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Your eyes grow wide when you see whom you're assigned a room with.

"Ooo Good luck, Bestie" Akane pats you on the shoulder after reading the name.

Gundham Tanaka, what a name. Perfect for his intimidating nature.

You didn't have a problem with him in particular but you had the feeling he wasn't too fond of you.

His stare was always cold, it was hard to tell what thought was going through his head. He was big and shadowed over you by a good five inches.

You two never talked. You were afraid he would snap your neck in half if you step within ten feet of him. So you kept your distance.

Then you thought, why were you being paired with a male?

As you looked around the lobby you noticed that everyone else was paired with the same gender.

"Wait how come I'm paired with a guy?" You asked.

"Well you see Y/n because of the off ratio of guys to girls due to Nagito's suspension, this is just how things fell."

Damn Nagito, even causing mayhem miles away.

However, you swallow your nerves and confront him.

"Hey, so we're roommates I guess" your voice was a quivering mess, very smooth y/n.

He looks down at you his nonexistent eyebrows scrunched together as his lips turn into a sour snarl.

You felt a wave of fear travel through your system. A deadpan smile plastered on your face as you were afraid to make any other expression.

What did you do for him to hate you this much?

In reality, that was far from the truth. In fact, the other way around. Gundham was somewhat afraid of you.

You were absolutely gorgeous to him. What started as a desire to become friends with you grew into a raging lust. One he was ashamed of.

He didn't want to objectify you in this way but he couldn't remove his eyes from your curves, your dreamy eyes, your thick curly hair. Everything about you was stunning. He'd never felt so strongly for anyone like he does for you.

He was too scared to talk to you, worried he would ruin any chance.

"It seems so" he turns away from you pulling his scarf over his face to hide the blush rising in his cheeks.

You spare him a smile, and twist the room key in your fingers to show him you have it.

He follows you to the elevator offering to take your bags which was sweet.

"202" you mumble out loud. The room number.

"Guess we can find dinner once we settle in" he didn't respond to you.

You turn around to look at him. He was staring at the wall face again looking annoyed.

You frown and turn back to face the door.

In actuality, he was hard staring at your ass. He couldn't help it. It was just so plump. Your leggings framed it so well. The way it jiggled while you walk was hypnotizing.

He wondered if that's how it would move when continuously slammed against his pelvis as he fucked you to oblivion.

When he noticed you turning around he immediately looked away, cursing himself for the explicit thought.

He would never act on these actions but, he couldn't stop imagining them which he felt was just as worse.

You two make it to the room. Luckily it had two beds, with a few feet in between them.

You took the bed closer to the door as Gundham took the one further into the room.

- Hours had passed since you two had settled in.

Your soft snores carried to his ears as you slept peacefully. They weren't loud but it was so quiet in the room it was the only thing audible other than the air conditioning.

He was still awake at the late hour of 2 A.M. thinking about how fine you looked in your selected sleepwear.

The t-shirt two times your size rode up your stomach showing off your pajama shorts.

Not the sexiest thing in the world, but exposing just enough to get his mind wondering.

He forced himself to look away, keep any innocence he had left if any.

Your bed creaked. He assumed it was you turning again in your sleep. Then, he felt the mattress dip behind him.

Quickly, he turned around to see one of your knees on the bed.

Your eyes remained closed suggesting you were still asleep.

Gundham's eyes grew wide as he watched your body begin to climb onto his bed.

Then, you fell over his lap still fast asleep.

He went tense, he wasn't sure what to do.  He didn't expect you to be a sleepwalker and wasn't sure how to approach it.

Should he leave you there? Take you back to your bed?

Waking you from your peaceful state was the last thing he wanted so, he gently pushes you off of him to the side.

Face now burning with the thought of you in his bed, he tries to go to sleep but couldn't. Instead, all he could do was focus on your breathing which began to pick up by the second.

He looks down at you, your face scrunched together. Were you having a nightmare or something?

But then, your hand came in contact with his chest. He felt sparks burst from that spot.

You had never touched him before but damn, was it everything he ever wanted. Your hand was so tiny compared to his.

