Kokichi x Shuichi: Sushi (Smut)

1: ShuShu

Damnit. Shuichi bit his lip. This was the first time he'd ever been continuously hard...at his work office. He closed his eyes, trying to get that off his mind. It was nearly 5 pm, and Saihara's shift was almost over. Still, he had never considered the possibility that his cock would twinge with arousal while he was sitting in front of a work laptop, with many other people, in a public building. Why is this happening to me? Shuichi grumbled and resisted the urge to reprieve himself.

Ding!

An incoming message. Saihara picked up his phone and saw a text from Kokichi. It was a goofy spray painting of a clown on the back of a building. Most likely vandalized,—And there sat Ouma, smiling in the picture with peace-signs. Shuichi's member instantly throbbed. What the actual hell? Saihara couldn't deal with this right now and he turned his phone off. Taking a deep breath, he tried to work once more, doing his best to submerge the nagging feeling.

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Kokichi bounced his way down the hallway of the office building with a noticeable grin on his face, his hair bobbling with him as he skipped.

"Shu Shu~!" Kokichi called out as Saihara appeared through the opening of the hallway. The shorter male giggled happily as he approached the other. Shit. And did he just call me Shu Shu? Saihara thought to himself and his muscles tightened on instinct.

"K-Kokichi, I thought you said you wouldn't disrupt the office when I leave..?" A flustered Saihara questioned and sighed.

"Aww, but doesn't Shuichi want to see me when he's done with work?" Ouma tilted his head in a confused manor. "..And here I thought Saihara-chan felt the same way I did.." The smaller male pouted and looked distinctly disappointed. Saihara's expression softened as he knew he couldn't stop Kokichi's actions.

"..No, I appreciate you coming all the way here to see me, Kokichi. As normal, you're right on time." Saihara softy smiled back and put his hat on his head. This was awkward, and the detective messed with his long bangs to look for a distraction. They both started walking towards the exit.

"Neehee, I knew you'd say that. Did Shu Shu miss me as much as I missed him?" Kokichi grabbed a hold of Saihara's hand and as if by force, pulled the detective along.

"..W-Wait Kokichi..!" Shuichi exclaimed and held back. He definitely missed Ouma. In fact, he almost longed for him with the way his body reacted. However that was a stupid topic to mention, and Saihara could only flush nervously to hide the embarrassment. Ouma turned around with an unamused look at the sudden pause.

"..I guess I missed you too, but w-what's all of this about? I just finished working and you seem really persistent today.." Saihara tried changing the subject but wondered if he had hit a nerve.

"Shu Shu, it's barely been a minute and you already question me? Hah well I guess it can't be helped, I did just get fired from my unit.." Kokichi looked down, pulling at his sleeve.

"..As likely as that seems that must be a lie." Saihara relaxed his shoulders, just now noticing that it wasn't just one part of his body that was stressed. Because of Kokichi...

"Awe, you saw through that? Neehee, you sure are amazing Saihara-Chan~" Ouma giggled and propped his hands behind his head. Nothing unusual there...

"So Shu Shu, what's the matter? Oh, let me guess! You're upset because I came barging in here out of nowhere and you have no idea what to do with your unrelenting feelings?" Kokichi's eyes twinkled as he explained his thought processes. Saihara rubbed his temples. Kokichi wasn't wrong, but he wasn't the kind of person to go into deep and intimate conversations. Does Kokichi even have dirty thoughts? The detective wondered and checked the time.