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Hitoshi had not come to UA to make friends. He had planned on pissing the hero course students off in first year and then getting into their course with the help of their teacher in second year. What he hadn’t planned was that plan not working entirely. Midoriya had immediately taken Hitoshi into his group at the start of second year, which caused him to be pulled into group gatherings almost every day in the common room of the dorm. Hitoshi wasn’t entirely surprised by this advancement, Midoriya was a very stubborn individual and so were Iida and Uraraka. However, he was not expecting Kaminari Denki to weasel his way into occupying Hitoshi’s every second Friday afternoon.
Kaminari had been the first person to come and say hello on Hitoshi’s first morning of being in class 2A. In Hitoshi’s fourth week of being in the hero course Kaminari had asked if he wanted to go get coffee and study. This invitation had been Hitoshi’s weakness, he needed the help with catching up to the others in the course and he would never say no to a good cup of coffee. He was always looking for good study spots close to campus and Kaminari had promised just that.
Over the entirety of second year every second Friday afternoon, straight after classes ended Kaminari would walk with Hitoshi to the dorms and discuss what they were going to do that afternoon. Sometimes they would go to their favourite cat café or book café. Sometimes they would give up on the idea of going out and study in Hitoshi’s room. If they didn’t want to go out or study, they always ended up in Kaminari’s room to game or watch a movie or two. Hitoshi had come to look forward to these Fridays and had come to really care about his first real friend.
Halfway through second year the hero and support classes had been pitted against each other for an exercise. Monoma had captured Kaminari by managing to copy Hitoshi’s own quirk. Hitoshi had been so unbelievably pissed at his old classmate and sort of friend.
“HAHAHA I’VE GOT YOU NOW, YOU SPARKPLUG IDIOT! HOW DARE YOU PRETEND HITOSHI IS YOUR FRIEND, WHAT A JOKE!” Monoma had been screaming in Kaminari’s ear.
Hitoshi watched a tear roll down his helpless friend’s face. Monoma had forced Kaminari to weii mode himself and then kneel down and look up at Monoma as if he was some kind of loyal dog. Hitoshi had felt sick to his stomach seeing his quirk being used like that. He had never used his quirk on Monoma as a sign of respect, but he was overcome with so much anger.
“MONOMA! How have you been?” Hitoshi had come out of the shadows, his arms wide as if ready to hug an old friend.
Monoma smiled, “Ah Hitoshi! Look who-” Monoma had stopped talking as Hitoshi felt his control grab him.
“You will call me Shinsou from now on,” Monoma had nodded blankly, “and you will let go of my FRIEND’S mind right now.” Monoma nodded again as Kaminari had gasped and cried as he finally weiied out loud. Hitoshi let go of Monoma’s mind. “Do not use my quirk again, it is dangerous in hands that don’t understand it,” Hitoshi had glared at Monoma, “you don’t know enough about it to use it on people who have detrimental psychological consequences from their quirks.” Hitoshi looked at Kaminari who had been sobbing and shaking at the time. He had given one last look to Monoma, “I know how my quirk works. So I know you heard his screams for help in his head, that was not just playing along with this exercise. That was cruel.”
Then he had walked away from Monoma and picked Kaminari up bridal style and walked him to the med bay.
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Since then Hitoshi never used his quirk on Kaminari, or tried to get him to do anything that made him too uncomfortable. Hitoshi had become quite protective over the boy he cared so much about.
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Like right now. It was the sixth Friday of their third year, Kaminari and Hitoshi had been walking to the cat café they frequented, but then this asshole showed himself from the shadows of an alleyway.
“Ah. What do we have here? A couple of UA pretty boys,” the man dressed in black (how original) smiled smugly standing in front of the two.
“This guy has balls,” Kaminari whispered, “it’s still light out, people could see this.”
Hitoshi nodded, “that could mean he is powerful, be careful.” He whispered back as he prepared himself for a fight.
“You boys okay there, whispering to each other?” The guy puffed his chest out, “it’s not very nice to leave other people out of your thought process.” With that the guy let out a murky looking green smoke from his hands.
“Shit.” Hitoshi tried to cover his nose as he yelled to the man, “WHAT IS THIS?”
“MY QUIR-” Hitoshi took control.
“Turn it off,” the guy stopped exserting the stuff. “Turn yourself over to that police man watching us across the road, tell him everything about your quirk.” The man nodded. “Now, go.” He went.
Hitoshi kept control until he saw the man was put into quirk cancelling cuffs. Then he turned to Kaminari.
“Are you okay?” Hitoshi was worried, “I’m worried about you,” he didn’t mean to say that out loud, “I didn’t mean to say that.” Hitoshi’s brows furrowed.
“I’m okay, actually no, I’m not, what the hell?” Kaminari’s eyes widened, “I think we are sharing our thoughts.”
Shit. “oh shit.” Hitoshi was freaking out, “I’m freaking out,” Hitoshi slapped a hand over his mouth.
“It’s okay so am I, WHAT the hell, I hate not having control. Shit.” Kaminari proceeded to slap his hand over his own mouth. He teared up. Hitoshi wanted to hug him.
“I wamf oo ug oo.” Hitoshi’s mouth betrayed him through his hand.
Kaminari lowered his hand, “Did you just say you want to hug me? That’s really lovely, I want you to-mf,” Kaminari slammed his hand over his mouth again, “ug ee.”
Hitoshi gave up and pulled Kaminari into a hug, “I know you prefer having control, let's go back to the dorm… I want to sit and watch a movie instead of studying.” Kaminari nodded into Hitoshi’s shoulder.
“You’re the best.” Kaminari blushed and walked ahead.
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Hitoshi walked Kaminari to his room, “I’ll be back in a second, I just want to put on comfier clothes.” He was going to find his comfort jumper, “I’m going to- mf.” Hitoshi turned and walked swiftly to his room before he could be more vulnerable.
