Danganronpa One Shots

|> Gonta Gokuhara x Female!Reader <|> NSFW <|

REQUESTED ~ (I hope this is okay, it was tough to write, with his character and all [so innocent >.<], and I'm sorry it took so long, hope you enjoy, dear requester~)[also I have been totally inactive for months... I haven't forgotten the other requests, I promise >.<]

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    You had a desire. You had a desire, and you were more than capable of fulfilling this desire if you really wanted to. But you were scared. You could admit it. And you didn't know how to alleviate the problem.

      You were a virgin, but you didn't want to be. It made you sigh to think that you were. Of course, you knew there was no shame in being a virgin, but you felt ready. More and more you had thought about what it would feel like. You thought about it more and more, until it was even consuming your dreams. You were more than ready.

     But who? How? You were ready, but scared. You didn't know what do to with the knowledge that you were finally ready - you didn't want to throw yourself to whoever came your way first. It had to mean something. It had to be someone you trusted. Only one name came to mind.

      Gonta Gokuhara.

     It wasn't an obvious choice, most people wouldn't even think of him as an option, they all thought he was too innocent. Really, he was. You and he had been friends for a long time, and you knew better than anyone that he would do almost anything to please you, even if you hadn't asked for a single thing.

     Being a gentleman, most would assume that Gonta would never do that, however, being a gentleman is exactly why he would. You knew he would do anything you asked of him, plus, you loved Gonta more than you would let on. You couldn't think of a better person to finally give yourself too, which is why you invited him over to your house one day after school, when you knew your parents wouldn't be home.

    You were admittedly anxious, and Gonta, having known you for a while, didn't take much time to figure it out.

      "Y/N?" He blinked his wide eyes at you and your dropped your school bag by the end of your bed. "Is something wrong? Gonta thinks you seem anxious..."

     You decided that honestly was the best policy, and gave a reluctant nod after a moment of thought, sitting down on the edge of the bed, smoothing out your school skirt, and inviting Gonta to do the same. He did so carefully. Normally, he would reach for your hand to comfort you, as any gentleman should, but there was something in his mind preventing him from doing so.

     "Is it Gonta? If it is, Gonta can leave if you-"

     "Yes, it is- but, please, stay, let me explain..." He had begun to rise after your confirmation, but you gripped at the sleeve of his blazer, and after a few gentle tugs, he sat himself down next to you, albeit rather more reluctantly.

      "Gonta will listen to anything you have to say to him," He gave a determined nod, though he looked rather sheepish, and if it was something bad which caused your anxiety around him - which he couldn't see it being anything but bad- then he wasn't sure how well he would take the criticism.

     "I have... a problem..." You carefully picked the words, though they sounded awkward all the same, not that Gonta seemed to care. "And I wanted to ask you for help, but I'm anxious because it isn't exactly a normal problem..."

      "Oh..! You know you can count on Gonta for anything...!" Hs face fell back into an easy smile, and just like that he was pacified. You had half expected him to be upset you hadn't told him of the 'problem' sooner, but then again, he was always shy about asking you for help with things he didn't understand, so he probably understood the anxiety, even though it came in different contexts.