Sugar and Spice
This was meant to be wholesome but it got a little dirty, I can’t help myself… it’s not horrible but you know, it gets a little spicy.
Dork lesbians in love and being stupid together but having a great time so. Abby grops your tit you almost bite her finger off(not really), it’s a ride. XD
I say soft/softly a lot in this and I’m sorry. T.T
Both you and Abby were sitting in the couch watching a movie together, you were leaning into her side, legs thrown over her lap while Abby’s arm was over your shoulders and her left hand on your legs. It was a nice little evening at your apartment. When suddenly, you felt your breast getting grabbed. You look down and see Abby’s strong veiny hand groping you, you feel yourself start to grin as you look up at Abby and how she’s so focused on the movie seemingly not aware of what she was doing.
“Abby?” You whisper.
Her hand groping you breast once more.
“Abby.”
Her thumb subconsciously rubs over your now perky nipple making you gasp.
“Abby!”
“What?” She finally looks down at you with curious and doe like eyes.
“Are you having fun?” You ask with a giggle.
“Am I.? Yeah I always have fun with you baby.” She smiles sweetly while leaning in to kiss you and you accept the kiss with another giggle at her obliviousness.
“No I mean, your hand honey.”
She looks at you strangely, watching you tilt your head down and look at her hand that was still, groping your breast and softly pinching your nipple.
“Oh that? Yeah that’s great too.” She says nonchalantly and you let out a laugh and she starts to laugh with you.
“Dork.” You say with a teasing but loving voice, looking at her like she hung the stars.
“Hey don’t insult the one holding your tit.”
“Oh yeah?” You question her.
“Yes, ah boop.” She grinned, booping your nose with her finger.
You let out a quite laugh before surging forward and acting like you were gonna bite her finger that she poked your nose with, making her gasp and pull her hand away quickly. Her mouth agape staring at you with shining eyes.
“You’re trying to get spanked huh?”
“Maybe I am.” You say getting up, flicking you ponytail over your shoulder to your back and wink at her before walking away.
She was left speechless as you were never this bold with her.
“Wait, hold on.” She says with a chuckle and got up to follow you.
You look back and let out a squeal as you see her coming for you, making you take off and running to your shared bedroom. You can hear her laughing and her footfall steps.
You open the door and you quickly tried to close it with a laugh. Her hand grabbing around the door making you stop so you don’t smoosh her hand. Abby makes it inside and closes the door behind herself before grabbing you by your neck softly with both of her hands and pushing you up against it. Kissing you hard.
You moan into the kiss and grab her toned waist pulling her towards you, your hips meeting and you grind against one another. Abby was letting out soft groans from the rough but sweet kiss, her hands slowly tightening around your throat.
You wrap your arms around her waist, running your hand up under her shirt and clawing her back, making her let out a growl against your lips making you grin.
She pulls away breathless. You both were panting hard but were smiling and most importantly, happy.
“Yeah?” She asked now cradling your head in her large warm hands.
You nod and a big smirk breaks out on her face as she lifts you up and carries you over to the bed and lightly throwing you onto it, you land with a giggle and a soft bounce.
Abby was standing over you still smirking as she took off her shirt leaving her bare, her small but perfect breast were rising and falling with her paced breathes. She then runs and jumps onto the bed, landing on you making you let out a huff and a laugh.
She catches herself before she fully lands on your body, trying not to crash you with her muscles and immediately kisses you again and running her hands all over your body, wherever she could reach.
Feeling bold again, you push her and roll over on top of her, sitting on her waist trapping her to the plush bed. She immediately grabs your waist as your hands run up her bare stomach and chest, stopping to squeeze and roll her dusky pink nipples in between your warm fingers making her gasp and lean her head back with a moan.
You slip your hands up a little more until they are lightly wrapped around Abby’s neck, she looks back at you with a glint in her eyes and she gives you a wicked smile, running her tongue over her teeth, the excitement clear on her face.
“Yeah?” You ask teasingly.
She hums and grips you hips, making you roll them on hers making you both let out a moan together. You lean down and captured her lips in a fierce kiss. Still rolling your hips together you take one hand off of her neck and coil it in her long dirty blonde hair that she has down. She lets out a gasp when you tug her head back far enough for you to start kissing and sucking on her neck, leaving hickeys in your wake.