The small grip you had on his tank was adorable.

Your face had somehow nuzzled its way into the crook of his neck.

Your breath hitches causing the hot air to tickle his skin.

He was stiff. He wanted to jerk away from you but also wanted you close to him.

His hands hovered over your back, afraid to touch you.

Then he felt the gentle graze of your lips as you began to kiss his neck.

His body began to burn as well as a heat in his pants as you left love marks down his jaw.

Your hand traveled down his torso. His breathing picked up as you got closer to his core.

"Y/n?" His voice croaked as he confirmed if you were actually asleep.

Your lack of an answer made him think so.

He didn't know which he'd rather more. Though he wasn't performing the actions, he felt just as guilty for letting you subconsciously continue.

But how often does this opportunity present itself? Here he was getting the touch he's desired so much from you.

"Mm" a soft moan drips from your lips.

His erection presses harder against his sweats as they grow tighter.

Your leg stretches over him keeping him pinned down under you.

Your hand finally reached his clothed dick giving it gentle strokes.

"Shit." He muttered through gritted teeth.

The bed began to rock as you thrust your hips against his side.

Gundham was in shock. Like what was even happening right now?

You, one of if not the prettiest girl he's ever seen was here in his bed rubbing and grinding against him. It felt like something straight out of a dream.

"Ahh ah" Your moans grow louder in his ear as you rocked more vigorously.

Sweat rolled down his face as the pleasure of it all began creeping up.

Then you shifted again. This time you sat fully on top of him, on top of his dick. Still clothed, but he was praying that he could take his pants off.

"Baby~" your soft voice forced itself out of those pretty lips that were trying to stay together. Your hands pressed down hard on his chest. Your nails were nearly piercing his skin.

He couldn't hold it in any longer. Gundham carefully allowed his fingers to wrap around your hips.

You reacted with a breathless moan. Your head was thrown back. A pretty, almost sexy smile was present on your face as your mouth hung slightly open.

Your arms came around his neck pulling you closer to him. His teeth bit into your shoulder.

"Yes~" your voice airy and thrusts pressed harder against him. Gundham wanted to strip you naked, but would that be too far? Was what you two were doing already going too far?

But your pretty body felt so good on top of him. Your skin looked so delicious. The sweat made it glisten so nicely. Your moans were the closest thing to heaven.

You two had somehow slid off Gundham's sweat pants, but the barrier of underwear was still there.

There was a damp spot from where the precum stained his briefs.

"Mhm" your legs spasm and your hips were slowing down.

He began to whine at the decrease in speed. He gripped your waist and threw a thrust up into you.

"Ugh" you force out a moan at the sudden movement.

His breath was heavy as he continued to thrust against you.

Your body slightly clasped into him. Were you coming? Just the thought made his legs weak.

Knowing that you were about to orgasm because of him, using his body to get yourself off while he did nothing but moan along with you was so hot. Being your sex slave was something he never knew he needed.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes~" your body fell limp into him. Your hums vibrate as you tremble on top of him. Then he felt warm. He realized that you came on top of him.

Slowly he rides you down from your high.

His body jolts up and a groan leaves his mouth as his seed mixes with your juices.

Breathing heavily, he laid there eyes wide.

What the hell just happened?

Your body, now satisfied, reverted back to its restful state.

You looked so peaceful and so sweet as you laid on him fucked out and slightly trembling.

However, it was a mess. You both were a mess. Should he leave you here? Clean you up?

Questions and scenarios raced through his mind.

Finally, he got up to grab a towel and a pair of his sweatpants.

Carefully and gently, he removed your soaked bottoms and replaced them with his sweatpants instead. He left your underwear as he felt that was a bit too intimate.

Once you were dry and comfy, he carried you back to your bed and tucks you in.

He changes himself and returns back to bed.

It would be a lie to say it was hard to sleep after that. Hell, it was hard to still be in the same room as you.

Should he tell you? You deserved to know right?

"Gundham?" Your voice sweet and almost muffled traveled to his side of the room.

"Yeah?" It startled him and his heart began to beat out of his chest.

