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Denki wasn’t necessarily stupid.
He was just different.
His brain wasn’t wired like the rest of his class, due to his stupid quirk he hates. He doesn’t know how to tell his class that every time he shorts out it hurts so bad. He doesn’t know how to tell his class that their favorite class joke of making fun of him, the stupid nicknames, the comparisons, it all hurts him.
He just has to wake up and pretend like he’s the class clown, like the ADHD tendencies don’t bother him, like his parents don’t hate his fucking guts.
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“Ugh!” Denki put his pencil down, holding his head in his hands. He sat at his desk, papers and books all around in disarray after his just completed math practice quiz.
How did I still only get a 70%?! Our test is next week! I need to do better...
Denki liked History and English, Present Mic was his teacher for those two classes. The pro hero was understanding of his tics and extra energy, and is the only teacher who even bothers giving him different assignments and extra time on his tests due to his ADHD. The other teachers weren’t as understanding, especially Ectoplasm and Midnight. It wasn’t their fault, but it’s hard to ask for different assignments. Mic Sensei was just nice.
He just feels so fucking stupid, and doesn’t even want different assignments. He wants a different brain.
Denki grabbed his phone, picking it up to check the time.
7:32. Fuck. I missed dinner. New message from Shinsou. I’ll respond later. But, training with Kiri at 8!
He stretched a bit, turning off the study music Shinsou sent to him to help him focus. Even though the purple-haired boy has never been told about Denki’s ADHD, he has picked up on the smaller boy’s habits.
Denki got up, threw on his Eraserhead hoodie (Shinsou may have got it for him as a complete fucking joke because who wants a hoodie of their homeroom teacher and boyfriend’s dad but regardless Denki may have cried and thanked him 20 times. He really does love Aizawa.) and put on his yellow socks (tucking the socks over his sweatpants) to go find some food.
Leaving his dorm room, he walked downstairs and smiled when seeing a few of their classmates going through their schedule.
“OI DUNCE FACE MOVE” He suddenly heard a voice yell behind him, immediately followed by a body slamming into his back and he hit the ground, electricity shooting out of him in all directions.
Ouch. That fucking hurt. Ughhhh. Do Midoriya and Bakugo ever take a damn break?!
“Oh my gosh Denki I’m so sorry- are you okay- Kacchan you’re such a dick ugh-” Midoriya was almost immediately on the ground next to Denki, looking with wide eyes at the electric one and a hand gently pressed on the skinner boy’s back.
“Uh- yeah-” He held his head in his hands. He was shorting out. For a second time just this week.
“You had to really electrocute everything?!” Bakugo grabbed Denki’s collar, surprised when the smaller boy flinched.
“Kacchan let him go! It is not Denki's fault! You crashed into him!” Midoriya snapped, trying to tug Bakugo off.
“Yo what was that noise? The blender stopped working.” Sero popped his head in at the door, rushing towards the situation when he saw Denki on the ground, Shinsou in tow even faster behind him.
“None of your business Soy Sauce and Mind Fuck.”
“Oi, don’t touch him you asshole. Midoriya, give him space.” Shinsou took Bakugo’s wrist and harshly pushed it off Denki’s collar, shoving him backward. Bakugo tsked while Midoriya obeyed immediately, stepping back and opting to kneel a few feet away.
“Denki, are you okay?” Sero asked quietly to his best friend, the blonde nodded.
“Mhmm Sero…”
Shinsou kneeled and put a light hand on his cheek, frowning at the static coming off Denki’s skin.
“‘M sorry about the blender. I-I didn’t mean to. I don’t like being surprised.” Even Bakugo was kind of shocked at Denki’s words, no one was mad- just confused.
Shinsou chuckled and moved back a few inches, sitting there crisscrossed. He held his hand out, holding Denki’s gently.
“Thank god you broke the blender. Sero was about to blend brownie batter because he was too lazy to mix it in a bowl. Bakugo isn’t mad either. I promise. Just stay laying for a few minutes.”
Denki nodded, brain fuzzy and eyes closing a bit. He heard Sero ask a very upset Midoriya to help finish the brownies, and they can give them to Denki to make him feel better later.
God, I really hate my quirk, he thought.
“Why is he so out of it?” Denki heard Bakugo ask after a moment.
“Did he let off electricity?”
Shinsou’s voice. Yay.
“Yeah. Hence the broken lights and blender, and probably other stuff too.”
Denki groaned at that, not wanting to speak through nausea at the moment.
Shinsou leaned forward, gently lifting up the smaller boy’s hoodie at the hip and not seeing an electricity patch he usually is wearing 24/7. He was probably alone and forgot before this whole mess happened.
“He has a patch he wears to absorb the electricity. I think he forgot to put it on.”
“Sorry…”
“Stop apologizing Denki. It’s okay. Can I take you to your room in a few minutes?”
“Mmm..”
Bakugo stood there shocked, because what the fuck? He didn’t know about the quirk suppressors? And the fact that Denki never told anyone he can’t be surprised like that, pissed him off even more.
“Shin?” Denki called out after a moment, eyes finally opening.
“Hey, welcome back.”
“I wanna go now.” Tears formed in Denki’s eyes as he slowly helped himself sit up frustration and anger fueling the tears.
He doesn’t even want to look at Bakugo right now. As much as it’s not his fault, he always has to chase Midoriya or Kirishima or him and it’s irritating.
He just wanted food.
“Dunce face-”
“Stop calling me that.”
