(Disclaimer: Some Mentioning of Cutting, Depression, and some Sensitive Pain here....)
Shuichi took a moment to breathe. The Detective managed to get a night with Kaito, a whole night of time with themselves.
But, things didn't go well...
Shuichi just wanted to regret... wanted to regret trying to say a word, try a new thing... attempt... just attempt.
Now, he couldn't find the will to breathe, he found the new knowledge of the fact that he was no longer Kaito's sidekick...
He founded it himself.
Why doesn't he have his eyes... those lilac... galaxy eyes in the same way he has it on Maki's?
It's pathetic huh?
It's probably pathetic to have only love that can't be reciprocated.... unrequited.And there Shuichi is, mourning in the dawn of the night... pining for Kaito in the stars when he shouldn't be...
He shouldn't let Kaito see him, he shouldn't let his eyes... wander into his he just shouldn't-
Then, came footsteps...
Shuichi quickly closed the door and locked it before anyone or anything could enter his room. He was too flustered to allow someone to enter his room... enter his heart... enter his mind.
His mind was closed, too overwhelmed.. He didn't want anyone else in it, but he can't seem to let it out.
The night sky continued to look in... silently creeping into the room, as the footsteps turned into the knock on the door.
"Hey, Shuichi?" the muffled voice said, Shuichi's back pressed to the door... failing to look at the door and answer... it.
He was in his bedroom... looking at the sky.
How did someone get into his house?!Shuichi decided to not give a response at all.. He knew who it was. It was of course the guy who used to call him his sidekick, the space boy, the astronaut... Kaito.
"Your house was thrashed, you know that right?- Are you ok in there?"Kaito asked, his voice in tones of calm and concern.
'Don't fall for it Shuichi...' the detective told himself in his head.
"Shuichi?" Came another question from Kaito, muffled on the other side.
"K-Kaito... What are you doing here?" Shuichi finally replied, his voice struggling to say something... due to how sickening his tears were, just a few 30 minutes ago.
"I came to check on you. I'm beginning to think that something is up, man." Kaito replied.
Truth is, there was something up...
Shuichi was always big on finding the truth, but.. He was never used to hiding it the way he is right now."Oh, um... I'm good Kaito. You don't hav-have to worry." Shuichi said, slight stutters that struggled to hold and grapple onto the tendency of a breakdown.
In fact, Shuichi was doing his absolute damn best to not break or cry in front of him... and thankfully Kaito could not really see the way he was reacting, but just listen to the words he can communicate to him.
"I know you aren't, Shuichi." Kaito said as his voice got closer, his face pressed up against the door.
Shuichi can suddenly hear Kaito's body slide down on the other side, just similarly to him...
All Shuichi could do was stare outside, at the dawn of the night... now suddenly his tears began to drip down from his eyes... down his cheeks... his right hand covering his mouth to try to muffled the weeping noises.
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Saimota Oneshot Series!
أدب الهواةAll oneshots of my favorite Danganronpa V3 (Non Canon, unfortunately.... but wish it was...) Ship of Kaito Momota and Shuichi Sahara. Credit to a friend @jordync0831 for the Picture!!!