"Can you turn up the air. It's hot" you turn over away from him.

"Yeah, of course" he gets up to change the thermostat.

"Oh also" he turn to looks at you.

"Can we talk about that in the morning" he could hear the shame in your voice

"Uh yeah" he could feel the heat in his cheeks.

He laid back in bed. Mind spinning, heart pounding, and confused.

- But If he's not around, he would order Peko to remain by your side.

- If you were ever in distress, he would be there within minutes.

- Makes sure you know he’s there for you, that you’re safe as long as you’re with him.

- “Are you okay Y/N? What did that bastard do to you?”

- “I’ll protect you, with my life.”

- ”If anyone tries to start anything, you come straight to me. Got it?”

- “Jesus Y/N! What are you doing? You could of almost gotten yourself fucking killed!”

- ”You know I’d do anything to keep you safe, anything.”

- Won’t let anyone harm you, but if they manage to, they’d be as good as dead.

- “What did you do to him, you asshole!”

- ”Lay another finger on him, and you’re fucking dead.”

- He walks with you to and from your cabin, the beach, the other islands.

- Pretty much anywhere.

- He knows you’re probably capable enough to keep yourself safe.

- But he really can’t lose you, so he doesn’t want to take ANY risks.

- If you’re spending the day in your room, he’ll be sure to come check up on you every couple of hours.

- Always lets you know where he’ll be, just in case you need to find him.

- “I’ll be right next door, just call out if you need me.”

- “I’m heading to the beach, I should be back by 6.”

- “Hajime and I are going to check out the new island, make your way to us if something happens.”

- If he’s unable to keep eyes on you, he makes sure there’s someone around you that he trusts, someone like Hajime, Sonia or Akane.

- The only three he’s sure won’t harm you.

A/N: We just wanna say thank you guys so much for the support we've been getting, we really appreciate it!

Masterlist

Rantaro and Kokichi will support you and be there on your worst days. Whatever made you upset, they'll help you in their ways.

Kokichi would be extremely upset that something like that happened. Rantaro is a bit calmer than Kokichi, but I have a feeling if you're ever down because of some jerk heads who misgendered you or whatever happened, he'd be there for you emotionally.

I feel like Kokichi would be such a tease for you two. He would make jokes to make the vibe a bit more lighthearted.

Although, I'm not saying Kokichi wouldn't be. Kokichi would be emotional while also struggling to refrain from badmouthing the problem starters. Without your knowledge, you're unaware that Rantaro and Kokichi would plan a clever solution refuting the problem or making your day better.

They'll set up some nice surprise dates, cook your favorite dishes or take you out to your favorite place. They would do whatever it takes to make you happy.

Of course, if the topic does stray back to what happened, they'll reassure you, regardless of how many times they need to say it for you to understand.

"Trust me, [NAME]! Those jerkwads don't understand what they're talking about at all! You're a real man too!" Kokichi would grumble out loud, tired of people disrespecting you.

"Kokichi's right, [NAME]. Those people are too stubborn to understand," Rantaro added, patting you at the back.

"But, there is one thing we know for sure," Rantaro continued, as Kokichi joined in, giving you a long hug.

“Y/N What are you doing? Don’t just stand there and let them put words in your mouth, tell them how they're wrong and it’s all bullshit!” he yelled, balling both of his fists tightly.

Y/N looked up at Kazuichi, their eyes locking for a moment before quickly breaking away. Kazuichi could see the hope in Y/N’s eyes, he felt his stomach turn. Did Y/N purposely hurt Sonia, was there any real motive behind it? He was so unsure, his mind was filled with too much already. He just wanted an explanation from his boyfriend.

“Why did you do this Y/N!?”

“How could you?!”

“How could you do such a thing?!”

“GODDAMNIT, just ans-”

“ENOUGH! It was all for you Kazuichi. I killed Sonia for you. If I hadn't, you would have been in her place instead. She tried killing you, that’s why I needed to get to her first.” Y/N spoke frantically as he cut off a panicked Kazuichi.