Kaminari looked up at Bakugo, eyebrows furrowed and even Shinsou was slightly surprised. His boyfriend has never expressed dislike for the nickname.
“What? Why?”
“It doesn’t matter why. He doesn’t want you to, so stop it.” Shinsou said harshly, then moved behind his boyfriend, one arm going under his legs and the other around his back to lift him.
Denki hid his face in Shinsou’s chest, letting himself be taken back upstairs.
“Hungry…” He murmured, Shinsou kissed the top of his head.
“I’ll get you food in a few. I promise. Let’s get you in bed okay? I have to text my dad about this.”
“N-no Aizawa... No...”
Shinsou sighed.
“Okay. I won’t tell him. You can tomorrow.”
“Mmm…”
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“I’m gonna put you on your bed okay?”
Denki hummed.
“You look nice today.” He murmured to the boy holding him.
“Oh yeah?” Shinsou smirked, putting Denki’s head on the pillow gently then grabbing an electric patch from the box on his nightstand.
A/N: Shinsou's smirk got me like *faints*
“Mmm… you’re like… handsome...”
Shinsou fully let out a laugh, making Denki smile through his dazed state.
He put a hand on Denki’s cheek (relieved to feel no static this time) and then moving to his torso to put the patch on.
“Here love. All done.”
“Mmm…”
Shinsou looked up at Denki’s face, happy to see the immediate relief from the patch.
“Why weren’t you wearing it earlier?” Shinsou asked, grabbing Denki’s water bottle from the desk then putting it on the nightstand.
“I forgot… ‘m stupid…”
Shinsou frowned.
“You’re not stupid. At all.”
“Tell my math homework that.”
“Math homework, Denki is not stupid. There. I told it so you can’t believe it anymore.”
Denki shook his head, turning his body to be facing away from Shinsou while he shut his eyes.
“‘M so stupid.”
Shinsou sighed, gently pushing on Denki’s side so he was laying to face him.
“Can I come cuddle you?”
“I don’t wanna shock you-“
“You won’t shock me. I trust you. You know that.”
Denki’s mouth curled up into a small smile, he scooted and let Shinsou flop next to him.
Shinsou used his thumb to rub Denki’s back, a spot he knows hurts like hell after letting off electricity.
Something about the neurons in his spine letting off the electricity...
Denki groaned in pleasure, curling up to Shinsou and letting him finally be taken care of.
“You never let me hold you even though we’ve been together for 2 months. It’s always you like a Koala. This is nice.” He whispered into the blonde hair, hands rubbing all over the smaller back while the other hummed into his chest.
“Love u Shin…”
Shinsou’s hands froze for a second.
He what?
Shinsou cleared his throat, a smile and blush creeping on his face.
“I love you too Denki…” he muttered back, squeezing tight, Denki raised his head to look at him with wide eyes.
“Really? You love me too?”
“Of course I do. What’s there not to love?”
“Everything.”
The blonde pouted.
“Stop being so mean to yourself. Let me love you.”
Denki shook his head, hands going up to cover the new tears that flowed down.
“Hey. Where is this coming from? Is this about Bakugo?”
Shinsou knows that his boyfriend has a lot of depressive tendencies and has self-doubt issues, but it’s never bothered him to the point where he would be rude to Bakugo like he was in the common room.
“I just- it’s hard to always be called stupid- I can’t help but believe it! It’s all they all call me! Except for the nice ones in class and you… Even Mina and Mineta call me an idiot and they’re ranked lower than me! And the Dekusquad and I are not even friends with them! Only Kiri likes me in Bakusquad!” He wailed the ending, Shinsou’s eyes widened.
“Oh Denks… you’re not stupid. I’ll talk to everyone in our class. They'll stop calling you that, I promise. I've always hated those 'nicknames'. The Bakusquad loves you and I love you so much. I know you struggle sometimes but I see how hard you work. Yamada sensei always tells you how good you are at history and English right? He always comes home teasing me about how my boyfriend does better than his own son in class.” He held the sobbing boy tight.
“I-I just-"
“Breath Denks. Use your words.”
“M-My brain hurts so m-much when I let out electricity. I-it’s unbearable Shin- i hate it-“
What?
“What? What do you mean your brain hurts?”
“I-it’s like I shock my brain- when I let out electricity- that’s why I struggle in class- I- shock my cells when I overcharge. It’s always been a problem… my doctor hates me. My quirk causes me ADHD.” He chuckled darkly at the end.
“Hey- calm down- thank you for trusting me with this. Does anyone else know?”
He shook his head.
“N-no…”
“Any teachers?”
He shook his head again.
“I think your dad does. Mic Sensei… He probably figured it out himself- he’s always giving me different assignments and lets me stay longer for my tests.”
Shinsou hummed, a smile was almost always on his face when thinking of his hyperactive and kind father. Denki and Hizashi are really similar.
“He’s a good guy. So are the rest of the teachers. You can tell them- they can all help you then.”
Denki shook his head frantically.
“No! I got into UA from studying and the physical test and everyone thinks I-I can do it! I can’t just ask for forgiveness for being stupid-“
“You’re not stupid. You got into the most prestigious schools with no extra help with your learning disability Denki. You’re not to blame for that. Hell- I think everyone would be even more impressed with you if they knew this.”
Denki’s eyes widened.
“Really?”
Shinsou nodded gently.
“Of course lovebug.”
Denki smiled, burrowing his face into his boyfriend’s strong chest.
He was safe.