A Different Type Of Case

Important Tags (A List)

#Testimonial Evidence -> Random Rambles

#Relevant Evidence -> Writings

#Physical Evidence -> Art (drawings & sketches)

#Documentations -> Answered Asks

#Pancake Detective -> Personal Goro Akechi Tag, usually gushes but can also be random stuff, as long as it's related to Goro.

# 🥞📚 -> Ship Tag, mostly used for Goro & me but it can also be him and my sona

#Dancing Birds & #Lukanjakechi -> Ship tags, used for Goro and my P5 Sona

#The Jonkler -> Akiren / Joker (P5) Tag (Platonic F/O)

Band Of Thieves [Name] -> Other Phantom Thieves Tag (Platonic F/Os)

Tag list may update over time!

A quick reminder as I was asked what my stance on cc x cc is with Goro specifically...

Ah, yeah, it was maybe not too common to hear nor did it happen all too often but yes, even those two butt heads sometimes. It was usually small things, stuff they just couldn’t agree on. That or Ann felt extra stubborn with whatever they had been up to that time. Usually it was about how things were done or Ann having a craving for something extra junk foody which Nagito shut down immediately (something like cup ramen which was apparently ‘more chemicals than actual nutrition’. But that’s besides the point right now). Arguments also sparked when he was giving his usual “I’m beneath you” speech in a sudden moment, usually when he messed up (or so he would claim). Just shows that both of them weren’t always seeing eye–to–eye. It was usually quickly forgotten but sometimes things escalated to the point where both would show another the cold shower and not speak to another for a good while. Today there was one such argument.

The silence inside their shared quarters was agonizing, especially since both were sitting right next to another. The television was right in front of them yet it had been turned off. Not like any of them had paid attention to what was going in there in the first place had one turned it on. Though one could see it in the reflection, how both were sitting there. Ann had been curled up, knees up and holding them with both of their arms, head buried into their thighs. Meanwhile Nagito had sat up, arms crossed and just staring into the reflection directly, brows furrowed. That’s how they were sitting next to another, indirectly looking at each other but not glancing over to the other. It was like a silent battle on who would give in first, too stubborn to even utter a word out loud.

The silence was painful, especially since there were no distractions whatsoever. None of the two had bothered to get up and so they were just sitting there and making things ever more awkward. If they were both actively disrupting their everyday life… Well, something was certainly in the air. Anyone could tell. It was torture in its own right, always has been. Yet it only made the fear increase more and more. Ann had taken note how they started to tremble, needing to hold in their breaths and words. They should say something, anything, they know. Yet their mind just didn’t want to. ‘No, you weren’t in the wrong’, it was screaming at them over and over. But what weren’t they in the wrong about? Hmm… Actually? Full honesty? They didn’t know. They forgot what they had argued about in the first place. The words about the ‘what’ were just gibberish in their memory. They had completely forgotten. And there’s something anybody said when this was the case… 

‘If you have forgotten what it was, then it wasn’t important to begin with.’

That’s the only reason they knew that it was a very petty argument which had just escalated. But it was their weird sense of pride which made them refuse to give in. But they could see from Nagito’s reflection of the television screen that he was not going to give in either. They didn’t know if he remembered what it was yet he was clearly far from pleased as well. Because… Honestly? Usually he was the first and quick to apologize. Him just sitting there and not saying a thing was quite rare. He would have said something by now yet it took him hours this time to even do that. There was one thing they remembered he had thrown right at them during the argument.

“Goddamit Ann! Why are you always such a stubborn moron!? You’re an idiot sometimes!” It wasn’t playful, no, he had said that to them dead serious. And… Yeah, they may have denied it at the moment but he also wasn’t wrong. They had said something out of line. And it cut deep.

Yeah, it couldn’t always be him who was first. They had to bite the bullet here. They knew. And… In the end? They were willing to. They had been uncertain at first, hesitating. Yet they swallowed hard, knowing that staying silent wouldn’t do a damn thing. And so, even if unsure, they leaned a little to the side, enough for their shoulders to touch, a silent way of getting his attention. All while looking at him directly, at his side profile. Yet if they wanted to do this right they had to look at him no matter what. And then the words came out, three simple words. But all said with meaning.