Everyone fell quiet once hearing Y/N’s sudden outburst, trying to process what had just happened. Kaziuchi just stood behind his podium. He felt a mixture of emotions as he listened to Y/N’s explanation. He was relieved that Y/N wasn’t trying to hurt him, horrified at the idea that he could have been in Sonia's place, and disbelief that his boyfriend had gone to such extreme measures to protect him.

“That’s not a well detailed explanation at all Y/N, how did you know that Sonia was going after Kazuichi? Do you have any evidence? For all we know, you could just be trying to get out of this mess.” Nagito retorted, raising a brow with a small smile.

Y/N groaned softly, rubbing his head a little bit as he calmed down. “Sonia was trying to kill Kazuichi. She had a vendetta against him and was willing to kill him at whatever costs. I killed her in self defence of somebody else who was bound to be killed by her first. I didn’t want to hurt anyone. I didn’t plan it, but Sonia was a threat to Kazuichis life. I had to protect him. Sure I don’t have any solid proof, but even any of you could see the hatred in her eyes everytime Kaziuichi was in the room! She said multiple things, even made threats. You were all there for that! She was definitely capable of anything that she put her mind to. Murdering Kazuichi was one of them. I don’t care whether I die or not. I’m just glad I was of value to your life Kazuichi, and was able to help you survive that little longer.” He sucked in a breath, clenching his fist slightly.

“How cute? Anyways, this is starting to get a bit sappy. Everyone gather your bearings, it’s voting time!” Monokuma declared.

Little icons of the students popped up on the screen of each podium, the classmates who had passed being blanked out. Everyone looked down, selecting who they wanted to vote for whilst Soda was in absolute tears at this point. His hand shakily hovered over his own icon before pressing it. He knew it would do nothing, it was absolutely pointless. But he always had that little bit of hope within him.

Once everyone casted their votes, Y/N popped up onto the screen. “Y/N!” a desperate cry from Kazuichi could be heard as he ran over to his boyfriend, hugging him tightly. “It will be alright Kazu, I love you very much. Promise me you will do your best to survive and live on?” he questioned him. The other gave a small nod, sobbing as he grabbed onto his shirt tightly. 

“It’s punishment time!” Monokumas voice rang throughout the trial room.

Within seconds, Y/N was gone from Soda’s sight. He dropped to his knees, he couldn't dare look at the view in front of him. After a few minutes that seemed like a lifetime, the trial was finally over. Y/N’s dead body laying in front of them.

When they all exited the room, Kazuichi just sat there, looking at the ground. He was absolutely and utterly torn. He couldn’t believe that the only person that he trusted and loved here was now gone.

Masterlist    

"They can't simply just disappear like that, could they?" I frowned grumpily, a bit ticked off with myself.

Nearly investing ten minutes shuffling through my items, I couldn't bear my irritation anymore. I jogged to my shared bedroom, hoping maybe Hajime had a clue about my missing item.

"Honey? Have you happen to know where my glasses happened to be?" I shrugged, scratching my head with irritation, only inches away from him.

"Hmm?" Hajime responded, sitting in his office chair, his back facing my direction. He seemed just as puzzled as I was.

Dumbfounded, I exchanged my silence in return, unsure of what to do now. I felt like I was at rock bottom.

"Hmm. Well, it has to be here somewhere..." I pouted at the floor, trying to reminisce for possible locations of my glasses.

Hajime stood up without my awareness and placed his hands on my shoulders from behind, gradually relieving the knots in my shoulders.

"Where did you last recall seeing it?" he remarked, offering his assistance. I wanted to reply while seeing his expression, but with his head pressing against mine, I didn't feel like I should've moved.

"I placed it on my bedside table before I went to shower. That was the last time I saw it," I answered, still perplexed at where my glasses could be. I continued to glance around the room for a few more moments.

"I swear... where in the world could they be?"

Hajime paused and held back something that sounded like a snicker. He patted my head roughly as I turned to face him.

"Are you looking for these?" his smile radiating as I stared at him in awe, revealing the fact that he was wearing my glasses. Not surprisingly, the glasses matched his innocent demeanor. His green eyes shimmered even with glasses on.