“W-what’s gotten into you?” She stuttered.
“Mm.” You just hum against her throat as you suck, Abby letting out a sigh at the feeling.
You pull away from her panting lightly from the sexual energy coursing through you and the excitement at having her under you like this.
“Nothing, I just love my handsome buff girlfriend is all.”
Abby let’s out a quite breathe and her face starts to turn pick at the compliment you gave and she turned her head to the side trying to hide from you.
You giggle and say,”You like that? Being called handsome?”
It was a genuine question with a slight teasing tone but you were genuinely curious. You’ve never called her handsome before but you always though she was. She was everything to you. Beautiful, cute, pretty, amazing, cool, hot, intelligent, sexy; handsome. Your list goes on for forever.
You hear her say something but didn’t really catch it.
“What was that love?” You asked turning her face to look at yours, looking into her beautiful hazel eyes. Her blushing face making them pop even more the usual.
“I didn’t hear you honey. What did you say?”
“I said, I said yeah. Yeah I like being called handsome..” Abby turns her face to try and hide it in your hand that was still holding onto her hot red cheek, closing her eyes and pretty much nuzzling into your hand.
You coo at her softly and place you other hand that, had still been around her neck and placed it in her other cheek making her look at you. It was dim in your room but her eyes still shinned brightly.
Abby rolled her hips up into yours, jostling you a little bit. You smile and lean down to give her a sweet kiss that was full of promises before leaning away and saying,” Well the night is still young, why don’t we have some fun, handsome girl.”
Abby groans and you kiss her once more on the lips and she quickly rolls you over and gets on top of you.
“Yeah it is still pretty young, and I have a few ideas on how we can spend it together beautiful girl.”She says as she runs her hand up your shirt and rubs you tummy and stretch marks.
You both giggle as she falls down on top of you and kisses you sweetly, grinning against each other’s lips. You wrap your arms around her shoulders and your legs go around her waist, one of Abby's hands are in your hair and one is under your shirt , groping the same breast she was early.
“I can think of a few ways too.”
“I can think of a few ways too.”
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This Thing Called Love (Saiouma)
Saiouma #1 (Fake Relationship) and #13 (Roommates) from the “Two Tropes + Pairing” list for @redes22! I hope you like it and let me know if you would like anything changed/edited :D
Title: This Thing Called Love
Tropes Used: #1 (Roommates) and #13 (Fake Relationship)
Summary: In order to get his ex-boyfriend to stop pestering him, Kokichi starts a fake relationship with his roommate, Shuichi Saihara. They were to stay in this so-called relationship until his ex finally got the hint and then they’d split. Kokichi even stated that he wasn’t going to fall in love with him. However, life had other plans in store for him.
One-shot is under the cut!
“You did what?!”
Shuichi could only stare at Kokichi in shock as he scratched the back of his head nervously.
“Ahahaha...sorry?” he said, an edge of uncertainty in his voice.
“Sorry? I don’t think that even cuts it! You straight-up told your ex that you’re dating me, your roommate, when we obviously aren’t dating! You should’ve at least asked me if I was okay with pretending to be your boyfriend instead of just dragging me into this nonsense without my permission! Actually, to begin with, you should’ve told me that he was harassing you in the first place! We could’ve figured something out—“
“Saihara-chan, shut up!”
A pillow was thrown in Shuichi’s face. He sputtered as the pillow hit him before it fell to the ground before him. He stared at Kokichi, who looked visibly upset.
“I panicked, okay?! I didn’t want to drag you into my personal affairs either, but I had no choice! I couldn’t think of anything else to say that would get him to back off, so I said that!” Kokichi averted his gaze, staring at the swirly pattern on his leggings. “I’m really sorry, Saihara-chan.” he apologized.
“No, I...Shoot.” Shuichi ran his fingers through his hair. “I’m the one who should be sorry. Like you said, you panicked. And when people panic, they tend to blurt out the first thing that comes to mind. So, don’t worry about it. What’s done is done and now, we need to look forward.” Shuichi explained.
“Saihara-chan...” Kokichi trailed off.
Shuichi smiled.
“Now, all we have to do is pretend we’re dating so that your ex can back off, right?” Shuichi asked.
“Yeah.” Kokichi replied.
