Saiki.K Oneshots

Let it out

Kinda OOC but y'know...
Kusuo has a bad dream and, uncharacteristically, goes to his parents - seeking comfort...

Kusuo's POV

I had just awoken, abruptly, from a terrible nightmare. I broke out into a cold sweat. Was it precognition? No. It couldn't have been. It was too unrealistic. I was pulled from my thoughts hearing the neighbour's thoughts. Why were they awake? Anyway - what should I do? My breathing is rapid, I'm shaking and I feel tears stinging my eyes. Why do I feel like this? I don't think I've felt like this since I was a kid.

What do I do?

I could get a drink of water. That might help. I start walking toward the door. I open the door and see how dark it is. Normally I would just use night vision (I think he has that) but I was tired so I just decided not to. I stumbled down the stairs and into the kitchen.

I poured a glass of water and chugged it. I don't understand why I'm still all worked up.

What else could I do? Go for a walk? No it's too late. What else?

...

My parents? I mean I guess they could help me. But I don't want to seem pathetic... it's just my mom and dad though. They won't think any less of me....

Right?

Ignoring the doubt, I went up the stairs and to my parents bedroom. I could hear my dad snoring loudly. I knocked on the door and awaited an answer while standing there, shaking, breathing somewhat unevenly and on the brink of tears. Something that doesn't happen often. A few moments later my mom opened the door. It's weird that she would be the one to hear - she's usually a heavy sleeper.

"Ku? What's wrong?" She asked. I averted my eyes, embarrassed to have to go to my parents for help. "Sweetheart, you're shaking."

"Who's shaking?" My dad asked. He'd woken up since he's kind of a light sleeper. "Come in, Kusuo. Sit down on the bed." She instructed.

I walked over to the bed and sat down, still shaking I might add. "Now, tell me what's wrong." My mom told me. I paused for a second. And then I did something I haven't done for a long time; I spoke.

"I-I uh...." I paused. How pathetic, I stuttered. This is why I just talk telepathically. I cleared my throat and tried again - my voice being hoarse from lack of use. "I had a bad dream." I tried my best to not sound pathetic - but my voice faltered and shook while I spoke. I cringed at how my voice cracked a little from how dry my throat was. Even though I chugged a glass of water two seconds ago.

"Oh, Ku... I'm sorry. Do you wanna talk about it?" She asked me with a pitying tone in her voice. I stayed silent. I didn't really want to talk about it since the foreign feeling of fear was still fresh. My mom must've picked up on this since she said-

"Oh...well that's okay, Ku. You don't have to talk about it until you're ready."

Kurumi's POV

It was very disturbing to see Kusuo so on edge like this. He wasn't himself and it made me anxious. Kuniharu has woken up and sat beside me and Kusuo. "Do you want to sleep in here with us tonight? It might help you sleep." He asked Kusuo. After a few seconds of silence, Kusuo spoke - with his actual voice again. "Yeah...that would be nice.." he finished the sentence with a small sniffle. I was confused so I looked over and saw Kusuo's eyes full of tears. (Told you it was ooc).

"Ku, what's wrong?" I asked, panicking a little. Was it something I said? Kusuo just stayed quiet as the shaking intensified slightly. Without skipping a beat I pulled Kusuo into a hug. I placed one hand on his back, rubbing in small circles, and one hand on the back of his head, pushing his head down to lean on my shoulder.

He hugged back instantaneously. I could hear more sniffles from him as his shoulders shook profusely. "It's okay, sweetheart. I'm here." I told him while stroking his hair. I felt tears wetting my shoulder and saw Kusuo's shoulders shaking from suppressed sobs. "Hey, Kusuo. It's okay if you need to cry. It's a perfectly normal reaction to something like a nightmare." Said Kuniharu.  Kusuo looked back at him and glared with tear filled eyes.

Kuniharu gasped softly. Neither of us had seen tears in Kusuo's eyes since he was a baby. Just a few seconds later, Kusuo sniffled and let out a quiet, yet heartbreaking, sob. "Oh, Ku... it's alright. It was just a dream." I tried my best to comfort him.

I realized something; Kusuo could let out any emotion he wanted to and it wouldn't trigger his powers. (I know that's probably bs but let me dream) "Ku? I'm going to ask you a favour." I started. "I want you to let out anything you've been holding in, okay. Can you do that for me?"

A few silent moments before a feel a small, hesitant nod on my shoulder. "Okay." I replied. "Neither me or dad will judge you okay? So just let it all out."

After a few more silent moments I hear a whimper from Kusuo as he slowly lets himself become vulnerable. He cried softly into my shoulder as I held him and as Kuniharu rubbed his back and shoulders. His cries slowly got louder and more intense. I held on to him tightly as he released all the pain and emotion he'd been hiding all these years.

It was heartbreaking to say the least. Kusuo was very put together most of the time.

Kusuo's breathing picked up a bit but not enough that he would start hyperventilating.

Kusuo clung to me for what felt like hours. I held him and rocked back and forth as he slowly started to calm down. This was a foreign experience for all three of us, Kusuo especially. Kusuo's sobs slowed down to sniffles and whimpers.

"Here, come lay down, Ku." I instructed him. "Lay down in between me and dad."

Kusuo did as told and laid down between me and Kuniharu. He cuddled in closer to me and rested his head on my chest. Kuniharu only rubbed Kusuo's back in a comforting motion. After a few moments - Kusuo calmed down a bit more and relaxed in my arms.

I began to stroke Kusuo's hair in a comforting way to relieve some of the stress. Kusuo was never usually this open with us. He always just dealt with stuff all by himself. He never came to us unless it was urgent.

After about ten minutes I heard soft snoring and loud snoring. Kuniharu being the one snoring loudly. I smiled to myself and went to sleep myself. The last thing I felt before sleep took me over was Ku tightening his grip around my waist, cuddling in closer to me.

He let out a soft whimper and snuggled into me. I knew that this would probably be very stressful for him since he's mostly emotionless all the time. I thought it would be best just to let him lay with me until he was okay. Little did I know that it would be all night. Not that I mind. I just wasn't expecting it.

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The next morning
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The next morning, Kusuo didn't say anything. Not even at breakfast. It was a Saturday so he didn't have school. I told him he didn't have to talk about it unless he wanted too. I knew it was hard for him to accept that he was vulnerable at that moment. But it's okay to be vulnerable sometimes. . .

Remember that: it's okay to be vulnerable around trusted loved ones. Be nice to yourself please or I'm gonna cry🥺🥺🥺