shuichi saihara with an ult . philanthropist / flirt crush
note : I changed ultimate flirt to ult philanthropist to like sound more legit ykwim? this will have a part two with byakuya, kibo and kokichi and then , maybe a closure part to this with both happy and angsty endings ! hihi!! i know i disappeared for like ,,, a year and I have basically no excuse but here I am , presenting you guys w this as an apology !
not proofread.lowercases intended!
at first your compliments and overzealous words of affection caught him off guard , to the point of him looking away from you as a feeble attempt to stop himself from accepting the embarrassment and weakness that your words of love and praise brought to him . despite his bashfulness; shuichi saihara actually loved every word that spilled from your lips.
he loved the way his name rolled off your tongue , the way you greeted him and the way you made him feel elevated, as if he had your heart like you had his .
in other words , shuichi saihara was smitten .
he couldn ‘ t help but look forward to seeing your face , lit with beautiful eyes and a smirk only someone who was experienced in the act of flattery would wear, the way you walked with swagger and an air of confidence made him feel confident by association. your presence erased the insecurities from his mind, causing an abrupt stop to the war of overthinking going on in his head.
it genuinely shocked him that someone would take an interest in him like that , before he became part of the alumni of hopes peak : he saw as all his classmates , friends and family go on to find lovers. this was something , in all his beauty (in his own way , however gothic and non traditional , it was easy to say that he was indeed attractive ) and intelligence he just couldn ‘ t seem to find a romantic partner . at one point , saihara began to wonder if there was something wrong with him ? perhaps he was too nervous, or too insecure for someone , too insecure for you.
he began to ponder , little clouds of doubt and fear formed in the back of his mind over time , he honestly found it terrifying, the idea of dying alone.
this is why he looked at you so longingly from across the room, his eyes boring into yours with so much fervent and romance just begging , practically screaming at you to be let loose, he knew you were unattainable and this , in a rather masochistic way made him want you more, want to hold your hand in public to display to the others that yes! the ultimate philanthropist was his lover as he was yours. he wondered, if the two of you could perhaps be more than friends, and perhaps live out that little fantasy of his.
in turn, you didn’t do anything to really quell this blooming dream of his, in reality you actually fed it; whispering in his ear in a low voice how great he looked in a white button up in private or complimenting his intelligence in public with the rest of the class. he hated how needy you made him, how much he craved your attention , how longing your touch and gaze left him. he wished for you to stop playing games with him, he wished to just crash his lips to yours fervently, to entangle his body with yours.
but that was just a pipe dream of his, the moment he saw you treating every single other guy the same way you did him he realized this.
the two of you, would never, ever be more than what you wanted you to be.
and by the looks of how you treated kokichi, kaito and kaede, just like everyone else.
this realization , caused the detective to feel a plethora of things , ranging from bitterness to guilt to even betrayal.
He couldn’t identify it at first, that weird feeling in his lower stomach, why his throat seemed to get dry at the sight of you flirting with miu, but kaede (darling kaede, always to the rescue when shuichi was involved) helped him identify his feelings.
she sat down with him in his room , and in the comfort of kaede akamatsu’s warm embrace , he told her things that he had never told anyone, ranging from his insecurities to his dreams.
they talked for hours, laughs and tears were shared and honestly, he hated how you made him feel
he didn’t really know what to say about you. honestly; so that was it ? jealousy ? it honestly made him feel kind of sick. Not in the flu kind of way, but in the self disgust type of way.
jealousy made him feel small, made him feel as if he wasn’t special to you at all, like he was another play thing to the infamous ultimate philanthropist.
penned by mod junko.thank you for reading :)
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