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Warm sunlight filtered in through the massive front windows of Heights Alliance. The day was long and lazy, a special kind of peace seemed to curl throughout UA, a rare occurrence for the hero course students.
The common area was surprisingly full, most of the students seemingly feeling the same lethargic weight in their bones as they seeked out company without having to go out and actually seek it.
Most of the students seemed to flock around the kitchen, the need to eat enough of a pull for them to put in the minimal effort of heating up leftovers until the dorm's main cooks awoke.
Denki Kaminari was lounging on one of the common area couches, floating in and out of consciousness as he soaked in the sun's warm rays, not unlike a cat.
The usually excitable blonde was exhausted having spent the night lying awake awaiting a specific text message before he snuck up a single flight of stairs and into a specific explosive blondes dorm room.
Memories of smooth exposed skin, soft moans and bright red eyes filled his memory. A lazy grin stretched across his lips.
It was new.
Barely 2 months in.
Denki couldn't be happier.
He would never have suspected that the blonde cared for him the way he cared for the other man but the way he held him last night, the soft kisses even the way Katsuki just gazed at him!
He could read the unsaid emotions as clear as day.
Even if this thing between them hadn't been labeled yet, he wasn't worried.
Katsuki Bakugou liked him.
He had genuine romantic feelings for Denki Kaminari.
A sigh slipped past Kaminaris lips. To think this relationship came from an unplanned 'one night stand'.
~
It was late one night and Denki couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned, his limbs feeling restless, something that happened to him if he didn't expel enough electricity throughout the day.
All of his devices were charged to the max and everyone else was asleep, so he decided maybe a quick jog would tire him about enough to find sleep.
He was just finishing the last turn on his route, the dorms visible in the distance when we noticed a spiky head of blonde hair also walking towards the dorms from the other direction.
"Hey, Bakubro!" He called out running towards his classmate and friend.
The other boy jumped in shock, obviously not expecting anyone else to be out at this hour.
Instantly on guard, Bakugou spun around and let off a flash explosion right into Denki's eyes.
"Argh!" Denki cried as he was blinded.
"Dunce face?" Bakugou cursed, quickly coming to Denki's side and sitting him down onto the steps of their dorm building. "What the hell are you doing out here?"
Denki rubbed at his eyes, blinking rapidly between, trying to regain his vision.
"I could ask you the same man!" He laughed, his vision mostly clear now, everything sort of looked lighter than normal but Bakugou reassured him it'll go away in time.
"I couldn't sleep." The other lad grumbled he turned his gaze away from Denki, not bothering to explain.
"Well, I had way too much energy to relax, I'm tryna tire myself out but the walk didn't really help." Denki grumbled to himself, a pount on his lips.
"Did you wanna spar for a bit?" Bakugou suggested, "that'll probably tire us both out enough to sleep."
Denki thought about it for a minute.
"Yeah alright" he gave Bakugou a big grin, the other boy just grumbled under his breath about 'too fucking bright' turning his face away. The electicital user was sure he could see some pink coloring on Bakugou's cheeks but with his vision ever so slightly off still, he didn't trust it.
It wasn't long before they were in a clearing near their dorm, sweat soaked as they practiced hand to hand combat.
Denki, in Bakugous words, was useless as fuck with his fists and relied to much on his quirk, that's why he fried himself so often.
Denki grunted as he failed to block another punch, the shot hit his guts making his stomach roll as he folded in on himself.
"Ow! Pull your punches, man!" He cried as another first came towards him, this time he managed to block but even that hurt, he didn't have any time to recover as Bakugou kicked him onto his ass. "I'm never going to get better if all you're doing is beating me into the dirt." He grumbled.
"Less complaining and more fighting, you're not doing too bad" bakugou smirked as he walked towards Denki, offering him a hand up.
Denki huffed as he took his hand, a smirk crossing his lips as an idea popped into his head.
Just as Bakugou started to pull him up, Denki leaned all his weight back and kicked out his legs towards Bakugou trying to trip him up.
"Fuck." The blonde cursed as he fell, right on top of Denki, head butting him.
Ow, he didn't think that one through, did he?
Both boys groaned in pain as they tried to get they're bearings.
"What the fuck, Kaminari!" Bakugou shouted right in his ear as he lifted his head and glanced down at the boy beneath of him and-
Woah
Have Bakugou's eyes always been this beautiful?
Even as they were framed by a furrowed brow and dressed into a glare, Denki felt dumbstruck as his heart skipped a beat.