“I’m sorry.”

No response, not verbally and not right away. They saw him flinch, his expression softening a little. He heard it, they knew, but he wasn’t responding. For a second Ann was a little scared, afraid, but then he indirectly assured them by suddenly pulling them closer. He didn’t say anything, not at first, that took a short moment. But his mouth would open eventually. “If you are… Will you stay here with me for a moment?” He asked, though it shouldn’t have been a question, not to them at least. 

Why not? Because they knew. And the answer was quite obvious. If he wanted to be demanding, he could be. They were fine with it, especially now. “Yeah, sure. Of course.” They told him. “I’ll stay for as long as you like.”

They saw a small smile curling up his lips, at least from the side, and then both were silent again. To most it might seem like a weird way to apologize yet it’s just how it went. It was their way. And as long as both understood, that’s all that mattered in the moment. 

Arguing was never pretty. Yet as long as it doesn't drive them apart, they can get through this together… On their own terms.

But bad luck has it that rain started to pour down on said way home. They hadn't even thought of an umbrella, thinking that it would have only gotten in the way. So now they were stuck for who knows how long. They had texted Nagito, or else he would have probably searched for them in a panic. Or would have flipped everything pretty much upside down. 

‘I’ll be home later. It started to rain and I don't feel like getting wet. >.<” ‘

It had gone on for longer than imagined, making them at least slightly annoyed. All they could do was watch and it put them at least slightly at ease. At least the sounds were relaxing them but they didn't want to come home when it was dark. He would probably freak out or something of the kind, commenting how he didn't want to leave them alone ever again. It was the usual reaction to being a little too worried that it got over the top but that's just how things rolled, how he was. And… They would be just as worried probably, so it's not like they could give him a lecture on that. It would feel hypocritical coming from their mouth.

And yet being stuck here was the only option. Sure they could run through the rain but then they’d come home all wet and that was sending an unpleasant shiver down their spine. Nothing in the world could ever make them enter the rain without an umbrella! Nothing! None! Nada! Nuh uh! So what if they were like a stubborn child here!? They had their own limits! But… Coming home way too late… That was–

“Aha! I finally found you!” A voice would echo in their ears. They were a little startled, admittedly, because no one was really close by. At least they hadn't seen anyone passing by nor had heard wet footsteps. So they were scared, even if it was for just a second or two. But when they turned and saw who it was, they were more relieved than anything. “Of course you would go and find shelter. Just like a little cat.”

“Do you have to say that now Nagito!?” Ann asked, being flustered now only a second later. They were probably all flushed too from his sudden comment. “Wait, how did you get here?”

“I was asking where you were stationed for the day and thought that I would eventually bump into you.” He responded calmly, though they could still see amusement grazing his lips. Oh their reaction was probably really funny to him. Dummy. “And I was right. Here you are, watching the rain until it passes. And that's why you're my kitty little cat.” A nickname they could never escape from when it was raining.

All Ann could do besides blushing was roll their eyes. Was he messing with them on purpose!? Actually, scratch that. Yeah, probably. Why wouldn't it be on purpose!? Geez… Although, they finally took a closer look all the same. He wore his usual get up, of course he would, yet his hair was far from neatly put together. He had started wearing a ponytail more often out in public, something he may as well have been encouraged to do. Well, maybe Ann did encourage him too but they kinda liked this look on him, especially when said ponytail was resting on his shoulders. They thought that it looked good if not hot. Ah– It's not as if they had a thing for ponytails or anything! It just so happened to suit him in their opinion! But now? He wasn't having that look, more his usual one he had when both were still high schoolers. So he had been rushing outside, a clear sign. All while holding an umbrella over his head with his prosthetic hand.

“S… So what if I am?” They finally responded, a bit embarrassed. “You know what I think about water against my skin.” Oh if showers weren't an option they would skip those too. But them smelling terrible if they didn't shower was even worse. It was also an uncomfortable feeling.

