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kusuguricafe · 1 year

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Kacchan's Cosplay Panic

Sequel to Happy Year of the Rabbit 🐰

A/N: The long-awaited sequel is finally here!! I hope it was worth the wait! (Here is what I was imagining Bakugou looking like while I was writing this)

Summary: Three bunny boys persuade Kacchan to join in on their fun!

Characters: switches Bakugou, Deku, Kirishima, and Kaminari

“Oi, what’re you guys doing?” Kaminari asked as he walked in on the trio. “Oho, who got Kacchan blushing~?”

“Shut the hell up, dunce fa—” Bakugou started, cutting himself off as he peeked through his fingers to see Kaminari wearing Mirko cosplay as well.

“Oh my gosh, you look so good, Kaminari-kun!!” Deku exclaimed.

“You’ve got some nice legs, dude! Very manly!” Kirishima added in.

“Thanks, guys!” Kaminari beamed.

“I can’t believe you people,” Bakugou said.

“You know who else would rock this fit?” Kaminari smirked.

Kaminari, Kirishima, and Deku all turned to Bakugou.

“Oh no. No no no no. I am not wearing that.

“Aww, Kacchan! C’mon, pleeease?” Deku looked at him with puppy dog eyes.

“You don’t want us to tickle ya again, do you?” Kirishima wiggled his fingers.

“Ack! No!”

“You guys were tickling Kacchan? Without me??” Kaminari pouted.

“Don’t worry, Denks, I think you might have another opportunity,” Kirishima said.

Without warning, Bakugou sprung up and started blasting his way towards the door.

“Oh, no you don’t!” Kaminari shouted. With his lightning quick reflexes, he managed to tackle Bakugou out of the air and back onto the ground. “You’re not going anywhere!”

“Let go of me!!!”

“Guys, quick! Come help me hold him down!!”

Deku and Kirishima shared a quick glance before dashing over and jumping on top of Bakugou as well.

“OI!! You idiots!”

“Now, the choice is yours, Bakugou,” Kaminari started.

“You put on the costume,” Kirishima continued.

“Or we tickle you until you do,” Kaminari finished.

Deku nodded nervously in agreement.

“So, what’s it gonna be?” Kirishima asked.

Bakugou stared at the three of them incredulously. Kaminari and Kirishima were looming over him. Kaminari’s face was upside down, smiling, and Kirishima was looking at him deviously. He could see Deku peeking at him from behind Kirishima. Deku’s eyes were practically sparkling.

“Make me,” Bakugou challenged. He took a deep breath, mentally preparing himself for what was about to come.

“If you say so~” Kaminari replied.

The three boys attacked. Kaminari had Bakugou’s arms trapped under his knees and was scribbling all over the explosion boy’s underarms (he was wearing a tank top, not-so-conveniently for him). Kirishima was kneading the boy’s lower ribs, and Deku was scratching up and down Bakugou’s also not-so-conveniently bare feet.

Bakugou was cracking a smile, but the trio hadn’t gotten him to actually start laughing yet.

“Damn, you’re tough!” Kirishima commented.

“Guess it’s time to bring out the big guns,” Kaminari winked, making his hands into finger guns. Small sparks flew out from the tips of his fingers for emphasis.

Bakugou’s eyes shot open at the sound of Kami’s electricity. “D-dohon’t, don’t you dahAHAHAHAHAHARE!!!!” Bakugou screamed as Kaminari dug his fingers into that sweet spot between his upper ribs and underarms, shooting harmless little shocks.

“DOHOHOHON’T DOHOHOHOHO THAHAHAHAHAHAT!! NOHOHOT FAHAHAHAHAHAIR!!!” Bakugou threw his head back as he laughed hysterically. Deku had to dodge getting kicked in the face.

“Works every time,” Kaminari boasted.

“YOU SUHUHUHUHUCK!”

Kirishima switched his tactic to vibrating his fingers into Bakugou’s toned abdomen. Deku crawled onto his legs (to avoid getting kicked) and squeezed above his knees.

Bakugou started to tear up. He hated how much Kaminari’s tickle shocks got to him.

“OKAY OKAHAHAHAHAHAHAY!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!!”

The three boys all lifted their hands. They let him catch his breath for a minute. Bakugou’s face was bright red. He was still smiling, his eyes tightly screwed shut. His cheeks glistened with tears.

“So…?” Deku said quietly.

Bakugou sighed. “I’ll put on the damn costume.”

“Yatta!!” The three cheered. They scrambled off of him and helped him up.

“...Don’t laugh, got it?” Bakugou said behind the changing room curtain.

“We won’t!”

He slid the curtain open.

“Kacchan sugoi!!”

Kaminari whistled.

Kirishima was awestruck.

“Grrr, don’t gawk at me!” He closed the curtain again.

Kirishima blinked. “Hey, wait! You look great, man!” He stepped forward and slid the curtain back open… revealing Bakugou’s backside. Deku and Kaminari covered their mouths with their hands.

“Holy shi—”

“DON’T LOOK!” Bakugou shouted as he saw Kirishima’s face appear behind him in the mirror. He quickly turned back around. “Out of my way, extras.”

“I still think I wore it best,” Kaminari said.

Deku and Kirishima laughed at that.

“You think this is funny, haah?” Bakugou grabbed both Deku and Kirishima and pulled them close, squeezing their waists.

“EEK! Nahahahaha! K-kacchahahahan!”

“Hahahaha! Hehehey!”

“How do you nerds like it?”

Kaminari sneaked up and zapped Bakugou’s side.

“AHH! You— Oh, you’re gonna get it.” Bakugou let go of Deku and Kirishima and darted after Kaminari.

“Tickle fight!!” Kaminari exclaimed as he ran away.

Kirishima turned to Deku and shot him a toothy gin.

“Kirishima-kun? W-w-wait, wahahahait!!”

Meanwhile, Bakugou had tacked Kaminari to the ground. Kaminari, who was screeching and thrashing about as Bakugou ruthlessly tickled his exposed hips, thighs, and knees. Maybe he shouldn’t have challenged the Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight.