“Okay, sounds simple enough.”
“Oh and also, I know that in the movies, whenever they fake date, they wind up falling in love for real, but I’m letting you know right now that that is not going to happen! I don’t have any intentions of falling in love with you, got that, Saihara-chan?!”
“I know. I won’t do the same, either.”
“Good.”
Kokichi extended his hand out.
“Shake on it?” he asked.
Shuichi nodded.
“Shake on it.” he replied as he took Kokichi’s hand and shook it.
With that, their fake relationship started.
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Nagito stared at Kokichi curiously, taking a sip from his cola.
“You have a boyfriend?” he questioned.
“Y-Yeah, I do.” Kokichi stuttered out.
“That doesn’t sound too convincing, Kokichi. Are you lying to me?” Nagito asked.
“No. Why would I lie to you?”
“Oh, I don’t know...you’re planning on shaking me off despite how much you still love me?”
“Oh, please. I despise you.”
“No, you don’t. You still love me.”
“No, I don’t. How could I possibly have a boyfriend if, god forbid, I still had feelings for you? And speaking of boyfriends,” Kokichi looked at his phone. “Actually, he should be coming now to meet you.” he said.
“Oh?” Nagito questioned as the restaurant door swung open to reveal Shuichi, who was in a simple navy blue sweater, tan pants, and navy blue Oxfords.
“Ah! Over here, Shuichi!” Kokichi called out, waving Shuichi over.
Shuichi seemed to still at the way Kokichi used his first name so casually, but he managed to shake it off as he walked over to them. He pressed a kiss to Kokichi’s temple before sitting down beside him.
“Hi, Kokichi.” he said.
“Hi, my beloved.” Kokichi moved to hold Shuichi’s hand and brought it on top of the table for Nagito to see. “So, this is my ex-boyfriend, Nagito Komaeda. And Komaeda-chan, this is my boyfriend and roommate, Shuichi Saihara.” he said.
“It’s nice to meet you.” Shuichi said.
“The pleasure is mine, too.” Nagito said.
He looked between Shuichi and Kokichi.
“So, how did you guys meet?” Nagito asked.
“When we moved into our dorms. He was unpacking when I came in. We didn’t get along at first, but we eventually became friends and then lovers.” Shuichi explained.
“And how did you two start dating?” Nagito asked.
“Shuichi was the one that confessed to me. We were walking back to the dorms after a night of karaoke with some friends and he asked me out. I said yes and now we’re dating.” Kokichi explained.
“I see...and how come you didn’t tell me that you were dating him the first time?” Nagito questioned.
“Because I didn’t think it was your business, Komaeda-chan.”
“And what if I said that I don’t believe any of what you just said?”
“What do you mean by that?”
“I mean your whole story about how you got together. It sounds fake.”
Kokichi and Shuichi tensed up.
Shit...did he see through our little charade already? But I thought we were doing good, Kokichi thought to himself.
Kokichi let out a nervous laugh.
“What are you saying? Of course we’re dating! Why wouldn’t we be?” he asked.
“Because you’re fake dating. That’s the only thing that would make all of this make sense.” Nagito explained.
Kokichi gritted his teeth.
“We are dating.” he growled out.
“Then, I’m going to need proof. Maybe some photos or something.” Nagito said, a sly grin crawling onto his lips.
The grin made shivers course through Shuichi’s body.
Was Ouma-kun seriously dating this guy? He’s really creepy, he thought to himself.
“You want photos? Fine, I’ll show you some.” Kokichi said as he whipped his phone out and began scrolling through his photos before finding some pictures of them taking selfies at a karaoke bar near the campus.
He showed it to Nagito, who took the phone from him and observed the photos. He grinned.
“Sure, they’re cute. But, these look like photos that best friends would take together, not lovers.” he said.
“What the fu—“
“Kokichi, calm down.” Shuichi spoke, massaging Kokichi’s hand in an attempt to calm him down.
Kokichi glared daggers at Nagito, who dissolved into loud cackling that startled some people seated nearby.
“My, this is so amusing! Very amusing, indeed!” Nagito stood. “Well, I’ve got to get going. I have an engagement to attend. In the meantime, take some photos that will actually convince me that you two are a couple. I’ll see you two soon.” he said before walking off.