"What the hell are you staring at?" Bakugou snapped, sitting up to get away from Denki.
Denki chased him, not waiting to widen the distance between them just yet.
With both of them sitting up now, Bakugou was straddling Denki's lap.
They both blushed.
"I kinda want to kiss you right now" Denki blurted out, his eyes widening when he realised what he just said.
Oh fuck. Oh shit.
He's going to kill me!
He was knocked out of his thoughts by soft lips pressing against his. He gasped into the kiss, Bakugou used that to his advantage as he licked Denki's lip lightly before exploring his mouth further.
Denki moaned as the sensation, his hands gripping Bakugou's hips tightly as he tried his hardest not to buck up into him for friction.
Bakugou seemed to read his mind as he experimentally rolled his hips, grounding down directly onto Denki's dick that was getting very interested with this turn of events.
"Shit" he hissed, pulling back and biting his lip to keep himself quiet. He opened his eyes to see Bakugou smirking at him as he continued a steady pace with his grinding.
This isn't happening right now.
Fuck, Katuski Bakugou is grinding on my fucking dick.
God what I wouldn't do right now do take this further and-
These thoughts were interrupted by Bakugou standing up swiftly.
Denki remained sitting on the dirt in confusion.
He looked up at Bakugou to see him readjusting a bulge in his own pants.
"Come on, I don't exactly wanna fuck outside in the dirt." He turned on his heel and started to walk away.
Denki's brain just wasn't connecting the dots.
There's no way I heard that right.
No way Bakugou and I could actually end up sleeping together.
"What" he mumbled out idiotically.
Bakugou froze, half turning towards him, his cheeks pink.
"I was going to go back to my dorm so we could have sex" he stated bluntly, before an undecipherable looked flickered onto his features. "That is if you're okay with that? You don't have to if you don't want to. I'm not trying to pressure you."
Did he want to have sex with Bakugou?
"Hell yes!" He all but cheered as he scrambled off the ground and jogged over to the other blonde, "Well what are we waiting for let's go!" He laughed.
Bakugou rolled his eyes but followed him back to the dorms
~
"Someones happy" came a teasing voice above him, pulling him from his memories. Denki glanced up to see Sero peering down at him, A smirk on his lips.
"That seems to be going around lately." Ashido laughed as she dragged Sero onto the other couch with her.
"So you've noticed too?" Sero's attention was on his girlfriend as he wrapped his arm around her waist, nuzzling his face into her exposed shoulder.
"How can I not? It's blasty! I thought he had only had one default setting and then, blam, suddenly the kid knows how to smile?" She laughed loudly, amber eyes crinkling at the end.
Denki perked up as he realised they were talking about Katsuki.
"Are you guys talking about Bakugou developing a new emotion?" Jiro walked up towards the room, Ojiro, Shoji and Mineta followed her, they all had warmed up bowls of curry in their hands.
"So you've noticed it too?" Ashido squealed "Who do you think it is?"
Jiro tapped Denki's legs signaling for him to sit up and make room for them. The blonde did so and let Jiro, Mineta and Ojiro sit with him, Shoji sat with the couple across from them.
"Well there only two choice-"
"Midoriya and Kirishima" the two girls squealed at the same time.
What?
"What are you ladies going on about?" Mineta asked, brow furrowed as he glanced between their matching smirks.
Ojiro sighed as a blush started to bloom on his cheeks.
"They're implying that Bakugou is getting laid"
"Regularly" Sero added with a wink.
Denki felt his own skin flush at that.
He definitely was. They're sex drives were a little wild.
Minetas started to cry out in outrage.
"Bakugou got laid before me? How?" The little purple pervert yelped.
"Well, Bakugous gay and there are a lot more men in our class than women."Shoji pointed out. "Maybe try swinging the other way and you'll finally hit." He mumbled quietly but still loud enough for everyone to hear.
Everyone collectively held their breaths as they awaited Mineta's reaction. Even the few students hovering in the kitchen's entrance seemed to stop for whatever horrible thing was going to come out of Mineta's mouth.
"Ew, no I'd rather die than become fag!"
Silence.
Oh God
Suddenly chaos erupted.
"MINETA!" A chorus of voices snapped angrily.
"You can't say stuff like that!" Ashido snapped, standing up. "Fair enough if you're straight but that doesn't mean you can throw around slurs!" She crossed her arms over her chest as she stared down at him.
The smaller man just smirked at the sight of her unintentionally pushing up her breast, making Ashido angrier.