Kirishima had Deku in his grasp and was tickling in between his ribs, causing the smaller to giggle and squirm. He paused to turn towards the commotion. “Don’t kill him, Bakubro!”

“He’s getting what he deserves!”

“HEHEHEHEHEHELP MEHEHEHEHE!!!” Kaminari screamed.

Kirishima ran over and wedged himself in between the two blondes. “Take me instead!” he said dramatically.

Bakugou stared at him. “Your funeral,” he said as he dug into the redhead’s ribcage.

“WAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHO! NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHERE!!”

Kaminari crawled out from under Kirishima towards Deku.

“Are you alright, Kaminari?” Deku asked, holding out his hand.

Kaminari gladly took it. “Yeah, I’m alright. Thanks! …You look really good in that, by the way.”

Deku’s eyes widened. He blushed slightly. “Oh! Thank you!” He scratched the back of his head awkwardly and looked to the side. “You look really good too.”

Kaminari seemed delighted.

“WIHIHILL YOU TWO STOHOP FLIRTING AHAHAHAND HEHEHEHEHEHELP MEHEHEHE!?” Kirishima cried out.

Looking mildly embarrassed, Kaminari walked over and tasered Bakugou in the side, causing Bakugou to let up long enough for Kaminari to drag Kirishima away from him.

Deku made eye contact with Bakugou. Big mistake.

Kirishima looked up at Kaminari. Kaminari smiled down at him. Kirishima grabbed Denki’s arms and flung him over his head.

“WhaAA!” Kaminari yelped. He landed with his head in Kirishima’s lap.

Kirishima skittered his fingers over Kaminari’s ears and neck. “I can’t believe you just left me to die like that! After I saved you!?”

“EhehehEHEHE! I’m sahaharryyy!!” Kaminari batted at Kirishima’s hands.

“You’re unbelievable.”

“You thought you could get out of this, nerd?”

“KAHAHAHACCHAHAHAHAN PLEHEHEHEHEHEEEASE!! NOHOHO MOHOHOHORE!” Deku pleaded as Bakugou kneaded his hips. Tears streamed down his face.

“Oh no. I wasn’t done with you earlier.”

“Are you guys done getting rea—” Uraraka started. “Oh! I’m sorry! I-I’ll uh, um…”

Kirishima smiled bashfully. Kaminari blushed. Bakugou was so absorbed in destroying Deku that he didn’t even notice her walk in.

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE!! KAHAHAHACCHAHAHAHAHAN IHIHIHI CAHAHAHAHAHAN’T TAHAHAKE AHAHANYMOHOHOHORE!!!”

“DIE, NERD!!”

Uraraka’s eyes widened. She looked back at Kirishima and Kaminari. “We’re starting soon, okay? See you out there!” She ran back to the set.

Kirishima and Kaminari looked at each other.

“We should probably stop him, right?” Kaminari asked.

Kirishima nodded.

“Alright, alright, that’s enough, Bakubro!” Kirishima said.

“We have to get to the photoshoot!” Kaminari added.

Bakugou paused. Photoshoot? Oh, right. He looked back down at Deku, who was still panting and giggling. He looked like a mess.

“We’ll have to freshen him up a bit, I think,” Kaminari said.

“One sec,” Kirishima said as he headed towards the bathroom.

Bakugou lifted Deku back up to his feet. Deku began to wipe the tears from his eyes. Kirishima came back with a damp cloth, which he gently wiped Deku’s face with.

“Much better,” Kiri smiled at him.

Deku smiled back. “Thank you. Let’s go!”

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mushyblushyredhead · 2 years

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So like….

I’m new to this whole fluffy t-word art✨and major floostered while drawing this aaaa 🙈 🙈 but really wanted to be a part of it and draw more for this SFW community here so yea *hides back in blanket fort*

You can view this as platonic pair or ship 🙌

#mha fluff #sfw tickling community #kirikami #lee!kirishima #ler!kaminari #mha tickles #tickle art

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sleepdeprivedsloth · 3 years

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May I request prompts 4 and 30, with Kaminari? Whoever else you want to add is fine. He's just the cutest ever, I couldn't not send in a request! Thank you for your time :)

a/n: omg i was so excited to write for kami bc he is the cutest ever and just sorta powered through this, but then realized at the end that i completely forgot to put in the numbered prompt quote things lmfaoo! don't worry, i got them in :) thanks anon <3

Best Bud Benefits

[MHA - Kirishima, Kaminari]

words: 1.4 k

#4: “D-don’t come any closer…”

#30: “You can run, but you can’t hide!”

Kaminari wasn’t sure if his quirk was more blessing or curse. There were the obvious advantages of his electrification. I mean, who wouldn’t want to be their own source of electricity? He’d never have to deal with the struggle of finding an outlet or the panic of a power outage, so of course his quirk was more of a blessing, right?

Wrong. The electric blonde could not go a full day without someone asking for-

“Hey, Denks!” Kirishima called, bursting into Kaminari’s dorm room, where he lay sprawled out across his bed. “Could you do me a solid and-”

“Nope,” Kaminari interrupted, giving a dramatic pop to the p.

Kirishima paused in his tracks, a bit confused. “I didn’t even fini-”

The blonde held up a hand, signalling for the redhead to stop. “You need me to do a quick charge on your phone?” Kaminari guessed with a deadpan expression.

“Well, yeah-”

“Thought so.” Kaminari brought his attention away from his friend and back to his phone. “Sorry Kiri, but that’s a big nope from me.”

Kirishima fished his phone out of his pocket and started waving it around in the air. “Wha- why not? I thought we were best buds, bro!”

“We still are best buds, man,” Kaminari looked up with a reassuring smile before returning his gaze to his screen. “I’m just a bit tired of everyone using me as a fast battery fill up. And that includes you!”

“I hardly ever ask you to fill up my phone!” Kirishima insisted.

“Dude, you literally asked this morning before class. What do you even do on your phone to use up that much battery?!” he asked incredulously.

