random oneshots

Sick

A/N I tried to not make any COVID jokes. Also i finally wrote something that either isn't terrible, or includes agnst. I think.

Shuichi sighed, staring at his ceiling. His morning had not gone all that well for him. Shuichi turned over on the bed, picking up a thermometer on the bedside table. He quickly took his temperature, looking at the number and sighing again.

101.7° Fahrenheit... (or 38.7° Celsius) 

Shuichi dropped the thermometer down, looking to the other corner of his room. Any other time, he'd be fine with being a little sick. But, being trapped inside a killing game without being able to defend yourself isn't the greatest thing ever.

His door suddenly opened, and someone walked into his room. Shuichi was a little too out of it to care who it was. He heard something being set down on the beside table, and a chair being pulled up next to his bed.

There was a small laugh. "Nishishi, I would have thought that Shuichi would have been more alarmed that someone had come into his room! After all, it was locked."

Shuichi could recognize who it was off of that cheeky voice. He sighed, turning towards Kokichi. "It wasn't locked... Kirumi came in here earlier."

Kokichi puffed out his cheeks. "You caught me! Yeah, I was lying." The two went silent for a moment, when Kokichi reached over to what ever he had brought in. He took a small cloth, and placed it on Shuichi's head. Shuichi gave Kokichi and odd look. "Huh? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Sorry, it's just... I didn't expect this...." For what he knew about Kokichi, he didn't think Kokichi would ever do something like this. He just... seemed a little too self-centered for that. He gently put his hand to the cloth, finding it to be a bit wet. He knew that it wouldn't take long for it to heat up.

Kokichi huffed. "Hmph! You saw through my ruse!" Kokichi stood up, leaning over the bed. "Y'see, I actually came here to kill you! You're completely defenseless, so it'll be easy!"

Shuichi looked at Kokichi, then looked over at what Kokichi had brought in. It looked like, a small bowl of sorts. Probably water.... Shuichi shook his head, looking back at Kokichi. "You're lying... you brought a bowl of water with you...."

Kokichi blinked, before he laughed and sat back down. "Nishishi, I guess I was just a little too easy to read then!" He nodded. "Yeah, it's a bowl of water. Kirumi told us you were running a high fever, so I thought I'd do something."

"Why?" Shuichi asked.

Kokichi tilted his head to the side. "Hm? Why not?"

Shuichi sighed. "Kokichi, I don't understand what you're doing right now. Why would you help me?"

Kokichi tapped his lip, thinking for a moment. "Well, it's because I wanted to!" Kokichi snickered. "Plus, don't think I don't know how you got this disease...." Shuichi blinked. Kokichi's smile fell off, as he took the cloth and put it into the water. He placed it back down on Shuichi's forehead. He sighed, resting his chin in his hand. "Shuichi... why would you spend so much time outside at night? Monokuma purposely makes it really cold, to simulate something like real life."

Shuichi looked away from Kokichi. "I-I... um...." He sneezed suddenly. "W-Well... it's only been a couple days since... well, y'know... and I'm not over it." He admitted.

Kokichi nodded. "Shuichi, you did what you had to. Kaede didn't want anyone to die, but she killed someone she didn't want to. You did what she wanted you to do, so stop feeling so guilty." Shuichi was surprised at his words. He's been throwing out surprises at me left and right.