"You're single because you don't have a respectful bone in your body." Jiro growled, earphone jack striking like a snake and hitting him smack bang in the side of his head.
He fell off the couch, out cold.
Holy shit, that was insane!
Denki gaped openly at Jiro whose face was red with anger.
"What?" She snapped, feeling his gaze bore onto the side of her face. "Wanna defend the little creep, arent the two of you buddies?"
Denki's stomach rolled in discomfort at the implication.
"No, of course not! He deserved it" he yelped "we're not really friends, we've just hang out once or twice before but I swear I'm not homophobic!" He defended himself, far from it.
She just gave him a dubious look before her attention was drawn back to Mineta as he groaned, coming too.
"What the fuck?" He mumbled in confusion as he sat up, rubbing at the red spot on his head. He looked up and made eye contact with Jiro, his eyes widened as he realised what happened. "You crazy bitch!" He gaped.
"I'm not apologizing, you were being an asshole. Stop being such a small minded pig all the time!" She hissed, arms crossed as she looked down her nose at him.
"You're only mad because you're one of them aren't you? You like Yayoruzos big, beautiful boobies as well don't you?" He sneered, eyes glassy and mouth practically watering as he envisioned them. "you're a Dyke-"
She struck him again, his body went slack!
"Okay!" Ojiro announced jumping up from the couch, his hands raised up in a surrendering motion. "How about I take him up to his room before he gets brain damage?"
Without actually waiting for a reply, he easily scooped the other teen up, throwing him over his shoulder as he walked away. Mineta just groaned weakly, he didn't even put up a fight.
Denki's head swarmed, thoughts distracting him as the other teens continued to talk.
Denki's Bisexuality was a new discovery for him. Bakugou wasn't his gay awaking but being in the hero course definitely was.
The first day after hero training, Denki walked into the locker room, eager to wash the sweat and grime off his skin. Logically, he knew he wouldn't be the only male to want to shower but walking into the change rooms and seeing the open showers filled with muscled naked men was very surprising.
He ended up deciding to forget the shower all together.
Rushing through changing, he left as fast as he could take care of the very obvious erection he sprung.
It was a very "huh, guess I like dudes too?" Moment.
He accepted the fact, wanked when he got home to the image of his new classmates and moved on.
Despite the fact that he came to terms with his sexuality easily he wasn't really out with his attraction to men.
He didn't want anyone to think he was just trying to be trendy..
The belittling tone of his Mother's voice rang through his head.
"But how can you be so sure, Denki? You've only ever shown interest in females before now. Don't complicate things."
He shook her words off, he didn't need the constant negative that came with thoughts of her.
So, yes, Denki Kaminari wasn't homophobic! He was Bisexual and he was dating Katsuki Bakugou.
But no one here knew that.. Did they?
Infact on his friend just tried to accuse him of being homophobic.
Only because they associate you with Mineta!
That really did hurt him. Even if he wasn't attracted to Men, he'd be an ally all the way.
He wasn't speaking to Mineta ever again, he decided.
"No way, it's definitely Midoryia!" Jiro laughed, drawing Denki back into the conversation at hand "Have you seen the sexual tension between him and Bakugou?"
The what?!
He snapped his head towards Jiro, eyes wide, he wasn't the only one.
"Sexual tension? Please. Jiro your talents definitely lay in your ears and not your eyes" Sero teased, "Bakugou and Midoyia don't even get along!" Denki nodded in agreement.
Katsuki and Midoriya together? No way!
"Kacchan!" Jiro mimicked, hands threaded together under her chin as she blinked big doe eyes at the imaginary Bakugou.
Sero just gave her a blank stare.
"Okay, maybe Midoriya has a thing for him but no way Bakugou likes him!"
Damn right he doesn't!
"Sure Mr. 'I hate you but let you call me Kacchan' doesn't like him back? "
"He could just be sick of trying to get him to stop it."
"Mr. 'I always wanna spar with you so I can manhandle you and pin you against my body and the ground'.
"He just wants an excuse to beat him up." Sero countered.
"Mr. I can't stand to be around you but I also decided to do 'private' training with you'." She deadpanned.
Sero didn't have anything to say back to that as the rest of the group took in Jiros 'proof'.
What the hell...
Denki's head was reeling.
Jiro didn't necessarily lie during all of that banter but Denki really wished she did.
It was all true.
No matter how put out Bakugou acted around Midoriya, he never actually did anything about it. Sometimes he'd snap some half-ass insults at the boy or threaten him with death but that's it and Bakugou treated almost everyone like that!
