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“Mmm~ Mm.. Mmm!” He hummed as he walked down the sidewalk, a small skip in the boy’s step. The light from the street lights being the only thing allowing him to see through the dark fog and soft rain. The night was calm and cool, the wind brushing against his skin.He’d just left the library just a few minutes ago, slowly and quickly making his way to the bus stop. It’d take about 10-15 minutes to even arrive due to delays, but it left a small bit of time for him to send a few quick messages once he got there.He leaned against the pole as he waited, the occasional car driving by and giving a curious glance over to where he stood. The dampness in the air clung to his clothes, but he didn’t mind it too much—it was refreshing in a way. His fingers fidgeted with his phone, checking the time again. Still another ten minutes. He tapped his foot against the pavement, the rhythm of his humming picking up again, filling the quiet night with a soft, carefree tune.As he stood there, the soft drizzle coating his hair in a fine mist, his phone buzzed in his hand. He glanced down at the screen, a faint smile curling on his lips as a familiar name popped up. He quickly opened the message, his fingers dancing across the screen in response. The distant sound of the bus approaching echoed faintly in the background, but for now, his focus was on the conversation lighting up his screen. The world around him, drenched in fog and rain, seemed to fade away, replaced by the warmth of those few simple words.As the bus came to a stop in front of him, he quickly shoved his phone back into his pocket before boarding, taking a seat in the back. He took his headphones out from his bag, listening to music as the bus drove down the street. The bus was always nice and quiet around these times, it was his favorite.
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The small raindrops rolled down the window slowly, a few falling as if racing another one, he watched that until it got to his regular stop. He got off, thanking the bus driver, as he walked the small path down to his house. With a soft, uneasy sigh, he unlocked the door, not surprised to hear his parents fighting again. He was hoping it’d be one of those nights where they left him alone, but unfortunately not…“Where the fuck have you been, you fucking bitch?! You were supposed to be home 20 minutes ago!” His mother yelled, storming over to him. The smell of alcohol was clear on her breath, despite how old she was and her doctor literally telling her she couldn't drink, she still did anyways. “I bet you tried to fucking run away again, huh? You’re so ungrateful-!” She continued to shout nonsense that he’s heard many times already as he just went to his room, locking it behind him. Thankfully his mother just gave up, leaving him alone for now.He threw his bag down onto his desk before sitting down, opening his laptop to study for a little while as he waited for his phone to ring. The person he was waiting for wouldn't be home for another small while, about half an hour at least.He jumped up immediately as his phone rang, answering it as fast as he could. “Momoota-chaaaaan!” Kokichi yelled out to the other end.“Jesus, i’d like to keep my fucking hearing.” Kaito grumbled, letting out a deep sigh.“Sooorry!” He giggled, putting his pencil down. “How’d your test go? Was it as hard as you thought it’d be??”Kaito groaned, rubbing the back of his neck. "Ugh, don't remind me. I barely scraped by, but at least it's over." He paused for a moment, then added, "You probably would’ve aced it, huh?"Kokichi chuckled mischievously. "Of course! But then again, I am a genius." He twirled a strand of hair around his finger. "Anyway, don’t stress about it too much, Moomoo-chan~! Even if you failed, I’m sure there’s a career out there for someone as dumb as you."“Yeah, yeah, real funny,” Kaito replied, but Kokichi could hear the faint smile in his voice.“Hehe,” Kokichi giggled, shifting around in his chair to get more comfortable. “Your grandparents are still going out this weekend, right?” He asked after a small pause.“Yeah, why? You plan on coming over for the weekend again?”Kokichi's grin widened, even though Kaito couldn’t see it. “Maaaaybe~,” he teased, leaning forward as if it made him sound more conspiratorial. “I just thought it’d be fun to hang out without them around. You know, without anyone to ruin the party~!”Kaito sighed, though there was a trace of amusement in his voice. “You mean without anyone to keep you from causing trouble.”“Same thing,” Kokichi shrugged, twirling his pencil between his fingers again. “So, can I come over or not? I promise not to set anything on fire this time!”