“It’s not my fault Mario Kart World Tour takes up a butt ton of battery!!”

A resigned sigh left Kaminari’s lip as he gestured towards a nearby outlet in his room. “Just go plug your phone into the wall. It’s not like I’m the only thing that can charge your phone.”

“But you can charge it so much faster!” Kirishima put on a playful pout, moving closer to his friend, who had put his own phone away at this point. “Isn’t there anything I can do to make you change your mind? Just this once?”

“Sorry dude,” the blonde just shrugged. “My mind’s made up.”

“How about I treat you to dinner? Or I could do your homework for a week?”

At that, Kaminari let out a few short laughs. “Ohokay, one: save your little dinner date for Bakugou. And two: your grades are nearly as bad as my own!”

“Ughhh, come on!!” the redhead gave out an exaggerated groan. Almost absentmindedly, his hand had reached out towards his friend, and he had begun to poke a singular finger into Kaminari’s side. “There’s seriously nothing I can do to-”

Kaminari momentarily sputtered at the gentle pokes before efficiently shoving the finger away. “Hmngh n-nope, nothing you can do!”

A small smirk began to spread across Kirishima’s lips with realization. “What was that?” he asked teasingly, slowly moving both of his hands closer and closer towards Kaminari, wiggling the tips of his fingers just slightly.

Kaminari bolted up from his bed and ran as fast as he could out the door. He sprinted through the hall, but he could hear that Kirishima was not too far behind.

“You can run, but you can’t hide! Where do you think you’re gonna go, Denks?”

“Anywhere but here!” Kaminari shouted behind his shoulder as he finally got to the elevator, but sadly, Kirishima had caught up to him even before he could reach the buttons. “Nononoooo!!” Kaminari tried fruitlessly to wiggle away, but it didn’t stop Kirishima from successfully dragging him back into his room.

Kirishima practically threw Kaminari onto the bed and watched as his body bounced a bit from the impact. Once he looked back up to his friend, Kaminari was met with the spine-chilling sight of Kirishima’s hands and their claw-like fingers raised threateningly towards him.

“D-don’t come any closer…”

“Oh, but you never answered my question~” In a bright red flash, Kirishima was now leaning over the bed, hands teasingly positioned just above Kaminari’s stomach. “Now tell me,” his voice only above a whisper, fingers moving close, too close… “What was with that noise you made earlier?”

When the fingers inevitably touched down on his tummy, and even though they weren’t moving yet, nervous giggles began to fill the room. “Nohohothing, ihit was nohothing!”

“Hmm, really?” Kirishima climbed onto the bed, settling himself upon Kaminair’s thighs, still resting his still hands tauntingly on top of his stomach. “Because it kinda sounds like it was something~”

“Ihit wasn’t!” Kaminari squirmed underneath the soft, unmoving pressure of Kirishima’s fingers, the anticipation filling him with titters. “Hands ohohoff! GAH! Nohohoho!”

The fingers dived underneath Kaminari’s loose t-shirt and began gently kneading into the sensitive flesh on the sides of the blonde’s belly, efficiently ending his jittery anticipation. “Oh no, what’s the matter, Denks? Something wrong?” Kirishima teased with a face-splitting grin.

Kaminari tried curling up or pushing the hands away, but the constant giggling had drained him of his strength. Even without the tickly touches, he still would’ve struggled with shoving Kirishima away. I mean, come on, the guy was literally a rock! “Kirihihehehehe!! Gahahahaha, ihihihit tihihihickles!”

“Oh really? Well, maybe I could make the tickles go away…” Kirishima let out a small chuckle at Kaminari enthusiastically nodding his head. “But I would need a small favor in return.”

“Yohohou’re sohohoho mehehehean!!” Kaminari’s torso instinctively twisted and turned, attempting to dislodge Kirishima’s torturous fingers. Unfortunately, his efforts only managed to press the fingers further into his tummy, making the touches all the more ticklish. “Yohohou cahan’t just tihihickle mehehe to get whahahat youhuhu wahant!”

“Huh, that’s funny, because I kinda think that I can, Giggles.” Kirishima began to move his kneading inward, getting ever more closer to the boy’s belly button.

“NO, Kihihiri plehease! Plehehehease nohohot thehehere!”

Completely ignoring his friend’s pleas, Kirishima wiggled a finger into the sensitive navel while rubbing circles into the nearby skin with his other hand. He playfully gasped through the rising laughter from the classmate below him, “Oh no! Did I find a little tickle spot right here?”

“Nonononahahahahahaha!! Gehet ouhuhut ohohof thehehere, nohohot thahahat spohohohot!”

“Man, if only there was something you could do…” Kirishima pondered aloud, alternating between scratching his nail against the inside walls and trying to wiggle his finger down to the bottom of the small pocket.

“SohOHOhomewhere eHEhelse! MoHOhove soHOHomewHEHEhere ehEHelse!!”

“Hmm.. nah, I think right here is perfect, don’t you?”

“OHOkahahay, I give, I gihIHIHIVE!!”

Kirishima spontaneously scribbled and dug all of his fingers with all his might, a bright smile of sharp teeth on his face. “I’m sorry, what was that?”

“I’LL CHAHAHARGE YOHOHOUR PHOHOHONE, I’LL CHAHAHARGE IHIHIHIT! STOHOHOP, KIHIHIHIRI PLEHEHEHEASE!!”

Kirishima stilled his fingers and began rubbing the palm of his hands across Kaminari’s torso, washing away the ghost tingles that his tickling left behind. “You all good, bro?”

“Ehehe, yeahah, I’m all gohohood.” Kaminari sat up as Kirishima moved off of his thighs. “Whehere’s your phohone at?”

“Don’t worry about it, Denks, you don’t have to charge it,” Kirishima said with a shake of his head.

“What?” Kaminari asked, extremely confused. “Wasn’t that the whole reason why you chased and tickled me?! So that I would charge your phone??”

