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It isn't that Denki Kaminari is a lazy worker. He's just distracted .

"Kami, I swear to God I'm gonna fire your ass if you don't pick up the pace!" his manager Momo Yaoyorozu snaps at him. 

He sighs, trying to get his hands to sprinkle the fresh cheese on the pizza a little faster.

Besides him, Momo moans. "Move, go on your break," she huffs, fed up with his slow pace as she takes over for him, using her hip to nudge him out of the way.

Just as he's headed off to the small break room, the back door whipped open. He swallows hard as his eyes scanned over his distraction. Coming in from a delivery, Hitoshi Shinso was swinging an empty pizza bag over his shoulder, and when he notices Denki, he gave him a small smile.

"Hey," he nods, his voice quiet and smooth and perfect.

"Hey," Denki nods back hopefully in a way that's both cool and casual. In a way that doesn't scream, " hi I am obsessed with you please step on my neck and or marry me ," even though he would very much love to yell that at him.

But Denki has a plan to win him over.

It isn't a good one according to his co-worker Mina, but still, a plan. The plan being that if he just keeps saying "hi" to Shinso, that maybe the boy with the purple hair would ask him out on a date.

The plan maybe needed some revisions.


When Shinso moves past him, his arm softly brushing up against Denki's due to the small space, the blond can't help but smile. Maybe his plan isn't so shitty after all. When he comes back from his break, Momo is quick to put him to work. She's a great boss in all honesty, but she isn't one for slackers. She's got Denki working so hard that he barely has enough time to stare at Shinso. But somehow, he manages. His eyes drifting from his own work to watch as the other boy stuffs bags with hot pizza, or wings, or whatever grease loaded item someone ordered. Watches as he bites on a pen, staring at the computer screen map as he looks for whatever address he needs to head to next. God, he would kill to be that damn pen.

"Denki! Quit daydreaming!" Momo yells, making him jump.

Shinso makes eye contact with him while Denki is getting berated by their boss, he and chuckles before gifting Denki a treasure. With a smirk, he winks at Denki. He fucking winks at him. 

Denki could honestly die right in this very second and be happy about it. 

He doesn't even hear Momo yelling, his eyes only focused on Shinso's retreating figure, pizza bag draped on his arm as he leaves for a delivery.

He winked at him.

"THAT'S IT!"

Denki blinks back into reality. Ah, Momo was still here. "Huh?" He asks.


"You wanna keep spacing out?! Fine!" She slams her hand on the workstation, little flurries of cornmeal and flour fly up into the air. "Tonight after closing, you are staying here to scrub this place top to bottom. I mean it Kaminari. This place better be spotless."

"Whaaaaat?!" He whines. This was so unfair.

"Want me to add on an extra night?!"

His shoulders sag as his head droops. "No," he mumbled.

"That's what I thought," she says, smug. "Now get back to work, and if I see you slacking just you wait for what else I come up with."

The rest of the night drags at a snail's pace.

He doesn't want another night of staying after closing, so even though it kills him, he tries his best to avoid Shinso at all costs. He must be doing a good job, because Momo finally gets off his back, her sharp eyes focusing instead on the mistakes his fellow co-workers are making. He can't help letting out a sigh of relief when he hears Sero being chewed out on the other side of the kitchen. But his moment of peace doesn't last.

"What's going on over there," Shinso asks in a voice softer than usual, seemingly appearing out of thin air. His arm was pressed tight against Denki's as he leaned close to hear him. Why'd he have to pick tonight to be this close to him. He thought about the extra workload Momo would surely throw at him if he got caught slacking but when he looked up and into Shinso's orchid colored eyes, his couldn't care less about how many hours extra he would spend cleaning up the stupid kitchen. Just as he was about to give him the gossip, just as he was about to press even closer to him, Momo was yanking him back by the collar.

He had to give it to her, she was fast.

"WHAT DID I TELL YOU?" She yelled, shaking Kaminari like a ragdoll.

"Mo-" Shinso started, his arms up in a gesture of peace, but was quickly cut off.

"YOU TOO?!"

Shinso blanched, his face going pale as she yelled at him, making the bags under his eyes even more prominent.

"Wait, it's my fault-" Denki said quickly, trying to save Shinso. Maybe he'd get some bonus points with him for being self sacrificing.

"No, it's mine," Shinso said in what must be a loud voice for him. "I was the one who stopped him to talk an-"

"I don't care who talked to who!" Momo said, exasperated. "You know what, I'm done!"

She let go of Denki and shoved him next to Shinso. Motioning with her finger, she pointed at the two of them. "Both of you will be staying here after closing. There, now you'll have all the time in the world to talk while you scrub this place down!"

If Denki wasn't gay, he would have kissed her right on the mouth. When she storms off, satisfied with her handing out of punishments, Denki tries his best to wipe the huge smile on his face before turning to face the man next to him. After all, Denki wasn't supposed to be ecstatic about staying after hours.But God was he excited. He felt like his blood was pumped full of electricity at just the thought of being left alone with Shinso.

To his surprise, Shinso didn't look all that upset.

"Sorry I got you in trouble," Denki said first.

"Nah, it was my fault. Don't worry about it,” he grins. 

"Still, we have to stay after closing. Aren't you mad?"

