Shuichi's POV:
The feeling of another early morning took over while I gradually gained consciousness. I couldn't speak for everyone, but I could surely enough feel each new morning after waking up each morning. It was normally a warm, fuzzy feeling that left me wondering if I should bother even getting out of my bed.
But based off of last night, I would unfortunately have to get up from my bed.
Kokichi had spent the night once again in my dorm room. To put it simply, it was a rough night. The poor boy had been so exhausted.
So exhausted he kissed me. Maybe it was just on my nose and nothing more. It tragically meant something to me. Tragically because I hadn't thought it was able to fall deeper in love with Ouma. Somehow he managed to make it happen.
Speaking of Ouma, he remained asleep practically over top of me with the most blissfully peaceful expression. Now that I was aware he was here, I was reminded of our classes that started today. It left a touch of disappointment in me.
I spared a glance over to my alarm clock on my nightstand. The clock read...
6:23 AM?
That's shockingly early.
I looked back over to Kokichi with still sleepy eyes. His hair was perfectly messy, more so than usual, his purple dyed tips sticking every which way possible. I never noticed the faded purple in his hair.
His soft hair...
I began to play with the smooth locks, twirling them around my fingers, gentle as to not wake him up. I would do anything in order to keep this moment be stilled in time, but of course, I won't keep him from his classes. Though, if I could, I would. I would keep him by my side forever.
I slapped my free hand against my head and dragged it down my face to my chin. Ever since I met Kokichi, almost obsessive thoughts washed my head. I've been getting used to them sitting in the back of my mind.
That same hand on my chin wandered to his face. At first glance, he looked pretty healthy, but upon closer inspection, he was so so pale. So sickly pale, and from what I could see, so was the rest of him. I could see irritated and red skin around the bandages covering the majority of his thin neck. I frowned, tracing my fingers over his cheek. As I expected and knew, his skin was soft and fair. His eyelashes were beautiful and long, and to top it off his thin lips were a gorgeous pink. Those lips kissed me. I still couldn't get over that.
I suppose my admiration for Ouma was about to come to an end. His face was littered with an uncomfortable look, his nose scrunched up. Was he awake?
No, he was sleeping. It must have been like last night.
My frown deepened at this. I wondered if it was just a bad dream? Suddenly, Kokichi's head slammed hard against my chest, face buried in my sleep shirt. I could hear muffled whines and feel the vibration of his voice against me. It sent a cool shiver down my spine and throughout my arms and legs.
I touched his back and he flinched. My blood ran cold when I heard his voice.
"I'm awake, stupid head."
I almost yelped from his talking. I hope I hadn't woken him up. Chances are I did.
"Shi— uhm, I'm sorry, this, this is k-kinda...I'm sorry,"
I could feel his warm breath through my shirt and on my skin as he let out a sigh. My face was red hot, warm, hands clammy with sweat. Soon enough his voice rang through my ears again.
"Enough stutter...wha' time?"
I tried to stop myself but I couldn't help it, a smile spreading across my face. Ouma's sleepiness was oddly adorable.
I glanced to the clock again, squinting to see the time.
"Er, 6:44 in the morning."
His body relaxed against me and I felt is jaw unclench. He must have been anticipating it to be later.
"Awesooome..."
Even when he was tired, Kokichi maintained his childish and goofy persona. He never gave himself a break.
Well, until now.
"Shit!"
Out of nowhere he backed up away from me with his back against the wall.
"I didn't sleep here, did I? I'm sorry,"
Though his tone was still loud, it was almost like he was smaller. This was one of the times I saw a different side of Kokichi, a more shy and fearful boy he was.
I acted out of instinct and somewhat yearning. I reached my hand out to Ouma and touched his shoulder. He was already struggling to keep his eyes open.
"It's okay Kokichi, I don't mind, really."
From his reaction, he must have believed me. However, I didn't expect him to scoot his small body back over closer to me. He settled his head against my lower chest and his breathing calmed.
"N..nigh'."
He spoke in a slur, to which I believed he told me 'night'. I was tense for a good ten minutes after Kokichi had returned to a sleeping position. One, to make sure he was asleep, and two, because I couldn't bring myself to move at all with him so close to me. I covered my face with one hand and the other resting on his side, mainly because that was the comfiest place to keep it. It would be a long morning until we had to start getting ready for classes.
About twenty minutes passed. I was nearly dozed off until Ouma chimed again.
"Shumaii, I can't sleeep!"
I scooted a just a touch to look at him. I was met with his purple eyes, his beautiful purple eyes.
"O-oh, I'm sorry."
Silence. It was silence in between us until now. It was around 7:15 AM when it happened.
"I'm sorry Shuichi."
Right now, it's 7:15 in the morning. 7:15 in the morning and we were both exhausted, worn out, and confused about a lot of things. 7:15 in the morning and lips met mine.
A pair of soft lips pressed against my own. Those lips belonged to Kokichi Ouma, and we were now both definitely awake.—
A/N: oh, my, GOD it's been forever. How y'all doing?
We're gonna ignore the fact that this was left off on a heavy and intense cliffhanger 🤗
I took a daring risk since this is chapter 16. An appropriate time to start some romance, right?
I don't know how frequent I'll be able to update this story, but I promise it won't go unfinished! I'll try to develop a regular updating schedule and if I can't meet it I'll let you guys know in advance. Thank you for patience, time, AND reads! This is so crazy, a little over 600 views! I appreciate all of you ❤️
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FanfikceA slow and subtle story revolving around Shuichi and Kokichi at Hopes Peak Academy, minus the killing game show :) ⚠️ TW: this story will include sensitive topics such as bullying, anxiety, violence, mention of self harm, self harm, and depression...