A Homo? Oh No |Juzosuke One-Shots|

[18+] |Doubt and Reassurance| [Canon Divergence]

No matter how many times it happened, Juzo was always surprised when he woke up to Kyosuke beside him, oftentimes snuggled into his chest. No matter how many times it happened, he always thought at some point he'd wake up and realize that all of the affection his beloved showed him was nothing but a dream.

If you had told Juzo that he and Kyosuke would develop a romantic relationship with each other after everything went south at Hope's Peak High, Juzo would've laughed at you, sarcastically called you a comedian, and then punched you so hard you wouldn't wake up until next week.

For one thing, he never would've imagined the things that happened at Hope's Peak Academy would ever happen. Even in spite of his and Munakata's best efforts, things still spiraled out of control. For another, Juzo never would've imagined that Kyosuke would tolerate being around a gay man, let alone being in a relationship with one.

Although things were grim, Juzo had an easier time with coping with everything that was happening. The tragedy had destroyed the world and their lives as they knew it. Juzo regretted not being able to put it to a stop, particularly for Kyosuke's sake, but recognized that none of it was his fault and they both tried their best to put an end to the tragedy before it started. Though there were times where Juzo wondered if he could've done even more to prevent the tragedy.

"What's bothering you now?" Kyosuke mumbled in a sleepy haze, grabbing Juzo's clenched fist. Juzo subconciously completely skipped over any other negative emotions and jumped straight to anger in most situations. Sometimes he'd clench his fists subconsciously and usually it'd evolve into punching something within a few minutes if he didn't calm down. Kyosuke wasn't worried about being hit, he knew Juzo would never hurt him, but he was worried about Juzo hurting himself. On numerous ocassions Juzo had punched walls out of frustration, oftentimes leaving his knuckles bleeding.

"I can't help but feel like I could've done something else to stop this. I wish I could've prevented this for your sake. I don't want you living in a hell like this, it's not fair," Juzo said.

"We went above and beyond and it still wasn't enough to stop what happened. We'll restore the world, it's just going to take time." Kyosuke replied.

"I shouldn't have to worry about you dying all the time. I just want you to be safe."

"I want the same for you as well, you know."

"You had so much going for you too. It's not fair. You deserve better than this bullshit."

"What time is it?"

Juzo glanced at the clock on the side table, squinting to read the dimly lit numbers in the dark, "It's 2 in the morning."

"It's too early in the morning for us to be worrying about this shit right now. Both of us are already pushing our limits, try to relax while you can. It's not easy for me either but you can't expect to destroy despair if you're too exhausted to fight."

"I know, sorry to plague you with my problems. You shouldn't be so worried about me," Juzo said.

"You're not allowed to worry about me if I'm not allowed to worry about you," Kyosuke muttered, feeling irritated by how often Juzo was willing to disregard his own safety for him. Juzo frequently had the thought process that he didn't matter, that only Kyosuke mattered. Kyosuke knew this and that bothered him. It bothered the silver haired man how Juzo cared so little about himself when he was so important to him.

Juzo frowned, "I guess you're right but I just want you to be able to achieve your dreams and spread hope. It pisses me off that there's so many things in your way and I'd do anything to remove those obstacles for you."

Kyosuke moved his hand to Juzo's cheek, gently caressing the taller man, "It's problematic but at least despair hasn't ripped you away from me yet. The last thing I need is for despair to claim you as well. So please, go back to sleep."