Chapter Text
5 years later…
Birds chirped outside as K1-B0 opened the velvet curtains in Kokichi Ouma’s room, making his charge awake instantly.
“Kokichi,” K1-B0 says, his voice trying not to crack, “Are you ready?”
Kokichi groaned, tossing his fleece covers above his head before he realized what day it was. He instantly jumped up, his lavender eyes ecstatic and his cheeks flushed.
“Kiibook…,” he mutters, he shook like an autumn leaf in the wind, “I...I don’t know if I’m ready.”
K1-B0 only smiles, trying hard to keep his tears at bay, “You’re ready,” he says, approaching him to kiss his master on the head; it was funny how after so many years, he still pretended he was kissing Kokichi’s lips, “I’m sure of it,” he whispers, his voice soft and comforting.
“I...I don’t feel ready. But I’m gonna face it!” Kokichi cries out, his voice unsteady but his face had a smile; the smile that K1-B0 had fallen for. Because of some recent updates, he can finally laugh. So he does as Kokichi continues his antics.
Knock knock.
Kirumi comes in, her eyes glossy as she smiles brightly, “Master Kokichi,” she says breathlessly, she sounds as if she were on the verge of crying. And for good reasons.
Shuichi follows behind her, his golden eyes sparkling like glowing amber, “You’re so grown up,” he says, scratching near a piece of hair that never would stick down, “I can’t believe it…”
Kokichi grins, his cheeks flushed, “I know! I can’t believe it either!”
“I can’t believe I’m getting married!” Kokichi exclaimed.
K1-B0 smiled as the familiar ache in his chest grew. It was an ache that he’s had fo five years and counting. It was an ache that K1-B0 learned to accept, afterall it was proof of his feelings toward his Kokichi afterall.
But it still hurt.
“Kokichi, you must change into your suit. You cannot show up to your wedding in your boxers!” K1-B0 playfully scolded.
K1-B0’s statement made the room laugh, despite the serene day. Kokichi hopped off his bed, grinning as he did. His grin practically lit up the whole room and people in it. He slowly walked towards the mannequin where his suit was, staring at it for a moment as he did. He held the shoulders of the dummy, seemingly staring into its blank face. Kokichi took in a sharp breath before turning to Kirumi and Shuichi, his bright grin on, “Get out pervs! I don’t need anyone to see me before my grand appearance!”
Both of them nodded, as they also had to change themselves into proper attire. They said their goodbyes before closing the door soft, both of them chatting as they left.
Once alone, Kokichi turned to face his suit once again.
It was a white notch lapels suit with a black and white checkered shirt and a pure obsidian tie. The cuffs of the suit had crystal buttons that glistened enchantedly in the sun. And, in K1-B0’s hand, was a silver jacket square, perfectly ironed and ready for Kokichi’s big day.
Kokichi inhaled sharply then turned to face K1-B0, his eyes glistening, “I… I feel like such a baby! I keep on crying!”
K1-B0 smiled as his picked up the suit jacket and threw it over his arm before picking up Kokichi’s shirt and handing it to him, “Here,” he said briskly.
Kokichi took it and gripped onto it, as if he had to be confident that he wasn’t dreaming. He stared up at K1-B0, his lavender eyes shining in a somber way as he clutched the shirt; his porcelain cheeks looked to be pure snow as he stared at his robot, his face showing no emotion except for the solemn look in his eyes.
“Am...am I ready to share my life with someone?” Kokichi said, more to himself than K1-B0.
K1-B0 sharply “inhaled” as he looked straight at Kokichi’s eyes, “Yes,” He said, placing all of the things in his arms on the bed in order to place his hands on Kokichi’s shoulders, “You are absolutely ready.”
When Kokichi stayed silent, K1-B0 continued,
“Because you are…,”
Magnificent. Exciting. Shocking. Bright. Absolutely stunning.
“You’re amazing,” He finally says, not content with the words he said.
Because Kokichi was more than anything he could describe. He was the feeling you got when you finally got something you worked hard to achieve. He was the lilacs and honeysuckles in the summer, blooming bright and proud as the sun shines on them. He was the flavor of a new exotic food that you grow to love; fresh, bold, and rare. He was an treasure that demanded to be discovered. Everything about him was an adventure; from is eyes to his mouth. He was everything exciting in K1-B0’s life.
Yet K1-B0 knew he couldn’t have him. He would never feel the relief of hard work. He would never smell the lilacs and honeysuckles. He would never taste something excotic in his life. He would never have Kokichi.
And he was okay with that. Even after many years of love and want, he never said a word.
Because he knew Kokichi didn’t love him in that way.
Kokichi looked at him, his eyes clouded with doubt; doubt that no one could ever erase no matter how much love it was smothered in.
It was the doubt of love, a doubt K1-B0 felt. It was a cruel thing to be doubtful of love. After all, the anxiety of it could kill you or embrace you in it’s unsureness. Love was cruel; that was something that K1-B0 learned.
Yet, love was the only emotion when he looked at Kokichi. His smile, his actions, his everything. K1-B0 loved it all despite not programmed to. He couldn’t help it. Because love was cruel enough to not let him have a say in who he loved. Yet, it was kind enough to allow his feelings to bloom in his chest and grow over the years. Love was truly the worst and best thing that has ever happened to K1-B0.
“I’m ready.”