“God, fine," Kaito replied, shaking his head. "Just behave, alright?”“No promises~!” Kokichi sang, a playful glint in his eyes.—————Kokichi bit his lip, beginning to grow frustrated as he spammed the doorbell. “Momota-chaaann!!!! You better not be dead in there!!” He yelled out, kicking at the door.He continued to spam the doorbell until the door finally opened, a half-naked and annoyed Kaito standing in the doorway, his hair dripping wet. “You seriously have no fucking patients Oma,” He grumbled as the other walked in.“Your fault, slow poke.” He giggled, holding his hands behind his head.“Says the one who takes forever to cum.” Kaito smirked.Kokichi’s face flushed pink for a split second before he shot Kaito a glare, puffing out his cheeks in mock indignation. “Tch, liar! I just like to take my time and savor the moment~,” he quipped, striding confidently into the house as if nothing had rattled him.Kaito snorted, grabbing a towel and rubbing it through his wet hair. "Yeah, yeah, keep telling yourself that," he muttered under his breath, rolling his eyes.“Meanie,” Kokichi huffed, running over to Kaito’s room, the taller following close behind. “Should've came over sooner, could've had some fun in the shower.” He huffed, placing his bag on the bed.Kaito smirked, grabbing his waist from behind. “Doesn't mean we can't now,” He said in his ear, laying his head on Kokichi’s shoulder. “Something tells me you brought toys over again, didn't you?”“Maybe…” Kokichi hummed, looking up at him. “I got new ones, I wanna save ‘em for after!”“Mm…” Kaito groaned, placing a small kiss on his neck. “How about tonight then?”Kokichi bit his lip, smirking. “Why not right now? We don't have to use the toys. Besides, you need another shower.” He giggled, turning around to wrap his arms around Kaito’s neck.Kaito's smirk grew, pinning the smaller boy down to the bed. He immediately attacked his neck, biting and nibbling, his hands already headed under the others shirt, feeling his chest.The smaller gasped, whimpering softly. “Momo-chaan..” He whined. “I was thinking of something different for tonight,”“Oh?” The taller hummed, pulling away for a moment. “What did you have in mind then?”Kokichi bit his lip, leaning over to the side of the bed where his bag laid and pulled out a small box cutter. He looked up into Kaito's eyes with mischief. “It’ll be fun! Pretty please?” He said, giving the taller puppy eyes.Kaito gave him a skeptical look but gave in, sitting up and pulling the other into his lap. “Just be careful, don't get either of us killed.”“I won’t! It’ll hurt though,” Kokichi hummed as he took Kaito’s arm, rolling up his sleeve before putting the blade against his skin. “Reeeady?”The taller bit his lip, giving a small nod in agreement. The smaller immediately pushed the blade down, blood trickling down almost immediately as he cut out a small square in his arm.Kaito winced, watching his every move. “Are you sure this isn't gonna end up with me dead?” He asked, eyes widening as Kokichi ripped out the square he’d just cut out. “Agh, what the fuck Oma?! Could've gave a fucking warning!” He yelled.“Oops~” Kokichi giggled, holding the piece of flesh in the air. “I may have lied.. You know I looove you lots, riiight?”Kaito narrowed his eyes at the other. “What are you doing?” He asked, barely having time to react before having the box cutter shoved into his throat. “Kh-!”“Don't worry! I’ll savor every little part my love,” Kokichi smiled, pulling the box cutter out, the blood splattering onto his face. He waited until the taller one fell unconscious to start.He used the same box cutter to cut out a chunk where the heart was, being careful as he removed the beating organ. He smiled, placing it into a jar from his back before setting it to the side.Kokichi took the square he cut out earlier, nibbling at it, savoring the taste of Kaito’s flesh. “You taste delicious Momo-chan… So sad you don't get a taste!” He smirked, leaning down to lick the blood from Kaito’s neck.He released a soft breath, sticking his tongue into the wound. He continued to suck and lick up the blood, slowly reaching down to grab his own cock, rubbing it a few times before moving back, sitting on top of Kaito’s chest.“You look beautiful, Momo-chan,” The boy hummed, slowly sliding his length into the cut, moaning in pleasure. His fingers gripped onto the tallers hair as his movements increased, quickly hitting his climax. “I love you Kaito,” He said as he pulled out.He reached into his bag to grab a few wipes, quickly cleaning himself up before taking a butcher knife from his bag. He slowly cut through Kaito’s neck, the blood spewing over him. Kokichi held the now severed head in his hands before carefully putting it and the jar into his bag.