(Ishimaru X Reader) Bathroom Counters Part 1

💜💚(Ishimaru X Reader) Bathroom Counters💚💜 Part 1

I take requests and am fine with fluff, angst (not entirely good at that) and smut, mweh heh.~ If I do start getting requests, they might be slow since I like to take my time.~

Here is Masterlist of things I know.~

Part 2

Key:

💚 = Lime/Lil Spicey

💛 = Lemon/ Lotz Spicey

💙 = Sad

❤️ = Angsty (won't do many of these unless prompted)

💜 = Fluff

💔 = Heartbreak (rare)

WARNINGS: MENTIONS OF GORE AND R@PE FROM 'THE FIRST PURGE'! MONDO AND LEON ARE IN THIS CHAPTER SO YOU KNOW WHAT COMES WITH THEM!~ SMALL PANIC ATTACK WARNING! POTENTIAL CUTENESS OVERLOAD FROM TAKA!~

"Put me down! Dude, my skirt is lifting up, fuck off!" My (s/c) (Skin Color) hands pounded fruitlessly on the strong back of the one and only Mondo Owada.

    Currently, I was slung over his shoulder as he forced me with him to Leon's house for a hang out. This corn head only had one arm tightened around my waist as I squirmed in his grip and screamed to be let go once again, to which he only chuckled and shifted me to keep me from falling.

"Ya know that I'm not letting go, just like I know that you don't care about people seeing under ya skirt." A few runaway strands of my (h/t) (Hair Type) hair fell into my mouth from my ponytail, eliciting me to sputter it back out before answering the smug gangster holding me captive.

    He wasn't wrong with what he said but I still felt the need to feign injustice. "Okay, fine, maybe not, but that doesn't change the fact that I don't wanna go to ol' firehead's house for some stupid party!"

    My steely gaze glared at the back of Mondo's dark brown mullet that contrasted the burnt orange of his bumpy pompadour. "S' not a party, just a small gathering of friends, doll."

    I could practically feel the smile he donned on his tanned face. "Not my fault that you get a bit too into your "Ultimate" when my bro is around, kid. Into the goody goody ones, right?"

    The only response he received from me was a huff as my cheeks warmed and my legs crossed in the air at the resurfacing thought of our loud, innocent and hot class president.

'Fuck, he's right-'

    The "Ultimate" ability Mondo's referring to isn't my official title. To the world I'm "The Ultimate Home Designer" but to people closer to me, I've been dubbed as "The Ultimate Flirt" for my charismatic ability to flirt and turn on anyone, boy or girl. The ability doesn't phase me for the most part since I can control my urges that come with the quirk, though I would be lying if I hadn't used it to gain some "experience" at parties before.

    Unfortunately, the most affect it's had on Kiyotaka is that he becomes red and unresponsive, at best, instead of the usual flirty response I get back from most people. It's. . . unusual, to say the least. I suppose that just shows how much of a true gentleman Kiyotaka is. How troublesome.

    As my mind wanders to places I'd rather not say out loud, I stop resisting Mondo and hold my hands to my warm cheeks stretched into a bashful smile as the opportunity here clearly presents itself.

"Put me down, ya shitty piece of overdone corn, we have a party to go to!~" The change in my demeanor has the addressed boy loosening his grip around my waist so I can slide down his front to my feet, a lopsided smirk hanging off his lips as I do.

"Knew you'd come around eventually, and looky here, we've already made it." After fixing my school uniform, I lift my head to gaze upon the mansion that is Leon Kuwata's. Said aforementioned male claims he needs all of this space for "when the ladies start rolling in", his words not mine, and they need a place to stay after an "exhausting night". And yet no one has seen any trace of these supposedly rolling women. Everyone believes that they're getting ample rest; enough to leave before they're seen at least. Plus, Leon was always one for the saying "go big or go home". Guess he interpreted that saying differently.

"Yosh, lets go in then! They don't know I'm coming, right?~ What better surprise than the Ultimate Home Designer?" A wink and blowing kiss sent to the stagnant boy beside me starts him off towards the dark mahogany front door ahead of us with any eye roll.

    Following his ring, I see the camera above the threshold point at Mondo's tall frame blocking my smaller one from view. Soon after, it puts out Leon's slightly rough voice, accompanied by a symphony of other distant male voices in the background, from our sides.