Those words made K1-B0 glance over at Kokichi. Before, he never really payed attention to his appearance other than what was natural but… Kokichi looked absolutely radiant in his clothes. His white suit made his skin a tad bit tanner, the flush on his cheeks had turned darker. And, his unruly hair was tied into a simple (yet attractive) ponytail. His hair framed his face in all the right ways possible and his clothes was absolutely beckoning to K1-B0. It took all of his self restraint to not kiss him.
“You look good! Now, shall we go?”
K1-B0 would be the one walking Kokichi to the aisle, Kokichi insisted. It made sense as the robot was the one who raised him instead of his parents. But what stung was that K1-B0 was letting go, physically and emotionally.
Kokichi grinned and nodded, “Of course I look good! I’m me!”
K1-B0 laughed and shook his head, enjoying Kokichi’s light hearted attitude, “With no doubt. Now let’s get going.”
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The wedding bells of the church rang in K1-B0’s head, imprinting them on his mind forever. The scene unfolded before him in an instant.
There was around 30 guests in total despite Kokichi being a popular businessman. It was Kokichi’s request to have the small wedding broadcasted to TV, apparently so it was so others could see the couple’s joy (at least according to Kokichi).
The front row had Kokichi’s mother, Shuichi, Kirumi, and various other family members. Kokichi’s father had died years earlier in an accident with an experiment with his company, D.I.C.E. That was when Kokichi took over the company due to how mentally scarred his mother was.
The aisle was decorated with various types of flowers and small trinkets such as coins and keychains, another request from Kokichi.
Kokichi’s spouse stood tall at the end of the aisle, his hair messy while he smiled bright with his eyes sparkling. Everyone had to admit that he was a good match for Kokichi; even K1-B0 himself.
Then, the man of honor came himself.
Kokichi’s steps were graceful, as if he were gliding on water. Everyone stood up in unison as he stepped up. The organ played it’s melodious tone as he approached K1-B0, his hands shaking as he took his robot’s arm and walked towards his spouse.
“I told you, Kokichi. You’re ready,” K1-B0 said, his face and eyes facing forward as he felt his eyes finally gloss over with fake tears he had installed. Kokichi took in a shaky breath as he kept on walking and nodded.
“I think I am, Kiibo,” he whispered as he reached the altar, facing his robot companion of fifteen years. K1-B0 couldn’t help but feel tears blocking his vision as he looked at Kokichi. The boy he had grown, raised, fallen in love with… he was grown up. Grown up and married.
K1-B0 “blinked”, allowing the synthetic tears roll down his cheeks and he held Kokichi’s hand.
For a moment, he pretended that he was the one Kokichi was about to marry. That he was the one to kiss Kokichi for the final time as their lives began intertwined together, connecting the robot and the human together forever. He wished he was the one to wipe away his tears before kissing those delicate cheeks of his, promising he would be the one to kiss them over and over until all dilemmas were whisked away. He wished he could be the one to graze Kokichi’s hand lovingly before holding the smaller hand in his as his vows were said.
But he wasn’t. Instead, he was the one giving away Kokichi to another man. A man who hopefully would love Kokichi as much as K1-B0. The robot kissed Kokichi’s head and then both of his cheeks for the final time. Then, he let Kokichi’s hand slip out of his as he went over to his spouse.
It was as sweet as a kiss goodbye yet as bitter as a final one.
K1-B0 sat next to his seat next to Kirumi. Bells rang and the two seemingly sang out their vows, saying everything that they loved about each other and more. They promised that they would stay by each other’s sides, in sickness and health, in life and death. In everything. It almost seemed as if K1-B0 was the only one silent as most of the room had been whispering.
Yet, despite all the pain, he felt a sense of pride. The child he grew up with had matured and developed into a beautiful adult with K1-B0’s help. It was a beautiful thing, really. To see the child you loved so much share that love with another… K1-B0 felt pure satisfaction bloom in his chest.
K1-B0 held back a sob as the two shared their kiss that would tie them together forever. He told himself that he was ready for this… yet he wasn’t. He couldn’t help but see Kokichi’s cheeks were also wet with tears.
‘It’s fine,’ he thought as he saw the two release from their kiss, their faces being the embodiment of joy.
‘At least he’s happy,’ K1-B0 wanted that kiss.
He stood up and clapped as the two made their way down the altar and on the aisle. The two waved and smiled as if there was no tomorrow, tears and hiccups occasionally being shed as they walked down and everyone clapped. And then, K1-B0 caught his eye.
The lavender irises he had learned to love were filled with pure joy and adoration. They shined from the earlier tears he had shed but those tears had only made his eyes glowing with charm and delight.
His charge flashed a grin at him and held up a pinky.
This time, K1-B0 didn’t know what Kokichi wanted to promise to him but he still extended his own pinky through his flurry of tears. Although Kokichi was far away from him, K1-B0 felt the warmth of his pinky wrapping around his own.
Then, he left, He left to go to his reception with his new husband. He left the church and the rest of the guests followed the happy couple as K1-B0 stayed behind. He left K1-B0.
He soon found his way to the altar where vows had been spoken. His metallic hands traced over them, feeling a selfish and empty want that could never be fulfilled.
“At least he’s happy,” K1-B0 said, his voice echoing in the empty church. His blue eyes filled with tears once again as he found a smile, only remembering a child Kokichi saying one thing,
‘Roboman!’
“Even if it’s not with me,”