He actually did more for Midoriya than he did for almost anyone else, himself excluded.
Denki remembered asking the explosive blonde about Midoriya about a week before the two started to see each other. Bakugou was very defensive and ended up snapping at him, telling the boy to mind his own business before storming off.
He never brought it up again after they got together.
Denki's phone chimed a familiar jingle. He reluctantly reached into his back pocket for his phone and opened the message.
It was from Katsuki.
Hey, I don't appreciate waking up alone when I don't fall asleep that way, dunce face.
His phone went off a second time
Where are you?
Denki smiled at his antics, couldn't he just say he likes waking up to Denki?
He was about to reply just that when the debate before him picked up again.
"I'm just saying, after Kamino, Kiri and Bakubro have been closer than ever." Sero stressed. "Something has changed between them, everyone can see it, right Kaminari?" Sero whipped his head over to the blonde, begging him to agree.
Kaminari's stomach rolled in distress.
No, he's mine. Even without labels. Katsuki and I are an item! He likes me not Kirimisha
"Yeah, Kaminari is their honorary third wheel!" Mina laughed, causing everyone else to chuckle.
Denki didn't find this funny.
"They're just friends." He was surprised with how firm his voice came out. Sero just groaned at him, mumbling something about another 'team Bakudeku'. "No, he and Midoryia aren't like that either. They've got a strained relationship at best and are struggling to even be friends again."
Everyone just stared at him after that.
He started to feel self conscious.
He wanted to scream at them to shut up and to tell them that Katsuki was his and his only but he knew, a small part of him knew, that that wasn't entirely true.
Two month and Denki and Katsuki still haven't put a label on their relationship nor have they announced it publicly.
"You sure you're not homophobic? You seem pretty upset about discussing Bakugou potential male partners" Jiro lifted a brow at him, disdain burning in her dark eyes.
Seriously? Again with the accusations?
Denki was starting to get fed up. He opened his mouth ready to have a go at Jiro when Shoji spoke up.
"For what it's worth, I agree with Sero, someone is sneaking into Bakugou's dorm room nightly."
Kaminari froze.
Shit.
He was always quiet and always made sure no one saw him slip in and out of Katsuki's room.
Although he didn't account for the other student, with a quirk perfect for scouting, that lives on the same floor.
Idiot
"I'm pretty sure it's Kirishima."
Wait. What?
Denki whipped his head towards the male speaking, along with everyone else in the group.
"What makes you say that? I mean other than the fact that they share a floor." Ashido mussed, thumb and index finger stroking her chin.
"After Kamino I caught Kirishima sneaking into Bakugou's room nightly for a solid week."
What.. that.. that can't be right..
Denki felt far away from everyone else in the room, like he was hovering above his own body, just a spectator to a bunch of strangers, someone who didn't exist in the same context as everyone else.
Noise exploded in the common room.
He wearily looked around him as everyone gasped and cheered.
"I told you so" and "no ways!" tossed around as everyone absorbed the fact that Bakugou and Kirishima were probably sleeping together, maybe more…
Where did that leave me?
Was I just a causal fuck?
Was it just a casual thing, that's over now?
Is he just casually with me too?
Or were they serious?
Am I Bakugou's rebound?
Denki winced, his heart slammed into his chest painfully, his lungs started to withhold air from him causing more panic to flood his senses.
He didn't even realise that everyone was staring at him, Sero and Ashido by his side instantly trying to calm him down and ask him what happened.
"What's wrong with him?" Jiro gasped, tears pricking her eyes as she watched Denki fold in half.
His hands tugged violently at his roots as he hid his head between his knees. His back erratically rose and fell as he hyperventilated, his cries muffled against his legs.
Denki was far away from any conversations, any questions or concerns.
Images flash through his mind, flickering like a slideshow.
Bakugou, Kirishima and himself were walking to class together one morning. The other teen boys were side by side as Denki trailed behind them.
Kirimisha was already excitedly talking about his ideas for a new move he wanted to try and achieve today.
The other two just hummed along to his energetic ramble as they tried to get their bearings.
Despite how tired he felt, he couldn't help but notice the almost non existent space between Bakugou and Kirishima as they walked side by side.
They two of them always walk together leaving Denki to trail behind…
Not today!
He jogged a couple of steps faster until he was pressed up against Bakugou's other side.
"What did you say just now about a new super move?" He beamed a smile at Kirishima, who matched his energy with a toothy grin back.
Bakugou just went silent as he tensed.
