synopsis: Denki is crushing on you. HARD. You're his polar opposite. You're a straight a's, pop music, rule abiding girl. Meanwhile Denki is . . . not. But, will that stop you from finding his face irritatingly cute when you oblige to helping him with homework?
Song: Your Stupid Face by Kaden Mackay
You don't remember what you were thinking the other day when Kaminari walked up to you and asked for help on his homework, but, at this moment, you wish you could punch past you in the face for even thinking you could help him.
"Okay, solve number 17." You said, pointing with your pen to the paper in front of the both of you. You were both sitting at your perfectly clean and organized desk, you sitting to the side on the chair you had pulled over from your vanity, Denki giving himself the pleasure of spinning around in your desk chair you had so graciously let him use.
"Kaminari." You said, your brows furrowing as you stopped the chair with your hand, turning him towards the page. "Work." You said, to which he groaned, picking up the pen he had discarded on the desk.
"Whatever you say." He said, his brows furrowing at the page in front of him. You watched him scribble something down, then turn the page to you. "There, how's that, boss?" Kaminari said, smiling as he saw your lip twitch at the insulting nickname.
You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. "Kaminari, did you even read the problem? You didn't even solve the variables." You said, dumbfounded. He chuckled, scratching his neck. You sighed, leaning over the paper, beginning to lead him through the paper, looking up at him every so often to make sure his eyes were still on the paper.
"Alright, I think I get it now." Kaminari said, removing the pen from his mouth that he had been chewing on. You smiled, pointing to number eighteen on the paper. You stood up, making his attention drift from the paper.
"I'll be back. Finish the last couple problems." You said, making your way to your dorm bathroom.
"You got it!" Denki said with a smile that made you irritated in a confusing way. As soon as you closed the door to your bathroom, you looked at yourself in the mirror, running a frustrated hand over your face. You didn't understand why you had agreed to this, and why you actually . . , enjoyed his company. It was much better than the normal silence of your dorm, at least.
That thought aside, you did you business and made your way back to the desk, opening your door to find him . . , āHey is that my phone?!ā You said, your voice slightly raised as you stomped over, attempting to snatch your phone from which he was taking videos and pictures of himself on.
He continued to take pictures, holding the phone so you couldnāt get it. āNope.ā He said in response to your question, a cheeky smile on his stupid face. You groaned, standing on your tippy toes to reach him. You were only a couple inches shorter, so you could reach, just barely.
You went to reach for your phone and lost balance, falling forward and onto Denki, both of you hitting the wall with a loud thud. You stood frozen, looking at the dazed boy infront of you.
You quickly pulled yourself, and your phone away from him, your face turning red from many feelings, but mainly embarassment. āWhat was that for?ā Denki said, rubbing the small of his back as he got up, groaning.
āSorry.ā You said, your tone quieter than normal. āIt was an accident.ā You said, shoving your phone into your pocket timidly, sighing as you checked his paper, looking over it, even as your mind was other places.
āNo, its alright! I was the one messing with you anyways.ā Kaminari said, chuckling as he sat on your bed, looking in your bedstand.
āGet out of there.ā You said, finally focusing on the page. When you could still hear him rumbling through the drawer you huffed, walking over and closing the drawer.
āWhy do you have so many lotions?ā He said, smelling about three of them at a time, each of which you snatched from his hands, except for the one he was using.
āI enjoy it.ā You said, putting the stuff he had moved neatly back in their place, sticking your hand out for him to give back the last bottle, which he luckily did.
āMan, this must be why you always smell good!ā He said, to which you raised an eyebrow, giving him a confused look. He just looked away, giving a cheeky grin.
You tried to ignore the way your brain went to the immediate thought of him taking in and remembering your scent. Let alone him thinking you smell nice, and the way the comment made you think all too much.
āSure.ā You said, walking over to the side of your bed, pulling out a basket from underneath. Kaminari looked over the side of the bed at you, clearly interested. You opened the box, showing a collection of a hoarding level amount of perfumes and body care items.
āThat isā¦ALOT.ā He said, jumping down to be on the floor beside you, beginning to poke through, smelling each of the perfumes. āYou know this is an addiction, right?ā He said, chuckling.
āYes, one I spend entirely too much money on. Although a few were gifts.ā You said, a light smile back on your face. You donāt know why you were allowing him to see these, but strangely, it felt good for someone to take interest in your hobby.
You got caught up in looking through, letting him smell some of your favorites, and him choosing his favorites, which you allowed yourself to make a mental note of. Finally, you two had finished looking through all of them, and you hadnāt notice that lights out wasā¦an hour ago.
āShitā¦ā you muttered as you checked your phone, to which Denki laughed in utter amusement.
āDid little miss perfect just curse? And over curfew too, hmm.ā He said, to which you responded with a grunt.
āWell, I do care when having you in here could get us both in trouble.ā You said, sitting down on your bed. You donāt know how you let this happen. Youāre normally such a punctual person, such a rule abiding person, and this was rebellious. But the worse thing was, you didnāt know if you hated it that much.
āHey, relax princess! Iidaās not going to do something. Besides, Iāll be good.ā Kaminari said, wiggling his eyebrows, before immediately realizing what he had said and how it could have came off. āI meant like, princess as your all perfect, and likeāIāll be quiet-ā
āI got it, Denki.ā You said, not being able to hold back the slight chuckle at his stumbling. He laughed along with you, albeit a bit awkwardly. āIf theres no other option, you can stay the night.ā You said, to which Denkis eyes lit up.
