Gentle Flowers

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𝟷:𝟶𝟼 𝚙𝚖.

Kokichi Ouma. Some would call him a total freak, but I suppose it never got to him.

If only that were true.

Kokichi wandered the vibrant streets of New York city. He had quite recently moved there- but instantly regretted it. Random people spread all around him, screaming- swearing, and overall just creating shitty drama. It pissed Ouma the hell off.

'𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘴?' He thought to himself angrily, Ouma really needed some sort comfort from this... place. Place? could he really it that? more like a hell hole. ((//Yolo if anyone reading this is in NY i'm so sorry---//)) 

But thats when the small boy spotted it, a beautiful- little flower shop directly next to a Starbucks. He couldn't believe his luck- it looked perfect!

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''Holy shit...'' Kokichi mumbled to himself in complete awe, was this place real? Without a second of hesitation, Ouma rushed towards the flowers, his purple hair swaying, even shining as he quickly made his way towards the gorgeous little area, each pastel pink flower seemed to greet him.

((// Okay- forget that it says cakes lmfao--//))

Before Ouma could look around in amazment, the short Antagonist jumped in surprise as a loud and pretty girly- squeak interupted the moment. ''H-hey! ehh...erm..'' Ouma couldn't believe how much luck was on his side today, Did he just discover an actual angel?

Before his very eyes, stood a 5'7 tall teenage boy- about his own age. This kid has golden eyes that shone like lemons in the sunlight, his pale skin seemed to glow in the lights surrounding the ceiling. His dark navy-ish blue hair swayed with every breeze that drifted towards him.

He was hot. No lies, nadda. '𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘺...𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨...𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵. 𝘏𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦-'

''H-hello? Uhm...'' The said person infront of him started to sweat nervously. It was in that moment that Kokichi realized he had been staring at him- red faced... for about ten minutes.

But it gets worse.

''Wow... you're fine... UH! I MEAN MINE- I MEAN-'' While Ouma had his major gay panic attack, The other male just managed to chuckle.

''I'm Shuichi Saihara, who are you?'' Shuichi gave the smaller grape fruit a warm, loving smile. Kokichi almost passed out right on the spot.

''O-oh my god, uhm,,,I'm Kokichi Ouma! A supreme leader of evil, ruler of the world!'' He was just able to save his cool, damn. This... Saihara almost made him drop the mask. Good try emo, It'll take alot more than being attractive.

''Ouma huh? Cute name! I-I like it!'' Saihara blushed slightly. Mc edgelord also found Ouma Kokichi to be unbelievably adorable. He was gonna enjoy this, sly fucker.

''C-cute!?'' Ko jumped back harshly, nearly knocking over a violet purple rose pot. ''Clearly y-you uhm... haven't looked hard enough! I'm soooooOOOOOO A super evil overlord!!'' Ouma yelled in fake anger. ''Tsh. Stupid, hot-'' Kokichi was interupted. ''I heard that~'' Shuichi cooed. Ouma couldn't take this. Grabbing a random plant, he abruptly shoved it onto the wooden desk.

''H-here! Asshole... Geez Saihara-chan! You're so meeeeaaaan...''  Where did all of Saihara's confidence come from? He was so shy a second ago... Must be the overpowering gay tension in the room. Shit.

Shu Grinned, knowing he had won. Without Ouma noticing, he sneakily slipped a sticky-note containing the boy's phone number into the plant. ''Enjoy!~ Please come back soon.~''

''Okay, okaaaaay... Psh...'' Ouma-Kun blushed. That flirtatious bitch, he had noticed the tiny yellow note. Cute.

'𝘏𝘦𝘺 𝘒𝘰! 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭/𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵.- +𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘵 𝘕𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳+ 

 -𝘍𝘳𝘰𝘮, 𝘚𝘩𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢. 𝘗.𝘴, 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳 <3


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