A note from your lovely author; this is a special request from one of my best friends, Peenerf , who came out as trans about a year ago <3 ever since he got into danganronpa, he's been b e g g I n g for me to write this, so I finally will lmao. also, im very sorry if this is too out of the box, since some of you might find this kind of weird and not to your liking. please understand qwq

warnings; sexual topics about sexuality, masturbation (hardly), private parts (hardly), and  just a whole buncho confused gonta sksk

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yesterday, you told everyone your biggest secret. whether you liked it or not. you'd like to explain the events of yesterday but... maybe later. now, every time you would go out into the dining hall or just out in general, you would get the most disturbing looks. but there was one person who gave you more of a curious look, gonta gokuhara. 

the gentle giant would always ask you questions, but he could hardly speak without stuttering every word that came out of him mouth. it was kind of cute, but awkward at the same time. but today, he seemed a bit different, and it was for the better. 

while you were in the cafeteria, you noticed a shadow looming over you. looking to your side, there he was, the gentle giant, gonta gokuhara himself. "oh! hello (y/n), gonta hope he is not disturbing you!" he greeted you in a sing songy voice.

flashing a smile to gonta, you put down you cup and turned to him. "good morning gonta! was there something you needed?" you asked, voice bright and cheery. he glanced sideways a bit, almost as if he was avoiding your gaze. "is something wrong...?"

"n-no, nothing wrong!" gonta perked up, waving his hands in a reassuring manner. "gonta just wanted to ask you- well, not just gonta, everyone sent gonta to ask you questions." his smile was warm and comforting, but you could feel the nervousness rise up in his words. 

you knew this was going to come sooner or later. with a sigh, you flashed gonta a smile and asked him to sit down, which he did. "so, your everyone's little messenger boy, huh? not even shuichi had the balls to come and ask me himself, how odd. well gonta, i'll answer any question you have, if the catagory is what i think it is."

gonta nodded, pulling out a paper as he puffed his cheeks out and adjusted his glasses. "everyone wrote questions on piece of paper for gonta to ask you, it's not too long but it also isn't short-" he began, laying the paper on the table as he began to fumble his fingers. "ready?"

you gave him a small smirk, wondering what exactly the others had wanted to know. "yea, sure, whatever. you got a pencil?" after gonta gave you a sharp nod, you sat up and put your hands on your lap, awaiting the first question.

"okay, so, first question was asked by kaede! kaede wrote down.... uh...." he squinted at the papers and held it real close to his face, an then jumped back with a big smile on his face. "it says, 'what are your preferred pronouns?'' he looked at you and awaited your answer.

"oh, that one is easy. he/him pronou-" you stopped and looked at gonta. "what are you doing...?" you asked, leaning over to see. 

"gonta can't remember everything said, so gonta write it down so everyone can read it and get their own answers~!" gonta chimed in with his sickly sweet sing songy voice, making you smile brightly.

"yea, that makes sense. carry on, gonta!" you crossed your arms and leaned back as he readied the next question. 

"this next question was asked by kokichi, and it reads.... 'do you have a d-" he stopped, face beginning to heat up. he dropped the paper and covered his hands with his face. "gonta is n o t saying that to a la- i mean... f-fellow gentleman." 

you cocked your head, a bit curious what was written on the paper. you also appreciated the fact that he fixed his mistake of calling you a lady, you couldn't help but admire his dedication. "come on, you can tell me gonta-" you mumbled, trying to comfort him.

"g-gonta prefer not... you can look at it..." he lifted his head a small bit, and you could see that his face was blushing mad. with a nod, you grabbed the paper and began to read out loud the question. "do you have a dick? oh ha ha, very funny of kokichi." you groaned, grabbing the pencil that gonta left on the table, writing out a response by the side. it wrote out, 'haha, fuck you. no i dont, im a pre op.' you smirked, and tossed the paper back to gonta. he lifted up his head slighty and began to read the paper, and then gave you a annoyed look.

"are you sure kokichi will like this response...?" he mumbled, sitting up and scooting his chair closer to the table.

you scoffed, giving him a comforting look. "does it look like i care what kokichi thinks...?"

"gonta would say no..."

