Danganronpa One Shots

|> Leon Kuwata x Female!Reader <|

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      "Come on, Kuwata! Your turn!" Mondo grinned, clapping his hands loudly, which drew a few agitated stares from his classmates - mostly just Ishimaru.

       You watched on from the back of the room, leaning back in your chair, a book in hand - though you weren't actually reading it. You, and Naegi & Fukawa (sat on either side of you) had been watching this game of truth or dare going on throughout the whole break time. Sat in a circle, closer to the front, was Leon, Mondo, Chihiro, Junko, Asahina, Sakura (though she wasn't exactly playing, more like defending Asahina from the barrage of dangerous dares sent her way) and Hagakure.

      "Alright," Leon said, kicking back in his chair and folding his arms. "I pick truth."

      "What a wimp!" Mondo cried out instantly, slamming his fist on the table, making poor Chihiro jump out of his skin.

       "Such a damn coward!" Junko hollered out, joining in on the taunting.

       "W-Well, that's not fair, h-he can pick truth if he w-wants to..." Chihiro interjected quietly, but no one paid him much attention, and Sakura just laid a hand on his shoulder gently.

       "Come on, Kuwata! Switch to dare!" Asahina chanted in excitement. Of course, her intentions weren't as malicious as the other's, she just wanted to have fun.

       "F-Fine!" Leon finally yelled out over the taunting, turning a vibrant shade of crimson to mark his embarrassment. "I'll take a dare!"

      "Right!" Mondo grinned triumphantly, but then slowly began to realize he didn't even have a dare in mind. "Uh..."

      "I dare Leon to go kiss his crush!" Asahina chirped, hands clasped tightly together in excitement. Suddenly, from across the room, Sayaka seemed to perk up, and pay considerably less attention to the poker game she had initiated with Celestia.

     "H-How do you even know I have one?!" Leon blurted in outrage, face tinting a deeper red - somehow he always ended up in situations like this...

     "Dude!" Hagakure cut in, holding his crustal ball out for everyone to see, as if he thought the person's face would suddenly be revealed to everyone. "The crystal ball says he does! There's a 30% chance it's right!"

     "I know he has one!" Junko chimed, suddenly wide eyed, hand clasped up to her chest innocently. "I've read all his failed love letters~ Who knew Kuwata-Kun could be such a romantic?~"

      Raucous laughter and cheers arose in the group, and Hagakure was wolf-whistling loudly. In embarrassment, Leon stood from his chair abruptly, and yelled out a loud 'fine!' to which received even more yelling and cat calling.

     You watched in shock as he turned the complete opposite direction of Sayaka, and began weaving through the desks towards your direction. There were only two possibilities, here (or three, if he was secretly in the closet), it was either you or Fukawa... But, he'd hardly even spoken to Fukawa, so.... Could it really be...?

     Before you could finish your thought, Leon grasped your hand and your unread book fell to the floor, bouncing off the desk on the way. He pulled you to your feet, quickly looping his arms around your waist to prevent your escape. His face was bright with a blush, but was outwardly determined. You were almost frozen as you were caught in those icy blue eyes, before he pulled your forwards, and your lips met in a kiss.

     It was nothing like you expected, but you were by no means disappointed, as everything seemed to melt away around you, and your eyes slid closed. You could feel him, warm and solid and real against you, and it was all so incredible, you wanted to stay grounded in this moment forever.

     Everything came back into focus as you gently lifted your lips away from his, revealing his face, with a proud grin. Your classmates were cheering and catcalling loudly, and your face flushed crimson as Leon's arms only tightened around your waist, as you rested against his solid chest.

     "Shut up," Leon said over his shoulder, before turning back to you with a sly grin, and pressing his lips down against yours once more.

     Needless to say, your classmates did not shut up.

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