No Matter What Happens ||oumasai||

Chapter 18

A/n the picture has nothing to do with the chapter I just love it. I'm sure you all saw on my message board a couple days ago but I'll still be posting so don't worry. This chapter has mentions of suicide and self harm along with quite a lot of blood. If you have triggers related to that please skip this one. On with the chapter.

Shuichi pov

We walk home hand in hand, but as we do so a million thoughts fly through my head. Did that really happen? Why did he do that? Am I sure that I'm not dreaming? That forest was nice. What the hell. I make a sudden outburst that I did not even see coming.
"Kokichi slap me!"
"What?"
"Do it."
"No!"
"Sorry I just can't believe that this night even happened." I tug on my hair before realizing that I don't wear my hat anymore, so I just look away.
"....Well it did and I meant everything I said. It was all the truth."
"Can we go to your house instead?"
"I don't see why not, text your mom so she doesn't worry."

I decide to text my dad instead, he's always the one who worries when I'm out even a second past curfew.

'Hey dad'
'Yes?'
'I'm staying at Kokichi's tonight'
'Ok be safe if you know what I mean😏'
'DAD!!!'
'I'm joking see you tomorrow no later than 4:30 pm.'
'See you tomorrow'

I turn off my phone and cover my face before realizing how my short boyfriend is laughing his ass off. I look away because he obviously read my conversation.
"I..... can't....... B R E A T H E!" He says basically crying laughing.
"Your terrible Kich." I mumble.

We walk back to his place in mostly silence other than the occasional chuckle from Koki. When we reach his house I still gasp at how big it is.

I plop down on his couch.

"Have you composed yourself?" I inquire sarcastically.
"Yeah, well since we're here what do you want to do?"
"Uhh I have some questions."
"Right well come on."

He grabs me by my wrists and hoists me up from the couch.

"Where are we going?"
"My room it's definitely more comfortable, unless you like carpet. I have yet to install it."
"I guess since I actually haven't been here before."
"No one except you has been here before. Friend wise."
"Right we usually went to Rantaro's."

We walk down the hallway and up the stairs. Passing by a room entirely closed off labeled 'Ouma-kun's eyes only' written in cursive handwriting. He glared at the room while passing by.  Hmm should I ask about that room, no but I'm going to anyway.

We sit down on his king sized bed giving us quite some room to get comfortable.

"Oh! Saihara-chan I have something for you!" He jumps up lays on the floor and wiggles his way under the bed. I hear a box sliding and then the purple haired boy popping up. He grabs the wrapped box and shoved it into my chest. "I made it so you better appreciate it."

I slowly open it half expecting a piece of macaroni art from grade 3 and half expecting something really nice. I pull out a tissue paper wrapped object with at least twenty layers. I shoot him an annoyed look. "Just open it." "Fine."
I rip through the tape and paper taking at least five minutes. I reach the last layer getting excited by the shape. I-is this...? I look at him with a sparkle in my eye. Carefully opening it the rest of the way. It's a new hat one that I assume doesn't hide my face unless I choose to cover it. It's made out of a soft white fabric with embroidered patches all over.

"Kokichi..... I love it, thank you."

I pull him into a hug causing him to tense slightly before melting into it. "I'm glad." He lets go and scoots back a little.