“Oh, I know.. That's why I came picking you up.”

“You didn't have to you know…”

“True. But I want to.” He chuckled, not leaving any room for further arguments. “Now come on. Let's head home together.”

They had no choice, they knew. Thus they nodded before stepping away from the roofing and right next to their boyfriend, right under the umbrella. They may as well have squeezed themself against him because space was tight. Probably why out of reflex they quickly grabbed his arm, the one which held the umbrella. “Y… Yeah. Thanks.” Even though they should be used to this, they were all bashful in the end.

Sharing an umbrella together like this… Walking together home in the rain… No matter how many times it happens, Ann’s heart would always do several flips inside. Even if they had a hard time showing it sometimes.

Internally he wanted to scold himself for being so careless and a joke of a boyfriend. After all, how hadn't he noticed that his partner was so tired, to the point that they discarded their sleeping habit of lying down and hugging one of their plushies (or Nagito himself but you didn't hear that from him). And all he did was not even slightly taking note of their exhaustion and act accordingly. Oh he was truly the worst. He should be glad that he was blessed with them, that they unconditionally loved him. Of all the people they could have chosen, it was him they picked. Not out of pity either yet that was a fact hard to accept. Yet he came around eventually.

Ah, but if Ann ever heard that or somehow started reading his mind they would just scold him again. They cared too much for their own good. It's not as if he was going to leave them after all. Apparently that wasn't ever the point but still. Whatever, that's not important right now. He was still to blame for his beloved’s current state and their sudden tiredness. And he had to make up for it posthaste! No ifs or buts!

Although… The better question was how he was going to do that. He of course could just try and lift them up and carry them to bed but he probably couldn't handle that. It has nothing to do with Ann being heavy or anything, it was more so on him. Nagito didn't have the best constitution, given every diagnosis under the sun. It is truly because of his stupid luck that he was still alive to begin with. He has been living way past a year. Yet that didn't mean that everything was magically cured. Exhaustion came quickly sometimes and at points he had a harder time lifting things, including his own partner. Ok he could pick them up, just not for too long. Also chores were fine to handle yet he had his limits. 

And besides, seeing them so peaceful like that… It would be a shame to accidentally wake them up. Because what if their eyes flutter open and they look up at him all annoyed and grumpy? Cute, sure, but he’d feel terrible just waking them up like that. It would be unfair and cruel to just rip them out of dreamland, even if he didn't mean to. 

It also meant that he couldn't really move from his position either. He didn't mind playing pillow for his partner, never did, but usually he would have gotten up to at least give them a blanket or something. Even his dark green jacket would do. But if he moved just an inch there would be a risk waking them up. They didn't look cold but it would make this a little cozier. Maybe he was just a little peeved that he couldn't do that now, thus being forced to just sit there. 

Yet it's not as if he was doing nothing right now. In a sense he was probably helping them to sleep comfortably for as long as they wanted or needed to. Ann’s head was resting on his shoulder without a care in the world, not moving an inch. At most they were stirring in place but that's as much as they moved. Their body was slumping a little bit, looking awfully relaxed. But that's a good thing, of course it is! Even he could be useful in such a scenario! So instead of sulking he should see this as another opportunity to help them in some way! Make sure that they are getting more than plenty of rest!

Although, seeing them like that had Nagito yawn too all of a sudden. He hadn't noticed before yet his own eyelids had felt all heavy. He wasn't that exhausted, he couldn't have been! Maybe Ann’s sleepiness was just contagious or something. That could be a reason, yeah… Maybe…

And then another yawn, his head nearly bopping forward before he caught himself halfway through. No, he shouldn't fall asleep like that! He couldn't deny that he was getting a little sleepy too though… 

Maybe for a little bit, at least for as long as Ann was going to rest. And before knowing it Nagito tilted his own head a little sideways, into his partner’s direction and closed his eyes. Yeah, sleeping together like this, even if it was only for a few moments… It's something he wants to eternally indulge in.

