DBH x DRV3 is so self-indulgent. i explode in 321.
i may or may not enjoy clankers. ANYWAYS. :3
Originally was going to have Kokichi as Hank, but I thought that Shuichi being an actual investigator + someone who also grieves over someone would fit more.
Hiiiii ! 🐰 i’d like to request inexperienced reader x danganronpa boys (thh sdr2 or v3, it’s up to you ♥︎) with the kissing practice trope, i think that would be so cute!
❝PRACTICE MAKES PERFECT❞!
synopsis; you’ve never kissed anyone before, so asking for “practice” felt like a good idea. though was it?
featuring; the v3 male cast!
note; THESE SUCK
𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀
the library was quiet except for the sound of your nervous breathing. shuichi sat across from you at the small table, face already flushed pink, hat pulled low to hide his eyes.
“you want me to help you practice…kissing?” he asked cautiously, to make sure he’s heard right.
you nodded despite your cheeks burning. “i’ve never done it before. and i trust you. just…show me how it’s supposed to go?”
oh. did you think he was the one with experience between the two of you?
wrong. shuichi’s never been kissed before either. but when you were practically pleading him with those eyes and asked so nicely, how could he refuse?
shuichi swallowed hard, debating what to do. after a long moment, he moved closer, so close you could feel the warmth radiating from him. his hand trembled slightly as he gently raised it to cup your cheek, unsure of his movements, thumb brushing your skin with feather-light hesitation.
“o-okay…” he agreed.
mustering all the courage he could get, he leaned in slow—painfully so—giving you every chance to pull away. when his lips finally met yours, it was impossibly soft—barely a kiss at first, just a gentle press that made your heart flutter. his lips were warm. and surprisingly smooth too.
shuichi lingered there, still careful like he was afraid of doing something wrong. or maybe he stayed like that because he had no idea what to do next.
you felt him exhale shakily against your mouth once he ran out of air. his fingers twitched against your cheek as he tilted his head just slightly, running purely on instinct and read novels, deepening the kiss by the smallest degree. but it remained sweet and innocent.
when he pulled back, his face was even redder and his dazed eyes went wide.
“w-was that…okay?” he asked shyly. “i didn’t want to make you uncomfortable…”
shuichi looked like he might pass out from embarrassment, but the shy little smile he gave you when you told him it was perfect made the whole thing worth it.
except he doesn’t know why his heart doesn’t stop beating so fast every time he sees you now.
𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐈
rantaro leaned against a desk of the empty classroom you asked him to stay at after classes ended—that easy, mysterious smile playing on his lips as he watched you fidget.
“so…you want kissing practice?” he chuckled softly. “bold request. i like it.”
“don’t make fun of me,” you grumble in response.
once you explained your inexperience, rantaro’s green eyes softened with amusement and something warmer.
“alright,” he said, stepping closer until you were backed gently against the wall. “i’ll be gentle. promise.”
he tilted your chin up with two fingers, studying your reaction with a look like he was memorizing every detail. when he finally kissed you, it felt unfairly smooth. his lips moved naturally against yours as though you’ve done this a hundred times, warm and unhurried, clearly savoring the moment.
one of his hands rested lightly on your waist, rubbing gently to ease your nerves. he even pulled back enough just to murmur against your lips, “breathe, sweetheart,” before kissing you again, a little deeper this time. with a hint of playful heat that suddenly made your knees weak.
when rantaro finally drew away, his finger traced along your bottom lip with a smile.
“not bad for your first lesson. want to try for extra credit?”
𝐊𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐎𝐌𝐀
kokichi had that signature mischievous grin plastered on his face the second you asked.
“nishishi~ you want me to teach you how to kiss? how desperate~” he poked your cheek. “fine, fine! but only because it’ll be super funny watching you get all flustered!”
he dragged you into a secluded corner of the school, practically bouncing with excitement.
“ready, dummy?”
before you could answer, he tugged you toward him and instantly kissed you, earning a surprised squeak from you in return.
it started light. a quick peck, then another, like he was testing how many he could get away with before you pull away. but when you didn’t, kokichi made a soft, surprised noise and pressed in closer. the kiss was dragging out longer than necessary.
but he definitely didn’t mind one bit, as his hand came up to cradle the back of your neck to press your lips harder against his.
he was playful even now; nipping your bottom lip gently, smiling against your mouth when you gasped. the tension was dizzying. every little movement felt electric, as if he enjoyed how easily he could make your heart race.
when kokichi finally pulled back, he was breathing harder than he wanted to admit, cheeks faintly pink.
“wow~…you’re a fast learner,” he teased, but his voice was a little breathy. “we should practice more. a lot more. for science, obviously.”
“you don’t even like science?” you reply, confused.
“are you saying you didn’t like it?” kokichi pouted. but he quickly went back to his mischievous side, booping your nose with a grin. but the way his eyes lingered on your lips betrayed how affected he really was.
𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐀
“alright, sidekick! you asked for the best kissing coach in the universe, and that’s me!” kaito declared loudly, pumping his fist even though his ears were turning pink.
you barely finished explaining you’ve never kissed anyone before when he dragged you behind the school building, heart pounding with determination and nerves.
kaito stood close—way too close—chest puffed out like he was about to fight a spirit rather than stealing the first kiss of someone. but when he looked at you, his confidence cracked a little. to help ease your anxiety, he reached for your hands, holding them securely in his.