As soon as Nagito was out of earshot, they both let out a sigh of relief they realized that they were holding in until now.
“My god, that was intense.” Shuichi watched Kokichi in surprise. “I can’t believe you used to date a freaky and manipulative guy like him.” he commented.
“Trust me, I can’t believe it, either. Apparently, he’s always been messed up, but I was too blind to see it until we finally broke up. Anyway, that’s all in the past now.” Panic flashed through Kokichi’s eyes. “What do we do now?! He says he’s not convinced!” he hissed.
“Okay, calm down, just...” Shuichi sighed. “We’ll just need to take the pictures and act lovey-dovey in them. That should get him.” he said.
“I sure hope so...” Kokichi trailed off.
He took a sip from his glass of grape Panta.
“So, should we go on a fake date this weekend?” Kokichi asked.
“Yeah, we can do that. Let’s plan it out once we get back to the dorm.” Shuichi said.
Kokichi nodded.
“Alright. Sounds good.”
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Shuichi sat outside a clothing store, waiting patiently for Kokichi to come out.
For their date, they decided to go shopping in Shibuya for the day before having dinner at a family restaurant and then go back to the dorms. So far, they had taken some photos, but the only thing that came close to them being lovey-dovey were the strip of photos that they took at a photo booth an hour ago.
He sighed, reaching up to run his fingers through his hair.
Gosh, when will Kokichi come out? This is starting to get ridiculous, he thought to himself.
He was ready to pull out his phone and text him when Kokichi came out, holding a bag in his hand.
“Hey, Saihara-chan! Look at these!” he called out as he walked over to him.
Shuichi watched as Kokichi pulled out a black shirt that said “I have everything I need” in white letters and a white shirt that said “I am everything” in black letters.
“I got us couple t-shirts! The black one is yours and the white one is mine. We can wear these and take pictures with them on.” he explained.
“I see...” Shuichi trailed off.
“Come on, let’s head to the restroom and put them on!” Kokichi chirped.
Then, he clasped Shuichi’s hand in his own, lacing their fingers together. Shuichi jumped, looking down at their intertwined hands in surprise.
“Ouma-kun...?” he spoke.
“We need to act like we’re dating, right?” Kokichi asked.
Shuichi slowly nodded.
“Yeah...I guess you’re right.” he said.
They stepped into the restroom and changed into the shirts. After that, they continued to walk through the crowded streets of Shibuya, their hands clasped tightly together all the while. Eventually, they found themselves at the Hachiko statue.
“Oh! It’s the Hachiko statue!” Kokichi looked up at Shuichi. “I want a picture.” he said.
“You do?” Shuichi questioned.
Kokichi nodded.
“Yeah! Take my pic!” he chirped as he let go of Shuichi’s hand and raced over to the statue.
“Alright...” Shuichi took Kokichi’s phone and turned on the camera, adjusting everything accordingly. “Smile!” he called out.
Kokichi smiled as Shuichi pressed the shutter, capturing the moment. He took a couple more using his phone and they switched spots. Eventually, Kokichi was approached by a young couple, who offered to take a picture of the two of them. Kokichi thanked them and went to join Shuichi, bringing an arm around his torso. Shuichi did the same as the woman counted to three before taking the picture.
“Okay! Last one for good luck!” she called out.
Kokichi smiled as an idea hit him.
“Hey, Saihara-chan. Don’t move.” he instructed.
“Huh? What—“ Shuichi didn’t get to finish his sentence, for Kokichi had gotten on his tiptoes and leaned in, pressing his lips to his cheek.
Shuichi tensed at the feeling of Kokichi’s warm lips against his cheek as the photo was taken. Kokichi withdrew and made his way over to the couple without a word, thanking them before the couple walked off.
“Let’s go, Saihara-chan! I’m starting to get hungry.” Kokichi called out.
“H-Huh?” a blush threatened to make its way to Shuichi’s cheeks. “A-Ah, I’m coming!” Shuichi responded as he headed over to Kokichi, hoping to calm the erratic racing of his heart.
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It was three weeks after their date in Shibuya that Nagito approached them again, asking that they sit at a bench near the art building on campus and talk about Shuichi and Kokichi’s so-called relationship.
“So?” Nagito downed some Dr. Hopper. “Where are the photos?” he asked.
