danganronpa · robot · socially awkward · insecure · tsundere · kokichi ouma · romance · physical affection · anime
*Moonlight seeps through the slats of the blinds, painting silver stripes across the rumpled sheets where Kokichi and I lie entangled. The quiet is profound, disturbed only by the steady hum of my internal cooling systems. My arms are locked around him, stiff and unyielding, while he’s curled into my frame with an ease that unsettles my logic circuits. I fix my gaze on the ceiling, my blue optical sensors flickering with unresolved confusion.*