Summary: Kokichi works so hard everyday, contrary to popular belief, so you pamper and take care of him after a long day because he deserves it

The calming echo of a bath faucet running filled the walls of the bathroom. You were sitting hunched over, checking the temperature. You then stood up, deciding to let the tub fill up. Your muscles tended, the stress of a long days work radiating throughout your body. You let out a long sigh, just as you heard the sound of the front door opening. A smile crept onto your face as you left to the living room to greet your boyfriend.

Upon noticing your entrance, Kokichi looked up at you and grinned. "Heeeeeeey [Name]~!" You noticed a slight lack of his usual energy. He probably had a long day. You smiled and approached him, stretching your arms wide to invite him in a hug. Noticing this, he let out his usual 'nishishishi' but collapsed into your embrace anyways. Your arms were fit snuggly on his small form as his own were wrapped around your neck loosely.

You placed your head on top of his, a chuckle escaping your lips as he nuzzled into your chest. "Tired, Kichi?" You asked softly, your grip around him tightening slightly. He merely nodded, humming quietly in response. You then remembered the bath you prepared earlier, an idea forming in your head. "Hey Kichi, you wanna bathe with me?" He stopped nuzzling, and instead peeked up at your through his messy hair. You saw a mischievous, but still tired, smirk on his face, another giggle coming from him.

"Oh~? You wanna get it on in the bathroom [Name]~?" He asked playfully. You laughed lightly. "No, just wanted to bathe with you. I'm not really up to it right now." You shrugged as Kokichi let out a dramatic gasp. "Besides, it looks like you're too tired to do anything like that right now." You reminded, and the male pouted. "If you didn't want to do it with me you could've just said so!"

The fake frown melted away into a soft smile. "But I don't mind that." You sighed again, a soft happy sigh this time. The corners of your lips tugged upward, and he looked back at you, eyes gleaming. "Let's go then." Slowly, the two of you broke the hug and made your way upstairs to the bathroom. Once the both of you were out of your clothes, you turned the faucet off and dissolved a violet bathbomb in the water, not missing your boyfriend's giggle.

You climbed in before him, beckoning for him to sit inbetween your thighs. His lithe and small body settled between yours. His dark purple hair was pushed back by a headband, which you removed, watching as his messy hair bounced lightly. Pushing his hair to one side, you kissed the nape of his neck tenderly. "You always work so hard. I want to take care of you."

Kokichi was oddly silent for a while, but then he sighed and leaned into your touch. "You always do, [Nickname]." He whispered softly, gratefulness and adoration in his voice. You smiled, knowing he always appreciated your gestures. Your hands smoothed across his back, massaging his sore muscles, giving particular knots extra attention. This received some quiet hums of relief.

"I'm going to wash your hair first." You decided, grabbing a bottle of lavender scented shampoo. Squeezing the purple liquid into your hands, you rubbed it together and began lathering it into his hair. The pastel suds foamed over his head, the floral scent permeating brilliantly. You sighed at the light scent, just as Kokichi let out soft hums of delight. He loves his hair being played with most of all, which came to your advantage. You left tender scratches to his crown, making sure the shampoo reached all over, then finally rinsing it out with a small plastic cup. You followed with conditioner.

"What soap do you want today, my king?" You asked, kissing his cheek. He laughed at your nickname, but you could see a hint of rose to his cheeks.

"Mmm." He mused for a second, "More lavender. The floral scent is relaxing today."

You agreed with him, choosing a nice lavender soap and lathering it in your softest washcloth. You pulled it over his pale skin, handling every inch of his body with the most love and care. Watching as the soap ran across him, and rinsing it off promptly. He got to the parts you couldn't quite reach, thanking you for the help.

"Just relax now, I need to wash myself." You cooed, smiling tenderly at your cute small boyfriend. He leaned back to kiss you, giggling happily into your lips.

He got out, wrapping a soft purple towel around himself, and then did other basic hygienic routines like brushing his teeth before finally leaving the bathroom.

You continued with bathing yourself, opting for your own favorite scents and soaking a bit longer before joining him. He sat on the bed, wrapped in the soft, plush blanket. His eyes lit up upon seeing you again, "[Name]! C'mere!" He reached out his arms towards you in a grabby motion, an impatient pout on his face. "You took soooooo long, y'know? I was getting bored!"

You smiled, pulling him into your chest. "I'm sorry, Kichi." He nuzzled into you, his pout melting away quickly. You laughed lightly and said, "I hope you feel more relaxed now. If you need anything else, or want to talk about your day I'm here for you."

"I know." He smiled back. His big and doe-like purple eyes were staring into yours, a soft look in then. Without his usual smirk full of mischief, he looked almost innocent. Scratch that, he definitely looks innocent and child-like. Big, round purple eyes and a cute button nose on his pale and smooth soft skin created the perfect image of a pure and innocent child, a huge contrast to his usual energetic and mischievous self (Not that you mind). He was so beautiful and cute at the same time. Snapping out of your thoughts, Kokichi began ranting about his day. As usual, was very dramatic and animated in his storytelling, recounting each and every event that happened.

