Decided to do some writing for one of my favorite DR boys. Enjoy!
~ Mod Kaede
Shuichi Relationship Headcanons
You probably confess first
He accepts the confession- after all, he thinks you’re absolutely wonderful. Why wouldn’t he want to date you?
He’s very hesitant to touch you at all, at first. Once you get more comfortable around each other, he’s super cuddly, resting his chin on your head or shoulder.
He uses pet names like love, darling, and dear.
The first time he uses one it’s by accident, and he freezes for a moment before you call him “sweetie” in return.
He likes leaving you little notes about how much he loves you, because he’s worried he’ll get his words jumbled when he tells you.
He still does tell you, though. He’s a bit of a blushing mess when he does, but he wants you to know he cares about you.
You can, in fact, pester him to let you “help” with his workouts outside of the ones he does with Kaito and Maki.
This results in him either giving you a piggyback ride, carrying you bridal style for a bit, or letting you sit on his shoulders.
All in all it’s a very happy and healthy relationship!
· You groaned hearing a knock at the door. You opted to stay in bed. Upon hearing that seemingly incessant knocking again you threw yourself off the bed and trudged to the door. “What is it?” You didn’t care that the sheer bitterness seeped into your tone, you just wanted this encounter to be over with. “Ah, I apologize Y/N, but you have not been answering your phone, nor had anyone seen you leave your dorm room. You have not even showed up to class or your lab, so I thought I’d check up on you.” “Kiyo! I’m sorry, I didn’t realize.” Now you so regretted using that spiteful tone. Though his lips were covered by that mask you could see a smile in his eyes. “It’s quite alright. You are in some trouble I presume?” You were silent for a moment before a sigh escape you. You seemed to deflate and just looked exhausted. You took a step back, allowing the man into your room.
· Kiyo never actively seeked out cuddles, but he was more than willing to accept them. Platonic, or romantic, didn’t matter, to him cuddles were cuddles and should someone want to do so with him, it was like an honor. For you and Kiyo it became a sort of routine that should the other be having a bad day, they would come to the other in their dorm room and cuddle on the bed.
· Kiyo did not have any positions he preferred, he simply followed your lead and did whatever you wanted. That day in particular you hugged him tight, his back pressed against you as you buried your face into it. He didn’t say a word, he simply reached a hand back, gently patting your head and with his other hand held one of yours. After a few minuets you began to slowly vent your ever-piling list of frustrations that seemed to somehow grow larger and larger even just staying in your room. How you wanted to avoid snapping at anyone or to avoid your day getting worse, but… that didn’t seem to pan out.
· On some other day as you were heading to the library, Kokichi ran passed you laughing like a mad man carrying something, moments later Korekiyo ran past you as well. After you finished your work, you shot Kiyo a quick text asking where he was. When the only response you got was ‘dorm room’. You knew you were nowhere fast or clever enough to catch Kokichi so the least you could do was comfort Kiyo after. You rested your head on his chest and Kiyo held you ever so tightly, muttering to himself about perhaps asking Miu to make a new security system again to try to keep Kokichi from stealing any more items.
· For Kiyo, cuddling with a friend or loved one was the ultimate stress relief. Holding close someone he cared for swept his worries away. He simply loved it and enjoyed knowing he could bring you and others the same comfort through that same action.
Kaito Momota:
· “Alright! It’s cuddling time!” You, Maki, and Shuichi all looked to the Luminary of the stars in confusion. “No.” Maki then stood up from the table you all had been doing your homework on as if she were going to leave. “Kaito, I… Why?” It appeared Shuichi wanted to say more but was taken so aback by the question he couldn’t bring himself to say more. “Yeah Kaito. I don’t get this either.” He smirked. Making his way around the table he stood between you and Shuichi, draping his arms over your shoulders, pulling the pair of you close as he looked to you two before his gaze landed on Maki. “Team building! Cuddling and physical contact in general are great ways of communication and increases bonds among friend and teammates like us! Cuddling also lowers blood pressure and is proven to relieve stress and pain. And it just feels good!”