Kirishima rubbed the back of his neck with a sheepish smile. “Oh yeah! Well, to be honest, I just wanted to cheer you up. You looked kinda upset when I came in here to ask you, and you’re right! You’re my best bud and I shouldn’t be using you as my own portable charger, especially when I already asked for a charge this morning. I’ve been super unmanly lately, but do you think you can forgive me?”

“Aww, bro! Of course I forgive you!” Kaminari practically jumped onto Kirishima, giving him a reassuring hug, which was quickly reciprocated. “Thanks, Kiri.”

“Anytime, Denks.”

“Okay, listen up, I’ve got a new rule: best buds get one free charge up per day!” Kaminari exclaimed, still embracing Kirishima, but slowly moving his hands lower so that they were above his lower ribs. “And since you’ve already used up your free charge, you’re gonna have to pay in order to get another one.”

“Pay? Dude, c’mon, you know I’m broke. How am I supposed to pa- AHAHAHAHAHA!! WAHAHAHAIT, NOHOHOHAHAHAHA!!”

a/n: thank youuu and i hope you enjoyed! have a wonderful morning/day/evening everyone <3

#bnha #bnha tickle #mha #mha tickle #kirishima #eijiro kirishima #kaminari #denki kaminari #ler!kirishima #lee!kaminari #ticklish!kaminari #kirikami #platonic #tickling #tickle fic

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cloversdreams · 5 years

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E with Kirikami?

“Emotions are the enemy. That’s why I’ve decided to become a robot.”“I’m pretty sure robots aren’t extremely ticklish.”

Very them isnt it XD

“And then Present Mic took my phone for the rest of class, which just made the whole situation worse!” Denki exclaimed as he gestured wildly.

Eijiro blinked a few times as he tried to process what he’d just heard. He exhaled slowly then said, “Let me get this straight. You were looking at cute animal pictures during class and saw a sad ad for a nearby shelter then got choked up and were on the verge of tears in class then had your phone taken away from you?”

“Yes! Don’t you see! That just added to my pain!” Denki yelled.

“Wow I miss one day of class because I was with Fat Gum and so much happens.” Eijiro knew his tone was slightly mocking, but he couldn’t help himself.

“I still don’t know if I want to scream or cry and this all happened hours ago! Emotions are the enemy! That’s why I’ve decided to become a robot!” Denki declared as loudly as he could. He put a hand on Eijiro’s shoulder and shook his head as he added, “As my boyfriend I thought you should be the first to know.”

“About you becoming a robot?” Eijiro asked.

Denki nodded and then did a little robotic dance.

Eijiro thought about it for a moment before he finally replied, “I’m pretty sure robots aren’t extremely ticklish.”

Denki’s voice was as robotic as he could get it to be when he said, “Of course we aren- EEE!”

Eijiro couldn’t help but laugh at the squeal. Even though he’d given the blond fair warning he still hadn’t been prepared for the tickle attack. That didn’t mean he had to show the guy any mercy. He continued to tickle his boyfriend until he laughed so hard that he snorted. That was only incentive for Eijiro to continue since it was adorable. He reached out and caught Denki when his knees gave out from laughing too hard.

“P-please! Ei, I c-can’t!” Denki yelped between laughter.

“Tell me you’ll stay my human boyfriend then,” Eijiro hummed with a grin as he continued his tickle assault.

“Fine! I’ll be your squishy human botfriend!” Denki exclaimed through fits of laughter.

Eijiro stopped tickling him and let him attempt to catch his breath. He kissed Denki’s forehead then held up his hand and wiggled his fingers as if he was about to begin tickling all over as he asked, “Did you really think you could pull a fast one on me?”

“Don’t! I’ll be your boyfriend for the rest of forever!” Denki exclaimed as he shook his hands and head at the same time.

Eijiro laughed softly then peppered the blond’s face with quick kisses. He couldn’t ask for anything better than that.

Alphabet Prompts

#kirikami #denki being weak to tickling #gives kiri way too much power #i love it #would be amazing the other way as well #such good boys #theyre just too cute #my heart is soft #me write #long post #Anonymous

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wigglywormy · 7 years

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Hey Ms. Worm! I have a concept for you! I saw in your last Kaminari ask that Kirishima tickled him in his sleep. Now, my concept is...Kaminari when tickled softly in his sleep lOves it to DEATH! He'll still be totLly asleep & lay there, giggles pouring out. & he sleep talks like "t-tihickle my armpihihits" AND THEN STRETCHES REVEALING HIS ARMPITS!! &a Kirishima is the ONLY one that knows. (Cause Bakugou always sleeps like a log) So it's his personal little bedtime secret ~ -sparky!anon

this is so fuckin cute.

sleepy shameless lee kaminari ahHH. the first time kirishima discovered it was when kaminari was napping on the couch, sprawled across kirishima’s lap, and kirishima was just tracing the bare skin of his hip idly while watching tv.

kaminari kind sighed and squirmed a bit, but rolled closer to kirishima’s body and arched into his hand, and kirishima was like ?? oh?? and he slipped his hand underneath kaminari’s shirt and walked his fingers up his side, and kaminari let out this sleepy little giggle and stretched out like a cat, makin himself all exposed, and kirishima was so endeared holy shit.

and he just held kaminari in his arms and pressed his fingers into kaminari’s ribs, then up under his arms, and kaminari was just giggling and biting his lip and melting completely

and eventually kaminari slowly started to wake up, all confused and flushed, and kirishima just tickled him harder until kaminari was squeakin and begging and kiri was just like “stop? u want me to stop?? but u were so into it before!” and kaminari was so embarrassed that his sleepy self was such a ho for tickles omfg

#headcanons #tickling #bnha #kirikami

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ao3feed-bakusquad · 3 years

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Operation: KiriKami!

Operation: KiriKami! ("What an original name, huh?) ("Shh Kyoka!") by Yuha Kya

Class 1-A is tired of Eijiro and Denki just flirting and not admitting their feelings for each other. So Izuku goes with an idea.

It ends up bad for him. But at least they are together!

