#shsl reader

◊ Every single plushy you gift to him, he cherishes. He loves you a lot, so obtaining a plushy that was made by you kind of makes him feel as if you gave him a token of your love. So he’d thank you by kissing your face all over, uttering words of gratitude.  

◊ He had been searching for you, and so when he found you he nearly cried out in joy. He found you cuddled up and fast asleep with one of your almost finished plushies. He wouldn’t want to wake you up, but he just needed to cuddle you and make sure to tell you how much he loves you. After snapping a few photos, of course. He’d make you his lock screen. 

◊ “Hey, baby…” Putting his phone down on your work table, he would murmur into your ear, leant down to your level and near your face. Seeing your face close-up made him kiss your cheeks subconsciously, which made you stir awake. You sneakily peaked at Rantaro’s face love-sick with one of your eyes, closing both of them once again to fall back asleep. “Are you awake?” You nodded your head against your plush pillow, nuzzling the side of your face further in it. 

◊ “... You gonna get up?” He snorted at how adorable you were, silently ‘aw’ing underneath his breath. Shaking your head, “mm waiting for more kisses.” You mumbled, sleep laced in your voice. Your hearing intensified due to how sleepy you were, so you could hear his shirt shuffling as he reached down to pet your hair. The voice of your beloved sounding rough as he laughed, it made you smile in your half-asleep state. 

◊ Giving you what you wanted so much, he pecked your eyelids, cheeks, nose and forehead before pressing a small but loving kiss to your lips. Lingering for a moment and grinning as he felt you slightly pucker your lips to kiss him back. Pulling away, he saw your once closed eyes, half-open and staring at him with confusion, as if saying, “Why’d you stop?” 

◊ “You’re so sneaky,” He quietly giggled, responding to your grabby hands by carefully gripping each side of your hips and lifting you up to press against him. The plushy was held between the two of yours’ chest, feeling squished and soft against both of you. “I love it.” He nuzzled his nose against yours, smiling wide at your flustered reaction. 

◊ Loves opening up his phone just to see a picture of you being so fucking adorable. He would end up forgetting why he opened his phone and instead left it to find and hug you.

◊ Though he adores seeing your little face all squished up to your soft plushies, he gets jealous that that wasn’t him. Yes, he’s jealous of a small plushy. He really prefers you cuddle him instead of the plushy, although he wouldn’t mind holding you and the plushies close.

◊ He likes surprising you whilst you make a plushy, back hugging you and hearing you squeak at his sudden touch. He doesn’t like, however, if you work on a plushy for too long and end up losing track of time, forgetting to eat or even leave your workstation.

◊ He’d scold you but if you showed him your plushy, he’d go soft. “You should’ve at least set a timer-” You whipped out your plushy from behind your back, presenting it in front of his face, his once, somewhat stern eyes were now watering slightly, a look of pure adoration in them.“... S/o, you can’t do that.” 

     It was clear, to everyone else at least, that you and Kokichi liked each other. You always took his side during trials, always walked back to the dorms with him at night, and he actually defended you when someone else insulted you. You of course, were not immune to his pranks and jabs, but only he was the only one allowed to tease you, no one else. He still hadn’t officially asked you out or made any physical moves, and many people were placing bets on if he ever would.

     “Nah, that little freak’s too much of a coward,” Kaito would say.

     “I just can’t see Kokichi actually caring about someone other than himself, at least not in a romantic type of way...” Shuichi would ponder.

     “He probably just wants to get into their pants,” Maki replied with a monotone voice. “Little creep.”

     “Gonta think they are cute together. Kokichi’s friends should want to see Kokichi happy! Maybe he can ask them to be his mate with bugs?” When Kirumi inquired how that would work and what Gonta meant, he scratched his head, “Hmmm...maybe spell out ‘you are special,’ in bugs?” The maid was about to ask how one would get the bugs to stay still, but decided her time was much better spent elsewhere.

     “I just hope his feelings are genuine,” Kiibo spoke frankly. “They are really kind person and it would be horrible if he takes advantage of their feelings, not that I’d put it past him,” he grumbled.

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     You strolled through the hallway that afternoon. It was noon on the dot, in fact, and Kirumi always prepared a royal feast for every meal. Everyone else was probably there already. Kokichi was at your side, eager to tell you of all his plans for the day, but nervous about it his feelings. They were getting in his way. The more he liked you, the harder normal conversation became. He wasn’t one to tell the truth about anything, but especially not the contents of his heart.

     “So you’re like….what? The Ultimate Secretary?”

     You rolled your eyes. You know he knew exactly what your title was. He was just like this, making dumb conversation or trying to start a little argument and put someone in a huff to avoid silences.

     “You gonna organize all my files and come help me cheat on my wife after work?” he continued. “Should I bend you over my desk in a little mini skirt?” Kokichi teased, a far too innocent tone on his lips for the words he was saying. You were embarrassed, but not surprised by his words. He was always vulgar and bold. Fuck it, he thought. He was done being a pussy about it. He’d wanted to be more romantically and sexually forward with you for awhile now, and he knew your shyness was no match for his advances. You couldn’t help but get a bit flustered at his words. The desk comment was a bit much.

     “N-no, it’s Ultimate Personal Assitant, and you know that! I do much more than sort files! I run errands, arrange events, network, do volunteer work, take phone calls, scout for new employees, fire incompetent ones, fundraise, attend meetings, help with mental heal-“

     “Ohhh so you’re just a really good secretary!”

     “Well...” you searched for a rebuttal, and he enjoyed watching you squirm under his gaze, “what the hell is Ultimate Supreme Leader supposed to mean?” You teased, punching his soldier lightly. “That could be the leader of a small band of evil preschoolers for all we know!”

     Kokichi approached you suddenly, ripping your clipboard from your hand and tossing it to the ground before slamming you up against the nearest wall. His hips held your own in place, and he placed one hand on the wall beside your head before leaning in menacingly. You were really grateful that no one else was in the hallway where the little tyrant had decided to bully you on your way to Kirumi’s lunch. You found this position extremely compromising and didn’t know if you could handle on-lookers

     “You know, y/n, it’s realllllly dangerous to make fun of an evil supreme leader. Maybe you should choose your words more carefully…” Your face heated up, and you couldn’t help but tremble under his unrelenting stare.

     “I could show you just how dominating I can be, yeah?” His hand ghosted across your neck before pulling away, your breath catching in your throat. “Maybe you should be my personal assistant! I doubt you’ve ever worked for someone as important as me before.” You looked away, your heart beating too fast to face him. He grabbed your chin with pale, slender fingers and forced you to look into his violet, violent eyes.

     “Kokichi, if you like me, you should just say so,” you spoke quietly, but refused to allow your voice to waver. If you had to be cornered emotionally, then dammit, so did he!

      “Who would ever like you?” He snarled and leaned in, still holding your chin, until his smirking lips hovered dangerously closely to yours. “Sigh...oh well!” He backed off of you, hands behind his head, “I’ll convince you to work under me one day. The benefits are great~” He skipped off down the hall as if nothing had happened, a child-like grin on his face.

     You were left a nervous mess, picking up your clipboard and straightening out your clothes.