I'll protect you! -PG OUMAMI REWRITE-

Meeting him..

⚠️BULLYING, SELF HATRED, USE OF F SLUR, CURSING, AND SUICIDAL THOUGHTS⚠️

-KOKICHI'S POV-
Just as I enter school, I'm greeted with someone shoving me onto the ground. Fuck. Already? I look up to see all of my books scattered around me.
"HEY, WATCH IT F*GGOT!" I hear his voice boom in my ears. Kaito. Kaito momota. An absolute jackass. He's bullied me since 7th grade, he's the reason I despise school. I get abused enough at home, and having him just make it worse.
"Ah- I'm sorry" I apologize even though it wasn't even my fault. If I say anything else I'll get punched.
"Yeah, yeah, hey! This afternoon is ur weekly beat up session! Also, I'm bringing a new friend this time! I told him all about how pathetic you are." He tells me, running off. Every week, Kaito would choose a day and that afternoon I would get beat up to "knock some sense into me". It's not like I can fight back, Kaito is big and muscular, and I'm just a twink.
God, I hate myself so much.

* yes yes time skip brought to you by uh uh uhhhh my girlfriend 🤭 hey Quinn lol*

The last bell finally goes off, time to go home. Aw shit, I can't. Stupid Kaito and his stupid ass beat up sessions. Maybe if I run now, he won't catch me-
"KOKICHI! OVER HERE" I hear his loud voice shout out for me. I groan, walking towards him. Great, time to get more bruises. Kaito immediately pushes me to the ground, knocking my body against the brick wall. We were behind the school, so nobody can see us. It's him and Kiibo- it's always them. (Sorry Kaito and kiibo fans 😔💔) They make my life miserable every single day. I see Kaito reach into my bag and pull out a familiar book. Fuck. My diary. DAMN IT! I KNEW I SHOULD'VE LEFT THAT FUCKING THING AT HOME!
"Heyyy, what's this?" Kaito asks, flipping through it. His eyes grow wide when he realizes what it is.
"WOAHH JACKPOT!" He practically screams. I cover my face, don't let them see you cry ouma. Don't let them know. To make it even worse, he begins to quote my words.
"Maybe I should just kill myself, Dude! That's an awesome idea!" He shouts at me, throwing the book at me.
"How pathetic. Do you honestly think anyone would ever care if you died or not? You mean nothing. You're worthless." He mutters at me, kicking me a few times.

So, so worthless.

Worthless child.

That's what I am.

"Taro! You're here! Ohhh, and you brought a bat? Awesome!" Kaito suddenly changes his voice to sound more happier. This must be his friend. And he has a fucking bat? Are you serious. I listen to the sound of footsteps approaching me, great, here we go. Just get it over with. I listen to him lifting up the bat, ready to knock the shit out of me. I look him to at least catch a glimpse of what he looks like.

Woah.

His eyes...

They are the most beautiful thing I've ever spotted.

What am I even talking about?! He's about to knock me out! But... he doesn't? He just... stands there.. staring into my soul. It's like we are talking, but without saying anything.

-RANTARO'S POV-
Wait... what the fuck just happened? I'm supposed to, knock this boy out? But.. he's looks so innocent. So helpless. I can't do this!
"Tarooo what are you waiting for? Hit him already!" Kaito tells me. I drop the bat at my feet, cashing kokichi to jump a bit.
"Has he done anything to us?" I ask Kaito.
"Well no, but look how worthless he is! Such a homo!" Kaito's answer is just what I expected. He doesn't have a valid excuse for bullying this poor boy.
"There's nothing wrong with homosexuality. And if he hasn't done anything wrong, I'm not hurting him." I say in a stern voice. The expression across Kaito's face goes from cheerful to disgusted. All of a sudden, his arms are on my chest and I fall next to the boy.
"FINE! YOU CAN JOIN HIM! F*GGOT!" I hear Kaito roar in anger. I clench my fists, fighting the urge to punch that grin off his face. Him and kiibo walk away, leaving me and the boy alone. We sit in silence for a few moments, then the boy begins to pack his belongings.
"Hey, what's your name?" I ask him, helping him grab his stuff.
"Kokichi ouma." He answers, standing up.
"Nice to meet you, I'm rantaro- sorry about that" I apologize, and put my hand out for him to shake. He examines me before immediately shaking my hand. Gosh, his hands are so cold, so tiny.
"Did they hurt you?" I ask him.
"Yeah, just a few more bruises, I'll be fine-" He replies, letting go of my hand.
"What?! No way! Cmon, let's go to my house! I have a few things to fix you up there!" I tell him.
"But-"
"No buts. You can trust me kokichi. I'm not gonna hurt you, I promise." I cut him off while wrapping my arms around him, assuring him he's safe. He doesn't hug me back, but he doesn't stop me either.

-KOKICHIS POV-
Holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit- oh my goodness he's touching me. He's so warm. Oh geez how I've always wanted to be hugged. I can feel my face growing beet red, I hide my face in his shirt.

Hold me Rantaro.

And never let me go.

I finally agree to going to his house, he grabs my hand and begins to lead the way.

A/n: WOOHOO! LONGER CHAPTER YAYAAYAYAY! ANYWAYS UH SORRY IM RLLY BUSY AND WORKING ON TWO BOOKS AT THE SAME TIME HHHH BUT HOPE U ENJOYED!
Word count: 985