Requested by: LocalBiDisaster11037

First Fanganronpa Request!

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"Y/N, please let go,"

"Nooo don't leave me, it's cold...!"

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At the crack of dawn, you and your wife; Setsuka, were spooning each other on your shared bed. With Setsuka of course, being the big spoon. Her arms were wrapped around your sides and entrapping you in her grip, making your back stay pressed against her chest. 

This, mixed with the comfortable sensation of Setsuka's hoodie over your shoulders, made you never want to get up.

But alas, you can't stop time. As the dreaded blares of Setsuka's alarm woke you up in a drowsy state. 

"Throw it out the window..." you mumbled tiredly, covering your face with the sleeves of her hoodie.

Setsuka groaned and got up, the warm feeling of her arms leaving your sides. She reached over you to stop the alarm, making the early mornings quiet once more. 

"Good morning," Setsuka leaned down to kiss your cheek, making you hum in satisfaction. Unconsciously, you grabbed your wife and pulled her down to make sure she stayed put, making her giggle and prop her hands up beside your head. Effectively trapping you under her.

"I have to gooo..~" she teased, watching you squirm while covering your face.

"Your game doesn't even start until..."

You drowsily looked over at the clock. "5 pm... that's more than six hours away..."

"And?"

Setsuka grinned down at you in a teasing manner. Adoring the fact that you were always so clingy in the mornings. 

"And... you can stay for so much longer..." you mumbled, clinging onto her like a lost bear cub.

Your wife only giggled and sighed, "Y/N, I have a busy day today, you know that." 

"No," you mumbled in denial. 

"Yes, yes you do. I have to go to the tailor's for my suit, remember?" 

"No. No you don't."

Setsuka giggled and rested her forehead against yours. "You're so childish sometimes."

"Shut up..." you huffed back.

"You'd have to force me to," she whispered, pecking your lips and getting off of you. 

Before she could get off the bed however, you reached your hand out and clung onto her arm, letting her drag your limp body halfway off the bed. 

"Y/N..." Setsuka stifled her laughter. 

You were hanging halfway off the bed, gripping her by the wrist and letting her oversized hoodie bunch up and expose your stomach. You looked like a literal child.

"Y/N, please let go,"

"Nooo don't leave me, it's cold...!"

Setsuka rolled her eyes. "Then cover your stomach. I can see your bra."

You lazily pulled down the hoodie and rolled over onto your stomach. "I may not be able to keep you in bed, but I'll make your morning routine extra difficult." 

She rolled her eyes once more and hooked her arms under your shoulders. "C'mon princess let's go," and with that, she hoisted you up into her arms and was carrying you like a toddler. 

To say you were clingy was an understatement. You were literally conjoined with Setsuka at the hip, almost like nothing could ever separate you. Heck, you two even showered together. 

Whether or not it was intimate is up for you to decide.

But after doing your usual hygiene routine --complete with the constant nag for attention and kisses from Setsuka-- you two went downstairs to have breakfast. Well, it was more like Setsuka went downstairs for breakfast, and dragged you with her. 

"Do you want to cook today or should I?" she looked behind her and saw you dozing off tiredly. Even though you had stumbled out of bed an hour ago and showered. 

"What a big baby..." Setsuka thought to herself. Smiling and scooping you up in her arms. She threw you on the couch and only seemed amused at the fact that you didn't flinch or snap awake. Instead, you snuggled deep into the couch cushions and went back to sleep. 

"What am I going to go with you..." Setsuka sighed, throwing a small blanket over you and heading towards the kitchen to cook a small breakfast. 

You weren't sure how long you've been sleeping for, but the smell of a warm breakfast wafted it's way into your nose. Causing you to stir awake.

Hearing the stove click off, you heard footsteps running towards you before a large weight pressed down on your sleeping form. Opening your eyes, you saw your wife hovering over you, staring into your E/C eyes with a huge smile. 

"D'awww, I was gonna wake you up with a kiss."

"Opportunity missed." 

"Not yet," Setsuka leaned down to kiss you again but you clamped your hand over her mouth, effectively blocking her from reaching your lips.

"I'm hungry," you simply stated, smiling mischievously as you got up from the couch. Setsuka huffed at your tease, following you to go sit down at the table. 

You two had a standard Japanese breakfast. Just some salmon with rice and Miso soup. A simple breakfast but nonetheless, a very good one.

"Hey...what time do you need to go to the tailor's...?" you asked quietly, drinking the soup from your bowl. 

"Uh...in about an hour...why?" 

Swallowing the soup, you set your bowl down. "Nothing. I wish you luck on your games tonight," you smiled, a bit sad knowing that you wouldn't see your wife until late at midnight. Due to her fancy billiards games taking place at extravagant parties. 

Setsuka was a busy busy woman, which would explain her countless invitations to fancy parties and tournaments. It made you feel lonely at times, which would explain your extreme clinginess to her whenever she was home. 

"Hmm," Setsuka hummed in thought, watching as you finished your rice. 

"Y/N, how about you come with me to my games?" 

The question startled you, making you nearly choke on your rice. "C-Come with you? To the fancy party?" 

"Why not, you're my wife after all. Everyone is dying to meet you." 

"R-Really? I can go?" 

You seemed excited, barely containing your contagious smile. "Haha of course. We can get you an outfit at the tailor's while I'm getting my suit. You wanna come?" Setsuka leaned over the table and grinned. 

Your smile grew wider as you got up and straddled your wife's lap, locking her in the chair and kissing her passionately. 

Surprised by your sudden confidence, her lips parted slightly and you let your tongue slip in by accident, pulling back and blushing at your sudden action. 

"We're married and you still get flustered." 

"Shut up."

You burrowed your face into the crook of her neck. "We can go...later... let me rest for a bit. I'm tired." 

Setsuka stifled a laugh and kissed your forehead, "When are you never tired?"

"When we do it." 

"Oh."

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A/N: Oh wow, that was cute.