Kirishima and Denki both felt it and sent each other worried looks.
Bakugou ended up shoving Denki away from him with a sharp elbow to the ribs.
Denki wheezed in pain as he stopped walking and hunched over.
"The walkways aren't wide enough for you to walk next to us, Idiot"
Bakugou kept walking,not turning around once as Denki watched him go. Kirishima stayed by Denki's side, apologizing for Bakugou's behaviour.
~
Bakugou let out a sharp laugh at something Denki said, making his chest fill with pride.
"You're an idiot, Dunceface." He chuckled. Denki just took it in stride, the nickname stopped feeling like an insult after the first week, it was just Bakugou.
The door to the common room swung open as Uraraka, Sato, Shoji and Kirishima waltz in, just having finished their gym session with some others from class 1-B.
Kirishima zeroed in on them instantly, a sharp-tooth grin stretching across his features as he ran over to them, jumping over the back of the couch and landed next to Bakugou.
"Hey, Kaminari, Bakubro, what's up?"
Damn, someone's in a good mood.
Denki responded to Kirishima and answered his questions, the two going back and forth as Bakugou just grumbled under his breath to himself.
"What's up dude?" Kirishima asked the blonde next to him, hearing the grumbling but not understanding a lick of it.
"Go take a shower, you fucking stink!" he exploded. To emphasize his claim, Bakugou blocked his nose as he shoved the redhead away from him.
Denki burst out laughing at the dejected look on Kirishima's face.
"I don't stink, I smell Manly" He declared, His fist bumping into each other across chest. He held the pose for less than a minute before the atrocious smell of his armpits, wafted to his own nose.
"Ew, okay, I'm going!" He gagged, standing up ready to leave.
Denki's cackling had quieted down to a small giggle as he watched his friend leave.
"Bye dude." He waved.
"Bye Kirishima." Bakugou called softly, a small smile on his features.
Denki froze, hand still raised as Kirishima entered the elevator. His golden eyes snapped to Bakugou's face, they made eye contact.
All the angry, harsh lines that were normally etched into his face weren't present. Instead his face was open and slack, a relaxed expression Denki realised.
"What?" He snapped, although it lacked its usual bite.
Denki startled, dropping his raised hand to his lap as he fiddled with his fingers nervously.
Bakugou just called Kiri by his actual last name instead of Shitty hair.. When did that happen? Why do I care?
"Nothing, dude. Wanna watch a movie?"
Bakugou eyed him for a few tense moments before turning his head towards the tv.
"Yeah, whatever"
~
Bakugou and Kirishima walked out of Heights Alliance side by side as Kaminari was finishing a snack he stole from the kitchen.
He jogged up to the pair to enquire about their final destination's whereabouts and if he could join them.
"We're training." Bakugou deadpanned.
"Kirishima needs to practice his hand to hand and resistance training and I just want to blow up a target that can handle my explosions that isn't shitty Deku." He grumbled, Denki stifled a laugh. Guess Midoryia's private training isn't going well.
"Alright, Let's go!" He started to walk towards the gyms before he realised they weren't following him, he stopped and glanced back at them. "What?"
One look at Kirishima's guilty expression had his stomach in knots.
"Sorry dude. This is kinda a one on one training"
They don't want you there..
He forced a smile on his lips.
"That's okay, I'll just watch and cheer you on" he made a little cheer gesture with his hands as he shook his imaginary pom poms.
Kirishima cracked a little smile at that. He went to open his mouth again but Bakugou cut him off.
"No, dunce face. I don't want to hold back my quirk just because you're fragile and could get hurt or whatever." He bluntly spat. He grabbed Kirishima by the back of his shirt and started to drag him towards the gyms. "Lets go Kirishima."
Denki just stood on the path as he watched his two best friends walk away.
Kirishuma shot him an apologetic smile as he was dragged away before finding his feet and walking side by side with Bakugou.
Denki felt a longing sensation in his heart as the pair started to talk and laugh together.
No one ever wants you
~
"Oi, leaving me alone is one thing but not replying to my text? Now that's- hey, what the hell is going on here?"
A loud, familiar voice cut through the sea of fog in Denki's brain, he lifted his head slightly making eye contact with a concerned pair of red eyes.
Does he look at Kirishima like that too?
Does he even care about me like I care about him?
Taking a shuttering but fairly deep breath, Denki laid his head back down as he focused on putting a lid on his panickedness.
"I don't know! We were just talking and he started breathing funny and he's not responding!" A voice that sounded like Mina yelped. She sounded close to his right ear.