"then your right~!" you flashed gonta a kind smile, in which he returned. "i only answered that one question and didn't get a peek at the others. mind continuing going down the list?" you asked, hands laying on the table calmly. for some reason, you found enjoyment hanging out with gonta. not only was he kind and respected you, his dorky and innocent side made your heart aflutter. but this was just a harmless crush, right...?

for the next 15 minutes, you and gonta continued to answer questions that were written on the paper. some, such as miu's and kokichi's constant questions about your private parts and 'how do you please yourself?' made you bust out in laughter while gonta was left in a confused state. but some questions, such as korekiyo's 'what made you choose to be the opposite gender' kind of made you think for a bit, writing a decently long paragraph about your reason, digging up a few old memories while doing so. you couldn't not help but love your friends, even if they were creepy and psychotic. 

when you finally answered the last question, you felt a wave of relief flush over you. "my god, that had to be like,,,, what,,,, 15 questions?" you exclaimed, leaning back in your chair.

gonta let out a hardy chuckle and looked back over the paper. "actually, there were 30 questions. close though!" he pushed his glasses up a bit and sighed, a noticeable blush crept up on his face. "there is one last question... gonta didn't write it down because gonta didn't want the others to see..."

curious, you cocked your head and leaned in closer. "what is it? i'll try my best to answer truthfully~!" you announced with a voice filled with pride, eyes gleaming in determination to show gonta you were ready.

 he looked at you admiringly and shook a small bit. clearing his throat, gonta mumbled something just in hearing rang. "even though you are a boy now... gonta wonders if you still like boys..." the taller boy looked away in embarrassment, his pale skin quickly growing to be a shade of cherry red.

"w-why are you so red gonta...?" you asked, chuckling nervously. gonta's eyes were squeezed shut, as if the question affected him directly. thinking about the question, some points piled up in your mind. what exactly do you like? that question began to float around your head. you had a crush on multiple girls once, but you also found some boys to be quite attractive. so did that make you bisexual? pansexual? it was all too confusing, and to rub more salt into the wound, you knew gonta wouldn't understand those kinds of words anyway. "well, what if i told you that i like both boys and girls, does that answer your question?" you gave gonta a soft smile, hoping h felt atleast a small bit reassured. but he must have felt more than that.

gonta almost seemed startled after you spoke. he suddenly sat up, eyes bright and cheerful/ "d-does that mean (y/n) might fall in love with gonta, if gonta work hard enough??" he exclaimed, grabbing your hand and holding it with one of his. surprisingly, you were okay with this.

with a flustered face, you looked to the side nervously, clenching your free hand. gonta closed his mouth and loosened his grip, understanding that he must have stepped out of line. "g-gonta is sorry, that was very ungentlemanly to do..." he whimpered, looking down in shame. 

"no no! gonta its fine, it just took me by surprise, its fine, i promise." you grabbed gonta's hand a bit tight and cocked your head in a friendly was. "okay?"

gonta nodded, tightening his grip by only a little though. "but does that mean that (y/n) can love gonta?" he asked curiously. you could see the bright gleams of joy sprouting from his eyes, expecting to get the answer that he wished for. but sometimes, things just didn't work out that way,

but today, they did.

you now understood why gonta asked such a odd question in private. he had liked you, out of all people. and you had to admit that he was also very sweet and charming, totally someone that you would want on your side. "gonta, i think i like you." you mumbled, gazing into his cloudy eyes, wondering where he was drifting off to.

blinking his drying eyes, gonta pushed up the glasses and almost seemed a bit surprised by that answer. "gonta like (y/n) as well, even though (y/n) like gonta only as friend..." he gulped, feeling the weight that his hands carried also droop down.

"no gonta, i mean,,, i think i love you. you treat me with respect, make me happy, your the perfect boyfriend, you know?" with a smile, you leaned in to give gonta a small peck on the cheek, feeling the heat radiate off of his skin. you let out a small giggle, seeing his face become a deeper shade of red.

he blinked a few more times before a large grin grew on his face. "of course! gonta loves (y/n)!" he yelped. gonta then jumped up and shouted, "gonta loves (y/n)!" you couldn't help but admire his childish personality, even though he proclaimed to work hard to be the ultimate gentleman. 

"shush gonta, do you want everyone to know?"

"yes, in matter of fact, gonta is going to tell everyone that gonta loves you!" 

after a few seconds of thinking, you felt pleased that someone here had found to love your differences. that what made you, you. giving gonta a thumbs up and a toothy grin, you grabbed the paper from the table and said, "while we go tell everyone about your undying love to me, why don't we turn in the questions as well, hm?" gonta carefully took the paper out of your hands and nodded, gripping it as he looked out to see if he could find anyone. 

to our luck, there the ultimate pianist herself, kaede akamatsu, was. she was just standing there, looking all innocent until you noticed gonta quickly walking over to kaede and flailing his arms. oh boy. this is gonna be a mess that you never wanna get out of.

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mhm~!! how fun!! also, sooner or later, i'll make an update on the story, cause there is something i soon need to address. i'll probably make it tomorrow, but for now on, everyone, please wait for the next fic~! im sorry i havent been getting this out as fast as i wanted to, but i promise, things will get back to normal hehe-