"Come on in, the door's open!"

Taking the invite inside that's basically extended to me, I quickly slide in front of Mondo and enter before him. After slipping off our shoes and replacing them with the red and white guest house shoes available, I start to look for everyone. I've only been here a few times which makes the layout a bit fuzzy at the moment, so I just follow the familiar mixed voices to a modern looking living room with all of the boys sitting around a circular, inactive kotatsu.

All of the boys from class 78 were present, save two. Hifumi had left for a fan-fiction convention right after school today, and the "class prince", Byakuya, would never be caught dead with any of us outside of school except maybe Makoto but that's a different kind of tea.

The two guys right in front of the doorway when I came in were the flame headed host and the only person that could persuade me to come with just the mention of his presence alone: Kiyotaka Ishimaru. With everyone so engrossed in the snacks at the table and each of the conversations taking place, they didn't notice Mondo and I walk in until I dropped down to my knees and crawled in between Leon and Taka. Slinging my arms around both of their shoulders, I feel them jolt, Leon more than Taka, before snapping their confused expressions to the sides of my smiling face addressed mainly towards Leon. "You know it's really rude not to invite me to your little parties! What? You afraid I'm gonna redesign your shitty house?"

At the sound of my feminine voice cutting through the deeper ones of everyone else, all attention turns to me. The innocent children of the group give me a smile and greeting while Hiro lets out a little 'Yo'. Seeing this and being my totally not over dramatic self, I grab at the left side of my partially unbuttoned school dress shirt, and fall to the left into Taka's lap.

"Ahh!! My heart! I've been impaled from the innocence!~ Goodbye hopeful world!~ Bleh."

My sudden drop made Chihiro and Makoto fret for second, blushing profusely even though I've done this before, while Hiro prays for my soul to be passed on safely. Knowing him, he probably thought I really was dead.

Unbeknownst to my momentarily diva self, Taka was gently blushing with his hands raised in an unsure way as he gazed down at my outstretched form draped across his white uniform pants.

"(Y/N)! It is good to see you as well but this is not how you sit at the table! Please straighten up!" His loud, commanding voice made my body shiver as I took a silent deep breath.

"I don't care about how you're sitting, my house isn't shitty, stupid! I'm sure it's bigger than yours!" Leon's aggravated voice harshly invaded my ears before I could slip into another fantasy.

At this point, Mondo had taken the last empty place between Chihiro and Makoto while everyone started up their conversations again, having no interest in Leon's yelling. Peeking an eye open to look up at the the irritated boy staring down at me with his pale grey eyes, I smirk and reluctantly sit up to retaliate.

Turning on my charm, a chuckle resonates from me as my pointer finger trails from Leon's stomach to the top of his beard with my face closing near his faltering gaze. I lightly tug on his facial hair, dragging my lips up his neck and next to his ear. The warmth of his oncoming blush and hot breath coming through his barely parted lips radiates onto my (s/c) neck as I respond in a sultry voice, loud enough for everyone to hear. " 'I'm sure it's bigger than yours'?~ I bet you have to say that all the time to your "female" dates, huh Leon?~"

Hiro and Mondo immediately started laughing boisterously while the children sat there a bit confused.

"Uh, you compare houses on your dates, Leon?" Makoto asked with a thoughtful expression.

    This only made Hiro and Mondo laugh harder, myself eventually joining in quietly as I slithered back into the safety of Taka's lap to put some distance between me and a now even angrier, red-faced Leon. I both felt and heard a sigh from my new seat as Kiyotaka looked from Mondo and Hiro to me with an accusatory look in his piercing red eyes.

"I do not know what that was supposed to mean, but given that Leon is even angrier, and bro and Hiro are laughing, I can only deduce that it is not about houses! And in that case, if it was something mean, that was not very nice, (Y/N)!"

His scolding tone, the feeling of his words reverberating in his chest against my arm, has my face pinking and insides tightening momentarily as I laugh harder to hide my reaction.

"And another thing, I do not think it is appropriate for you to sit-"

"Oh c'mon, Taka, lighten up!~ It's Friday night and next week is Spring Break so have some fun!~ Please?~"

Everyone agrees with me in their own ways as Leon just scoffs under his breath before turning everyone's attention to the TV to find something for us all to watch, not waiting for Taka's response. I keep my gaze on the uniformed boy I'm sitting on, moving further to sell my point, and hopefully distract him from the beginning of his previous argument, by wrapping my arms around around his slim torso and giving a pouty face.