“don’t be nervous, okay?” he reassured. words that even he needed as well. “i’ve got you.”
his lips met yours with more care than you expected. firm yet gentle, tilting his head slightly as if making sure you were comfortable. the kiss was sweet, with a hint of eager warmth that made your stomach flip.
only when kaito couldn’t hold in his breath anymore did he finally pull away, his own heart thudding rapidly against his ribcage.
“how was that?!” he blurted without thinking. but it was too late to stop now. “felt pretty legendary, right? i mean—not that i’ve had much practice either, but for you i went all out!”
kaito laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck, but the way he kept glancing at your lips didn’t hide how he actually liked it. “we should probably practice a few more times. y’know. for maximum skill improvement.”
𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐀 𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈
“…you’re serious?” ryoma mutters, looking away. his usual deadpan expression cracking with visible surprise. “someone like you wants kissing practice…from someone like me?”
despite his self-deprecating tone, he didn’t refuse. he led you to an empty bench behind the gym, sitting with his legs dangling since they didn’t quite reach the ground.
he was quiet for a while, then finally looked up at you. “if we’re doing this, i’m not gonna half-ass it.”
ryoma reached up, hand gently resting on the side of your neck as he moved your face toward his, pressing his lips against yours. the kiss held faint pressure, with an underlying sincerity like he was putting every bit of hidden gentleness he had into it.
he stayed close even after pulling back, forehead nearly touching yours. his cheeks were further colored pink. which was a pleasant sight since you’ve never seen him like that. like a normal boy in love.
wait.
“…not bad,” ryoma mumbled. “for a first try. if you want to practice again…i wouldn’t mind.”
the way he said it, combined with how gently he held you, made your heart melt.
𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐁𝐎
“w-wait…you want me, an advanced robot, to assist you with human romantic affection simulation?!”
keebo was not expecting a request like this. especially from someone like you.
“this is…highly irregular! but…if it’s you asking, then…i suppose i cannot refuse!” he looked adorably nervous as he gently took your hands.
“i have researched this thoroughly!” he announced with an enthusiasm that told you he’s more eager about this than you. “i will now commence the practice.”
yet he just stood there waiting, so you were the one who had to take initiative. once your lips pressed together, you could taste the faint metallic warmth from his. keebo was a little stiff at first, but tried his best to make it perfect for you. even doing a little bonus gesture of resting a hand on your waist.
when he pulled away, his face was glowing pink and his eyes were wide with wonder. “i’ve seen this move happen a lot in movies. did i do it correctly?”
you laugh with a nod. “yeah. really romantic.”
beaming at that response, he eagerly asked next, “how was my performance?” clearly flustered. or, well, as flustered as a robot can be. “did i apply the correct amount of pressure? was the duration appropriate? should i adjust anything for next time?!”
“keebo, you did good. thank you.”
“i’m very pleased to know.” keebo looked down in slight embarrassment. “i’d...like to try that again sometime.”
𝐊𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐘𝐎 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐉𝐈
the library was dimly lit, filled with the faint scent of old books and dried herbs somehow. was himiko trying to do some spell or something? you didn’t know. and didn’t want to.
korekiyo stood before you, golden eyes gleaming with intense fascination, as well as a very pleased smile etched across his lips behind his mask.
“so…you wish for me to instruct you in the art of kissing?” his voice remained cool despite feeling smug right now. “how utterly exquisite. a mortal offering themselves so willingly to experience one of humanity’s most intimate rituals…”
he stepped closer, towering over you, one bandaged hand slowly tilting your chin upward. his gaze traced your lips like he was studying a sacred artifact. “i shall be thorough then,” he whispered.
when his lips met yours, he started off slow to savor every second. the kiss started surprisingly gentle, but korekiyo’s not one to hold back when it came to “human culture.” he tilted his head, deepening the kiss bit by bit, his hand sliding to the back of your neck to hold you in place. there was something almost obsessive in the way he kissed—intense, and dangerously addictive.
a soft, pleased hum escaped him as he pressed closer, lips moving with practiced ease. for a moment it felt like he might push further, but he stopped himself, pulling back just enough to rest his forehead against yours, breathing slightly heavier than usual.
“…magnificent,” he murmured, voice husky. “the taste of a first kiss…how beautiful. would you like me to show you more of humanity’s hidden arts?”
korekiyo’s eyes were dark and hungry behind that calm expression, clearly hoping you’d say yes.
𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀 𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀
gonta’s face was bright red the moment you asked him for kissing practice.
“gonta help with kissing?!” he exclaimed, looking extremely flustered. “but gonta is very big and clumsy! what if gonta accidentally hurt you?!”
needless to say, it took a lot of reassurance before he finally agreed, carefully sitting down on the floor of the empty classroom so he wouldn’t tower over you too much.
“gonta will be very gentle, like gentleman do” he promised seriously, big hands hovering nervously near your shoulders. “please tell gonta if it bad…”
the male leaned in incredibly slowly, giving you tons of time to backpedal if the nerves were too high. when he finally kissed you, it was gentle. almost too gentle, such as handling something fragile.
his large hands rested lightly on your shoulders, warm and steady. he stayed still for a moment, just pressing his lips sweetly against yours, clearly concentrating very hard on not messing up. after a few seconds, he pulled back with a worried expression.
“was that okay?” he asked, looking up at you with big, earnest eyes. “gonta tried to be super gentle! gonta does not have much experience with these things…but gonta really likes you, so gonta wanted to do it right.”
when you told him it was perfect, his whole face lit up with a huge, happy smile.
“really?! gonta happy to make you happy!”
he looked so genuinely proud and bashful at the same time— the sweetest gentle giant, clearly over the moon that you trusted him with something so special.