· And that was how Kaito made sure he cuddled with the three of you at least once a week.
· He’d gleefully go to your dorm, and if you didn’t seem to be doing much or were over working yourself he’d tell you it was time for your weekly cuddle session before dragging you to the bed. If you declined, he would back off.
· Kaito always insisted he be the big spoon or that you rest against him, cradling your head in his lap or resting yourself against his chest, things like that. Even if you tried reversing roles Kaito would refuse saying he much preferred this positioning. However, on one particularly long, exhausting day you and Kaito flopped on his bed. You slowly stirred from your slumber, a warm feeling blooming in your chest seeing the stars and galaxy that was dimly projected onto the walls and ceiling. Hugging Kaito a little tighter you realized your positioning. You were the big spoon! You also noticed something else. Sitting up a little you saw how Kaito was grinning from ear to ear, he even nuzzled into you a little when you slightly shifted. His eyes fluttered open as he looked over his shoulder. Then he abruptly sat up. “Good, you’re awake! Feeling rested?” A soft, light shade of pink dusted his cheeks. You tried hiding it, but it was so difficult to hold back your devilish smile, and giddy laughter. So Kaito Momota did in fact like being the little spoon, loving it in fact.
· You and Shuichi were winded after a rigorous evening of training, nagging Kaito to finish his curl-ups as Maki simply watched having finished long ago. When he got us for the last curl, you wrapped your arms around him. “Cuddle time!” You dragged him forward, back to the ground, face first now. With a hand on the back of his head you rested his head against your chest. Shuichi and Maki tackled Kaito, hugging both he and you from the sides. “Yes! Good on you for taking the lead my sidekicks, but Y/N let’s switch-” “Nope!” No matter what he said none of you were letting Kaito go. Reluctantly he gave in, wanting to encourage this new tenacity in the three of you. He blushed and sighed accepting his fate. He liked this, he really did, but felt much too embarrassed to admit it much to his chagrin. What made this even better was the fact all four of you were under the cover of stars, watching as they slowly drifted by. It was simply lovely… Kaito decided the four of you should have cuddle sessions after training more often.
Gundham Tanaka:
· You and the Dark Lord of Ice had been best friend for years. It was a long and slow process befriending one another, but in the end you two now had a companion closer to you than any other. In your time together you learned so much about animals and other creatures of all sorts. You sat side by side on the couch in his apartment, you mindlessly scrolling through your phone as Gundham fed his Generals some treats. “Hmm… Hey, Gundham?” “You have my attention.” You scooched over to him and held out your phone. There was a picture of some otters hugging one another. You then scrolled more, finding other picture of cats, dogs, even swans and many more embracing each other. “Staged, or real?” “… Those are all true moments of affection.” You placed your phone into your pocket. Once you did one of the Devas hopped into your lap, demanding pats to which you happily gave. “… All creatures, unless solidary creatures, crave companionship and affection, even from other species, right?” “Certainly. But it’s not only that. Showing affection speaks of the same sentiment as sleeping near another. It shows you have the utmost trust in the other to allow yourself to be in such a vulnerable position around them.”
· “… Are you touched starved?” Gundham flinched, caught off guard by the question. “Because your skin is poison to the touch except by your companion creatures do you get enough affection?” It was only recently had Gundham started allowing some small touches on the skin. Sure you could touch his bandaged or clothed parts of him just fine before, but skin to skin contact is so vastly different, to Gundham at least. “I know you say you’re only temporarily mortal but, you’re still human now, and humans are highly social creatures. And one such way of communication is touch.” “… That is indeed true.” “Hey, place your feet on the couch.” You scooched back, giving him room. Though confused, he trusted you and did as told. You also placed your feet up, interlocking your legs. “Though clothed, this is bigger contact than accidently grazing hands.”
· Slowly but surely you and Gundham got more acclimated to bigger touches. It first started with things that weren’t really too claustrophobic, like laying on the ground with your backs pressed against one another or laying your head in one another’s lap.
