#mod korekiyo

—What the hell.

—Seriously, what the hell.

—When Junko proposed to spend that day at home so you two could take a break from your daily lifes, what she actually meant was 'let's spend the day watching my our favourite movies as we cuddle because that's what couples are supposed to do'.

—Not whatever you were doing with that Monokuma plushie.

—She had to admit that it was kind of cute, though. Both the plushie and the view of you hugging it.

—"Babe, uhm... I'm right here, you know."

—You just looked at her and said "I know" as you nodded.

—"Then why the hell are you holding that thing instead of me? Not fucking fair."

—You held your plushie closer, covering your mouth, or better said, your smile, with its soft head.

—"Junko. Are you getting jealous of a stuffed bear?"

—Her expression was filled with both surprise and embarrassment, and she immediately blushed after realizing what she had just said.

—"N-no fucking way! I should have done this from the start instead of trying to ask you nicely."

—In a matter of seconds, the Monokuma you were holding between your arms was no longer there. Before you knew it, Junko grabbed it and threw it away somewhere, and now she was the one holding you.

—"See? I bet this is much better."

—"But... my plushie..."

—At that point Junko couldn't tell if you were still teasing her or being serious about it.

—"I was about to kiss you, but fuck off Y/n."

—It was too much. You couldn't hold back your laughter for much longer.

—"Just kidding, honey. My Monokuma plushie isn't going to replace you... yet."

—With that, you left a quick kiss on her lips and then rested your head on her shoulder, hugging her closer with an amused smile on your face.

—The next day, you found her hugging your plushie. She refused to cuddle with you, as you already expected.

—Mukuro didn't get it.

—She wasn't a clingy person, really. But that was a little bit... too far.

—You were holding that plushie of yours since you got home, which wasn't a problem by itself. She even smiled when she saw you doing it.

—But you didn't let it go. No matter how much time had passed, you refused to let it go. She had enough patience to deal with her sister on a daily basis, but not for that.

—"Puppy? It's getting late. Are you going to come to bed?"

—You nodded. Mukuro thought you'd finally let your stuffed animal go and spend at least your last minutes of the day with her.

—She didn't know how to feel when you took it with you.

—"Are you... really going to sleep... cuddled with that?"

—It was not exactly what she was expecting, nor what she wanted.

—After a few minutes of being in bed, she couldn't help it. She softly held you from behind, trying to make sure not to scare you, and started to play with your hair with one of her hands.

—"Could you cuddle with me instead?" that was the only thing she whispered.

—You couldn't simply say no to that request.

—When you had finally left your plushie aside and held her closer just as she wanted, Mukuro spoke again.

—"Thank you. You've been hugging that thing the whole day, so I thought..."

—"It's not a thing, it's a Monokuma plushie."

—"Well, I thought Monokuma was going to take my place as your partner."

—"How silly... Monokuma may be soft and cute, but that's basically everything he's got. You're soft, cute and strong when you want to."

—"Oh, is that so?" you both laughed at your stupid conversation, without taking it seriously. Soon enough, you had fallen asleep between Mukuro's arms, the only thing she wanted since you started to cuddle that plushie.

“Why do you even want to know?”

Byakuya started walking away, but Makoto persisted.

“It's just weird! You’re a human, and-and everyone gets sick, why is sit so taboo for you to admit-”

“Fine,” He stopped walking, annoyed at the small boy who has been pestering him for the past 30 minutes. “I may as well tell you, you’ve wasted enough of my time. Do you know what genes are?”

Makoto looked playfully offended. “If course, I’m in high school!”

Byakuya sighed, starting to regret his decision to tell him this information

“Well, oftentimes they can affect your immune system. My father, who had children with multiple women, had it, and the majority of my siblings did as well. Despite it being primarily his fault, he punished those who got sick, which was quite easy. I, unfortunately, was born with both this and a weak bacterial defense system.”

Makoto’s face lost the curious glimmer to it, replaced with confusion and a hint of worry

Byakuya noticed, but continued. “If a Togami got sick, we were taught to either expect to worse, death from either the sickness or..” He closed his eyes. “By their own hand.”

When he left this time, Makoto didn’t follow him, instead, he stood there, processing the info, and his expression at the end of the ‘story’

Moments later, Hina turned around the corner.

“Oh, Makoto! What’re you doing, standing there?” She asked.

This seemed to snap him out of whatever trance he was in to face her.

“O-oh Asahina! I didn’t see you there!”

“I keep telling you, you can call me Hina! Anyway, you didn’t answer my question.”