Honestly? Knocking was just a habit, a first try and sometimes the novelist would get up to open the door. But mostly? They wouldn’t hear a peep, being such a heavy sleeper and all. What did the lucky student do in that case? Use a handmade lockpick to get in. It worked wonders. The first time he had done so and woke up Ann they were shocked and nearly screamed so loud that other students may have heard. But by now they had gotten used to it. So this was more than fine. Besides, it was an emergency since they had to get ready for class. Otherwise he would show up later, if he knew that they could get up on time by themself.

A few clicks here and there and– Clack! The door shut slightly open. He grabbed the doorknob and shoved it open. “Pardon the intrusion.” He would say though he doubted that they would have heard him anyways. So shoes off, school bag on the ground and he entered the small dorm room of Ann’s by himself. And he looked around. It looked a bit messier than before but not by much. Cleaning the place one day on the weekend had paid off. You see, when he had first entered it, it was quite a sight. There were unpacked boxes and lots of manga on the ground. Not just that but plushies were occupying everything and anything. The only clean corner had been when their little buddy was still with them, getting pretty much a warm blanket to sleep on as well as fresh food and water. A corner all to himself with no worries. And the bathroom just close by. Their own stuff had just been a mess though. 

It took a bit of sorting but if there’s one thing Nagito was good at, it was cleaning. So he made sure to get some space here and it worked. Shelves rearranged, plushies in spaces where they wouldn’t bother or get dirty quickly. Their manga were back on a shelf and sorted by series and volumes. And the stuff in their boxes, mostly clothes, were finally inside their own closet. It wasn’t too much trouble for Nagito. After all, he was good at cleaning so it may as well become of use. It wasn’t the only thing he was helpful for however. Trash like him? Becoming useful to an Ultimate? That was his current purpose, serving in the name of hope itself. So he didn’t mind any of these chores, not even getting up earlier to help this mess of an Ultimate out sometimes.

His gaze soon wandered over, to the one in question and seeing them in bed, lying on their back. In their arms was one of their giant plushies, a round black cat with big, green eyes and they were cuddling it while sleeping like a baby. It was a cute sight, no denying, yet one he had to get rid of immediately. A silent apology before walking over and then softly shaking Ann back and forth inside their bed while saying: “Good morning! It’s time to wake up!”

They groaned a few times, twisting and turning in place yet seeming to come slowly back to the world of the living. “Uhh… Five more minutes…” They grumbled while using one arm to let go of their plush but to swat him away instead. Nagito reacted immediately and grabbed that arm by the wrist, his smile not fading away however. It was enjoyable, yeah, but he couldn’t get distracted now.

“But you have to get ready for class.” He responded to them. His patience wasn’t running thin, why would it? And his voice was awfully soft. He didn’t want to scare them after all.

“Uh… Who cares if… I’m late?” They answered, still half asleep, all grouchy. They weren’t a morning person but that’s fine. He will force them to get up if he has to. … If it comes to that again.

“Miss Yukizome will and then she will chew you out again.”

“It’s not… Against school–”

“Oh, and maybe as punishment I will burn half of your plush collection.” An empty threat from Nagito. He would never dare doing that! At least not to someone like Ann. But it was the only way to make them get up. Drastic times require drastic measures. Maybe he would do it but it never has to come to that. After all, he just had to say it for something to happen.

Because the next thing was that Ann sat up in shock, eyes wide open and their hair messier than usual. The classic case of bed hair. Anyways, as they had quickly sat up he let go of their hand, making them clutch their plush again and lift their head up to look right at him, the gaze mixing with annoyance. “Don’t you dare!” They hissed.

Nagito was unfazed however, not holding back his laughter. “Aha! Now you’re finally awake!”

“Wha– No fair! Think of something different to say when waking me up.”

“But it works, doesn’t it? You’re wide awake now.” And this face of theirs was adorable too. It took everything for him to not pet their head or something like that. It was just too hard to resist.

“Because— Ugh, whatever… Do I have to get up?” Grouchy Ann pouted before letting out a sudden yawn, then rubbing one of their eyes. “It’s fine if I skip one class. I’ll just ask Luka for–”

“No can do.” He interrupted them before suddenly yanking the blanket away, knowing fully well that he was stealing the warmth for them. Just in case they were trying to get comfortable again. “Now c’mon, get ready. I’ll prepare breakfast as usual.”

