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“Sero.” Shinsou swallowed around his wavering resolve. “I want your help with something. OK?”
“’Course man!” Sero chirped at the purple haired boy standing in his doorway as he leaned back on the rear two legs of his chair. “What can I do for ya?”
Shinsou stepped through the door, closing it behind him. “Listen.” He measured the words. “I have a weird request, but – but you seem like my only safe bet here. OK?”
Sero knit his brows with curiosity. “Um, ok – What’s up?”
Shinsou examined the ground, Sero’s desk, the bookshelf, an array of void spaces in the room before settling on; “Denki’s got a thing for me, yeah?”
Sero dropped all four legs of his chair to the ground. “Hey, um, I – if you don’t, I mean, if it’s not cool or something you should talk to him.” Standing and turning in his chair, sitting in it backwards, to face the purple haired boy standing in the middle of his dorm room.
“That’s not it.” Shinsou worked to clarify.
“He is harmless.” Sero shrugged, rubbing the back of his neck. “Honestly, he falls pretty easily – just, he’ll be happy to be your friend, but other than being a little awkward to you he’d never cross a line. I know him well enough to promise you that, he’s not Minetta.” He punctuated it with a laugh.
Shinsou let him finish before mulling over a response. “Maybe this is a bad idea.” He murmured under his breath.
“What?” Sero asked, more to be polite; knowing that was more for Shinsou himself than really intended for an audience.
He re-leveled his resolve. “That’s not it.” He repeated. “I –” He stuttered, a brief out of character moment. “I think I like him as well.”
Sero looked taken aback. “Oh? I’m definitely a little – um – surprised.”
“But, I – I don’t know.” Shinsou clenched his fists at his sides, looking to the corner of the room with a blush. “I mean, he’s – he’s cute, but in a weird way.”
“A cute girly way?” Sero offered.
“Yeah.” Shinso looked back to him, with a slump of his shoulders, letting out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding.
“Man, I get it, I 100% questioned myself a few months back. He’s fucking cute, it’s a mind fuck.” Sero laughed.
Shinsou jumped, “Did – um – did you ever think about, well – you know – more?”
“More?” Sero asked.
“You know.” He waved a hand, the other rubbing the back of his neck. “More – more. More, like, with him?”
Sero looked puzzled, until he didn’t; realization dawned on him. “Oh!” He chirped. “You mean –” He made a lewd gesture, tongue pressed to his cheek, mocking a blowjob.
Shinsou flinched again. “Y-yeah.”
“You know,” Sero thought on it a moment. “Not really. I mean, I thought about it, but when we made out the idea of touching another dudes dick didn’t really do anything for me. Like, I wasn’t mad he got hard for me, but I really didn’t want to do anything about it – make sense?”
“I don’t know.” Shinsou clenched his jaw. “You ever think that you’re just not gay for Kaminari?”
“Yeah.” He sounded so blasé. “But I guess I’ll just handle it if I ever do meet a guy that makes me think about.” He made the dirty gesture again. “Right now, I feel pretty straight though.”
There was silence between them, Sero was starting to get uncomfortable, so he spoke again to break the silence. “But man, if you like him, why not just go talk to him.”
Shinsou visibly thought about what to say before some words fell out of his mouth that he hadn’t really given permission to. “I just don’t know if I’m gay, and I don’t want to hurt him.”
Sero laughed. “My dude.” He leaned in further. “If youre thinking about sucking my bro, Denki’s dick. I can pretty confidently say you’ve got some pretty gay feelings.”
“Yeah, but, but what if – Make out with me.” Shinsou shifted abruptly, mid-sentence.
Sero’s eyes were blown wide is sheer shock. “Excuse me?” He asked after a beat.
Shinsou narrowed his eyes at Sero. “I just want a frame of reference. I don’t want to hurt him, and I know you’re not interested. There’s no question about you being interested, but I also know you’re ok to – well – you know, kiss a guy.”
“I mean, I don’t want to cheapen this for you. Like, You’ve never kissed a guy, and I – I’ve already stolen that from Denki and I got a lot of guilt over it.”
“Yeah, but I’m asking you to let me kiss you.” Shinsou stopped him from going on.
“But dude.” Sero scoffed, rolling his head back. “Are you even attracted to me?”
“No, but when I made out with this girl in general studies I didn’t really care about, it felt as good as when I made out with a girl I really liked last summer.” Shinsou felt himself oversharing, but he needed this boy to understand his thinking.
“Dude, you get around, hu?” Sero laughed.
