You're fave is problematic: me * Records spooky stuff at 2AM * Can't upload it on mobile also voice reveal I guess Miyako in Despair scares me and so does WD
Alternate Title: *bangs pots and pans* Welcome to hell! Welcome to Hell! Welcome to hell!!
We were talking about our Self Inserts’ Despair forms in the Discord server and I’m dead my dudes
Miyako might even be a more effective leader than Junko
Warnings: Emotional Abuse
Kaito knew the importance of communication. He knew it could be used to convince people to kill each other... And sometimes bring them together just to destroy them.
Maybe his beloved would be pleased with his work today. Maybe this would make up for what happened when he messed up his last mission. Maybe his beloved would forgive him.
Sneaking into the building's back entrance, Kaito turned down many trapped hallways (traps that he'd proudly installed) before coming upon three doors. He knocked on the left one.
"Miyako, it's me," he called out.
The door opened to reveal a much smaller, young-looking woman, dressed very professionally in a black turtleneck and white skirt.
"Welcome back," she said, gesturing for him to come in.
Kaito couldn't read her expression. Was she angry, pleased? Had she even heard the news?
A smile graced her red lips. "I'm so proud of you, love." She looked up at him with true glee. "I'm so blessed to have you!"
"Ah, thanks," Kaito said, scratching the back of his neck. "'S the least I could do for you, babe."
Miyako tugged at his shirt collar, pulling him down to her height, and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips.
"I love you, Kaito, my sweet boy~" she said before glancing off to the side with a disdainful look.
Kaito followed her eyes to the soft black couch against the wall.
Maki sat there, watching them silently. She looked smaller, somehow, sitting with her limbs close to her body, in such a way that she avoided taking up too much space.
"Hey, Maki Roll, didn't see you there," Kaito started.
Maki only hummed in acknowledgement, then continued to watch Miyako.
"Maki dearest, tell Kaito about your failure today."
Maki didn't speak, out of guilt rather than an act of defiance as it would have once been. Kaito stood by and said nothing, as well.
"About how you almost got caught." Miyako walked over to her and tilted Maki's chin upwards.
"I know how torn up you must feel, love,” she said, her face softening. “I know you can do better than two failures in a row."
Her hand caressed Maki's cheek. "This is so much kinder than anyone from the Holy Salvation Society would have done for your mistakes." Miyako's tone became harsh when she spoke the name of Maki's former organization. “I’m much more patient than that. You’ll learn.”
"Yes,” Maki responded, her eyes glistening with tears she wouldn't allow to fall. Her face was otherwise stoic. “Thank you for being so kind and patient with me.”
"I love you, dear Maki~" Miya murmured before kneeling to place a kiss upon the assassin's forehead.
Miyako then got up and addressed both of her lovers, clasping her hands together. "I'm so happy to have the both of you! I don’t know what I’d do without you."
"Where would we be without you, Miya?" Kaito said. "You pretty much saved us."
Miyako's face flushed. If she could save these two, if she could save the rest of her patients like this, she could save the world.