They looked at him, right to the side, a bit uneasy. “Again? You do it every morning… You really shouldn’t.”

“Haha, I don’t mind doing it though.”

“I can quickly boil cup noodles. You shouldn’t bother.”

“You’d eat three a day if I didn’t, so not happening. Besides, I don’t mind if it’s helping someone with hope in their grasp.”

Ann rolled their eyes. “This again. That’s not making me feel any better. What are you? My butler?”

“I wouldn’t mind.”

“Wha–”

“Now go on, get dressed. Hop hop.”

They may say that yet he really didn’t mind at all. Mostly because yeah he was just doing things to be useful. But it was also fun to have an excuse to spend time with Ann. Maybe it’s a mixture of both. And if he was making himself useful, being a little selfish here wasn’t a bad thing.

Shuichi Saihara: “If you sleep here you might get hurt. Let’s get you somewhere else, a–”

???: “Ricchan! Why are you sleeping here again!? I said–”

Shuichi Saihara: “Huh? Anja?”

Anja Schneewolf: “Eh? Shuichi? What a surprise! Please tell me that Ricchan–”

Yet they then take a closer look, at first in disbelief before chuckling with a light smile. 

Anja Schneewolf: “Seems like you already found Ricchan. Good good~”

Shuichi Saihara: “Was he missing or something?”

Anja Schneewolf: “No. People just said that they were tripping over him. Well, the first person who told me was the lying crybaby so I wasn’t believing it at first. However, when more people came… Guess that wasn’t a lie after all.”

Lying cry– Oh… Oh, yeah… 

Anja Schneewolf: “Claiming that it was on purpose though, the nerve… Hope he got hurt real bad when tripping. It’s unforgivable, Ricchan wouldn’t hurt anyone on purpose unless they deserved it! Then again, someone badmouthing a cat does deserve it!”

Shuichi Saihara: “Calm down Anja, don’t let it get to you. That’s probably just playing into it.”

Anja Schneewolf: “You’re right, sorry…”

They then smile again however, stepping closer.

Anja Schneewolf: “But look at that, Ricchan allowed you to pick him up while sleeping~”

Shuichi Saihara: “Allow?”

Anja Schneewolf: “Yes. He usually won’t let anyone do that, not even me.”

Shuichi Saihara: “What… Does usually happen if anyone tries?”

Anja Schneewolf: “He scratches them so much that they have to see a doctor. Nothing much.”

Nothing much!? That sounds like a lot…

Shuichi Saihara: “That’s…”

Anja Schneewolf: “But he lets you. That means he must trust you a lot. And cats only trust good hearted people~”

Shuichi Saihara: “That’s a bit much, don’t you think?”

Anja Schneewolf: “Oh shush! Cats got a sixth sense for that! They know a lot more than you think! They’re very observant! And Ricchan knows too! So you must be a very good person~”

This is really a lot to hear, too much even. 

Shuichi Saihara: “I’m sure that’s just a coincidence.”

Anja Schneewolf: “Coincidence? Geesh, not even believing a word Ricchan is saying!”

Shuichi Saihara: “But he’s not saying anything!”

Anja Schneewolf: “...”

They are suddenly pouting.

Anja Schneewolf: “I’ll convince you one way or another. But for now, please help me get Ricchan to a save sleeping spot, alright? Please?”

Shuichi looks down onto the cat in his arms. Well, if what Anja said is true then…

Shuichi Saihara: “Alright. Where did you have in mind?”

Anja Schneewolf: “Hehe, follow me. It’s not far away~”

And that’s how the two are heading to another place for Ricchan to sleep at. Cats can sense how ‘good’ someone is though… Huh… No, it really is a coincidence. Probably… Yeah, just some coincidence. Nothing more.

