After discarding the used wipe to live out the rest of its short life in suffering on the cold dark expanse of your floor, Kokichi pulled out the neosporin, unscrewing the cap and spreading some of the transluescent goop onto his finger. He quickly swiped it across your wound, wiping up some of the blood that had dripped down your fingers as well as you hissed slightly from the sudden cool tingly sensation. He grasped your injured hand, pulling it closer and humming a bit as he opened the packet of antiseptic wipes with his teeth. He shifted in his seat to face you, being seated next to him. Your boyfriend quickly reached into his scarf, rummaging around for a moment before pulling three items out a tube of neosporin, a roll of bandages, and some antiseptic wipes. I can’t have your nasty hand infection being a problem when I finally set my plan for world domination into motion. “Buuut… even though you technically were the one who hurt yourself in the first place, just this once I’ll be nice. The purple haired boy in question brought his finger up to his chin, seemingly pondering something for a moment before turning towards you and speaking. You sighed, leaning back into your chair, Kokichi finally going silent shortly after. He had gotten you into this whole mess but refused to admit it was his fault, as per usual. Still grasping your injured hand you took a shaky breath, glaring up at Kokichi’s cheerful as ever face as he playfully mocked you. You knew the outcome of the knife game would most likely be anything but pleasant, but Kokichi insisted you play and thus, here you were, the side of your left ring finger pierced and bleeding everywhere from the accidental stab wound. Kokichi mockingly poked his pointer finger into the middle of your chest, completely ignoring your scowl as you cradled your bleeding hand tightly. “Nishishi! It’s not my fault that you couldn’t play the game right, (y/n). (P.S., the formatting is a little wack in some places on this one but I’m not sure how to fix it, I’m so sorry for the inconvenience - ) I never realized how hard the little gremlin was to write until now and I’m not especially proud of this one, but thanks for requesting! In case anyone’s wondering, a knife game is where you spread your hand out on a table then move a knife really quickly through the spaces between each of your fingers and try not to hurt yourself (though, unfortunately, that’s exactly the reader ends up doing in this one shot). Requested by This was an interesting one.
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