He opened his eyes and saw a pink toned foot near his own feet. Okay so that was Mina to his right and that's probably her hand rubbing circles in his back.
"Does he need to go to Recovery Girl?" Came Jiros voice on his other side, still sitting by him on the couch.
"He's having a panic attack. He gets them sometime when his anxiety peaks.. so what the fuck did you extras do?" Katsuki growled, minor explosions popping in his palms.
Sputters of denial and indignation erupted around the room as his friends defended their innocence, claiming that what they were discussing had nothing to do with Denki.
"If none of you fuckers tell me right now, I'll blow this couch into fucking pieces!" The blonde seethed. Denki could tell that Katsuki was genuinely getting upset, this wasn't the bravo anger he put on so often.
"I'm telling you the truth, it was just silly class gossip, nothing about Kami at all!" Sero stressed, "tell him Kaminari!"
Kaminari did no such thing, he just sat quietly as his body finally settled. His breathing was returning to normal and the sobs that racked his body had reduced to less than hiccups.
"No." He simply announced clearly so that everyone could hear him, despite the fact that his voice was definitely slightly muffled by his thighs. "Y-you were talking about Bakugou and Kirishima.. together."
The words hurt to say, they burned his tongue like a curse.
He just wanted to crawl back to his room and lick his wounds at this point.
Idiot!
I just thought that maybe..
Perhaps we could be in love..
"Kaminari!" A collective of voices hissed.
"He's right there," Mina whispered into his ear, gesturing her foot in Bakugou's direction.
"Bakugou he didn't mean that, I mean we did say that but we were-" Sero rambling was cut off.
Silence..
Confused, Denki raised his head up and took in his surroundings.
His red rimmed eyes and foggy brain took a second to take in the scene before him.
The girls were tense on either side of him, Sero pressed against Mina' side in a protective manner and Shoji was standing up from his seat acting as a barrier between the group of teens and Bakugou...
Katsuki…
Denki angled his head around Shoji's thick frame to see Bakugou..
He gasped at the pure murderous intent that was clear as day on the other boys' features.
Is he upset that I know he has other fuck buddies?
"You useless, no brained, idiotic-"
"Maybe we should make a break for it?" Sero whispered towards the group.
"You never think anything through at all, do you? Never fucking realizing that your actions have consequences? Or are yous just gonna stomp through life fucking shit up constantly? You stupid shitty extras?" Bakugou was basically frothing at the mouth.
"Hey, dude, calm down, we didn't mean to intrude on your personal life, it was just silly speculation and-" Mina was cut off.
"And you managed to convince my boyfriend that I'm sleeping with our Best friend?"
What.
Denki's brain seemed to stall.
Boyfriend?
His eyes were comedically wide, fresh tears falling over his bottom lashes and racing down his cheeks.
What does this all mean?
I'm so confused.
Are we together then?
But Kirishima?
Is he cheating?
His heart clenched painfully at the thought. His emotions must have shown clearly on his face because Bakugou took one look at him and his anger broke into despair. It was there for less than half a minute before frustration took over. He snarled, whipping his head towards Mina and Sero.
"W-what?" Both of the teens blubbered as they darted their gaze between Denki and Bakugou. "You two are together? Since when?"
"Since none of your fucking business!" Bakugou snapped, glaring dangers at everyone around Denki.
"Come one Denks" he called softly, eyes intense as he tried to smooth out his frustration while talking to his 'Boyfriend'.
Denki remained in his seat.
His limbs felt frozen. He was so mentally and emotionally tired from all that was revealed in the last few minutes.
"Denks?" Bakugou suddenly whispered, sounding incredibly close. Denki blinked his golden eyes, only to find a deep soothing red pair level with his. "Let's go back to my room, so we can talk yeah?"
He carefully held Denki's hands and tugged him up off the couch.
Denki's legs wobbled, his muscles felt weak and shaky, an after effect of his panic attack that was common for him.
"I got you." Bakugou muttered as he swept Denki off his feet, readjusting him slightly so he could carry him, not unlike how one would hold a small child.
Denki blinked, sluggishly as he realised the common room had cleared out. Bakugou noticed his confusion and snorted.
"Dumb extras booked it soon as I approached you." He was silent for a moment "but they all did look incredibly guilty, served 'em right."
Denki just hummed, with his legs wrapped around Bakugou's waist and his arms around his neck. He nuzzled his head into Bakugou's shoulder and sighed.
He was so confused.