Words: 2117, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi, Other

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijirou, Sero Hanta, Ashido Mina, Class 1-A(mentioned)

Relationships: Kaminari Denki/Kirishima Eijirou, Kaminari Denki & Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou & Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki & Kirishima Eijirou & Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki & Class 1-A, Class 1-A & Kirishima Eijirou, Class 1-A & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku/Sero Hanta, Ashido Mina & Sero Hanta, Midoriya Izuku & Yaoyorozu Momo, Class 1-A & Class 1-A

Additional Tags: Kirishima Eijiro and Kaminari Denki are very slow, Midoriya Izuku is a Dork, Midoriya Izuku is a Ray of Sunshine, Midoriya Izuku is a Good Person, Sero Hanta is a Ray of Sunshine, Kaminari Denki is a Ray of Sunshine, Kirishima Eijirou is a Ray of Sunshine, Sero Hanta is a Dork, Sero Hanta is a Good Friend, Sero Hanta loves his friends, but they can be silly and oblivious at times, Class 1-A is mentioned a few times, Midoriya Izuku is a Good Friend, Tickling, not really, but it does

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30078897

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Kirikami #♥#Kirikami #Serodeku #⚡#💎#⚣#A:Yuha

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deiitaelric · 3 years

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Soulmates bakudeku / kirikami au part 11

Part 10

Denki looked down at his chest and back at the clock. He made a face. He didn’t want to disturb Katsuki, so he took his phone quietly.

“Hey, come in quietly, and don’t knock”

“Okay?” Was Kirishima’s response. And five minutes later, the redhead entered the living room, finding Denki reclining on the couch, with Katsuki laying over him, head over Denki’s chest. “Hey” Kirishima said quietly.

“Hey. Sorry” Denki whispered. “He just passed out on me. And I didn’t want to wake him up, he hasn’t been sleeping well lately”

“It’s okay” Kirishima put his things down quietly, and sat on the floor in front of them. “Is he okay?” Denki only made a face in response. “Is this about you and me being…?” The redhead started, but Denki was already shaking his head.

“He was only worried you might feel jealous of us being affectionate but-” Kirishima cut him off, denying, but Denki smiled and continued. “I already told him you’re okay with it”

Kirishima nodded and smiled, looking at Katsuki. “He looks so peaceful and cute. I kind of want to hug him”

“Don’t do it” Denki said with a straight face.

“I know. I appreciate my life” Both laughed quietly. “But he would get mad if he finds me here while he’s being like this. Should I get going?” Kirishima grabbed his phone when it pinged.

“I don’t know. I don’t want to kick you out” Denki said, seeing his boyfriend (oh my god, he’s my boyfriend) texting quickly.

“Hey, Midoriya’s outside. He said he wanted to talk to Bakugou, so…” Kirishima said, looking at Katsuki, who shifted a little against Denki’s chest, hugging him and murmuring something that sounded like “’zuku”. Denki’s eyes widened and looked at Kirishima, who was frowning, mouth open, looking at Katsuki.

“Kats, wake up. Kats!” But the boy only murmured again, so Denki moved a little to shake him. “Katsuki, wake up!”

Izuku entered the room at that moment. “Hi, guys, what was that about being-?”

Katsuki opened his eyes and blurted, angrily, jolting away from Denki’s body. “Don’t touch me!” Katsuki looked up and found gold eyes instead of emerald. The ash blonde was about to sigh in relief when he felt eyes on him. He turned and found crimson eyes looking at him, which moved to look away, and following the redhead gaze, he did find emerald eyes. Katsuki got up abruptly and stomped into his room, attempting to slam the door, but Denki ran after him, keeping the door open.

Izuku shared a glance with Kirishima, who wasn’t sure how to interpret the scene he just witnessed. Izuku walked toward the door, opening his mouth to apologize if he wasn’t expected, but he froze, seeing Katsuki sitting on his bed, shoulders tensed and hands in fists. Denki was standing in front of Kacchan, talking to him. Trying to calm him down? Comforting him? Izuku couldn’t tell, but he made his mind up in that instant.

Izuku stared, and kept staring even after catching Denki’s attention. The blonde said something to Katsuki and the latter’s shoulders tensed some more. Denki went to Izuku.

“I want to talk to him” Izuku sounded emotionless.

“I don’t know if this is a good time”

“I’ll do it anyway”

Denki looked back at the other blonde and sighed, but left the room. Izuku took a few steps inside.

“Kacchan” Katsuki froze. “Sorry, I just… You don’t have to turn, you don’t have to talk, just… All I’m asking is that you listen” Izuku took one step after another until he was just behind the other boy. “I just want to tell you something”

“I don’t wanna hear it” Katsuki’s voice was rough and Izuku’s hairs stands on end.

“I need to do it. I’m going to be a little selfish right now” Izuku climbed the bed and wrapped his arms around Katsuki’s torso. Katsuki jolted, trying to break himself free, but Izuku didn’t let him. “If you want me to stop, you’ll have to touch me” With that, Katsuki stopped moving but remained stiff.

“I’m sorry” Izuku mumbled behind Katsuki before changing his position. Katsuki felt Izuku rest his cheek on his shoulder. The green haired boy was looking away, his hair tickling Katsuki’s cheek. “I-I’m going. It’s not… I… Well, I don’t know when I would come back” Izuku laughed sadly. “I don’t think you care anyway, given the circumstances, but I wanted to tell you” Izuku shifted his head to rest his forehead on the blonde’s shoulder. “It’s so strange to be touching you… We’ve know each other since we were kids and you never let me touch you. But now I’m doing it like the selfish guy I am” Izuku let out another laugh; it sounded wet this time. “You’re such a big part of my life and I… I don’t want to lose you…” He made a pause before continuing, containing his breath. “But because I love you, I have to lose you” Tears escaped Izuku’s eyes and landed on Katsuki’s shoulder. Katsuki felt a warm pain where the tears had fallen. He was trying to pay attention, but was so confused and so scared, that he wasn’t processing any of Izuku’s words. “So… Goodbye, Kacchan” Katsuki’s pounding heart deafening him. He barely noticed Izuku letting him go. When Katsuki came back to himself, finally processing the words that Izuku had said to gim, he found himself alone. He thought about Izuku’s words, he had to lose him because he loved him? What did that mean? Was he planning on stopping being friends? Katsuki’s mind was a mess. He didn’t know what to feel. Izuku was going… Where? And why? And how long? But Izuku wasn’t there to answer, so Katsuki just stayed silent in his room, hugging himself, missing him. Eventually, maybe hours later, Kaminari knocked his door, opening it a bit.

