You know what - I don't need your answer, you're my girlfriend now!" Iruma declared before she leaned in, catching you in a hot, sloppy kiss, taking control of you without a second thought. If she wanted you, she would take you, no questions asked. Finally, she pulled away, leaving you breathless, but with a bashful smile on your face.

     "Y-You didn't need to force me, I'd have been more than willing," You giggled and she flushed brightly.

     "Seriously?" Her face was a pink, and her eyes widened significantly, but she managed to keep a tight enough grip on you to keep you against the door. You giggled more and nodded. "God fucking dammit!"

      She grumbled in aggravation at all the wasted time and trouble she had went to in order to avoid confessing. She pressed her lips back against yours in a hot kiss, however suddenly there was nothing holding the door shut, and it feel open behind you.

     Both you and Iruma crashed to the floor, her landing on top of you, her face dropping down between your boobs. While she wouldn't complain about the position, she would complain about your closet time getting cut short.

     "Dammit, you fucking robot, ruining our fucking moment!"

     K1-BO ran for his life.

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