His head felt slow and his heart hurt, he just wanted a nap.
He closed his eyes and breathed in Bakugou's scent, relaxing.
Despite Bakugou being in the centre of all this hurt, he was still Denki's number one comfort.
"Let's head up, yeah?" Bakugou whispered again in the same soft and sweet voice he always used after Denki's panic attacks.
With that, he walked them to the elevator and into his room, not placing him down once and rubbing his hand up and down Denki's spine.
The electicital user enviably started to fall asleep.
"Hey, we're here." Bakugou whispered into his ear. Denki whined and cuddled further into Bakugou.
A deep chuckle vibrated through Bakugou's chest and into his own.
Suddenly he was dropped midair.
Panic surged through him for a millisecond, a cry ripping from his throat but before he could even finish his vocal expression, his back hit a soft and comfy surface.
He bounced once, twice, before he settled.
Huh?
The pure sweet scent of Bakugou hit his nose, his muscles relaxing on instinct. He rolled over ready to bury himself in Bakugou's comfy blanket but a heavy weight in the bed disrupted him.
"No you don't, we need to talk." His voice was still soft but it held a hard edged tone to it.
Denki huffed through his nose.
"Nothing to talk about, I was being stupid."
It was silent as Bakugou tried to gather his words. He wasn't much of a talker, despite the fact that all he did was run his mouth.
"Denki.." he trailed off. Silence began again for a few minutes.
Neither of them knew where to start.
Just ask him
Just ask him
Just ask him
Denki's brain repeated over and over again like a mantra. His confidence slowly built as he worked himself up.
You've got this!
"Are you fucking Kirishima?" He ended up blurting.
He cringed.
What the actual fuck?
That wasn't what he wanted to say, he was meant to ask about the status of Kirishima and Bakugou's relationship.
Bakugou's eyes widened, mouth slightly gaped, looks like Denki wasn't the only one that didn't expect that to come out of the younger boy's mouth.
"What? No! Fuck no!" He gasped. Denki felt the tight coil of inner turmoil loosen ever so slightly.
"Okay, good." Denki nodded to himself as he tried to navigate the conversation through the heavy awkwardness that now polluted the air.
"Did you really think I'd cheat on you?" Bakugou mumbled, he sounded defeated, muscle tight as he hunched in on himself.
Denki thought about how to answer that question.
Did he think Bakugou would do such a thing?
"Yes and no." He simply stated. The other blonde flickers his eyes up towards Denki in confusion.
"I would never see you doing that to me or anyone. You may think you're a bad person at times, Katsuki, but I know you." He squeezed the other boy's hand.
Bakugou furrowed his brows but didn't interrupt him.
"You care about what others think and feel, even though you try to act like you don't" he smirked at Bakugou's pout before sighing "and you can be loyal to a fault at times." Denki smiled tightly.
Bakugou stared at him hard, he squirmed under his scritzure.
"But?" He drawled, Denki would have laughed in joy at Katsuki's ability to read him if it were not for the fear he felt towards this impending conversation.
"But at that moment I did and didn't believe that you could.. cheat." Katsuki glared at him, obviously frustrated with the way he was speaking in riddles. "When you announced to them that I was your.. boyfriend. I was sure you were cheating because at that point in time they managed to thoroughly convince me of the idea of you and Kirishima."
He took a shaky breath as he expelled the doubt that tried to creep back into his mind, he needed to focus.
"Before you said that, I still thought you two were together, sexually, but I didn't perceive it as cheating as I started to doubt our relationship status.. I'm still doubting it." He finished, glancing at the other boy to gauge his reaction.
"What do you mean by doubting it?" Katsukis eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes confused.
Cute
"Up until that little gossip session, I thought we were dating but now I'm unsure. We've never officially put a label on-" he gestures towards them and then to Katsukis bed, the two blushed, "this."
"I thought you understood where we stood, h-how I feel." Katsuki mumbled, face blushing more, he turned away.
"I did." Denki reached out, gently turning Katsuki's face towards him. "Since our first night together. Instead of throwing me out straight after like I expected, you invited me to stay and you held me all night-."
"And I made you breakfast in bed the next morning." Katsuki reminisced, almost shyly.
"Yeah, you did" a small smile pulled at his lips before he frowned again. "But as soon as they started talking about you and other guys, listening to all their 'proof' I started to doubt us. The lack of verbal confirmation between us made things harder.. I thought maybe I was just a quick fuck?" He winced at the words, even Katsuki flinched a little.