“Hey, buddy, come eat something. I ordered your favorite”

Katsuki sighed and got up. Denki put a hand over his friend’s shoulders when he reached the door. “You okay?” Katsuki kept walking and his sweater slipped aside. “Hey, what’s on your shoulder?”

“Deku’s tears” Katsuki said, without processing it.

“What? That’s… what? Kats?!” Denki grabbed Katsuki’s arm. Denki was overreacting, so Katsuki looked scowled at him. But the look in those golden eyes made Katsuki look at his own shoulder. A beautiful green color was there, forming an abstract form on the skin. Katsuki touched it and his heart began to beat faster.

“What?”

“Kats? He touched you?”

“No, he didn’t” Katsuki shook his head. “I mean he did, but not directly”

“And what’s that?”

“I don’t… know” They went to the bathroom and Katsuki rubbed it with water, but the stain stayed there. Vibrant forest green. Katsuki sat on the edge of the tub, covering the stain with one hand.

“What is this? He didn’t… he didn’t touch me with his skin. And… and he isn’t my- he can’t be”

“Kats, he can be. Did you ever think he might be?”

“No, he… He’s not for me”

“Why?”

“I’m not enough for him!”

“Katsuki” Denki sat down next to him. “Why are you so hard on yourself? You are a good guy”

“I’m not good enough. I’m not the great person he saw in me one day. He has a distorted vision of me. I’m not who he thinks I am”

“I think he knows you so well. And hey, I know you. And I didn’t have any expectations before, so my opinion must be valid” Katsuki looked at him. “You’re a good, caring guy. You always take care of me even if you find me annoying. You’re hard on the edges, but you have a big heart, and that’s something we can see through your actions. You’re good at whatever challenges you give yourself. You’re smart, and handsome. Fuck, I mean, you’re awesome”

Katsuki kept silence, thinking about everything, and looked at his stain, uncovering it. “But he… He deserves more”

“You are not the one to make that decision” Denki put one hand over Katsuki’s, squeezing it.

“Kami… He didn’t touch me. I don’t know what the fuck is going on. This is too much to handle”

“I know. I don’t know what’s happening either, but…Talk to him. Tell him about this”

“Let… let me sleep on it. I need to calm down”

“Okay” Denki conceded. Then got up and offered a hand. “Come on, now. Let’s eat something”

Part 12

#bakudeku #bkdk #kirikami #krkm #bakudeku fic #kirikami fic

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ao3feed-bnha-rarepair · 3 years

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Operation: KiriKami!

Operation: KiriKami! ("What an original name, huh?) ("Shh Kyoka!") by Yuha Kya

Class 1-A is tired of Eijiro and Denki just flirting and not admitting their feelings for each other. So Izuku goes with an idea.

It ends up bad for him. But at least they are together!

Words: 2117, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi, Other

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijirou, Sero Hanta, Ashido Mina, Class 1-A(mentioned)

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30078897

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Kirikami #♥#Kirikami #Serodeku #💎#⚡#⚣#A:Yuha

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dovaldraws · 6 years

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do you like bakukirikami??? because i just wanted to propose the idea of kami giving them small zaps just for giggles until the two pin him down and tickle him into submission, cause you already KNOW kami is ticklish i dont make the rules but yeah. the three of them being domestic is good(tm)

ACTUALLY, that ship is how I got into Kirikami initially!

MAN THOSE ARE SOME CUTE HEADCANONS domestic fluff is good please send me more (flexes) good headcanons

#bakukirikami #dovaltext #ask #kami is definitely ticklish #i totally agree #forever #Anonymous

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voltastic · 6 years

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KIRIKAMI !!

ship meme — accepting / @redrioted

who accidentally pushes a door instead of pulling/vice versa

depends on the day, it could go either way. though, it’s fair to say kiri would do it while distracted and denki just straight up doesn’t know why the door won’t open??? he swears he just walked through this same door??? why won’t it??? oh, pull, right.

who doodles little hearts all over the desk with their initials inside them

kirishima eijirou absolutely doodles little hearts he’s a lovesick fool. denki carves the initials into a tree though.

who starts the tickle fights

kiri does & he gives lil laughter induced shocks from denki for the trouble.

who starts the pillow fights

DENKI ABSOLUTELY KICKS DOWN THE DOOR, PILLOW IN HAND, AND DECLARES WAR.

who falls asleep last, watching the other with a small affectionate smile

both. flip a coin on who is the sleepiest that day.

who mistakes salt for sugar

denki. he thinks there’s a conspiracy. that it’s an inside job. he doesn’t want to believe kirishima could be the one switching them on purpose but his eyes narrow with suspicion.

who lets the microwave play the loud beeping sound at 1am in the morning

denki but for what it’s worth he tries to get to it in time. it’s always just by the skin of his teeth that he forgets. they both hold their breath and wait for angry bakugou sounds.

who comes up with cheesy pick up lines

both of them but kiri’s delight denki and denki’s are lame.

who rearranges the bookshelf in alphabetical order

NEITHER OF THEM???

who licks the spoon when they’re baking brownies

they are not making the brownies. bakugou is making the brownies. they rock, paper, scissors to see who has to try to steal the spoon from bakugou. denki usually loses so he also gets the first lick but they share.

who buys candles for dinners even though there’s no special occasion

denki because he is High Romance and kiri’s eyes do the sparkly thing in dim lighting and denki is gay about it.

who draws little tattoos on the other with a pen

kiri and denki always threatens to get them actually tattooed.

who comes home with a new souvenir magnet every time they go on vacation

…….. you know they both do. the ugliest magnet they can find. they start a joint collection.

who convinces the other to fill out those couple surveys in the back of magazines

denki starts it but kiri keeps finding them. they argue about the Facts.

