Non Despair AU

3rd Person Perspective

It was right after school, and Shuichi Saihara was making his way to the library. Being a detective in training and a bookworm, this was a regular thing for him to do. He even made friends with the librarian because of how often he would come to read there. It was like a second home to him.

Once Shuichi arrived, he opened the double doors and was immediately met with the smell of dusty books and old leather he had learned to love.

He gave a small smile and wave to the librarian who was working at the front desk. She flashed a bright smile to Shuichi before going back to her work.

Shuichi walked to his usual reading spot in the corner and set his stuff down. He roamed the long and wooden shelves, quitely searching for a new novel or short book to pass his time with.

After spotting a book, Shuichi returned to his small spot in the corner, but not before noticing a certain Supreme Leader walk through the library's entrance with his usual bright smile. But this one seemed brighter than the one he's seen with at their school.

Shuichi thought this was strange. Seeing as he'd never seen the boy in the library before, or has even been seen with any interest in books in the first place. But Shuichi just shrugged it off and returned to his previous actions.

He looked at the hard cover in excitement. It was a mystery novel Shuichi had not read before, but it was written by one of his favorite writers so he new he would enjoy this.

Shuichi opened the book and immediately started reading. Not even noticing the blush on his cheeks caused by the boy he had previously witnessed.

Sure, they go to the same school, but Kokichi was pretty popular because of his energetic personality, despite his rude attitude, so Shuichi had conversed with him only a few times.

But even if they had engaged in interaction just a few times, it was enough for Shuichi to develop romantic feelings for the adorable dictator.

He loved everything about the liar. Maybe it was because of the flirting or teasing, but Kokichi Oma had fully captured his emo and shy heart. Despite being annoying at times and a pain in the ass, the purple haired boy had some real charm. The leader was a mystery just waiting to be solved. His cute face, his adorable giggle, and his child like personality, had completely stolen Shuichi's heart and made him experience a new feeling. But since he was a popular boy, Kokichi surely didn't notice or had the time to talk to the detective. The times where they did talk to one another was usually because of Shuichi accidentally bumping into the leader and as repayment, he was to hang out with Kokichi for a small bit. But even then, Shuichi couldn't be more happy when he was with the liar.

Shuichi was so lost in thought that he hadn't noticed he had stopped reading and was simply staring at the page he was previously focusing his attention on.

He even got SO lost in thought that he didn't even see the beautiful boy approach him until he was waving his hand in Shuichi's face to gain his attention.

"Shuichiiii!" Kokichi childishly whined.

Shuichi snapped out of his thoughts and apologized, "Ah Kokichi! I-I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention!"

The dictator playfully gasped and spoke with the clear intention of making the other feel bad,
"Am I not important enough that Shuichi didn't even notice me!? How mean!!" He cried.

Enough though Shuichi knew those tears were fake, he still felt bad, much to the leader's intent, "No no! Not at all! I was just thinking! I'm sorry, Kokichi."

"Nee-heehee! I know, silly! What were you thinking about to rack your brain that hard?"

Kokichi gasps once again in a child like manor, "Was it mee!?"

"Y-yeah..."

Shuichi didn't realize what he had just said until he noticed the leader go silent with a shocked and slightly amused face.

"I-I'm s-so sorry Kokichi! I didn't mean to say that! Sorry." Shuichi blushed tremendously.

Kokichi looked in Shuichi's eyes. He was looking for something, but there was no trace of it. He smiled and reached into his bag and pulled out a small red box.

"Hey, Shuichi, wanna play the pocky game?" He asked, holding up the box.

"P-pocky game? What's that?" Shuichi questioned, while trying to reduce his blush.

"It's a game! We have to put our lips on either side of a pocket stick, then bite it. First to pull away losses!" Kokichi explained, pulling a chocolate bread stick out of the pack and placing it between his lips.

Shuichi has hesitent and nervous to say the least, but he wasn't out to pace up this chance.

The detective placed his lips around the other end of the chocolate stick. Kokichi was the first to bite, with Shuichi slowly biting his side of the candy.

Shuichi already new what he wanted. He wanted to kiss the beautiful liar. But what was Kokichi's objective in all this? What was he to gain?

Was this just a prank to him? Did he do this to get more teasing material? Was he counting on Shuichi to pull away at the last second then tease him about it?

Well whatever the reason was, Shuichi wasn't going to let Kokichi win.

Using the most amount of confidence Shuichi could gather, he bit the last piece of the chocolately stick, connecting his lips to the leader's soft ones in a gentle kiss.

If this was all a game, Shuichi didn't want to loose. He forced himself not to pull away and just stay put, awaiting Kokichi's response to the situation.

Kokichi saw Shuichi's tightly closed eyes and pale face completely being enclosed in blush. He felt his own face heat up and kissed back gently and witnessing the detective open his eyes in shock.

The supreme leader let the kiss linger for a few more moments before pulling away. They both took a minute to comprehend what had just happened. Shuichi was the first to break their silence with a small smirk.

"I win." He said softly.

Kokichi blushed and tried to distract Shuichi from his red face with another kiss, and wanting another taste.

Soft lips meet each other once again in a gentle embrace. Both tried to regain their confidence, but on the inside they were screaming and squealing in joy.

Kokichi let out a small sigh of bliss and rapped his arms around Shuichi's neck in a gentle and loving manner while letting his eyes flutter shut.

Shuichi returned the favor by placing one hand on the leader's cheek and the other one his side.

The kiss lasted longer than the other, and both boys were in a state of pure bliss and love. When they pulled away for air they stared into each others eyes, and admired them.

Kokichi interrupted their peaceful silence by placing his hand into the other's and intertwined their fingers.

He gave a gentle smile and spoke softly, "I love you, Shuichi. You captured my heart long ago when you accidentally bumped me causing me fall down the stairs."

Kokichi chuckled at the memory he brought up and continued, "Every interaction we had with each other made my heart pound. And your cute smile and nervous laughter made my heart flutter. I wish to be your boyfriend, Shuichi. If you'll accept my confession that is."

Shuichi was flabbergasted. Kokichi Oma; the popular boy of the school, the one who let down every confession given to him, the one who toyed and teased people, the one who his friends warned him not to engage with, loved him as much as he did.

He loved Shuichi Saihara; a seemingly nobody detective who wouldn't talk to many, and would spend his time reading, was loved by Kokichi.

Shuichi was so happy, he almost forgot to respond. Pushing away the awkwardness and hot feeling on his face, he lightly squeezed the hand that was placed in his and was awaiting an answer from him.

"I accept your confession, Kokichi. Because...I love you too. I have for a long time. And I would love nothing more than to be yours, and have you been mine."

Kokichi smiled wide in happiness. His beloved was finally his, and he was his beloved.

They sealed their new found relationship with a kiss and a promise. A promise in the form of a love filled kiss. A promise to love, care, and cherish one another no matter what other people would say, for as long as they live.

A love that will never be broken nor let fade, no matter what.

And to think that this beautiful love started, because of a single stick of pocky.

1498 words. I hope you liked this! I loved writing it! Thank you for reading <3

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