quirktold:
the hand previously on shinsou’s chest lowers to tangle fingers together in a gentle hold. golden hues flicked to their joined hands, silence falling over him for a short minute. he thought of how nice it felt to hold his hand in his own, how different it was from when he held kirishima’s or mina’s. he liked it a lot more and he was positive his heart would agree with how it thumped a little quicker against ribs. he was in too deep, wasn’t he ? too bad he wasn’t too smart when it came to his own hidden feelings but he knew that he was happy at that moment. ❛ gonna be honest with you, dude. i’m not too worried about eternal peace. when i’m hanging out with you, i’m as peaceful as can be. ❜
did his heart skip a beat? perhaps. kaminari tended to make his heart do weird things anyways. hitoshi gave the blonde’s fingers a gentle squeeze and let himself relax. as talkative and hyper as kaminari could be, hitoshi treasured these quiet moments. ❝ is that right? ❞ he mumbled, his thumb moving back and forth on kaminari’s hand. ❝ how funny. this is the most relaxed i think i’ve ever been. wouldn’t be surprised if i fall asleep. ❞ he gave a chuckle, his other hand running through kaminari’s hair.