Firstly, the puffy cheeks. It was sometimes so easy to get under Ann’s skin and make them look like a hamster. Making them pout was certainly an experience, one he could hardly pass up on. He never imagined himself to be the type to enjoy teasing someone. After all, was trash like him even allowed to overstep his boundaries like this? No, probably not. Yet they let him get away with it the first time he tried, when they were encouraging him to be ‘a little more selfish’. Honestly? That was by accident yet he wasn’t really growing tired of it. In fact he loved their reactions so he couldn’t really get a hold of himself. Whenever he started, he had a harder time stopping. All because they would puff up, making their cheeks fill with air and extra pokeable. 

Next were their flustered reactions. Always so uncertain, trying to lie. Ann was already a terrible liar on their own, at least when it came to people who really knew them, who they trusted. But witnessing their absolute denial was just such a sight. They fumbled their words, trying not to squeak or scream, holding back their blushing… It was entertainment in its own right, even better than any show or movie could give him. He just wanted to pinch them and talk to them in such a high pitched voice that it would become beyond embarrassing for them. Such a flustered mess, trying to keep a cool head but being unable to, only to end up huffing and telling him to ‘fuck off’. Ah yes, he should. He knew that, he was just trash in comparison after all. But on the other hand he had permission to ‘be selfish’, and the selfish part of this waste of oxygen said that he wanted to stay around them and just help himself to this sight. They didn’t mean it anyway, he knew. They always assured him afterwards too. It was all the heat in the moment. Call it twisted but he loved this type of banter with them. 

Lastly, despite their grumpiness Ann remained a big sofite. Even when they were a little peeved at Nagito they were remaining a little clingy, grabbing him and not letting him go in some shape or form. Even in a bad mood they just wanted him to be close, stay with him. It made him feel many things, one of those was being wanted. Someone wanted him around, even in a time like this. And he was living for it. How could he even resist? No matter what they basically advocated for him to be there. And it would always stir something, anything. 

And that was what was happening right now inside their own quarters. Nagito thought of it, being a bit of a pest, in a playful way of course. He said something to get a bit under Ann’s skin again. Nothing hurtful of course, or so he assumed, he was at least trying to not cross their boundaries. It was just a comment on them stuffing their face with chips and how their cheeks looked. They swallowed and stared at him with an ever so sharp gaze, the crumps all over their cheeks. He had just swiped some away with his thumb, commenting just how cute it was with his usual smile to ease the mood. Yet it did anything but, they still remained grumpy and silent. But it was just so cute. He didn’t even say anything for a moment, only staring at them in awe while sitting right across from them at the table. 

It was them who had broken the rather long silence between the couple. “Are you done mocking me?” They asked him with a pout.

“Me? Mocking you? Haha, I’d never.” He responded with a laugh and that was the truth. He could never mock them, not seriously at least. He didn’t have the heart for it, nor the energy… Nor the will of doing so. “I’m just thinking ‘why must they be so cute?’” To follow it up he pinched one of their cheeks playfully, making them squirm until he let go. “See?”

“Ah– That’s not funny and basically what I’ve been saying!” Ann protested, groaning right after. “You’re mean sometimes.”

“Aww, is my little Ann angry? Do they want a hug?”

“Don’t start that now!”

“Alright, alright. I’ll leave you to–” Yet just as he was about to pretend to leave he felt one of their hands tugging on one of his sleeves, as expected. Too cute for their own good…

“Who said you could leave?” They huffed, then let out a ‘hmph’ at the end of their sentence.

And all it did was make him grin like an idiot. The grumpiest Ultimate on earth, that’s how Ann was sometimes, but he wasn’t going to complain. In fact he always welcomed it. Even if people would declare him as a weirdo, he didn’t mind. As long as it was something mutual between them, who was allowed to judge it? “Yes Master. Your worthless servant will stay with you until you give him the permission to leave.” He teased, or at least had a teasing undertone at that point. Years ago he may have said it with 100% seriousness… Now it was only 50% serious.

“D… Don’t talk like that! We’ve been over this! Geez… Don’t make me give you another lecture.” And all Nagito did in the end was hum as a response. If this was how being loved by someone felt like… He was very lucky to have found it. And he couldn’t get any luckier than that.