Shinsou set his jaw, but blushed above the stern look.
“But I think I get it.” Sero spared him from having to speak any more. “The feelings are different, but physically you like it. You just want to make sure that it feels as good with a guy too, yeah?”
“Yeah.” Shinsou offered.
“Ok.” Sero shrugged.
“Really?” Shinsou perked up.
“Yeah,” He stood, leaning back on his desk. “But, keep in mind, it may be different. Like, maybe you won’t like kissing me, but Denki will be different. It just, I mean, don’t short change yourself if this little experience fails – I mean you can still like girly, but it’s pretty gay to be thinking about another guy’s dick in your mouth.”
“I wish that’s all I was thinking about.” Shinsou’s eyes went wide at the involuntary share.
Sero laughed. “Gross.”
“Tell me about it.” Shinsou rolled his eyes; he chuckled as well.
“Well.” Sero dropped his voice. “What are you waiting for.” He brough his figure up in a ‘come hither’ motion; a dramatically faux sexy waggle of eyebrows.
Shinsou swallowed heavily, and let out a grunted sigh. He closed the space between them, pressing a hand to Sero’s chest, looking away from him bashfully.
“Don’t make it weird man.” Sero chuckled; grabbed his chin and pulled Shinsou’s lips to his own.
Shinsou shivered, moaning softly in to the chaste kiss. He pressed harder against Sero’s lips. Sero let him have a little more, parting his lips; A good kiss, was a good kiss after all. Shinsou didn’t do much for Sero’s manhood, but fuck, he really was an experienced kisser.
Sero was usually the one with more of an idea about what he was doing, it was the first time since his first kiss that he was being schooled. All Sero could really think about though was how disappointing Denki’s pitiful skill was going to be for Shinsou, and how totally mind blown Denki would be. Especially when Shinsou’s tongue slid across Sero’s in a way that had Sero moaning softly.
Sero grabbed Shinsou’s shoulders, shoving him away. “Dude.” He was panting, and flushed. “I – I think you have your answer.”
Shinsou smiled, it was almost creepy on his usually stoic face. “It feels the same.”
“Fuck.” Sero looked at him with scrunched brows, still breathing heavily. “How – dude, you are going to literally melt his brain out of his skill.” Sero examined the confused look growing across the purple haired boy’s face. “And he can literally handle a powerplant’s worth of electricity running through his body.”
“What?” Shinsou asked dumbly.
“Bro, I’m not attracted to you, but that was maybe the best kiss I’ve ever had.” Sero pointedly adjusted his trousers to emphasize the point.
Shinsou’s usual confidence was back. “Oh? I manage to turn you to the gay side?”
“No.” Sero rolled his eyes, “I was literally imagining you were Momo the whole fucking timed.”
Shinsou sucked in a whistled breath. “She is stunning.”
“And smart too.” Sero adds.
“And, fuck,” Shinso gruffed. “So sweet!”
“Right!” Sero snorted. “how is anyone that rich so nice?”
The boys both laughed at the absurdity of the conversation, of the entire situation.
“So,” Sero cut through the lighthearted mood. “What are you gonna say to Kaminari?”
“Shit.” Shinsou huffed with a humorless chuckle. “I have no idea. I just, honestly, now – like after” He waved a finger between himself and Sero. “dude the flood gates are open, I can’t think about anything else. I’m going to have to figure this out if I don’t want this to literally drive me insane.”
“Can I make a suggestion?” Sero asked with a grin.
“Sure.”
“Just tell him outright.” Sero mused planely. “Don’t use big words, or some flowery stunt. He won’t get it. He really doesn’t think anyone can like him, and honestly, I’m the shithead that kinda made that worse. Just walk up to him, grab his face,” Sero demonstrated by grabbing Shinsou by the face, a hand pressed in to either cheek. “look him in the eye and say ‘Denki Kaminari, I like you’!” He paused a moment. “Then you plant a kiss on him.”
“Ehh.” Shinsou moaned through squished cheeks. “I should probably ask for permission before kissing him.
Sero laughed. “Yeah, probably a good idea.” He let go of Shinsou’s face. “Fine. But tell him you’re gonna kiss him, give him a chance to say no, and then just go for it. If you ask him he’ll start rambling and then feel guilty for ruining the ‘mood’ once he can finally breathe again.”
Shinsou smirked. “I’m gonna go do it now.”
“Right now?” Sero asked, shocked.
“Right now.” Shinsou chirped. “Before I lose my nerve.”
Before Sero could get another word in, Shinso was throwing the down open and stomping down the hallway.