#i was listening to like i need u by keshi on loop as i wrote this

[kawaiikichi]

In the Dead of Night (Saiouma)

Saiouma “Shut up and kiss me already” from the Romantic/Fluff Starters list for @redes22! I’m sorry that this took a while for me to finish; I got busy with Saiou Week and then homework’s becoming a huge thorn in my side (like, staying up until quarter to 3am working on it thorn in my side). As I was writing this, it took a completely different turn and went in the direction of hurt/comfort with a sprinkling of some potential smut happenings. I hope that’s okay XD

I hope you like it and let me know if you would like anything changed/edited! :)

Title: In the Dead of Night

Prompt: “Shut up and kiss me already.”

Summary: After a nasty break-up between him and his boyfriend of four years, Kokichi decides to crash at Shuichi’s place and drink his sorrows away. However, things take an unexpected turn when Kokichi has one too many drinks and decides to throw himself onto Shuichi.

One-Shot Notes: Past Oumami (it gets brought up later on in the one-shot); the reason for their break-up is because he accidentally said Shuichi’s name as he was having sex with Rantaro, but Kokichi doesn’t admit that until he’s really drunk

Warnings: Light NSFW (all they do is strip and grind against each other, but I’m still putting this warning up just in case); read at your own risk!

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One-shot is under the cut!

Shuichi honestly had no idea how it came to this, but it did.

He had taken a shower three hours ago and was about to go back and look through a case he had been given to work on earlier that afternoon when Kokichi showed up at his apartment door with two plastic bags of beer cans in his hands and a drawstring bag slung over his shoulder, insisting that he crash at his place for the night and drink the night away.

He had planned on telling Kokichi to go back to the apartment he shared with Rantaro, but upon seeing the dry tear marks on his cheeks and how red and puffy his eyes looked, he decided to let him come in.

Now three hours, two beer cans, and a platter of karaage later, he found himself seated on the living room floor across from Kokichi, who had just finished chugging his second can of beer.

Slamming the can down onto the table, Kokichi let out an exasperated groan.

“Ah, goddamn that avocado...!” he shouted.

“Ouma-kun, please keep it down! You’ll disturb the neighbors!” Shuichi chided, nursing a beer can of his own.

“Why don’t you keep it down, Saihara-chan?! Shhhhhhhhh!” Kokichi shouted, bringing a finger to his lips so that he could shush Shuichi.

Shuichi reached up to massage his temple, which was beginning to pound more the louder Kokichi got.

I’m going to have a lot of apologizing to do when morning comes, he thought to himself.

He looked down at his phone, checking the time.

“Ouma-kun, it’s almost two in the morning. Shouldn’t you go to sleep now?” he asked.

“Nope! No sleep!” Kokichi dug through the plastic bag beside him and took out another can of beer. “I drink some more...” he slurred as he tried cracking open the can with clumsy fingers.

After five attempts and a little bit of swearing, he managed to crack it open and began to gulp the bubbly liquid down.

“Ouma-kun, you’re quite drunk.” Shuichi finished his beer and set the can down on the table. “Maybe you really should stop drinking for the night—“ he reached out to try and take the can away from Kokichi, but he smacked Shuichi’s hand away.

“Buzz off, why dontcha?!” Kokichi tried to flip Shuichi off, but he rose his index finger instead as he gulped down some more beer. “You don’t know what it’s like...” he grumbled.

“I don’t know what what’s like?” Shuichi asked.

“To—hic!—be hurt like me...” Kokichi said.

“To be hurt like you?”

“Eh, you wouldn’t understand...”

Kokichi finished his third beer and reached for his fourth. Shuichi chose not to stop him this time as he watched him take a swig from the can, a few hiccups escaping his lips. As he reached for a piece of karaage and began to chew on it, he listened as Kokichi began swearing and cursing Rantaro, each one becoming louder and louder.

This piqued Shuichi’s curiosity.

I wonder...

“Ouma-kun...you don’t need to answer if you feel that I’m prying, but...did something happen between you and Amami-kun?” he asked.

Kokichi slammed the can down on the table, turning to shoot Shuichi a look.

“What do you fuckin’ think, Sherlock...?” he slurred.

“Okay, so something did happen between you two.” Shuichi said.

At that moment, Kokichi’s eyes began to fill with tears, his lips trembling. Then, he started sobbing loudly, catching Shuichi off-guard.

“Ou-Ouma-kun?!” Shuichi exclaimed in surprise.

Something really bad must have happened between them if it’s making Ouma-kun cry over it, he thought to himself.

