Danganronpa oneshots(requests open)

skirts and trousers (femboy?!kuzuryuu x peko)

((the adorable kuzupeko art is by thewildwilds on tumblr))

He liked fabric. He loves wearing skirts Fuyuhiko has always liked the feel and texture of it.. How it flowed and how it shifted in the wind.. He liked how skirts felt when you wore them.. They were comfortable in the right places.. What he didnt like however was that ppl continued to say that "boys wear trousers, girls wear skirts.. That's it"

She likes trousers..she likes suits Peko finds them more comfortable then skirts.. The only real reason she wore dresses and skirts for so long was because she thought she was expected to.. All the girls in her class did.. It would have been unnatural if she didn't too.

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"Come on come.. All the other girls are going to be wearing them where is it?" peko muttered to herself as she desperately rummaged through her wardrobe.. She flung clothes everywhere..even though she was usually a neat person she was in such a rush to find it that she honestly didn't give a fuck bout the possible state of her room.. She had to find her dress. She couldn't be the only girl not wearing one.. It was a fucking dance.. A fucking dance that was in a few hours. It was an event that girls are supposed to wear dresses to? Right?..

Fuyuhiko twirled around.. The deep red of the dress's skirt shifting.. The fabric glistened in the light.. It was honestly stunning.. He wanted to wear it to the dance.. But he knew everyone would start judging.. His girlfriend was probably going to start judging.. He never wants that. He looked at himself in the mirror.. His golden eyes looking him up and down he ran his fingers down the bodice.. It was high necked a choker at the top of it.. That held it up.. It had a crisscross pattern at the back of it.. He didnt want to give it back in all honesty he want to wear it forever...

Peko looked in all the placed she could have kept it..she thought she just misplaced it in all honesty.. She carefully pulled out her skirt draw.. And she noticed how a large amount of them were gone.... "Did someone come in and steal my skirts?" The greyette asked herself..the only person that knew her dorm password was fuyuhiko.. Wait-

He honestly felt bad to all of the skirts he stole.. But he liked them all.. Most of all because they still smelt like peko..the soft smell of wildflowers and mint..

Suddenly something caught her eye from her wardrobe it was a white suit with a low front.. She wouldn't normally wear something like that but it made her feel powerful.. She cautiously took it out and held it in her hands, thumbs gently cirlcing over the fabric strands of the garment.. "maybe it wouldnt hurt.. if i-.." .. she thought to herself and bit the inside of her lip.. she sighed and put it on her bed.. she needed to find her dress first.. and all she could think of was F u y u h i k o. So she left for his room

"what the fuck would peko say, if she saw me??" Fuyuhiko asked himself, he bit his lip.. and his eye continued to wonder down himself in the mirror.... thats when he froze hearing a soft familiar voice flood into the room.

she knew it.. she smiled as she leaned on the door frame of his room.. (he had left the door open a jar by accident..)she honestly couldnt be happier to see fuyuhiko look so comfortable in something.. she looks way more comfortable then she has ever been in a dress.. "she would say.. you could have just asked to wear them 'hiko" 

Fuyuhiko almost looked horrified as Peko found out his secret..the secret he wanted to stay with him to the grave.. he was bright pink as she came over.. he watched her hips.. they always swayed a lil as she walked... she wrapped her arms around him.. gently kissing his cheek.. causing fuyuhiko to be all stuttery.. "i-.. y-you a-arent mad??" he was kinda shocked in all honesty, peko just laughed warmly and placed a soft kiss to his lips.. causing fuyu to fluster.. eventho peko didnt know she always made him flustered.

"you want to wear it to the dance dont you?" she soon asked after shaking her head to his question ofc he wasnt mad.. fuyuhiko ever so slightly embarrassed nodded.. biting his lip again... 

"can i wear a suit then?" peko then asked quietly

 Fuyuhiko looked up at his goddess like girlfriend and smiled.. he still was a redish colour.."so thats why that was in your wardrobe.."he smirked.. "go on.. get changed" he gestured for her to leave to get changed.. and a wave of reflief washed over him..

"thank you, fuyu" she let out a small chuckle and a lil smile pecking his cheek before she left to change.. to change into the suit.. her favourite one.. the one she has always wanted to wear in public but was way too afraid to..

Peko reentered her room and quickly changed into the suit.. and she looked at herself in the mirror a lil giggle leaving her lips.. their outfit choices really were switched.. she carefully unplaited her hair from her normal chunky grey braids so her silky hair ran down like water and laid at her shoulders... she carefully bit her lip.. she felt so confident.. way more confident then she did in those stupid skirts, which she was happy that fuyuhiko liked so much.

After a lot of admiring herself in the mirror.. Peko made her way back to fuyuhikos room.. carefully trying to avoid her friends as she didnt particularly want any..

He saw her in the reflection of the mirror and smiled wider than he probably ever has.. she looked her up and down admiring her in all her elegance and beauty. It was his turn to bit his lip as he watched her hips swag.. "woah peach.. you look like you are worth a million bucks.. actually you are worth fucking more than that.. much more.." she chuckled.. then frowned a lil

"are you sure you are okay with me wearing this?" she asked quietly.. and looked away from his smile.. he looked confused but he instantly nodded..

"especially if you are okay with me wearing this" he responded, pointing down to the flowy dress he was wearing before locating his smaller hand around her cheek.. and she chuckled and nodded instantly too.. her smile growing 

"i always thought you were a pretty boy" peko responded and placed her hand on top of his.. and gently gave his palm a lil kiss causing a large blush to spread across the gangsta's cheeks.. he opened his mouth but peko looked at him seriously signalling for him not to deny it.. he rolled his eyes playfully.. and lifted up on his toes to place a soft kiss to her lips(this kiss did indeed turn into mutiple rougher kisses.. with both of their outfits on the verge of being messed up a lil)

Fuyuhiko pulled away after a while and muttered against her lips.. "and i always thought you were a very beautifully handsome.."he felt her smile.. he smiled too.

They both fucked gender roles that evening and went to the dance in the outfits they felt most comfy in.. ofc they got a few stares.. mainly fuyuhiko, who was being teased by the boys.. indeed peko nearly drew her sword on them.. lets just say they stopped really quickly.. Because you never fuck with a girl in a suit and has a sword

((moral of the story?? FUCK GENDER ROLES.. MEN WHO WEAR SKIRTS I FUCKING LOVE YOU SM YOU ARE SO KEWL BE MY FRIEND.. AND w o m e n in suits... jslkdfjds top me))

((i never know how to end these things smh.. anywayyy this is one of my biggest kuzupeko hcs and it makes me feel really soft...))

((alsoooo peko in a suit is just mwah.. i was simping so hard for remnant of despair peko jeezzzzz))