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Denki is not having a good day. Being a hero, his job is never truly easy, but he's barely out of high school, just turned nineteen, and today is absolute shit.
He managed to get an internship with a lesser known hero right after graduation, and honestly, he's way overqualified for his position, so he gets sent to handle the harder tasks despite his inexperience.
Today was one of those days where he just could not catch a break. First, he had stopped three attempted robberies and five purse snarchings on his patrol route. A bit more than normal, but not too bad. Then, as soon as he had stopped for lunch, he'd been called to deal with a villain with a shark quirk with a weakness to electricity who had been terrorizing merchandise ships. During that fight he got totally soaked and zapped out, but his agency was too far away to go back and change.
He had to finish the rest of his alloted patrol time soggy and in an unfamiliar area of the city, deal with more degenerates who probably didn't even think their minor crimes through, and then catch a train back to his agency.
On said train, there was a mother with three young kids. Usually, Denki would've been more than happy to interact with them. However, these kids immediately started making fun of him, insulting his hero outfit and ranking, making fun of him for being wet, and running up and down the train car, and their mother made no attempt to stop them.
After the agonizingly long train ride, Denki had trecked back to his agency only to find it already locked for the day. He had pulled out his phone to try and call his boss, but his phone was dead. And so, he had to catch another train, and take a walk from that station back to his apartment that he shares with his partners.
He's finally almost home, and he cannot wait to get out of his still-wet leather jacket and pants, because he had definitely put fashion above functionality for most of his hero outfit. He reaches into his pocket for his keys when he reaches the door, and...
No. No way. His keys are fucking gone. Denki might actually implode. He can feel tears welling up in his eyes as he reaches out to knock on the door, a last ditch attempt, and hopes there's someone home.
The door swings open a moment later, revealing a confused Eijiro on the other side. That look of confusion shifts to concern as soon as he sees Denki, and he feels that sob he was holding back claw it's way from his throat. Strong arms wrap around Denki just as tears flood his vision, and he melts against Eijiro, distantly aware of the sound of the door being shut and locked.
Denki just clings to Eijiro, letting all of his pent up frustrations of the day work themselves out of his system. Large hands rub soothing circles into his back, and small kisses are pressed onto his head as he cries his emotions out.
"Shh, baby, it's okay. I've got you. Just let it all out." Eijiro murmers sweetly into Denki's hair, and Denki just presses closer to him, letting the safety he provides wash over him like a wave.
Eventually Denki's tears dry up and his sniffles stop, and Eijiro pulls back to cup his face and wipe his tear stained face with his thumbs. "Do you wanna talk about it?" Denki shakes his head. "Do you wanna shower and get out of these wet clothes?" Denki pauses, then nods, and leans into the kiss on the forehead Eijiro gives him.
Denki wraps his arms around Eijiro's neck, who gets the hint and lifts Denki up, carrying him into the blond's bedroom. "Here, you pick out some clean clothes while I get the bath running, okay?" Eijiro tells him as he sets him down, and Denki nods in response, already a little calmer than he had been.
Eijiro gives Denki one last kiss on the cheek before leaving to fill up the bath, and Denki can't help the small smile he gives in response. He watches Eijiro leave the room, then makes his way over to his dresser. He starts to reach for his pajama drawer, but pauses, staring at the handle for the drawer that contains his clothes for when he's little.
After about thirty seconds of zoning out, Denki reaches for that drawer instead, pulling it open to examine his choices. He settles on a soft black cotton shirt with a Minecraft creeper on the front, green plaid pajama pants, and plain black boxers.
He shuts the drawer just as Eijiro comes back, and he doesn't miss the way the redheads eyes soften when he sees Denki's choice of clothing.
"Alright, Denks, ready for your bath?" He asks, leaning against the doorframe. Denki nods enthusiastically, gathering his clothes into his arms and making his way to the bathroom with Eijiro following close behind.
Denki sets his clean clothes down on the counter, then wiggles out of his jacket, struggling a bit with the wet leather sticking to his skin. After he shucks off the jacket, he puts his hands up and looks expectantly at Eijiro, who moves closer with a grin to get Denki's shirt off.
After they both undress, Denki walks over to the bathtub and sticks a hand into the water to test the temperature, then climbs over the side to settle in the water.
Eijiro joins a moment later, sitting behind Denki and pulling him back against his chest. Denki relaxes against him, slowly feeling all the stress from the day leak out of him. He lets his eyes slip closed, soaking in the warm hands massaging the tension out of his shoulders.
Denki feels his brain start to get a little foggy, disassociating as he lets himself shift into his little headspace. He blinks his eyes open a little bit later, pressing his back into the warm body behind him with a content sigh.
"Mm, warm..." He mutters, and he gets a chuckle in response.
"Want Daddy to wash your hair for you, little one?" Daddy asks, and Denki practically starts vibrating with excitement at the question, nodding enthusiastically.
