The Knife Game [ Ouma x Saihara ]

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by yukeihara

by yukeihara

high-key inspired by their last fte

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Ouma stared at the knife in front of him boredly. It had been a while since Saihara had talked to him -- if you called a day long -- so, he'd been wanting his daily dose of attention. He slowly grabbed the knife and spreading his fingers apart. Then luckily, Saihara came out of the library and into the cafeteria, seeing Ouma with the knife in his hand.
   "Ouma-Kun! What are you-?!" Saihara stared at Ouma, who just smiled innocently.
   "It's the knife game, idiot!" Ouma said as he started to plunge the knife into the gaps between his fingers happily. "It's really easy. All you have to do is stab the gaps between your fingers and - NOT! - get hurt!" Ouma said, his voice raising as he cut himself, Saihara quickly running to his side, desperately searching for a first aid kit, though he couldn't find one. He ripped off a piece of his undershirt and used it as a bandage for Ouma's wound.
   "Why would you do that...? You should know playing that game is dangerous." Saihara said as he started to wrap up Ouma's wound.
   "Well you see, Saihara-Chan, I wasn't actually playing the game. Some games you don't have to play to win." He said. Ouma's gaze soon moved to Saihara's eyes as he stared into them deeply. "Y'know, I never had the intention of killing you."
   "W-What?!" Saihara said after securing the wound with a piece of yarn he found nearby.
   "It would have been a waste of time, anyways. I already killed you by stealing your heart. So I'm satisfied." Ouma winked.
   "Killed me by stealing my heart?!" Saihara couldn't help but blush. "Fine... Y-You win this time, Ouma-Kun..." Saihara said as he tipped down his hat.
   "Awe! Don't hide your face from me! I wanted to see how flustered you were!" Ouma frowned.
   "How would I be flustered...?" Saihara asked shyly.
   "Because I did this." Ouma said before kissing him softly with a smile on his face.
Saihara seemed taken aback from the kiss, but soon made his way back to reality and kisses back the purple haired boy he never thought he'd have his first kiss with.
"I love you, Saihara Chan."

im sorry this is short I wrote this a few weeks ago at like two am