A/N: WOAH M8 1K VIEWS... I didn't even think I could have that many views to be honest... Eh might as well have a celebration or something....
Woop:
Headcannon: Whatever Ouma throws at Saihara, he'll throw it back at it.
Best Headcannon that I'm never going to do: Kaito is a huge fan of MLP.
Thanks @Melodica_Lover
P.S: If you're reading this, I hope you get over the depression.
~Cherry Web
"I would like to file a complaint. My complaint is that you are too ugly for life.
Just kidding."
-Ouma.
Ouma. Ouma, Ouma, Ouma.
He would always file stupid complaints about our detective policy. If he really hates us, why does he still come over? I don't know to be honest and I run this place! And I'm a detective for god's sake... Though, maybe it's because he still like hanging out with me like in that killing game simulator. Oh don't get me started on that simulator..."Saihara-Channnn!" I heard Ouma enter through the front doors. Wait... Is he wearing those clothes from the simulator? Ow I bit my tongue...
"O-Ouma! W-what brings you h-here?" I said stuttering most of the time. Don't stutter now Saihara. You've known him since 2 years ago in that killing game. So why now?!
"Eh? My beloved Saihara-Chan still stutters around me? I guess I really did steal your heart!" Ouma said happily. I felt a finger brushing me in my right arm.
~Lololol Flashback~
"I stole you heart so now I'm satisfied. I don't need to take your life anymore~"
~Lololol Present~
I guess he really did steal my heart. His smile is adorable, everytime he laughs is cute, I just want to hold his hand and... Wait why am I thinking about these things?
"Hmm? Is my beloved thinking about me? Or is it someone else?" He said in a darker tone.
"W-why are you wearing the clothes from the killing game?" I asked to change the topic.
"I think they look cute on me. Don't you agree?" He said cheerfully.
"Y-yeah..." Okay backtrack a little bit. Why did I agree?! Oh Atua knows what's next for me...
"W-wait w-what?" Huh? Since when does Ouma stutter? I guess this is my chance to get back at him.
"Who's stuttering now Ouma?" I said with a smirk.
"H-hey! I'm not cute..."
"You are to me Ouma-kun. Or should I say Ouma-Chan?"
He moved a little farther away from me. "O-Ouma-Chan?! Why Chan? That's my thing." He said shyly.
"If you stole my heart I gotta steal something back, right?" I said with confidence.
"I would like to file a complaint, you keep flirting with me." Ouma said playfully punching my arm. It was a soft touch but why does his hand feel really soft on my arm? What is this feeling in my chest that becomes so warm?
"Hm? Another complaint? I thought you loved me Ouma-Chan..." I put up some puppy eyes to Ouma.
His face looked like he was panicking about the situation. "U-umm... I do?" he replied back with a confused face.
It took a while for me to realize how close I am to Ouma. It's alot actually... We remained silent for 10 minutes till Ouma-ku- I mean Ouma-Chan, for now, till he broke the awkward silence.
"So... Are you free this Saturday at 8?" Ouma started off.
"Yeah..." Saihara replied.
"Wanna come to my place?"
"Sure."
End
A/N: My reason for not making 1K word oneshots: Robeats, Reading Other Oumasai Oneshots, Pranking my friends that my cousin is forever gone.
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