#redrioted #⚡ ❛ i’ll follow you into the dark ; ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴀsᴋ ᴍᴇᴍᴇs.#I VIVIDLY SEE ALL THIS??? AS IF IT'S A MOVIE #a sundance film #⚡ ❛ i. ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ ; redrioted.

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kawaii-stuf · 7 years

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Kiri/Kirikami headcannon

When Kiri was a baby he used to teeth a lot, and he would only ever teeth on like his favorite toys and stuff. So as he grew up he developed a habit of gnawing on things he has some sort of affection for. For example Mina: dude isn’t that your fav Crimson riot keychain? Kirishima: yeah Mina: then why are you chewing on it? Kirishima: *makes ‘I don’t know’ sound*

And of course this ultimately lead to his biting kink, but I also like to think that when he and Denki are all intimate he’ll just affectionately gnaw on Denki’s shoulder or something. And Denki loves it cause he thinks Kiri is so cute when he does it, plus it tickles yet has this weird soothing feeling that makes every muscle in his body relax and he always ends up falling half-asleep, which is something Kiri also thinks is cute. And just in that moment they’re both at peace.

#kirikami #kirishima eijirou #kaminari denki #hehehe😝#they're so cute😊#i love😜#soooo much😝#bnha

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dreams-of-the-morrow · 7 years

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Storge

BNHA Winter Wonderland Event

Kirishima Eijirou/Kaminari Denki

Note: For @milkbottle8! You said that you wanted something that was full of emotion, so what better way to fulfill that then with a good old pining fic? This is my first time writing kirikami, and Kirishima as a main character in general, so I hope you like it~ Also on ao3

Storge: an affectionate love that slowly develops from friendship

Two weeks was too long of a break from school for Kirishima. He had left home ready to crack open the books and get down to learning, willing to endure the looming thoughts of exams on his future if it meant getting to Yuuei sooner. Going out for runs in the morning and doing push ups in the backyard like in middle school didn’t cut it anymore when so many opportunities for growth were blossoming right within these concrete walls every day.

Kirishima jogs up the steps leading to the main school building. He’d already stopped by his dorm to check back in and brush off the pinch of dust from his bed. To think that even with a cleaning staff around to maintain the place while school was out, everything was exactly as he’d left it, messy but perfectly in order. He’d clean up what dirty laundry he had left when he came back.

There’s already a few of his classmates milling about when he comes through the towering door of their classroom. Ojiro and Jirou hang around the back, waving at Kirishima as he enters. To no one’s surprise, Iida is here too, clearly still dedicating himself to being here as early as possible.

The smile he sends to them grows wider when he spots Kaminari lounging in his chair, head nodding to some song coming through his headphones.

Taking his seat, backpack tucked under the table away from where someone could trip, Kirishima leans forward, tapping his shoulder, “What’re you listening to, Kami?” The only way Kirishima could ever get his attention with them on in the past was if he popped up in his vision or touched him.

Kaminari lifts one side of the headphones and looks over. It’s amusing to see how invested can become Kaminari in his music and divested to everything else, eyes widened a fraction like he’d been caught daydreaming, which wasn’t quite a far-fetched possibility, with how everyone in this class has been doing a lot of dreaming and catching up on personal time these past weeks.

Once Kaminari’s gaze falls on Kirishima, he relaxes, the momentary surprise blinked away as he turns in his chair, “Oh, you know, the usual.”

Kirishima never learned what Kaminari meant by “the usual”, but it was safe to assume that it was probably some mainstream musicーalthough it sounded time-consuming for Kaminari to burn the songs onto discs.

“Still got that old CD player?” Kirishima had learned, after being given the permission to borrow items from Kaminari’s hoard of a room, that Kaminari kept many of the CDs that his parents owned, who were also a bunch of music enthusiasts. He was uncannily similar to Jirou in that regard.

Kaminari nods, patting his bag, “You know it. Finally brought it somewhere to get it fixed, and now this baby is good as new.”

“Mind if I have a listen sometime?” It’d be nice to get to know Kaminari through the type of music he listens to. Knowing someone’s favorite songs gives the piece a whole meaning, and the idea of being closer with Kaminari was a pleasant one.

Kirishima watches Kaminari tilt his head in consideration, agreeing after a moment of thought. “Sure, I’ll even have something specially prepared,” Kaminari grins.

He nudges him with an elbow, smiling back, “Aren’t I lucky. Anyways, how was your break?”

“Much more boring without a whole bunch of teens under the same roof,” Kaminari shrugs, reaching up to brush the bangs from his face, which Kirishima watches with tickling fascination, “It was nice to be home, though. Unfortunately, we don’t get a lot of leisure time here to kick back and relax. Next time, let’s plan on meeting up to escape the boredom, yeah?”

And that gives Kirishima an idea, “How about tonight?”

Seeing Kaminari’s eyes light up, it was apparent he wouldn’t be needing any further convincing.

Kaminari wasn’t lying when he said that he’d have something prepared. But he wasn’t about to tell Kirishima that he already had one, in need of a bit of tweaking to sound more like a normal playlist, and less like a terribly sappy playlist that only infatuated teenagers would make for their crush… even though that was exactly what made up Kaminari’s favorite CD labelled “Kirishima” in bold red lettering, slapped messily onto the case with masking tape.

Blood from the murderer’s blade splatters across the screen in classic B-horror movie style, and Kirishima, the most vibrant thing in the room, far brighter than the deep, glowing crimson bouncing off the walls, laughs at the utter hilarity of it all, “I can’t believe you really chose a slasher movie over all the other genuine horror films in my collection!”