Makoto flushed. “W-w-well, I-I was just lost in my thoughts… H-Hina.”

“Be lost in the classroom, class is going to start soon!” She said, dragging him over to the class.

When they entered, he noticed Leon over at Byakuya’s desk. Taka was trying to get him back to his desk, but he stayed there.

“Leon, go to your desk this instant! This prank is unsanitary and-”

“Oh loosen up, Taka!” Leon brushed him off again, turning to Byakuya. “Hey, Byaku-bro.”

Byakuya opted to stay silent, ignoring his advances. Leon stole his book, and he finally, albeit(and not surprisingly) angrily spoke up.

“If you don’t give me that this instant-” As he was talking, Leon had leaned in and coughed a little into his mouth.

“Sorry man, a dare’s a dare-” He was cut off by a slap, that caused most heads to turn over to that area.

“Never in my life have I raised my hand to someone. You are the most disgusting maggot I have seen in my 16 years of living, so impossibly stupid- why, you might even be dumber than Cornhead himself!”

“The hell you just say about me!”

“I never said your name, you seem to also agree with the corn hair then.”

“You little-”

Suddenly, the bell rang, and Mondo glared back at him and turned around, sitting back down in his seat. The teacher walked in and the class started.

That was the last class of the day, so once the bell rang again, everyone started packing up their stuff, and got ready to leave. 

The only eventful(-ish) thing that happened for Byakuya from this moment to the next day was his father’s reaction to the information.

“You better not be sick, boy. If you are-”

“Yeah, I know.”

He didn’t think about the repercussions to saying that before he did, and was met with a slap to the face.

“Don’t talk over me.”

Byakuya silently ate his dinner and left to his room, as per usual.

The next day, Byakuya woke up, feeling hot and cold at the same time.

‘I swear, if I’m sick...’

He knew that even if he was sick, his father would still force him to go to school, so he spared himself the trouble and entered the limo.

“Awe, you have suck a cute sneeze!” He ignored the voice, to tired to even try to recognise it.

From across the room, Makoto noticed how he did seem pretty sick, but decided against saying anything, as to not ‘insult’ him.

The day was hell, people either calling him cute or pitying him. Not to mention how far the classes were from each other, with his limbs feeling impossibly heavy.

“Hey Byakuya, you good?” Hiro asked during lunch.

“What does it look like-”He ended with a sneeze. “And stop yelling in my ear, you’re giving me a headache.”

The days following that, he came to school with a mask on(and getting really mad, as his glasses fogged up constantly), his sickness worsening.

He must’ve passed out on his way to class, because he woke up in what he recognised was a hospital, a nurse pacing back and forth worredly.

When she noticed he woke up, she explained how he was extremely sick, and should’ve gotten it checked earlier, as it had gotten really close to fatally bad.

He was shocked by this information. He knew something was wrong, but didnt want it to be true.

Seconds later, doctors came into the room, placing a breathing mask on him, and his vision went black.

His classmates were confused why he wasn't coming to class anymore, as he never missed any days. Taka was getting ready to ask a teacher, when one walked through the door.

“Oh, are you here to tell us where Byakuya is?” Makoto questioned, yet already knowing the answer.

“Yes, well, hes… He’s in the hospital.” They spoke solemnly.

The class was in shock, not expecting an answer this serious.

After the teacher assumed they were all done processing the news, they told the students to board a bus to go see him, as there was no class for the remainder of the day.

Taka didn't even remind everyone to stay single file, he was instead thinking about how he could've stopped this, if he had tried harder getting Leon away from Byakuya.

When they entered Byakuya’s ‘room’, they shouldn't have been surprised to see him asleep, IVs sticking out of him, the heart monitor filling the silence.

The next sound they heard was Byakuya, minutes after they burst into the room, saying “..what..?” while slowly opening his eyes.

“Byakuya!” Makoto was the first one over to his side, and soon Hiro, Toko, and the rest of the class followed.

“M-master! Y-y-you’re ok!”

“B-byaku-bro, good to see you again!”

Byakuya’s face hardened, getting rid of the small smile that once adorned his face.

The class was confused at the sudden change in expressing, but after turning around, they noticed how his father had entered the room, scoffing at the classe’s gushing.

“Byakuya, I hope you understand what happens after this.”

“..Yes father.”

“W-wait wait wait, what happens after this?” Hina wondered.

“I simply disown him, last he’d hear from me is just my payment for this treatment.”

He walked out after that, and the class turned to Byakuya, who was clenching his fists and trembling. The majority of them collectively hugged him, hoping it’d ease him a bit.