You listened intently. You knew Kokichi wasn't one to warm up to new people. He had a fear of trusting in others, or even letting others trust himself. He was a very careful person, at the least.

"And then there was a robot, [Name]! Although he wouldn't even let me touch him! He kept calling me a robophobe." He emphasized with annoyance, "I don't know who he thinks he is! I was just really curious about him."

You chuckled, "From what I'm getting, he's more human-like than you're telling me."

He nuzzled into your neck, "Kiiboy's still a meanie for not letting me touch him or answer my questions." You knew he wasn't at all serious, but decided to play along.

You stroked his messy, purple hair calmingly, "I know, I know. But you should consider his feelings too, you know? He said that he was built and raised to be just like humans. And you wouldn't go up to some random person and then try to touch them suddenly, would you?"

He actually would, but that didn't matter.

He sighed playfully, a pout forming on his lips. "But he's a robot [Nickname]! A real life robot! I mean, I'm an Ultimate Supreme Leader, so I definitely see high tech robots like Kiiboy everyday, but he's so open on his emotions and expressions it's funny."

"So, what else happened today?" You asked. He retreated from your neck, pondering over your words for a moment.

"Met a really suspicious girl. I don't like her. I can sense she's lying about something, but I can't think of anything an 'Ultimate Child Caregiver' would need to hide." He leaned back, grumbling quietly. You raised an eyebrow at this, you could tell he's actually worried about what the girl could be hiding and what she could do.

"It's a Friday night. Don't worry about it right now, she's not here, okay? You're here with me. So relax." You reassured him, giving him soft kisses across his neck and face.

"Thank you, [Name]." He says quietly. His hand glides to yours, intertwining fingers. You cup his cheek, admiring the small things. The unique colors of his eyes, thin arched eyebrows that blended in perfectly with his dark messy hair, his small form that fit with yours like a puzzle piece and his soft, kissable pale skin.

"I would do anything for you." You whisper to him, touching your forehead to his. He closed his eyes, long dark eyelashes flush against his face. Absolutely stunning. His thin arms wrap around you, and you follow suit, helping him situate onto your lap. His lips press into yours, a gentle and tired kiss entrapping you. You listen to him, you take care of him, you understand him. He can't ask for anything else and it bleeds into every act of love the two of you share. And likewise, he understands you. Of course similarities draw people together, just as much as differences.

He pulls away, smiling at you in that cute and wide smile of his that you love so much. You know he doesn't show signs of vulnerability to many people. It's an earned privilege, but that definitely doesn't mean he's faking or devoid of it. He doesn't want to embarrass himself in front of people he doesn't trust. You respect that so much, since you can't really control your emotions.

He's had a hard life. Rejection from society, worries about not being a good person, about falling to the same level as a criminal. He feels comfortable and safe with you, enough to talk about it and slowly move past it. When you look at him, you can feel how much he's growing every day, and even more than that, how much you're proud of him for continuing to live despite the burdens that he carries.

He looks at you with the same astonishment, that you've given him the time of day in his worst meltdowns, that you appreciate him and love him how you do. That you pamper him and spoil him, without expecting anything back, just melting away any thoughts of his past and treating him like something to be treasured. He knew how much you loved him. And he loved you so, so much.

"How about we watch a movie." You suggested, rubbing up and down his arm. He rolled off of you.

"Sure. Old horror?" He asked. You grinned eagerly from ear to ear. Horror movies were a particular interest the two of you shared. Or rather, making fun of it.

"How does Frankenstein sound?" You asked.

"Perfect."

At his approval, you sprung out of bed, getting out your copy of Frankenstein (1931) . You wiped scratches off the back of the disc, slipping it into the DVD player. You turned back to your lovely boyfriend, joining him to watch the movie together.

The black and white of the movie flashed across the room, coloring his face dramatically. His eyes were glued to the screen and he began commenting on the oddities of the movie. He loved making fun of movies, plays, any kinds of visual entertainment. You've gotten used to it by now. You didn't mind all that much, rather, you did agree to him on some parts. It made you happy to see him enjoy things so much.

You fixed the blanket around the two of you again, figuring you might doze in and out of sleep while watching the movie together. Silently you thought of all the fun things the two of you could do together for the next two days. You felt so happy to be able to spend quality time with the person dearest to you. He also was very happy to have time away from classes and work to be with you.

As the credits rolled, you kissed his cheek. "Goodnight, my king." You said, snuggling into the pillows. He laid down with you, cuddling up close. "Goodnight, [Nickname]. I love you." He said softly, the usual playfulness from his voice gone. You were so happy that he felt comfortable enough with you to be so vulnerable.

"I love you too."

And the two of you slept peacefully.