👀 + Kokichi, why do you flirt with all the boys around you? Can't choose which one you want first?
「 ☆ 」 Huh? Flirting? The question takes Kokichi by surprise, wide violet eyes blinking quizzically at the brazen inquiry. Not that he can be one to judge. He’s hardly known for tact, albeit this is purposeful more often than not. People tend to be annoyed by blunt comments or questions. Even more useful, they tend to be taken aback by them too... Kokichi can’t say he cares for being the one taken off-guard, however briefly.
Able to play up the surprise to the point that it could be considered ‘false’ from the start, lips purse into a small ‘o’ and head tilts in a well-practiced confused-puppy pose... before he bursts into laughter. Light-hearted sound not betraying the way his stomach twists at the thought of those boys being mentioned, he grins bright and rests his arms behind his head. A picture of unconcern, even if his words are betraying him as best they can, ❝ First? Nee-heehee! You’re making it sound like I’m going to make my way through all of them! ❞
Wouldn’t THAT be something?
❝ Oooooooooh! I bet having all those big and handsome men— and a robot —wouldn’t be boring! One could hold me, while another compliments me- telling me how great I am while he feeds me snacks. One boyfriend for kisses and another to play with my haaaaaaaaair~ ❞ Kokichi chimes in a teasing tone that betrays how nice that actually sounds. Although, he wouldn’t be opposed to merely a single person doing everything. Frankly, too many people is an intimidating prospect in terms of emotional vulnerability. Having so many boyfriends... Kokichi doubts he could manage to keep just one happy.
None of this is voiced, because it doesn’t sound like the question was asking about commitment. Just flirting and close-quarters and whether Kokichi is losing his mind over this buffet of boys he’s found himself surrounded by. ❝ But just so y’know... I don’t flirt with all the boys around me. I do have some standards, after all! ❞ Another laugh, a small jab at those he has yet to show interest in, even though there’s no chance of them being insulted by the insinuation. It’s just him and this nosy anonymous no-face.
❝ But aaaaaaaaaanyway...... Yeah. You got me. I can’t choose. ❞ He bluntly replies through a carefree smile, snickering at the shameless admission. Choosing between all the amazing boys that have caught his eye is an impossible task.... because he won’t allow himself to even humor that thought. None of them would ever choose him back. 「 ☆ 」
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