Denki started to fidget with his fingers. A small fearful part of him was waiting for Katsuki's confirmation, for him to confirm all of his fears and throw him away like he's nothing.
"Hey" soft hands gently grabbed his own, squeezing lightly. Denki glanced up to see the other man giving him a serious look.
"It was never just about the sex for me, like yeah, the sex is good, really good." He gives Denki a roguish smirk, making Denki's face heat up " but It was always about you, you as a person, about how you make me feel, I love you, Denki Kaminari." He confessed.
The air was pushed out of Denki's lunges in a single breath. Tears pricked at his eyes once again tonight, this time though, he was overwhelmingly happy.
"I love you too!" He tackled the older blonde back onto the bed, throwing his leg over Katsukis hips and straddling him. "I love you so much!" He sobbed.
Katsuki laughed quietly, affectionately, as he wiped away his boyfriend's tears.
"You love me." Denki sobbed. Katsuki nodded, letting him work through everything.
"I'm your boyfriend? You're my boyfriend? We're dating?"
"Yes", he placed his hands on Denki's hips. "I love you, baby," he smirked.
Denki stuttered, his brain went blank not unlike when he over-fried himself.
Baby..
His face burned something furious, his stomach erupted in a plague of butterflies.
He whined, burying his face in Katsuki's chest as the other barked out laughing.
Katsuki finally settled down, mumbling something about Denki being cute before placing a kiss on the top of his head.
It was quiet for a moment, the peaceful aura from this morning making an appearance again.
Then bright red hair, sharp teeth and kind eyes flashed into his mind.
Kirishima
Katsuki felt the boy in his arms tense.
"What is it?" He whispered, tightening his hold on Denki. "Talk to me, baby"
Denki melted at the pet name, angling his head, he glanced up at Katsuki and mumbled.
"Why did Shoji say he had caught Kirishima sneaking into your room multiple times before?"
It was Katsuki's turn to tense now.
Denki started to worry. Endless possibilities flickered into his mind, all of them negative but Katsuki just took a deep breath through his nose before he started to speak.
"After K-kamino, I was having trouble sleeping. Having to adjust to the dorms was hard enough without seeing All for one and the league everytime I closed my eyes." His voice was shaky but he pushed on.
"When I wasn't having nightmares, I was racked with overwhelming guilt. I felt like I took away the symbol of peace for everyone and took all of you away from your families at the same time. I- I was falling apart." He started to cry silently, but Denki saw the tears and was quick to react.
"Hey, shh." He soothes, wiping away Katsuki's tears and stroking his cheek.
"I just-" he took a deep calming breath. "Kirishima found out I wasn't sleeping, I didn't want to admit my fears to him but he's pretty perceptive, for an idiot." He snorted, making Denki giggle.
"He slept on the floor of my room for a week straight, keeping me company when I couldn't sleep and helping me through panic attacks when the night terrors got bad."
Denki's heart broke. He didn't realise how bad Katsuki got after the attack, sure, the class realised he wasn't okay but back then no one knew what to do. No one was brave enough to approach him.
Kirishima was..
He is such a good friend, helping Katsuki when he needed it the most and you got jealous and thought that Katsuki and Kirishima were sleeping together.
"I'M SO SORRY!" Denki cried out, he pulled himself up slightly and placed quick little pecks all over his boyfriend's face as a peace offering.
Katsuki blinked, dumbfounded at his sudden outburst.
"Denki?"
Kiss.
"What-"
Kiss.
"Are"
Kiss.
"You"
Kiss.
Katsuki let out a giggle as Denki kissed his neck.
Both boys paused at the sound, staring wide eyed at each other before bursting out laughing. Denki's weight shifted causing him to collapse on Katsukis chest, before he could move, arms snaked around his waist and rolled them over, Katsuki's firm weight pressing him into the mattress.
"You have nothing to be sorry for." He whispered, gazing down at him.
"Kirishima's our best friend, you're my boyfriend, I should have known better."
"True, but it's not like you just came to this conclusion on your own, you had help" A frown was back on his face making Denki laughed.
"Go easy on them" he begged, sending a silent prayer to his friends.
"Like fuck I will. They hurt you." He grumbled, leaning down he kissed Denki's lips gently, almost making the electrical boy cry again at the tenderness of it.
Not another word was spoken as Katsuki got off the bed to turn the light off. The afternoon sun dimmed by the drawn curtains as the older blonde slipped back into bed. He pulled the younger boy to his chest, kissed the back of his head gently before his muscle relaxed and they both fell asleep.