"Aha! There you are!" After some searching, Shuichi had spotted Kokichi up ahead, which made him quickly jog over to him to catch up. "I was wondered where you had scrambled off to... but first, let me thank you for the macaroons, K... K-Kokichi..." He mumbled his name more softly, hoping it was okay to say it again... "They were very good, and I loved how you matched my colors. And nice 'calling card' you had left, too, by the way. Cute little doodle, too. Heh heh heh." It was still on his table, too, as he's definitely keeping it. Shyly, he takes a moment to step much closer to Kokichi, so that he can wrap his arms around him in a soft, but firm hug. A dark blush already dusts his cheeks, giving him a squeeze as he softly mumbles: "B-But anyways, um... thank you again for the macaroons, Kokichi... it was such a sweet present, that made me so happy to receive from you." Before he can feel his heart race even more, he eventually lets go of him after few moments. "A-A-And now um: your gifts!!" Scrambling, he takes out the two gift boxes from the bag he held around his wrist, holding them out to him. "H-Here you go!!"
It was one medium-sized one, and one smaller one. The medium-sized one was wrapped with a purple ribbon, while the other was wrapped with a white one. "I made a dessert for you in the bigger box... a-and then something else in the smaller one. I hope you will like them, a-and that they can be as nice of gifts to you as yours was for me... !"
Inside the medium one was a set of daifuku, in a variety of flavors like strawberry, chocolate, and matcha. "I ah, thought you might like these! Daifuku... at least, I hope you will enjoy them!"
And then when Kokichi begins opening the smaller present, Shuichi shyly bounces on his heels, hoping he'll love what he made him. Inside was a purple-and-black checkerboard patterned bracelet, made out of a soft material. Then attached to the bracelet, were two purple-and-white dice block charms. As he lets Kokichi examine it, Shuichi quietly speaks. "I-I ah... made you this bracelet... and I wanted to make it with your colors, too, to make it extra like you did for the macaroons. H-Hehe... I haven't really made bracelets that often myself before, so I hope it looks nice... u-um if you want: here, let me... " If Kokichi will allow him, then Shuichi would proceed to help wrap the bracelet around his wrist.
"There we go... ohhh.... " Seeing how nice it looked on him, made a soft smile appear on his face, giving an approving nod. "I think it looks nice on you... I hope you think so, too. And that... I was able to make your day with these gifts. Like you did for me. B-But.. umm... o-one more thing." A-A... surprise third 'gift'!" He exhales shakily. Just the thought of what he is about to do his making his heart bounce around in his chest, hoping it wouldn't be too much, but... he slowly moves closer to Kokichi. He pauses out of hesitation for a moment... but finally decides to just go for it, and, as he leaned his face closer to Kokichi's cheek... places a soft kiss to it. Then whispers:
"... Happy White Day, Kokichi. H-Hehehe... " Then raises his head up... before lowering his now much redder face, not believing he was actually able to do that. But he hopes it will make Kokichi happy: that everything he gave him did. (HEHE, SHUMAI'S TURN TO SPOIL HIM, NOW... HAPPY WHITE DAY~! ๐๐ฒ)
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ฒ๐. ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐๐ฅ, ๐จ๐๐๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐ฏ๐, ๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ฒ๐.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ ๐จ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐-๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
? ๐ต๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ? โ Why does Shuichi have to go all out like this? EVERY. SINGLE. TIME! Just look at all this stuff! And just for him? Grrrrr... Why does it feel like he lost? A Supreme Leader of evil losing?! It makes him so mad in the best way! This is exactly how a Supreme Leader should be treated and it's melting his evil ( ? ) spoiled heart! The way Kokichi's eyes that looked like the dark purple night sky now lights up with tiny little stars when opening up what he received. When he got to the bracelet present, it was revealed that it's actually handmade. ๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐๐ญ ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฎ๐๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ก๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ก๐ข ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Oh, but what REALLY got his heart to be a screeching tire was how Shuichi's face was closing the distance between them. Time stood impossibly still, as he was captivated by the sunlight dancing on Shuichi's lips drifting ever closer. For a second, he thought he was going for the lips, but it was quite an innocent kiss to the cheek. For a moment, Kokichi looked as if he's downloading new instructions from the mothership, until finally mustering all of his remaining strength to give a reaction befitting for dramatics. His hands cupping blushing cheeks as he shakes his head in protest. โ ๐ฒ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ! ๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ! ๐ฐโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ! โ He exclaims in the most uwu moe-esque way possible. Those helpless tearful eyes are killers!
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Wait. He just remembered he called him by his first name again. Does this mean they're on a first name basis now? That's so cute it could make him throw up! โ ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ? ๐ด๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ผ๐๐๐๐ ! ๐ฎ๐๐๐ ! โ Aaaannnnd the moe act is gone now. We're back with our regular-scheduled program of teasing gremlin. โ ๐ป๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐. โ Of course he has to demonstrate a kissy face, fish-like lips puckering up, and making kissy noises.ย โ ๐ช๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ~ โ Does Shuichi regret giving this noisy fruitcake presents now?
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย After the short bully had his fill of laughing at his own ( clearly exaggerated ) reenactment, in one swift motion that if you blinked you'd miss him moving, crescent lips were suddenly inches away from Shuichi's lips as he stood on his tippy toes; ๐ฐ๐๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐ซ๐ข๐ง ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ก๐โ๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐ง ๐ญ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ญ. It's pay back for making him think Shuichi was about to kiss him on the lips; even if unintentional. Optic hues, intermediate between red and blue, were clouded with stormy desire. Dark and inviting. โ ๐ถ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐-๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ~ ๐ฏ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ! ๐พ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐
๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ? ๐ช๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐-๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ? โ His whispering voice was like the snake in the garden; tempting the detective to taste some wickedly sweet forbidden fruit.