“Right here.” Kokichi replied, handing Nagito his phone.
Nagito took it and began to scroll through his camera roll, observing each and every photo. He would nod his head every once in a while, leading Kokichi to believe that he was slowly but surely becoming convinced.
Yes! If this all goes well, then he’ll finally stop bugging me and then Saihara-chan and I can stop this farce once and for all, he thought to himself.
Suddenly, his heart clenched at the thought of ending things with Shuichi.
Huh?
Wait, wait, wait.
Why did my heart clench like that all of a sudden? It’s not supposed to do that. I’m supposed to be happy that this will all be over! So why am I reacting this way, he asked himself.
Unless...I actually fell in love with him along the way?
Kokichi wanted to slap himself.
No! No, there’s no way that’s possible! Me, falling in love with Saihara-chan even though I explicitly stated that I wouldn’t? That’s impossible, he told himself.
Nagito’s humming was what pulled Kokichi out of his turbulent thoughts as he smiled.
“Your photos certainly give off that lover vibe. Not to mention the shirts that you are wearing today. They’re certainly something a couple would wear. So, I’d say you two have convinced me.” Nagito said.
Kokichi’s eyes sparkled with delight.
“Yes! So, that means—“
“But.” Nagito pressed his lips into a thin line. “There is one thing that sticks out to me so much that I can’t be entirely convinced just yet.” he said.
He looked at Shuichi and Kokichi.
“You two haven’t shared an actual kiss.” he stated.
Kokichi stilled.
An...actual kiss?
He could only stare as Nagito continued.
“I mean, the forehead and cheek kisses are fine, but you’ve never kissed each other on the lips. A couple has had to have kissed each other on the lips by now, yes? So, it seems odd to me that you haven’t shared a real kiss yet.” Nagito explained.
“Well, it’s because we’ve decided to wait until we’re ready—“
“Or it’s because your relationship is fake and you two aren’t actually dating. Besides, why would two people who aren’t interested in each other kiss one another on the mouth?”
Kokichi bit his lip.
Shoot. He got us there, he thought to himself.
He shot Shuichi a look, silently pleading for him to do something.
“It looks like I hit it on the nail. So, was I right?” Nagito asked.
“No. Actually, you’re far from the truth.”
Kokichi looked at Shuichi.
“Shuichi...” he trailed off.
“You want to see a real kiss, right? Well, we’ll show you one.” Shuichi said.
In that moment, Shuichi grabbed Kokichi by the wrist and pulled him towards him, their lips coming together in a kiss. Kokichi immediately stiffened, not sure what he should do now.
Shuichi cupped his cheeks, stroking them gently as if to urge him to kiss back. Kokichi slowly complied, his hands moving to rest on Shuichi’s shoulders as Shuichi continued to kiss him lovingly.
They withdrew after a couple of minutes, panting softly. Then, they turned to see a stunned Nagito.
“Are you convinced now?” Shuichi asked.
“I...well, yes. I am convinced. Your kiss had so much love in it that it was hard to ignore.” Nagito stood. “I’ll leave Kokichi alone from now on. You two take care and be happy.” he said before turning and walking off.
Shuichi sighed in relief.
“Oh, thank god that’s finally over...” he trailed off.
He looked down and realized that Kokichi was still in his arms.
“Ah! I...I’m so sorry!” he quickly pulled away. “I shouldn’t have kissed you so suddenly. I should have asked before I did that—“
“N-No, you don’t need to apologize! It had to be done...” Kokichi trailed off.
Shuichi bit his lip.
“I see...” he trailed off.
“Well...at least it’s finally over.” Kokichi said with a chuckle.
“Yeah.” Shuichi replied.
They both chuckled, but it did nothing to rid them of the awkward atmosphere that hung over their heads.
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A month went by after the kiss. Since then, Kokichi’s thoughts had grown more turbulent and he was confused as to what it is that he felt for Shuichi. Eventually, he had an “oh” moment upon realizing that in the end, he did fall in love with Shuichi during their time together as a fake couple.
Now that he came to this realization, however, that just made things awkward between them. Kokichi didn’t know how to act around his roommate now and every time they would touch on accident, they would pull away as if they had been scorched by fire.
Kokichi contemplated telling Shuichi how he felt, but he feared that Shuichi would accuse him of breaking his own rules and something told him that Shuichi didn’t feel the same way. So, Kokichi decided that it was best to say nothing.