I could feel the rising and falling of his chest, every hidden muscle he's gained from the joint workout days with Mondo under his jacket. His posture was rigid even while sitting, which was the opposite of his fluctuating heartbeat doing backflips it seemed. It was all felt just through my close proximity, and I loved every little thing about him.

This time around, I saw his pale cheeks and the tips of his ears burning a tinge of red as he stares down at me, our eyes locked together for a few time-slowing moments. My face was moving daringly closer to his grasping one while taking in every detail for as long as I could. His mouth was partially agape as if he had something to say, warm breath fanning my (s/c) face. Like before, his arms hung in the air to my sides, hesitant to place them anywhere in fear of their placing being wrong. Our position made me warm all over and I'm unable to help myself from sneaking a glance to his teasingly parted lips.

Suddenly, as if someone returned time to its normal speed, Taka takes in a staccato breath before snapping his colored face to the side, now hiding his radiant eyes behind eyelids as his hands find solace flat on the floor. 'So close!' This reaction halts my slow advancement as a small pout tugs down the corners of my lips.

"I understand this is free time b-but we must keep peace. Though.." Opening his eyes again, he accompanies his crimson pupils and face with a small, awkward half smile to face me again.

"I will try my very best to have fun."

The pure stare of determination he expressed towards me despite his moment of hesitance made my heart skip a beat, my previously pleading facade faltering into a snippet expression of adoration. My grip on the sides of his uniform tightened a little, and I wanted nothing more than to kiss, and maybe fuck, him. . . though that immediate reaction was rudely interrupted by the noise of everyone else at the table.

It seems they, Mondo and Leon being literally the only ones, had been arguing this whole time, but Taka and I had been stuck in our own little bubble until it was forcibly popped by the increasingly loud voices. I quickly let go of his uniform jacket and straightened up my posture like Taka already had when redirecting his attention to the chaos ensuing as well. At the moment Mondo and Leon were arguing about whether to watch a scary movie or an action movie respectively.

"You're just a big ol' scaredy bitch, Leon! Can't handle a few jump scares?~"

"I can totally handle that baby shit, Mondo, I just want to watch something exciting! It's my house!"

Makoto was trying to calm down Leon, Chihiro was attempting the same with Mondo, and Hiro was just cowering back from the table so as to not be a part of the drama. A sigh of exasperation leaves my mouth as I changed my position in Taka's lap so I was reverse cowgirling his legs.

'I guess I'll have to continue this later. Kiyotaka will fall for me tonight! My internal vow had me nodding to myself with a clenched hand held to my chest.

Since I was talking to myself, like a normal person, I didn't notice Taka's flared up face as he stared at my figure in its new position. He had his mouth agape again like he wanted to say something but his embarrassment caught his voice just before it could be released. After a minute of listening to the arguing of the two hot headed boys and sitting through the inability to speak to me about where I should sit, Taka apparently just decided to deal with with something he could handle right now: being a mediator and leader.

Amusingly enough, his voice seemed to be fine with working for this course of action after clearing his throat.

"Bro, Leon! Please calm down! There is no need to fight because I am sure there is a movie that involves both action and scary elements!"

Even as Taka slipped back into his usual authoritative self his blush stayed, leaving the only other questioning thing being me in his lap. Mondo looked only momentarily surprised to see it as he stopped yelling to look at his bro with face of simmered anger that was quickly dispelled and replaced with one of mischief.

Kiyotaka overlooked his bros' demeanor change, but I focused on it to which Mondo responded by starting to silently tease me with different expressions insinuating towards Taka and I doing. . . things. Leon on the other hand couldn't care less except that he would've wanted me to sit in his lap like that, but didn't even bother to argue the point. Not that the stubborn boy would ever admit his attraction to me directly.

"Oh yeah? And what movie is that, Poindexter?" The latter boy asked condescendingly to my seat. (Like calling him a seat is any better-)

"How about 'Deep Blue Sea'-" He answered matter-of-factly with a raised pointer finger.

"Ugh! We are NOT watching another stereotypical shark movie! Especially an old one like that! They're not even scary! Next!"

