"Fucks sake- Shuichi dearest? Have you, maybe, misplaced my notebook?"
Here we see your everyday couple, Kokichi Ouma and Shuichi Saihara. One is a midget and the other is emo. Both are flaming homosexuals.
"Ah, I believe the notebook you're looking for was thrown violently into oncoming traffic, love," Saihara offers, peeking into the room that Ouma had shouted from.
"Oncoming traffic? Why the hell would it-"
"You lost to Kiibo in Mario Kart and didn't want to break any more pictures. So you threw your notebook at Kiibo, missed, and it went right out the window." the taller of the two began tidying Ouma's trashed room out of habit. Ouma made a noise reminiscent to the aggravated sucking of teeth.
"And the window was open?"
"Unfortunately, yes," Saihara paused his maid duties to study a horse mask Ouma likely shoplifted for shits and giggles. He gave it a distasteful glance before tossing it into his boyfriend's junk heap.
"Oh, how convenient," Ouma muttered, flopping on his bed as angrily as a 5'1" man is capable of. After a moment of his silent tantrum, Kokichi shot up and hugged Shuichi's waist,.
"I'll go get a new notebook then! Since that was the last one, we gotta go to the store, so go change."
Saihara accepted the hug, happily, but quirked an eyebrow at his lover's request.
"Change? Why?"
He looked down at his clothing. A simple white button up and some dress pants. Basically his work clothes.
"Because," Ouma spun around behind Saihara, whose back was facing the doorway.
"Bec- O-ouma..!" The yelp of the detective was a result of a swift slap on the ass from the gremlin behind him.
"Those pants make your ass look juicy, and that's for my eyes only. So change, 'kay? Love you and I'll meet you in the car!"
Ouma dashed out of the room, leaving a steamy faced Saihara to stew in his hornyness. The faint sound of keys jangling and the front door opening, then closing, filled the house. Doing as Ouma said like the sub he is, Saihara left the house.
"Ooookay! Lets get, get, going!" Ouma chanted, violently slamming his absurdly small foot on the gas pedal. Now going over the speed limit in a completely illegal matter, Saihara desperately held onto the... little... roof handle thing, shouting.
"O-Ouma, dammit! Kokichi, slow down! You'll get us arrested- PUT YOUR SEATBELT ON-"
"No! No seatbelts or legal speedlimits! We die like Amami!"
"Th... That isn't funny..!"
And so, after a few minutes of reckless driving, the two were pulled over and just barely escaped jail time. Ouma was permanently banned from driving.
