《》Chapter 3
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It's been 10 minutes since Kokichi knocked on Shuichi's door.
10 MINUTES! What was taking him so long?
As Kokichi was getting angry on the other side of the door, Shuichi was getting panicked.
The Detective was waken up by knockings on his door a few minutes ago.
What? Why would anyone come to his room at 3 am?
Thinking about it Shuichi was becoming a little scared.
You see, detectives are always in danger since many criminals are unhappy about them solving the cases.
Well not like they could get past Hope's Peak's security.
Giving a reliefed sigh, he went to his door.
But instead of opening it he checked who was knocking from the peephole first.
It would be much better if it was a crazy murderer in front of his door.
Instead it was Kokichi Oma the most adorable teen, holding a blanket under his arm.
A blanket?
!!! W-was it because h-he wanted to s-s-sleep t-together!?
No! He didn't have any more time to think! His hair and room was a total mess.
Picking up the papers and books on floor, he quickly pushed them under his bed.
Cleaned up his desk in the quickest way possible and rushed to his bathroom to fix his hair.
And finally opened the door "H-Hey-"
"FINALLY! I have been waiting for 10 minutes Shumai! How much of a heavy sleeper are you!"
"Sorry.."
"Hmph. Now now Shumai stop guilt tripping me and... "
Oh oh he really was going to ask if he could sleep cuddling with him right! Definitely!
Shuichis heart was about to leap out of his chest.
Kokichi continued "and give me your pillow!"
"Of course you can come in- huh?"
Kokichi didn't answer for a second before he had a huge grin on his face.
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"Ohhh~ perhaps did the little detective thought I was going say "Shwichiii I am sooo lonelyy can you cuddle me to sleep pweaseee?" Such an imagination!"
" No no no that's not-"
"*GASP!* then you were thinking about 'sleep sleeping' with me! Such a dirty mind! Here and I thought you were an innocent teen"
Shuichi.exe.has.stopped.working.
That's it call someone to dig his grave.
"Nishshishi~ cute." said Kokichi
Getting past of a tomato shaded Shuichi, walked straight into his bedroom and grabbed a pillow.
"Well that was all Shumai sleep tight~" and went back to his own room.
Throwing his new sleeping materials on the bed Kokichi gave a long sigh.
Then jumped on to his bed face down and.. Woah! What was this amazing smell?
Since his nose was right on Rantaro's blanket, he could catch the scent right away.
There was only one definition of the scent: Heavenly.
It was giving off a smell like earth after rain, also had a tint of sandalwood.
Gosh he'd be damnned if he didn't ask Rantaro which brand of cologne or what ever it was.
Ughh why did he remember of Rantaro now?
Rantaro and his perfect abs.
Kicking his legs to the mattress,
Kokichi made a mental note to himself that he will repeat his actions but with his phone so he could take a photo of him this time around.
Seriously, if it wasn't for distracting his mind with Shuichi's extreme cuteness, he would need at least 2 cold showers.
Shuichi.. Ughhh how could a emo detective be so adorable?
Laying on his back now Kokichi hugged Shuichi's pillow and had a sense of déja vu.
Another heavenly scent!
What!? Did everyone but him had these amazing perfumes?
Burying his nose further into the pillow, he smelt of old books and forget-me-not's.
The most surprising part, the smell wasn't soft at all.
Just like Rantaro's. It had a sharp side of it despite the mixes being usually soft and 'girly' smells.
Wrapping the green blanket around himself and hugging the navy pillow Kokichi finally fell asleep.
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