"It almost sounds like you want me to stay? Breaking the rules for me?" He said, his tone almost . . . flirting? Teasing? Whatever it was, it didn't make the pit in your stomach feel any less fluttery. You sighed, unable to stop the small chuckle that escaped your throat.
"No, it's because I know you can't sneak over to your room quietly enough to not get caught by Iida." You said, to which he looked over at you, a playfully offended expression on his face.
"I could! I'm just . . . not going to." Denki said, to which you laughed, a pure, genuine laugh. Not one that got pulled out of you often. Denkiās eyes lit up, a soft smile on his blushed face.
āSure Denki.ā You said, getting up and digging through your dresser drawer, scouring for a pair of pajamas that matched. You were so focused, you didnāt notice Denki peeking behind you, peering into your drawer that hadā¦quite a lot of pairs of lacey items and lingerie that caused Denki to back up, his face flushed and his mind filling with uncontrollable thoughts.
You finally found a pair of pajamas, going into your bathroom to change. Denki took it as a moment to breathe, his eyes still darting to the drawer. He couldnāt help but wonder what you, little miss perfect, would look like in those . . .
His thoughts were cut off by you coming out of the bathroom, now adorned with a matching blue and white striped pajama set. You sat back down on your bed, stretching across the sheets as Denki watched you, which did not help his case.
He laid down beside you, a gentle smile on his face. The room was dimmer now, you turning off your lamp on your bedside in favor of only the dimmer other light in your room. Denki couldnāt help but think you looked ethereal, you so free, hair spread across the bed.
āSo this is what the princess is like outside of school, huh?ā He said, chuckling. You sighed, though unable to keep the smile off your face. āNice.ā He said, his tone again unreadable.
āIām actually not usually like this. I kind of keep to my own space most nights.ā You said, giggling. āBut you wormed your way here.ā You said, your stomach fluttering. It was true, he had wormed his way into your life this school year, rather it be busting into your dorm for help as of recently, or sparring.
Denki smiled, sitting up, grabbing one of your stuffed animals. āWell your personal space is also mine.ā He said, leaning close to you, like inches away. āSo get used to it.ā He said with a smirk and a chuckle.
You couldnāt help but notice the space between you too, letting out a shaky breath. You moved away, your cheeks flushed a bright red that was crawling its way down your neck.
āThen yours is mine too!ā You said before tackling him, your knee hitting his stomach, knocking the air out of him. He laughed, fighting back against your tackle. You eventually pinned him down, you on your knees over him, your hand covering his mouth to stop his insistent giggles.
You couldnāt help but take in the stance you were in, your stomach feeling warmer than just butterflies. Denkis warm breath on your hand, the way he looked under you, was definitely . . an awakening for you.
Denki blushed profusely under your hand, you eventually moving your hand to the side of his face, his eyes locking with yours. You both were breathing pretty heavily after your tackle fight, and the tension between the two of you was so thick it could be cut with a knife.
You didnāt know what possessed you at this moment to be bold, but you had no other thought than stopping that stupid grin on his face. You pulled him by his collar, pressing a heated kiss to his lips, both looking at each other in shock before leaning in, the kiss becoming slower and gentle, you now sitting on his thighs, him sitting up.
Something about this was so irrevocably right.
You pulled away gently, looking at him, his flushed face. He smiled like a fool, giggling softly, his hand coming up to his lips. āHot.ā He said, chuckling as he got a eye roll out of you.
You chuckled, your arm still wrapped around his shoulders, the other on his cheek. āDo you want to stop?ā You said, making sure he was okay with it. This was quite suprising, after all.
āStop? Oh come on.ā Denki said, before pulling you into another kiss, this one more sloppy, his tongue finding its way into your mouth, colliding with yours. You pulled him impossibly closer, hearing him let out a low whine.
You smiled against his lips, pulling back once more for air. Your hands found their way to his shoulders, your lips connecting to his neck, leaving soft bruises in their wake. Denki let out a small whine at the surprise of it, his hands coming to your hips.
āWoah..,ā Denki said, his voice shaky. His cheeks were flushed pink, his hands curled in your hair. You continued to mark your territory, your hands gliding their way under his shirt.
You almost slid his shirt off until you heard a loud knock on the door, jumping, your hands practically flying off of him. Denki sat up immediately, his eyes widening.
āMove!ā You whispered, pointing to the wall opposite of the door. Denki quickly moved, his chest heaving heavily. You opened the door just a creak, Iida boisterous voice very loudly telling you to turn your lights off. You groaned, trying to get out of this conversation as quickly as possible.
When you finally closed the door, you looked back at Denki, the most horrified look on your face.
āBreaking more rules for me I see?ā He said, causing you to groan, falling back on your bed. He joined you, practically cuddling up in your bed like it was his, finding his way under the sheets.
āMaking an exception.ā You said, climbing under the blankets, your eyes beginning to become lidded. Denki chuckled, wrapping an arm around your shoulders.
āMan, if I could guess, I would think that princess has a crush on me.ā Denki said teasingly, pretending to scratch his chin in thought. You, deservingly, smacked him with a pillow.
āHmm, what gave you that idea?ā You said, to which you both laughed. You leaned into his arms, cuddling into his almost electric warmth.
Denki chuckled, letting his eyes flutter with you, both of his arms coming to wrap around you just before you dozed off.
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You woke up to your bed abnormally cold, along with your bathroom light on. āHey y/n,ā Denki said, pulling at the side of his shirt, to reveal the deep hickeys of your handiwork from the night before. āI donāt think the class rep will like this.ā He said, chuckling, though obviously a bit worried.
āIāll fix you up in a second.ā You said, before snuggling back into the covers. āToo tired . . ,ā
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