“Why did he have to be such a prick about it?! Goddammit, just thinking back on that stupid avocado makes my blood boil!” Kokichi continued sobbing, reaching up to swipe the never ending tears away. “Curse him...” he mumbled.

Kokichi sniffled.

“Gosh, I don’t even know what’s wrong with me these days...my mind’s a total mess, my relationship has fallen apart, and I’m sitting here, drinking and drinking and drinking and...” Kokichi hiccuped as he reached for his can and tried to bring it to his lips.

However, because his hands were shaking so much, the can slipped out of his hands and beer spilled all over him.

“Ah!” Shuichi scrambled for some napkins. “Here, let me—“ he was cut off by Kokichi, who resumed wailing loudly.

“Goddammit, Saihara-chan, this is all your fault! You made me this way! If only I hadn’t said your name...!” he wailed.

Shuichi stopped, peering at Kokichi curiously.

“Wait...what do you mean by that?” he asked.

“During sex! I called your name during sex and Rantaro got angry and broke things off with me!” Kokichi sobbed harder. “I really think...that something is wrong with me! I keep thinking about you, I keep longing to see you, all I ever talk and think and dream about is you and I...I don’t know what to think! It’s almost like I’m in love with you or something!” he shouted.

Shuichi’s eyes grew wide at Kokichi’s confession. The napkins fell from his hand and onto Kokichi’s lap as his heart pounded loudly in his ears.

He’s...in love with me?

The pounding in his ears only grew louder.

He...likes me, too.

Shuichi knew that Kokichi was very intoxicated and that he was rambling nonsense, saying things that he would never say if he were sober. But, a part of him wished that maybe, just maybe, what Kokichi was saying about being in love with him was the truth.

He was pulled out of his thoughts by Kokichi chuckling to himself.

“Well, shit, I can’t really blame myself for falling for you...like yeah, Rantaro’s hot, but you, Saihara-chan? Flip through the dictionary and your picture will be plastered under the word hot because you are the essence of hot. Not to mention, just downright sexy...” Kokichi drawled.

Shuichi’s cheeks flushed red.

“H-Huh?!” he squeaked.

“What, you wanna try and comfort me?” 

“I don’t—” he was cut off by Kokichi hiccuping. 

“Mmmm, actually, you know what? You need to take responsibility.” Kokichi stated.

“Responsibility for what?” Shuichi asked.

“For making me fall for you.” Kokichi replied.

Then, he reached down and yanked his shirt over his head. Shuichi felt the blush begin to spread up to his ears as Kokichi balled his shirt up and chucked it into one corner of the room.

“Ouma-kun! Why in the world are you stripping?!” he exclaimed.

“Why else do you think?” Kokichi undid his jeans and wiggled out of them, revealing his red and yellow striped underwear. “One, you need to take responsibility, and two, you need to comfort me.” he said.

“But...!” Shuichi drew in a gasp as Kokichi crawled onto his lap.

“Hey...I know you like me, Saihara-chan.” Kokichi said.

Shuichi swore his heart was going to leap out of his chest. At this point, his face resembled a rose as he opened and closed his mouth, trying to come up with a response. However, he failed to do so, watching as a seductive smile danced across Kokichi’s lips.

“I know, Saihara-chan. I bet you’re getting hard right now just having me sit in your lap like this.” he said, grinding his hips against Shuichi’s to prove his point.

Shuichi hissed, a pang of arousal slamming into him at the friction. He looked down with wide eyes and saw that he was indeed hard.

When did...?

He didn’t even bother trying to finish that thought as he spoke.

“Th-That...! That’s just the alcohol! I’m drunk, you’re drunk, we’re both drunk, and this is most definitely not something that we should be doing!” Shuichi exclaimed.

“That’s not what your dick is telling me.” Kokichi shot back as he moved his hips again.

They moaned in unison. Shuichi felt the arousal continue to well up inside of him as he stared at Kokichi, who got to work pulling off his pajama shirt.

“You know you want this.” he purred.

Shuichi swallowed as Kokichi threw his shirt off to the side.

“Ouma-kun...can we at least talk about this—“

“No. Fuck first, talk later.”

“But—“

“Saihara-chan, just shut up and kiss me already.”

Shuichi had little time to react as Kokichi pulled Shuichi towards him, their lips mashing together in a rough kiss. Their bodies pressed against one another as Kokichi looped his arms around Shuichi’s neck and Shuichi placed his hands on Kokichi’s hips. Grunts and moans filled the room as teeth and tongues clashed together messily. Shuichi found himself getting more drunk off of the way Kokichi kissed him, his rationality slowly being torn apart at the seams. He caught Kokichi’s tongue in between his lips and began to suck on it, causing Kokichi to moan. He bucked his hips, eliciting a grunt from Shuichi. He grabbed Kokichi’s ass roughly, making Kokichi groan as they pulled apart, a string of saliva connecting their lips together. Kokichi spoke, snapping the string.

