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"Is that my hoodie?"
Denki paused turning the page in his book, he could almost hear the small smirk into Hitoshi's voice.
Logically, Denki knew he had to answer, but he was about to start a new chapter and the last one got left on a cliffhanger and the main character is about to kill the bad guy and confess to the girl she likes and-
"Hello? Earth to Denki," Hitoshi says, waving his hand in front of Denki's face, that stupidly adorable hot smirk still on his face.
"Uh," Denki looks down at the hoodie, grabbing at the strings that cover the Halloween style words, "i'll sleep when i'm dead" on the front, "maybe,"
Hitoshi snorts, loosely wrapping his arms around Denki's waist, pulling the blonde into his chest, resting his chin on Denki's head, "Ya know," Hitoshi starts, "I don't care that you wear my hoodies,"
"Really?" Oh no, that sounded a little too much hopeful, fuck.
Hitoshi shrugs, ignoring that Denki just sounded like a puppy getting adopted, "Yeah, really. As long as you leave me at least 2 and return the ones you take every once in a while, I don't care. Besides, you look cute in my clothes,"
Denki squeaks -he actually squeaks, like a fucking mouse or something- and burries his face into Hitoshi's chest
Denki can hear Hitoshi laugh as his chest rumbles and moves, Hitoshi runs his hand through Denki's hair and presses a kiss to the crown of his head, "Cutie,"
Denki whines, "Stop," he drags out the 'p' sound.
"An adorable little kitten,"
"Noooo"
A kiss to Denki's lips stops his whining, a smile keeps the kiss from it from deeping, but neither Denki or Hitoshi mind at all.
"My precious little baby"
"Oh fuck off!"