Denki settles when he feels Daddy work his hands into his hair, and he tilts his head back without having to be told. That earns him a kiss on the shoulder and a "Good boy." murmered into his skin, and Denki melts a little more.
He keeps still while his hair is washed, humming a quiet tune under his breath as he lets his eyes slip closed.
"Keep your eyes closed for me, baby. Gonna rinse your hair out." Daddy says, and Denki nods in response, squeezing his eyes shut tight. Warm water is poured over his head a second later, washing away all the suds and grime from today's work.
Denki sighs happily, allowing his Daddy to wash his hair out, letting himself drift in his head. He's only distantly aware of the rest of his time in the bath, soaking up the gentle hands and warm water on his body melting his stress away.
After he's been thoroughly cleaned, Denki gets a little kiss behind his ear, and he flutters his eyes open to look back at his Daddy. "All clean. Let's get dried off and get you some food, okay?" He tells Denki with a soft smile, and Denki nods.
Denki watches Daddy get out of the tub and dry off first, then puts his arms up to be lifted from the tub. He's immediately wrapped up in a big, fluffy towel, and when he looks, he sees it's his favorite Pikachu one! He squeals happily, giving Daddy a big hug, who immediately wraps him up in his arms.
Daddy dries Denki off, who holds still like a good boy, before helping Denki into his clothes. Denki savors the soft fabric on his skin, melting into the simple comfort after all the stress from earlier.
He follows Daddy into his bedroom when he goes to get dressed, not feeling like letting him very far away from him. Daddy doesn't seem to mind, just giving Denki a grin and a kiss on the forehead before getting dressed.
After he gets dressed, Daddy picks Denki up again, carrying him out to the kitchen to set him on the counter. Denki gets another kiss on the forehead, and he leans up to give Daddy a kiss back.
Daddy smiles, so Denki smiles too, squirming excitedly before settling.
"Alright, little one, I was thinking mac and cheese with hot dogs cut up into it for dinner. Does that sound okay?" Daddy asks. Denki thinks about it for a moment, then nods, deciding that it sounds good.
"Yes please, Daddy!" He answers with a smile, knowing Daddy likes it when he uses his manners. Daddy smiles and kisses him on the forehead again, and Denki does a little celebratory wiggle.
Denki watches from his spot on the counter as Daddy gets dinner ready, staying out so he doesn't get in the way or get hurt. He watches carefully though, just to make sure Daddy follows all the kitchen rules too.
After a little while, dinner is done, and Daddy dishes up two bowls and carries them out to the dining room before coming back to carry Denki out as well. Denki happily lets himself be carried, sitting cross legged in his seat when he's put down.
He waits for Daddy to sit too before he starts to eat, making sure to be extra careful not to let any noodles fall into the white tablecloth. Kacchan gets upset if he makes a mess, and Denki knows how hard he works to keep the house clean.
After they're done eating, Daddy clears the table, and Denki stays put, content to wait to be carried again. While he's waiting though, he hears the front door open. He perks up when he hears a familiar voice call out, "I'm home, guys." Papa's home!
Denki pushes himself out of his seat and runs towards the front door, immediately throwing himself into Papa's arms, who catches him with a surprised chuckle.
"Woah, hey there, little spark." He says, and Denki nuzzles into his mess of purple hair with a giggle. "Hi! Missed you!" He responds, pressing a messy kiss to Papa's cheek.
Papa chuckles again, carrying Denki back out to the kitchen, where Daddy can be heard washing dishes. "Missed you too, baby boy. Did you already eat?" Papa asks, and Denki nods.
"We had mac and cheese with hot dogs, there's leftovers if you want any." Daddy answers, still washing dishes in the sink. Papa deposits Denki on the counter, who happily watches as Papa wraps his arms around Daddy's waist and gives him a kiss on the back of the neck.
Denki contently chews on his shirt collar while the other two have a little conversation, all that Denki hears from it being that Papa needs to go take a shower, and Daddy saying he can take care of Denki and is probably putting him to bed soon anyway.
Denki watches Papa give Daddy one last kiss before coming back over to Denki, who also gets a kiss before Papa leaves for his shower. Daddy finishes washing the dishes and dries off his hands, then comes over to Denki. "Alright, little one, I think it's time for cartoons and cuddles, how's that sound?"
Denki nods eagerly, looping his arms around Daddy's neck to be picked up again. Daddy picks him up and carries him into his bedroom, setting him down into his bed before settling next to him and pulling the blankets over them both.
Denki curls into Daddy's chest, sighing contently at the warmth radiating off of him.
"Daddy?" Denki calls softly, already a little tired. "Yes, little one?" "Will you stay with me all night tonight?" He asks, losing his fight of holding back a yawn. "Of course I will, sweet thing." Daddy tells him, and kisses him on the head for good measure.
Denki makes a happy noise, his eyelids getting heavy as Daddy picks out a show to put on. Denki cuddles in close, melting into Daddy's chest and the strong arms wrapped around him.
Denki doesn't even stay awake long enough to figure out what show Daddy put on for him.