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Denki was freaking out, he could barely control his mind to mouth filter as it was. But now. Oh hoho. Now it was hopeless. He hated not having control, it was like being in weii mode, something he was having to deal with less and less as he got better working with his quirk. Weii mode always made him feel helpless, he would be screaming inside his head but no one could hear it outside. People would even laugh at him while he was crying on the inside. Gods he was working himself up. He was panicking. But he didn’t want to mess up the best friendship he had with his stupid feelings. Fuck what if it slipped out?! He would look so stupid! Having been pining for Shinsou for so long. Gods he couldn’t fuck what they have up. He was happy when he was with Shinsou, like really truly happy! He couldn’t lose that. Shit shit shit.
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Hitoshi knocked on Kaminari’s door but there was no answer. “Huh, he probably just thinks I’ll let myself in.” Hitoshi opened the door and his eyes immediately locked on Kaminari. He was on his bed rocking back and forth, with his arms around his legs. Hitoshi could see the tears running down his friend’s cheeks and could see his chest rising and falling rapidly. Shit, “shit.”
Hitoshi shut the door behind him and rushed over to Kaminari, sitting next to him on the bed but not touching. Hitoshi knew that Kaminari got overstimulated and overwhelmed sometimes when people touched him during panic attacks.
“Hey, Kami.” Hitoshi said calmly. Kaminari looked over, his breathing uncontrollable. Gods Hitoshi wanted to make everything better for him.
“I want to make you feel better, ugh. It’s okay, I’m here, I need you to breathe for me,” Hitoshi hovered his hand over Kaminari’s knee waiting for a signal it was okay to touch. Kaminari nodded slightly.
Hitoshi slowly and gently pried Kaminari’s hands away from his legs and then put them on his own chest. “Hey, look at me, follow my breathing,” Hitoshi took a big breath so Kaminari could feel his chest rise, he repeated this a couple more times until Kaminari started to stagger his breaths out better.
Then Kaminari pulled Hitoshi into a hug, the force caused Hitoshi to fall on top of Kaminari. So, they were laying down chest to chest. Hitoshi tried to keep his head on, continuing the stabilising breaths, as Kaminari wrapped his arms around Hitoshi’s shoulders. Hitoshi held Kaminari close by his waist with one hand and with the other dried his friend's tears with his sleeve.
Kaminari started to calm down, settling further into the full body embrace. Hitoshi felt so comfortably warm.
“Thank you Shinsou.” Kaminari whispered into Hitoshi’s ear, they were so close, he could feel Kaminari’s breath on his ear.
“Of course,” Hitoshi would always be there for Kaminari if he was given the chance, he was such a ray of sunshine, “Sunshine.” Hitoshi gasped and tensed.
“Sunshine?” Kaminari pulled back to look Hitoshi in the eyes.
“Sorry, it just came out, that asshole’s quirk hasn’t worn off.” Hitoshi looked down, but that didn’t help, now he was staring at Kaminari’s pretty collarbones and neck, “pretty.” Hitoshi dropped his head onto Kaminari’s shoulder with a groan.
“P-pretty?” Kaminari tensed. “You think I’m pretty, y-you think of me as sunshine in your head?”
Hitoshi groaned again. “Yes. You are a literal ray of sunshine and yes, you are pretty.” Hitoshi was about to combust, he couldn’t stop himself from answering the question, stupid truth quirk.
“You don’t really think that.” Kaminari deflated.
Hitoshi raised himself to look Kaminari in the eyes, “Uh, excuse me it is out in the air now, we are both under the influence of a truth telling quirk. Do not speak in such a self-deprecating tone, I was telling the truth.” Hitoshi huffed, face bright red, WHAT THE HELL WAS HE DOING?!
“R-really?” Kaminari looked back at Hitoshi.
“Yes. Sunshine.” Hitoshi smiled softly. WHAT ON EARTH HAD COME OVER HIM?!
“I-I think of you as Moonshine in my head.” Kaminari avoided eye contact as a small smile started to spread across his lips.
“N-no way.” Hitoshi whispered in disbelief.
“Yes way.” Kaminari looked back at Hitoshi with a new intensity.
Shit Hitoshi adored this human so much, it was unbelievable. “I like you Kami.” Hitoshi’s eyes widened at the escaped sentence.
Kaminari’s eyes matched Hitoshi’s. “I-what? Really? No way. This cannot actually be happening right now.”
“I cannot control my mouth. But it is true, you are literally my favourite person.” Hitoshi blushed wildly at his confession.
“S-same…Moonshine,” Kaminari smiled shyly, “I like you too, like a lot.”
Hitoshi broke into the biggest smiled he’d cracked in a long time. “Please be my boyfriend?”
Kaminari grinned and pulled Hitoshi into a tight hug, and whispered, “only if you’ll be mine.”
“Gods yes and call me Hitoshi.” Kaminari kissed Hitoshi on the cheek and pulled back to smile at him.
“Call me Denki,” Kaminari proceeded to kiss Hitoshi with so much joy bubbling up.
Hitoshi cradled Kaminari’s head and kissed back with so much care.
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Hitoshi now found himself snuggled into bed smiling into his boyfriend’s hair.
“Can I call you Toshi?” Kaminari whispered gently.
“I like it. Can I call you Denks?” Hitoshi shot back tiredly.
Kaminari nodded, “yeah, Toshi.”
“’Night Denks.” Hitoshi nuzzled into Kaminari and the bedding.
“Goodnight Moonshine.” Kaminari answered.
“I’ll see you in the morning Sunshine.” Hitoshi kissed Kaminari’s forehead.
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Denki was still pissed at that villain, but he almost wanted to thank him.