I remember watching Kiyotaka's suggested movie with him, Mondo, Sakura, and Aoi when it reaired in theaters last summer. It was supposed to be a class bonding thing, but us 5 were the only ones able and willing to go. Everyone was joking about it afterwards, but Taka was perturbed and "covertly" came up with reasons to avoid going to our following beach weekend.

It was safe to say that Mondo and I both knew he thought it was a genuinely scary movie.

Probably to keep Taka from saying another embarrassingly innocent suggestion, and save him the ridicule of Leon, Mondo butts in with a suggestion of his own after a few moments of thinking.

"How about. . .'The First Purge'?~"

This caught Leon's attention as he stopped sneering to grin challengingly at Mondo, seeming to have reached an unsaid consensus on the movie now.

"Its on Prime Video." He added, which spurred Leon to get to work on pulling it up. Though those two seemed excited for the movie, the rest of the group grew a bit uneasy.

"H-Hey guys, maybe we should do a, uh, majority vote. . ?" Hiro asked shakily with Chihiro and Makoto nodding their heads along.

Though Taka didn't say or do anything to object, I could feel his legs stiffen up underneath me which, I'm guessing, is what he did with the rest of himself. As everyone else once again descended into their own discussion, Taka and I were left with each other. Turning my body to look at him, I see the usually confident boy sitting stiff as a board and shoulders held squarely taut. Though it may seem like he was just sitting like he normally does, being so close allowed me to feel the tenseness his posture now held.

    His behavior concerned me since it was obvious that he was scared of watching this movie, even more so than that shark movie. To avoid the poorly remade human Grillby from hearing me, I scoot back further in his lap and leaned against Taka's chest, turning my head to whisper to him discretely.

"If you get scared you can hold onto me, Taka."

    Said addressed boy flinched subtly from both my words and sudden close proximity as his shallow breaths became more apparent, worry and building fear swirling and tainting his faltering eyes as they set on my contrasting, (e/c) (Eye Color) ones. My suggestion was born from both concern for my friend as well as a tiny, selfish desire of wanting to feel him close to me like we are now. I don't want to see him in fear like this though; it doesn't suit him.

    After staring at me, or through me, I couldn't tell, he finally starts to calm down again and gently nod his head. Once more, his rare, gentle voice made an appearance.

"Thank you, (Y/N). I much appreciate the generous offer," A low, lofty chuckle makes him close his eyes. "And here I thought I was to be the brave one." His adorable quip, although simple, made me smile stupidly at him and laugh quietly to myself.

    Finding myself this close to the man (Yes our bean of innocence is a mans, a gentlemans-) I've been silently pining over ever since this semester started has my bonfire of desire relit as it was earlier, just not as strong. It's taking everything out of me not to just lean up and kiss him right now, the only thing holding me back being probability that Taka would consider that intimate and not want the attention it would bring to us.

    Especially since I would be doing it seemingly out of no where in his perspective.

    I wanted to respect his world renown morals, so I just huffed internally before turning my head forward again, not moving from Taka's strong chest. It made me feel like the one being protected and it was the only thing I could do to quell my restarted fire. . . for now. His arms were on either side of me, resting on the table now, and caging me in his lap against the round edge of the table.

    In my recent movement of leaning back against my now upgraded chair, I had positioned myself further up his thighs so my back was flush against his front. This fact suddenly became obvious to Taka as he had calmed himself down enough to notice the immediate smell of my peach-scented shampoo from under his chin. It was so sudden that he jolted a little and stiffened up for the second time against me which made me chuckle to myself, inferencing well on why he did so.

"(Y-Y/N), I think now is a good time to talk about your s-seating arrangement-" Luckily for me, this was the moment when the argument had been settled.

"Okay! Then it's settled! The rest of you sissies will have partners while I will stay strong by myself.~" A large amount of smugness coated Leon's voice as he unknowingly cut off Taka while addressing everyone.

    Mondo rolled his pale lavender eyes at the boast as Chihiro moved closer to him as his partner, which left Makoto and Hiro to fend with each other, and defaulted me and Taka together. That was good because I wasn't giving him up. Ignoring Mondo's restarted silent teasing towards me about my closer proximity and the unseen glances also sent towards Taka about his red face, I watched as Leon finally hit play and dimmed off the lights with his phone. By now the sun had started to set so it would get darker in the room as the movie went on, giving a better ambience.