Taken out of it, I briefly raise my eyebrows in suspicion and confusion.

"Huh?" I muttered out, my face flushing red.

"Looks like I got caught, huh?" Hajime snickered slyly, taking the glasses off and suspended them in front of my sight.

With my hands on my hips, I sulked lightheartedly, inching closer to him as I released a few giggles, "Never have I ever dreamed of having a boyfriend who could be such a sly fox."

"I guess it comes with the package," Hajime chuckled. As soon as I attempted to take the glasses back, he shot his hands higher away from my reach. I leaped from my toes and reached for them but, there was no use.

He leaned forward with his nose crinkling and his dimples appearing, "Haha, nice try, cutie."

"Rude... >:[" I scowled in response, eyeing his dangling tie as he tittered.

"You say I'm the fox here, but from this view, it looks like you're my itty-bitty, small fox. Look at you, trying to snatch your glasses back," he continued to tease, poking me in the stomach as he was nearly close to crying from holding back laughter.

"Ooh! Great! He's distracted!" I pondered at the unsuspecting Hajime, still trying to gasp for air from the aftermath of his pokes. Quickly, I tugged at his green tie to a lower height without fully taking into account that it must've hurt him at least a little. With less than a centimeter in between us, our lips clicked together as our pants muffled synchronically. Our hands grasped each other's hair tightly. I couldn't imagine how flustered he was. As we separated to get a whiff of fresh air, our eyes locked in passion. I gazed at his shocked olive-green eyes, which were glimmering in sepia from the dimmed bedroom lights.

"S-Sorry, sweetheart, did that hurt?... did I hurt your neck?" I murmured in a hushed tone, trying not to flinch from imagining his pain. Still gasping for air, I glanced away from his eyes, and my fingers stroked on his neck to soothe him.

"N-No... not really, only a bit. It was just so sudden," Hajime breathed out with a soft chuckle as he shut his eyes.

"Never thought someone could look so cute in glasses," I admitted while still being tired from his little jabs. I laughed with my smile widening when I found his flushed reaction.

"W-What? B-But you pull it off all the time!" he stuttered out, as his grip from our hug loosened quite a bit.

"Pfft- I doubt it! I wear them so often to the point where I practically look dead without them!" I mumbled under my breath with my arms crossed.

At that moment, he wrapped his arms around my waist. With my hands still around his neck, he paddled me along onto the bed as if he was a penguin. My glasses were still in his hands as he planted a kiss on my head from behind. He nuzzled his head upon mine. His warmth eased my rushing heartbeat.

"Y'know if you wanted glasses, surely we could have bought some, babe," I proceeded.

"No, it's okay," he smiled, handing the glasses back as he stroked my hair. "I was only messing around, love."

"Shall we get in bed?" He suggested, separating from the hug as he began to unfold our bedsheets.

I nodded, unsure of what to respond with next. I placed my glasses on the bedside table.

"I guess my tasks can wait until tomorrow," I muttered out, quickly dimming the lights and eagerly getting under the bedsheets.

From that moment and on, we spent a while sharing our day. Sharing silence and warmth, I felt so at peace, being in Hajime's arms, feeling his warm body pressed upon mine. Well, being around him is more than enough, to be exact.

***[Author's note: hehe Hajime's a big spoon for this scene :> :0]***

I sighed as his fingers scaled down my hair. His breath was trailing down my cold skin as he hummed made me feel a certain kind of way. Hearing his sweet, nurturing tone and our heartbeats pulsing in unison made me smile with bliss. It was nothing like I've ever felt before. Knowing that the love of my life was there with me and loved me too felt raw and heartwarming.

"Is this what people call 'love'?" I whispered with my head propped against his chest. I gazed at Hajime, realizing how carefree he looked to be. With his eyes closed and his neutral smile.

"Mmm, if it isn't... I don't know what it is..." Hajime sighed out breathlessly, still with his eyes shut.

"Mph, I love you, cutie," I shut my eyes as I couldn't help but smile at his words.

"I love you too... you're everything I could ever ask for and more," he snuggled closer as we locked lips continuously before drifting off to sleep with our hands around each other.

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