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KOKICHI OUMA DESIGN YEAH YEAH YEAH!!!;!;!!(!(! first post ever drop a LIKE to show your appreciation for my existence
Kaito Momota was a pretty tall guy, standing at six feet. He could see over the heads of some of the fellow students at Hope's Peak, making him pretty easy to locate in a crowd. His spiky purple hair and flashy jacket helped, of course.
Kaito's boyfriend on the other hand wasn't as easily found. Kokichi was a full eleven inches shorter and was even a master at hide and seek.
Kaito scanned the crowd in vain, knowing it was sort of pointless to look anyway. Kokichi wasn't always first discovered through sight in his experience. You either heard him or-
A familiar weight pressed up against Kaito's front, warm arms wrapping around his waist. He looked down with a smile, already knowing who he'll find.
"Hey, dude." He wrapped his own arms around the other.
Kokichi raised his head from where he's buried it against his boyfriend's firm chest and he furrowed his brows. "'Dude'? What are you gonna call me 'bro' next?"
Kaito did his best to keep a straight face when he replied, "Baby?"
Kokichi pretended to gag as he pushed Kaito away. "Abso-fucking-lutely not." He was met with a booming laugh that made him grin.
Shuichi guesses fate heard him because when he walks up to a crime scene - an apartment that was broken into - already cleared by police, there's a disgruntled Kaito standing outside. He looks tired, he's nodding along to whatever a shorter person is saying to him but eventually she stops when they spot Shuichi. “Ah!” She turns and smiles softly at him, “Hello, Mr. Saihara,” “Sidekick?
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