oumasai oneshots!

you're stuck with me.

trigger warning kinda  ?(anxiety attack)

an awkward knock sounded at Shuichi Sahara's dorm room. he sat up from his desk and opened the door to find a short purple haired boy standing in the entryway. "oh hey Ouma-" Kokichi pushed past the tall boy into his dorm abruptly, preventing Sahara from finishing whatever has about to say. kokichi sat down on the tall blue-haired boy's bed. "Ouma-" Sahara started but once again cut off by Ouma's immature antics, "well shumai, Amami-chan invited Kiyo over. Kiibo is at the stupid whore's dorm." Shuichi was going to comment on the crude nickname but kokichi continued anyway "Yumeno, Yanoga, and Chabashira are having a girls-only night. it's only really chabashira enforcing the girls-only part. but anyway, that means you're stuck with me for the night." the taller blinked at the nickname, took a deep breath and started, " why can't you just stay in your own dorm with Amami and kiyo?" the purple boy huffed, " because, I don't want to." Saihara was going to refuse, but something came over him "fine. you can stay here for tonight."

Shuichi and kokichi had been friends since they were in middle school. not once in the entire time they were friends had his friend shown fear of anything. not spiders, not snakes, it seemed he didn't even fear death. for Shuichi, kokichi was the perfect partner in crime. the liar was confident, quick-witted, and could talk his way out of any situation he could get himself into. but kokichi was a puzzle. he was impossible to figure out and quite honestly, pissed Shuichi off. all Shuichi's life he could read a person like a book. he could tell pretty much anyone's intentions just by having a conversation with them. part of that was what made him an amazing detective. but kokichi was different. his habit with lies was just the start of it. out of all cases assigned to saihara, kokichi was the one case he just couldn't solve. and part of that was the reason Shuichi liked him so much. Ouma was intriguing, interesting, and always kept Shuichi on his toes. but what caught Shuichi off guard the most, was Shuichi's own feelings towards the panta loving liar. he had grown to love his mischief a little too much the past few months and developed feelings towards him.

Shuichi turned his attention to the window, staring out into the pouring rain when suddenly, a loud thunderclap came from outside the window. "oh fuck" kokichi muttered as he gripped at his sleeves. he was visibly shaking and Shuichi almost thought he saw a tear run down Ouma's cheek. "kokichi..?" Shuichi questioned, not sure on how to handle this situation as he stared at the purple-headed boy. another clap of thunder caused the boy to clutch and pull at his purple hair "no no no nO NO NO NO-" kokichi sobbed and continuously muttered under his breath. his heart pounding and his hands were shaking. he feared thunder more than anything, more than showing his emotions. but he was terrified oh how Shuichi would react to seeing him like this, he had never shown an ounce of fear to him in his life. "what if he thinks different of me now?" thoughts like that ran through kokichi's brain as he wanted nothing more than to run away from this situation, like he did with all other problems. and that's what he did.kokichi got up and made a b-line for the door. he grabbed the handle as a thought crossed his mind, "where could I go?" he stopped and froze with his hand on the door handle and his beloved shumai behind him about to grab his hand. it seemed as if someone stopped time. the only place kokichi ever truly felt at home was when he was with Shuichi. the thought weighed him down like a ton of bricks. he could only go here. and that would mean showing his true emotions.

kokichi collapsed like a card tower, every wall he built gracefully falling to the floor, the curtain drop, the final reveal. he was just a kid. a kid with trauma. a kid with no family, no parents. a kid who had done everything himself. a kid who never got a childhood or family movie night. a kid who had built a bed of lies that he was forced to lay in. so when the walls he built fell around him, exposing him, to the one person he loved most in this world, he felt as if he ran the risk of losing him. the one good thing that he had gotten out of years of lies. it felt as if it had all been for nothing.

Shuichi watched as the mask fell. his act was up. he sat by the one he had fell for. wrapped his arms around him and gently stroked the small boy's soft purple hair. kokichi grasped onto Shuichi's shirt and cried into his arms. they sat there, together, at the inside of Shuichi's doorway in a warm embrace for what felt like hours until they both drifted into a sweet dreamless sleep.

the thunder and lightning that came from the angry sky faded to a bittersweet trickling of rain calmly tapping against the window until the gray clouds dissipated to the warm blue sky. Shuichi woke up to a sleeping kokichi curled up in his arms. the tall blue-haired boy carefully picked the sleeping leader and carried him to his bed. once Ouma was tucked into Shuichi's sheets the taller prepared toast, and two bottles of panta. he gently shook Ouma until the two violet eyes looked up at him.

"good morning kokichi," the blue-haired boy said with a soft smileShuichi sat next to kokichi and handed him a plate of toast with strawberry jam spread on top along with a bottle of the grape soda he loved so much.

"thanks Shuichi! how did I get into a bed?"

Shuichi laughed at that. they sat next to each other talking and making jokes.

"Hey, um, Ouma?" Shuichi's heart was racing.

"yeah, shumai?" Shuichi blushed at the nickname, and at kokichi. the small dictator looked up at Shuichi innocently with a tiny bit of jam smeared on his cheek. Shuichi wished he could take a photo so he could have this moment forever.

Shuichi finally spoke, "I think I'm in love with you."

A/N holy shit! 1093 words! I hope you guys like it! I worked pretty hard on it. sorry for any spelling or grammar errors, I'm failing English :)