Oumota Oneshots

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((idk what to name this but yeah. also i uploaded the shower/christmas fic to AO3! its called Green Gardens, Greener Pastures. ill still be writing it here along with other oneshots as i get inspiration. this is another part in it))

Kokichi Ouma does NOT get afraid of simple things. He goes through with everything he considers, even if its a bad idea. This isn't a bad idea, per say, but he will not allow his fears hinder him this time!

Except he does. He hates going to the doctors. He will kick and fight and complain the whole time like a feral cat, until he can be convinced to otherwise behave. Its not like he was doing it just to be an asshole! Doctors have cold hands, colder hearts, they only want your money and every time hes been to one they doubted all his problems and told him he was being a hypocondriac.

"I can't do it. I can't do it, Kaito! I'm not going. I refuse to go. I am not going in there. I don't care if we don't get McDonalds or anything!" Hands gripped tightly to the bathroom door, trying so hard to keep his boyfriend from breaking it down and carrying him physically to the doctors office.

It had been at least three hours of this, now. Kaito had gone to pick up his grandparents medications from the pharmacy, and at his beloveds request, also picked up a few different pregnancy tests when Kokichi had eventually chickened out of it while at the konbini the previous night. And two hours and 56 minutes earlier, three tests had come up positive.

"Kokichi, you need to see a fucking obstetrician. You can't just ignore this! Come on, babe, open the door. I don't wanna take the door off the hinges again. This isn't like a normal doctor visit, Granny even said she'd go with you! You know how vocal she can be about this stuff, she won't let them talk over you." Kaito was exasperated, to say the least. Anxiety had filled his chest when Kokichi had suddenly locked the door after taking the tests, having been waiting for his boyfriends answer and realizing that Kokichi was preparing to camp out in the bathroom like he always did when expecting a doctors visit.

"I don't want to! Do you even know what they do there? They stick a metal thing inside you and open you up like a package of rice! And when they check they don't even warm their hands or use lube like you do!" Whined the other, muffled behind the door. Kaito couldn't help but blush from how Kokichi said it, but continued to try and unlock the door with the lock pick that the other kept in his side table.

"Kokichi, I doubt that they're going to do that this time. Thats a totally different thing than checking on someones pregnancy."

"They'll call me a girl! And use my deadname too! They're terrible, horrible people, and people have given birth for ages without the help of weird machines and doctors telling you what to do!" A Q-tip is thrust through the keyhole, knocking Kaitos effort to unlock the door out.

With a frustrated huff, Kaito slammed his fist on the door and stood back up. He wasn't getting anywhere with this, and even the prospect of his grandmother coming with him wasn't doing it. He needed to change tactics.

"... Listen, if you don't want to go, we don't have to. But I guarantee that you'll need to go eventually. Don't you want to see them before they're born? Or hear a heartbeat for yourself? If you don't ever go to the doctors, you won't know anything about them beforehand. Plus, if something goes wrong, you won't know til the last minute. You don't wanna risk hurting them, right?"

The silence stretched for a minute, two minutes, until the door was unlocked. A purple eye peeked from the slightly open door, red from crying and streaks from his mascara wiped across his cheeks. Kaito suddenly felt really bad for trying to force his way into the bathroom, not thinking about how Kokichi must have felt... Being scared of doctors, and of being a bad parent, it was a low blow to say that he might hurt their child by not getting medical attention.