He stayed bedridden the next few days, slowly recovering.

He didn't have anywhere to stay, but felt a little dumb after Celestia recommended staying with them in the school dorms.

When he was strong & recovered enough to walk on his own, the class threw a big welcome back party

He cried a little(not that he’d ever admit that, no matter how many eyewitnesses & pictures there were), since he assumed everyone didn't like him

He genuinely smiled for the first time in a while, and there's a picture to show for it.

He still somewhat has a grudge against Leon, even after his many apologies.

I hope you like this, please tell me if something was wrong with it :D I cant wait to write more!(im aware that Mod Tsumugi did this as well, so sorry ‘mugi!)

—I'm so sorry for you.

—Probably one of the most dangerous yanderes from the entire cast.

—Junko didn't hesitate at all when it came to kidnapping you, and in fact it was very easy for her to do so, considering all the power and influence she has as the Ultimate Despair.

—She would punish you at the slightest mistake, and sometimes even for no reason at all. Seeing her darling begging to stop, crying and falling into despair is what she enjoys the most, and one of the few things that doesn't bore her.

—She won't go easy when it comes to punishments, physical or not.

—If you get the chance to go out for a while (allowed by her, of course) and someone has a minimal interaction with you, you're both fucked up.

—Junko doesn't actually kill others to make sure no one can steal her darling, but she definitely asks her sister to do so.

—As for you, Junko getting jealous is just another reason for another torture.

—She'd make sure you remember who you belong to: her and only her. One of her favourite punishments is to 'write' with a knife her name on your back. Not only is it effective to make sure her darling doesn't misbehave, but also useful to let others know who claimed you... in case they see it.

—Another one of her punishments is to break the fingers of your hand slowly, one by one, and then watch you struggle as you try to use it. Even if you don't want to, Junko would have to be the one helping you at almost everything, something she doesn't really complain about.

—After every punishment, every torture, she waits for you to throw yourself into her arms and comfort you. Claiming that it was all for your own good, that no one else could tolerate someone like you besides her and that she's the only one you've got at that point.

—And when she repeats it enough to make you believe her, she crushes your hopes again, insulting you, blaming everything on you and torturing you once more.

—She absolutely loves it.

—You certainly keep her entertained for a while, but once she gets bored of you... how bad. She might just get rid of you.

—Don't expect it to be a quick, painless death. She's going to enjoy it as much as she can one last time.

—Definitely not as dangerous as Junko. Sonia would still be able to easily kidnap you whenever she wanted though; she's the future ruler of a kingdom, after all.

—She would make sure you have everything you need once her obsession with you reaches that point, not only food or clothes but also whatever you want, no matter how expensive it is.

—She's usually pretty busy so you'd spend a lot of time alone, locked in the same room. However, when she does find time to check on you, she kindly smiles and asks how your day has been, as if you weren't there against your will.

—She hates to punish her darling, and in fact, she never would. But she understands that sometimes it is necessary to make clear how things work there.

—Very delusional. She doesn't understand why her darling isn't as happy as she expected them to be. After all, they've got everything they need there: food, water, clothes, space, a bed, the most expensive room you could ever see in your life and of course, Sonia herself. So why weren't you smiling as she wanted you to smile?

—Of course, she expects you to rule her kingdom with her once it's possible.

—"Oh, darling! You'll be such a good monarch, don't you agree? We will look so good together!"

—Probably the only one who doesn't have the guts to kidnap you.

—Her obsession would only reach a possessive point, but nothing further than that.

—Would never put a finger on you to cause you any kind of harm; she only wants to see you as happy as possible. With her by your side, but still as happy as possible.

—Expect her to be very clingy with you, even more than necessary when there are people around. Sometimes she even makes up excuses to step in during your conversations with your friends and drag you away from them, making sure that everyone notices how she's holding your hand.

—When you ask what's gotten into her, she nerviously laughs and quickly changes the subject so you two can spend time together.

—Would probably start to stalk you at some point, only to make sure you don't get too close to anyone else.

—Komaru wouldn't go as far as killing or even hurting someone if she gets jealous.

—So instead, she just smiles and waits for her chance to be alone with that person. The next time you see them, they don't even look up to you, and they're not the only one.

—As much as she hates it, if she has to spread fake rumors about you in order to get people to stay away from you, she'd do it.

—And when you realize that you somehow lost most of your friends without knowing what you did wrong, she's there for you. Smiling and offering her hand, Komaru promises that she'll never leave your side, no matter what happens. She means it quite literally.