Shinso shrugged a little, but his eyes wandered up and down Denki's body.

It made the blonde blush.

Did he just check him out?

No.

Impossible.

"Well, if I'm here with you..." He trails off, eyes focused on Denki's. "It won't be so bad. Might even be fun."

Before Denki could get his brain working again, someone called out for Shinso about needing him for a delivery."See you later," he said, grinning at Denki before giving him yet another wink and then taking off to check on his order. If Denki was keeping track, which he most certainly was, he managed to get two winks out of his future husband, a handful of smiles, a very

obvious look and also will be locked inside an empty restaurant with him all night.

He was surely blessed.

For the next hour before closing, Denki was a blushing mess. His mind stuck on the way Shinso looked and smiled at him. He wished Mina was working tonight, she'd be able to at least give him some solid advice. He'd ask Sero, but he was too busy sulking around after his scolding. He was on his own.

~~

Denki took a deep breath, closing the pizza box lid of the last order of the night. This was it. They were officially closed.

He bites on his bottom lip hard enough to worry about drawing blood as he watches his fellow co-workers clean up their stations. "Hold it guys!" Momo calls out, her eyes gleaming wickedly under the bright fluorescent lighting. "Kaminari and Shinso have so sweetly offered to clean up tonight. So you all are free to go home a little bit early. Thanks for the hard work today!"

After receiving a few pats on the back, the crew cleared out, excited about getting off early on a Friday night.

He didn't blame them, but he couldn't share in their enthusiasm. 

Shinso rounded the corner, tucking away his pizza bag and when they made eye contact, he smirked. Denki was suddenly exactly where he wanted to be, despite the mountain of work that waited for them. "Alright boys," Momo said, popping a bottle of cleaning products on a prep table. "Have a goodnight. Don't forget to lock up," she said, handing over a pair of keys to Shinso.

"Hey," Denki whined. "I've worked here longer, why does he get the keys?"

Momo stared at him. "....are you serious?"

Shinso laughed, a huffy deep sort of sound and Denki was momentarily stunned.

"Don't worry Kaminari,” Shinsou said, leaning into his space like he was conspiring with him, “when she leaves I'll let you hold them."

Momo rolled her eyes as Denki stuck his tongue out at her. When Momo left, the door slammed shut behind her, making Denki jump.

"So...." Denki started, the silence thick between them, heavy with sudden tension.

"So," Shinso repeated, humor laced in his voice.

"Uh, I guess we should start cleaning?"

Shinso looked at him, brows furrowing slightly. "Is that what you want to do?"

No.

He very much wants to kiss this boy, but doesn't exactly think that's something he can say.

"What else are we supposed to do?" Denki asks.

Shinso's smile crept along his face. It was almost leering. It was kind of terrifying.

It was also hot.

Very, very hot.

Shinso walked towards him, as if stalking prey. Denki was helpless to do anything, his eyes transfixed on him. With his back to a wall, we couldn't have ran even if he wanted to.

But running wasn't an option. Not with the way Shinso was looking at him.

"Oh," Shinso finally said, as he reached Denki, standing directly in front of him. His hand came up, right next to Denki's head. "I can probably think of something."

Holy shit.

Was Denki getting kabedoned right now?

Shinso leaned his face closer to the panicking blond.

Oh my God he really was getting kabedoned.

"...wha--" He tried to start but was quickly shushed by Shinso gently pressing his lips against his. His other hand reaching out to rub softly against Denki's neck as he kissed him, his thumb gently resting on his jaw. Denki wasn't sure exactly how this happened, but he wasn't going to do anything to mess it up.Not one to pass up on a blessing from the Gods, Denki kissed Shinso back with everything he had. Moving his own hand he grabbed ahold of Shinso's soft purple locks and pulled him somehow even closer. Their chests were hard against one anothers as Denki boldy broke the seam of Shinso’s lips with his eager tongue. The other boy moaned softly into his mouth, and Denki promised himself that he would never forget that sound for as long as he lived.

When Shinso licked softly against his bottom lip, it was Denki's turn to moan embarrassingly loud. To his utter horror, his kissing partner pulled back, chuckling softly. Denki's bottom lip jutted out in a pout, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Shinso used his thumb to trace his lip, before pressing a chaste kiss to his pouting mouth. "You're so cute," he said, smiling gently.

Denki's face turned redder. He'd been pining after this smooth purple haired mother fucker for so long, how was this just now happening? How was he just now finding out Shinso thought he was cute? How was he just now finding out that Shinso wanted to kiss him too?

"Wait, hold up," Denki said, surprised at himself for being able to stop kissing Shinso in the first place. "How did you even know I liked you?"

Shinso started at him as if he were stupid, his eyebrows lifting in total disbelief. "...Kami, no one says "hi" that many times in one shift."

Denki's jaw drops open.

His plan. His motherfucking plan. It fucking worked .

The feeling of elation makes his body hum and his smile nearly split open his face. Shinso smiles back, sweet and soft and Denki can't take it. He grabs the front of his t-shirt and pulls him back to his mouth.

So maybe they have a whole nights worth of cleaning ahead of them they may or may not get to, but for now, Denki couldn't care less about it. All he cared about was kissing the boy in his arms.

He'd deal with being fired in the morning.