· One day as Gundham exited the shower he realized the shirt he had set aside to wear had a stain on it that needed to be washed right away should he hope to save it. Only in a pair of shorts he made his way to his room to get something else. That was till he spotted you. You were laying on the ground, surrounded by a few pillows acting as a makeshift barrier, keeping the Generals penned, though if they truly wanted too they could have easily escaped. You simply played with them, luring them about with some treats you had made for them. In that moment… nostalgia hit him like an ocean wave against cliffs. He recalled how the two of you met. Funny to think back then he had no idea that chance meeting was going to change his life forever. You had been through hell and back with him, standing by one another’s side no matter what life threw you way. “Hmm? You want something Gundham?” He hadn’t realized it, but while lost in thought he had walked up to you… You truly were one of his greatest companions… His best friend. He kneeled down beside you and you assumed to greet and play with his Generals, so you didn’t think much of it. What did surprise you was how he so stiffly laid down, resting his head atop your chest. He even moved your arm out of the way as to not lay atop it, and hesitantly he draped it over himself. You were so shocked and in a state of disbelief you didn’t notice that slowly his eyes drooped closed as he fell asleep.
· It was rarer, but he’d go to you for cuddles when he was ready. But after each cuddle he’d come back for more sooner. At first it was months till he sought out cuddles, then eventually weeks, then soon he’d come to you every few days or so seeking out the affection. Neither of you ever spoke during these times. Gundham would simply lean his head against your chest or his back against your stomach. He’d never say it, but he felt being the little spoon was a more vulnerable position to be in and… even if he’d feel more comfortable in some other position, he wanted to be as vulnerable as he could to show you he trusted you. Action speaks louder than words, and he deeply, truly wanted you to understand that fact, not just hear him say it.
Nonnie asked: If your requests are still open, can I request “Deep kisses where they have their hands tangled in each other’s hair to pull them closer.” With Nagito?
Kissing Prompt #24: Deep kisses where they have their hands tangled in each other’s hair to pull them closer.
-You paced back and forth in your home. The rain was practically pouring outside and NAGITO was supposed to be here about 15 minutes ago, most likely more.You flinched when thunder started to strike. You gulped before getting dressed and leaving the apartment.You ran through the rain as it pelted down harder and harder with each step you took. Your steps pounded through the streets.
-You then spotted a familiar white haired man and rushed over to him. He was practically soaked except for a small bag."Nagito! What on earth are you doing?" You rushed over to him. He turned to you and chuckled. "Ah my hope! I was just returning home after getting you a gift!"You deadpanned before giving him your umbrella and dragging him home.
-As you closed the door in your home, you sighed and turned to him. "Nagi-" You saw him pull out a plushie of you and him. "My hope...my luck has been hitting you a lot lately and it's not the good kind... So I wanted to get you something.Do you like it?"
-He was suddenly brought into a kiss. And a very deep one at that. Your hands tangled in his fluffy white hair to bring him closer as he held your shoulders before breaking the kiss."Thank you Nagito. I appreciate the effort but you don't have to get me anything. Your love is just enough"You snuggled into his shoulder as he hugged you tightly.
some fluffy, encouraging and hopeful times with our iconic hope boy: Nagito. definitely a hope boy, brings joy and love into our lives..
regarding the prompt event-- hopefully i can get all the prompt requests done before the end of tomorrow. :') apologies for no updates,,
thank you for requesting! lots of love. <3
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Reassurance
Fluff Prompt 5 with Nagito!
link to the prompt list!
genre: comfort angst/fluff
warnings: none
word count: 0.9k
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the front door to the house had creaked open.
however, despite the growing anxiety inside your chest, you couldn’t find the motivation to get up and see who was at the front. even if the person was a burglar, your body would not respond to what you wanted to do.
you simply laid on your bed, thinking-- more like overthinking. thoughts had never flew into your brain this fast before, and you were home alone, on your bed, thinking about what your partner was doing while he was out of the house; gone.