(Gonna be honest, got all info about The First Purge from Wiki ehhh- I FEIGN PLOT RELEVANCY-)

    As the intro played, I could feel the bubble of ease I had set up for Taka dissipate as he shivered. I tilted my head down to see his pale hands clenched on the table as his heart beat faster against my back. Putting my attention seemingly back to the big screen, I reached my hands up to take a hold of his, my thumbs caressing along the backs of his taut tendons. He lets out a warm, shaky breath against the side of my neck that unintentionally drives me crazy again. This time there is nothing to stop me from taking a step towards mirroring my imagination and reality.

    My warm hands take a hold of Taka's cold fists to guide his arms around my waist. Due to his building fear, the boy in question doesn't react negatively, instead taking the gentle movement prompt and hugging me tighter like a teddy bear. The caresses of my thumbs to the dorsal side of his hands don't stop as he does this, my concern for him still there but just mixed in with other. . . exciting motives. Nothing harmful.

At this point, we've reached the part of the movie where Nya is almost raped, her screams make even me shiver and turn my head away. Knowing Taka is probably taking this worse, I do him the courtesy of slowly turning sideways in his tight grip around my waist to cover his ears. At my touch and the sudden quiet, Taka's screwd shut eyes shoot open to stare tearfully up at me from his hunched position, the pained look storming in his beautiful ruby eyes nothing I want to see again. This dampers my alternative motives harshly, and I stare right back, trying to convey as much comfort with just my eyes as humanly possible.

    Having seen him communicate with some of the special needs students on campus before, I know he can read lips so I mouth soothing words to him.

"Don't worry, it's gonna be okay. Just focus on me, Taka."

    With him not being able to hear the movie as much anymore, I can feel his body slowly relax against me, his posture sagging further with tiredness. The intense stare he normally carried 24/7 is reduced to one of half-lidded, gentle gratitude and seeping weariness. Eventually I started to tune out the bloody noises of the movie and hum lowly to him as my hands, still covering his ears, guided Taka's head to rest against my chest as I noticed his eyes fluttering. Some time passed when the strict boy began to fully lean on me as he drifted into a hopefully peaceful sleep.

    I felt an unfathomable amount of self content at seeing my uptight, spiky haired class president leaning against me in complete relaxation. These emotions were so overpowering that I didn't even notice that the movie was over. With my focus being solely focused on Kiyotaka, I also spared no attention to the stare of Mondo who was the only other person not shaking in a wad of covers *cough**cough* mainly Leon *cough**cough*. Even if I had seen him I wouldn't have bothered to let the gangster tear my gaze away from the innocent face Taka held while holding me with all the trust in the world right now.

This is part 1 of 2!~ Hope you enjoyed this and my other stories to come!~ The next part of this will be a direct continuation and will come real soon!~ Love you, dearies!~

Part 2

Hiya, who are your favorite Danganronpa guys and gals to write for? Have a good day!

AHH, MY FIRST ASK!!!~ ARIGATO ARIGATO!!

Ok ok, so I'm only up to the anime Hope Arc, but I'm sure there will be many more once I'm all done.~ But so far my favorite guys are Kiyotaka, Mondo, Ghundam, Fuyuhiko, and TeruTeru, while my fav girls are Sakura, Toko, Kyoko, Peko, and Ibuki!~

THANK YOU AGAIN, I APPRECIATE IT!~ HAVE A RAINBOW-TEA DAY AS WELL!~

This...is also something I should have left unoutlined, haha.~ Love Taka-kun, though.~ Best boi.~

What’s one question you wish more people asked you?

Oh, I do not know.~ Perhaps why I always seem to try to give everyone a fair chance and the answer would be this: Everyone should be treated as though they are innocent unless proven otherwise.~ I do not care what you have done or who people think you should or should not be, because every one of us is human.~ Everyone makes mistakes and sometimes we cannot help but dwell on them, but do not let’s them define you.~

I hope I have not gone too deep with that answer, haha!~ Have a rainbow-tea day, dearies.~

This is Valor (name yet to be concrete) and it’s a character from my sister’s book she writing!~ Best I’ve drawn in a while.~ IM PROUD OF THE HANDS!!~

Something happened while filling this page so it stays like that.~ UwU