“Shuichi...” Shuichi swallowed at the way Kokichi said his first name. “Comfort me...let me lose myself in you, please...” he pleaded.

That was all it took for Shuichi to throw caution to the wind and turn them over so that Kokichi was under him, capturing his lips in another rough kiss.

He knew they would forget what transpired between them in the morning. But, Shuichi decided not to think about that for now. All that was on his mind was Kokichi and “comforting” him, as he put it, all in the dead of night.

[wincore]

am i sending asks too much?? HAHS WHATEVER ANYWAYS hi hello i finished my work "early" just to send this ask and this is going to be dedicated to how much i love your writing because

i love good writing

my brain go brrr

ok this is mostly gonna be ab the act iii fic cause THAT FIC WAS GREAT. IT MADE ME SAD BUT THAT WAS AN OUTSTANDING STORY TOP TIER 99.9999% SLOPPY KISSES ALL AROUND WOW I WANNA SEE THIS AS A MINI FILM

i LOVE stories like yours with good imagery- you really know how to capture details and the emotions (and almost a sort of nostalgia?) in the scenes without making it seem like you used a thesaurus the whole time and i think that's one of the best parts because it makes it so immersive; and i've seen a lot of writers both on and off tumblr who often struggle to find that balance between boring and overdone vocabulary--- look just whatever ur doing KEEP DOING IT CAUSE UR DOING GREAT

also this is more of a personal thing than something in general but reading these stories has REALLYYYY amped up my creativity and i cant thank u enough for that

ever since i dropped drawing ive really been struggling with finding a single crumb of creativity in me and i feel like ive been able to relive it through photography with the biggest help from writing

(ok i was gonna avoid talking about this BUT I DONT CARE IT NEEDS TO BE MENTIONED) you write sexc scenes so well?.?? ill be reading a story and too often, anytime the characters have sex, it feels like a completely different person wrote the segment- everythings gone. the imagery, the vocabulary, the style of writing, and it feels like a wattpad fic 💀

but you manage to keep all of that (without going all r-rated too!)

mm also the dy atlas story was VERY nice too ^^ i love it just as much but i should probably save u the rant LOL

- 📷 >:^DD

NO it’s never too many asks bc i look forward to them all the time!!! though i tend to answer late since i reserve answering asks for the weekend :c 

JDSJDSD IM SO HAPPY YOU LIKED ACT III !!! it’s like one of my longest fics and i put in way too much of my soul into that so hearing this is making me all 🥰💖 AND A MINI FILM??? i’m crying i’m so happy you like it.

i love writing details!!! and descriptions!!!! god has allowed to describe pretty things and i will use that permission to the fullest !!!!!!

and i keep hearing that people sense nostalgia in my writing and it always makes me feel so fulfilled !!! like i do not intend to write with it but the way it’s interpreted as that makes me fall in love with the idea of writing more and more!! it’s so lovely to have writing be interpreted in so many ways bc it adds a piece of the reader with it (so in a way it’s always evolving into something lovely, you get me?)

also it’s so funny bc my friends call me a walking thesaurus GSJDH they’re like hey moon what’s what word for - oh ok thanks. i like being able to use common words bc they’re what people are familiar with and will evoke a familiar imagery !! but then i’ll use a (possibly) new word and hope they associate it with something nice <3 i dont know if im making sense hhhh. 

i am so overjoyed that stories helped you back with your creativity!!! i feel you on leaving art and feeling a lack of creativity in my life and at that time i only loved drawing up story ideas and never executing them bc i wasn’t sure about writing. im so happy to hear you found your creativity again through photography 🌼

HONESTLY SDGKSDJ im really bad at sex scenes bc if you hold a gun to my head and ask me to use the word “cock” in a sentence say goodbye to my friends and family bc no <3 i am uncomfortable. especially if it’s rpf smut you know?? that’s a personal opinion though!! i’ve only attempted writing smut once and realized it’s not very fun describing it bc like.. a) repetitive actions b) NOT PRETTY c) i don’t feel sexual attraction. anyone who can write smut is a god in my eyes. (and you’re right it’s so funny when they change personalities during sex bsddhsks)

also i miss atlas bc i miss listening to keshi on loop while writing it fun times <3 I'm so happy you liked it!!!!