“my hope? are you here?” Nagito’s voice had echoed throughout the empty house, blinking as he chuckled, “ah, they must’ve gotten bored of me and left the estate. i don’t blame them, it was inevitable--”
“i’m in my room!" you tried to yell out, the effort practically draining all--and any--energy from within you, “but i don’t feel too good.”
your last comment was quiet-- kept to yourself. Nagito navigated his way to your room and knocked on the door, opening it even without an answer.
“are you not feeling well?” his voice was laced with concern as he walked up to you, laying on your side so that you could see your lovely boyfriend.
“Nagito...” you softly spoke, smiling the slightest bit as his hand gently brushed over your cheek, “how’d you know? haha.”
he gave a small smile in return, brows furrowed due to concern, “lucky guess,” he blurted out, hand resting on your cheek since you nuzzled into it.
his smile turned into a small frown, "what's wrong, my cineraria?"
the little nickname he gave you had made you chuckle. your arms reached out towards him as he took off his coat and climbed onto the bed with you, arms gently--but firmly--wrapping around your sides.
your arms had also slithered its way around his thin waist, relaxing and burying your face in his chest.
you took a deep breath.
"i feel like i'm not enough for you," your voice hummed through Nagito's ears, and he was so surprised he hadn't thought of replying until you started to dig deeper into his to hide your face.
his frown had deepened as he grabbed your arms, frantically pushing you away from his chest to look you in the eyes, "that's not true!"
he had closed his mouth, hands slowly making their way up to your cheeks-- cupping them with the most care and love he could give. he apologized for being so rough, for abruptly speaking like that-- for raising his voice to someone as amazing as you as your foreheads touched.
"why would you ever think that, love? you know you're the only person i would ever hold, ever touch, ever speak to like this. the only hope that would ever let me near and allow me to whisper how much i love you," he spoke, chest aching.
you had felt like this. you had felt like this... it was because of him, he was sure. he wasn't doing enough to make you feel safe, or sure that he'd stay with you, or maybe even loved.
he was lacking in so many things, wasn't he? it was only natural, he couldn't possibly imagine being able to give enough care to a beautiful hope as yourself like an Ultimate-- or even a normal person, at that.
he was just simply lacking. not in just love, or romance-- in everything.
how could he make that up to you?
"but," you scrunched up your nose, hands on top of his as you continued to speak, "there are so many other people that are better than me, right?"
he was about to protest when you had spoken again,
"....Nagito, you're beautiful," his cheeks flushed a slight red as you complimented him, letting out a short, breathy chuckle, "you're so special, and amazing; extraordinary. you could get anything if you just tried."
your gaze drifted down to the bed, avoiding his concerned look, "and you could find someone so much more better than me--"
"i'm not leaving. ever."
his words were stern. impossible to move or push no matter what circumstances or other points that could be thrown his way.
he truly loved you. you could tell from the look in his eyes and they way he said that phrase so confidently.
"i'm being honest, [Y/n]. never, in the time that i have spent with you, have i ever thought about kissing, touching, or loving anyone else but you. the moment you walked into my life, it was a blessing. you are the hope i was looking for."
he held you tightly, hands trembling as he spoke, "i can't afford to lose you. so please, please don't say such things. i love you-- i love you."
Nagito's answer was so sure but so shaky, his voice just as shaky as his hands. he didn't want to blurt out his whole life story, but you were the luckiest thing that had happened to him in a long time. to lose you as well would be like losing a piece of his mind.
he let out a stuttered breath, holding you close, "...i love you."
you had also held Nagito's body onto yours, embracing his warmth, his presence, his love. you weren't the best, but you were his. he loved you just for you-- not any artificial name given to you, or any of your talents.
he needed to make sure you knew that. that he loved you for just you, and that you didn't need to change or make decisions on your own-- because he was there.
even though Nagito lacks the talent for many things, he doesn't need talent to reassure you that you were the best thing that stepped into his life.