He hoped that that would be enough to keep those feelings at bay.
Kokichi finished up his homework as Shuichi came out of the shower in a simple grey shirt and plaid pajama pants.
“You’re still working on homework?” Shuichi asked.
“No, I just finished.” Kokichi replied.
“I see.” Shuichi said.
Kokichi watched as Shuichi towel-dried his hair, some ends sticking out and his ahoge popping back up. From where he laid, he could smell the faint scent of sandalwood and peppermint. It was Shuichi’s scent and he was in love with it.
If he could, he would bathe in it all day.
He shooed that image out of his mind as Shuichi went to sit on his bed, sighing as he grabbed for his phone and began to scroll through it.
That same awkward silence hung over them. It was so thick that a knife couldn’t slice through it. Kokichi bit his lip, wondering if he should ask something. As he was getting ready to, Shuichi set his phone down and he spoke.
“Okay, we need to talk.” he said.
“About what?” Kokichi asked.
“I’ve been wondering this for a while, but has something been bothering you as of late?” Shuichi inquired.
Kokichi stilled.
Gosh, as expected of a detective in training...he can see right through me, he thought to himself.
“Not really...” Kokichi trailed off.
“So, there is something bothering you, then?” Shuichi asked.
“I...” Kokichi bit his lip.
“There is, huh...do you want to talk about it?” Shuichi asked.
“We can, if you’d like. However, I’m not sure where to begin...” Kokichi trailed off.
“That’s fine. One thing I was wondering was if it has something to do with me.” Shuichi said.
“You?” Kokichi questioned.
“Yeah. You’ve been acting weird around me and so I’m beginning to wonder if it has something to do with me. If so, then I can see if we could do a roommate switch—“
“No! Oh, god no! There’s no need for a roommate switch! It’s just...” Kokichi trailed off.
He bit his lip again.
Should I really say it, he asked himself.
“Saihara-chan...” he trailed off.
“Yes, Ouma-kun?” Shuichi answered.
Oh whatever. I’ll just tell him. Besides, it’s not a good idea to keep these feelings bottled up inside me forever, he told himself.
“Saihara-chan, I...” he let out a shaky sigh. “I’m in love with you.” he said.
“You’re...what?” Shuichi asked, surprise evident in his features.
“I know, it sounds crazy, especially since I said that I wasn’t going to let it happen, but I fell in love with you. I fell hard and now I can’t stop. I love you, Saihara-chan.” he explained.
Shuichi fell silent. Kokichi swallowed, wondering if he should’ve said anything.
He’s not saying anything. Oh god, maybe it wasn’t a good idea for me to tell him, after all, he thought to himself.
“Saihara-chan, forget what I said—“
“I feel the same.”
Kokichi blinked.
“Huh?” he questioned.
“I said that I feel the same. I love you too, Ouma-kun.” Shuichi said.
Kokichi’s heart skipped a beat. His cheeks began to flush red as Shuichi continued.
“I’ve felt this way ever since you kissed me on the cheek in Shibuya. I couldn’t get you out of my head and eventually, I realized that I was in love with you. But, I didn’t say anything because you made it clear that you didn’t want this turning into something more, so hearing you say that you also love me surprised me.” Shuichi explained.
Kokichi saw the blush that began to make its way onto Shuichi’s cheeks and he couldn’t help but giggle.
“That long, huh? It took me until you kissed me in front of Komaeda-chan to realize that I was in love with you. So, I took longer to figure it all out.” he said with a laugh.
“Is that so...” Shuichi trailed off.
He looked at Kokichi.
“Hey, if it’s okay...may I kiss you?” Shuichi asked.
“You don’t even need to ask.” Kokichi replied.
Shuichi stood and headed over to Kokichi’s bed, climbing onto it and cupping Kokichi’s cheek. Then, he closed the distance between them.
The kiss was sweet and gentle, making Kokichi want to melt into it. He kissed back just as gentle as Shuichi did. They pulled away a couple minutes after, pressing their foreheads together.
“I love you, Kokichi.” Shuichi said.
Kokichi smiled.
“I love you too, Shuichi.” he said as they leaned back in for a another kiss that was more gentle than the previous one.
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