Kaminari cracks a smile at how Kirishima holds his face whilst balancing the laptop on his leg, shoulders shaking as a girl gets murdered with all the melodramatic finesse of an eighties actress, “Sometimes you just gotta appreciate a forgotten masterpiece, Kiri.”

But Kirishima shakes his head, hands held up in surrender, “I think I’ve done enough appreciating.” He gets up off the bed, pulling open the drawer where all his movies were stored, “This time I get to choose which movie we watch next.”

“Go right ahead. I’ll be back in a second,” sliding the laptop off to the side, Kaminari stretches, heading over to his bag. Kirishima makes a noise of acknowledgement behind him, busy weighing two DVDs in his hands.

He takes out some snacks, sifting through the all the stuff inside in search for something else. Further in, beyond the leftover snacks and useless objects he still found necessary to keep on his person, Kaminari pops open his player, removing the disc to put back in its case. He didn’t want to run the risk of accidentally switching it on and overheating the whole thing again.

Kaminari gets no further than clicking the container shut before hands clamp down onto his shoulders with shocking firmness, and Kirishima shouting in his ear, “Boo!”

It isn’t that Kaminari is particularly easy to scareーhe’s actually prone to jumpscares and the like, unless it was as obvious as Kirishima’s heavy footsteps approachingーbut maybe it was that he was in Kirishima’s room, alone with him, on the eve of their third scary movie, holding something he’d made with Kirishima in mind, that sends a surprise discharge through his body and outwards, cutting out the lights and all the power on this floor.

Kaminari drops what’s in his hands and rises quickly, batting away the stray electricity dancing along his arms, speaking over the popping in his ears, “Warn a guy when you do that, Kiri!”

“Then that would take away from the whole surprise! Didn’t really think that’d be enough to activate your quirk though…” Somewhere off to Kaminari’s right, Kirishima adds, sounding a bit regretful of his decisions now. After some fumbling, they both take out their phones for light. Kirishima has a sheepish smile on his face, “I’m really sorry ‘bout that.”

Kirishima really wasn’t the kind of guy Kaminari could stay mad at for long. He sighs, making a show of rolling his eyes so Kirishima would know he wasn’t angry, “Just be careful next time, I don’t wanna shock you.”

“You got it, chief! Luckily I was hard when you did that,” Kirishima teases, and Kaminari swats away the elbow in his side. They look down at the mess that had tumbled out from Kaminari’s bag in his rush to stand, and Kirishima bends down to look over spilled contents, “But all joke aside, lemme help you with this.”

In the dark, with only their flashlights as luminescence until the security system rebooted itself and turned everything back onーthis wasn’t the first time Kaminari has been startled into cutting the dormitory’s powerーKaminari can hide the franticness in his reach for the hard plastic of the CD case that had slid under Kirishima’s bed. He stuck it into his bag, zipping that pocket closed before anything else. Picking up his schoolwork and pens weren’t as important as hiding that thin little disc from curious hands, which bumped into his own about as often as Kaminari found himself shying away from them.

Once the last slip of paper is lent over, Kaminari sets his bag over next to Kirishima, “Thanks.”

He takes Kaminari’s hand, helping him up off the floor. “No biggie. Now c'mon, let’s go start a new movie that’s sure to spook you.”

His hands are impossibly warm, or maybe it’s Kaminari’s that are too cold, harshly contrasting the heat crawling up his neck as Kirishima grins playfully, awaiting the rebuke Kaminari has for him.

“Don’t think I didn’t hear you scream earlier,” Kaminari counters. Kirishima was always one for playful banter, even if it was about something that scared both their socks off and left them incapable of emerging from their rooms alone in the late hours of the night.

Kirishima snorts, “Oh yeah, says the guy who just cut power to the whole floor.”

“It came back on!” With a muted flicker, the lightbulbs come back to life, and Kaminari holds an arm out as a show of his timely statement. “See?”

“Whatever you say, Kami.” Kirishima squeezes his hand back in answer, tugging Kaminari along even though guidance through this small dorm wasn’t required anymore. But that didn’t mean it wasn’t welcomed.

Kaminari follows, totally okay with Kirishima’s insistence to keep their hands joined long after the movie was loaded in and each scream left Kaminari clutching it tighter.

Kaminari doesn’t return to his own room until the next morning, nursing a sore neck. He’s sluggishly straightening his tie as he walks past the kitchen, using his free hand to toss out all the empty bags of food from his schoolbag, when his ritual check for the player and disc leaves him coming up empty of a plastic case.

Letting go of his tie, he checks the pocket it’s always in. Much to his surprise, it’s not in there. He had tossed his bag to the floor earlier upon entering his room, so it was possible that he’d left it in there by accident.

“Hey, Kami!” Kaminari looks up at the sound of his name to see Kirsihima running up to him, “Ready to go?”

Well, that was a matter for later. He could just look for it later.

For now, Kaminari plugs his headphones into his phone, sticking close to Kirishima as he holds the door open for the both of them, “Yup, sure am.”

The subject of the missing CD doesn’t come up until they’re back in Kirishima’s dorm again to play the afternoon away with video games.

A healthy dose of roughhousing and a spilled drink puts a damper in the excitement, especially when Kaminari is unable to procure anything to clean it with. He sure was missing a lot of things lately.

“Aw, man.” Kaminari shuts his bag, looking over at Kirishima, “Hey, got any napkins?”

Kirishima nods over at his bag sandwiched between them, eyes never leaving the screen, “Yeah, left pocket.”

“Thanks.”

The school provided standard bags if a student wanted to go with the default choice of wear, but everybody had the freedom to use their own backpacks. And maybe it was coincidence, but he and Kirishima had pretty similar style backpacks.

The napkins were easy to find, a whole crumpled ball of it stuffed into one pouch. If Kaminari hadn’t already spilled his drink, he surely would’ve at the sight of his red CD case sitting pretty in the pocket opposite the one his hand was currently stuffed in.

He freezes, just about to pull his hand out.

“Found what you need?” Kirishima asks, playing away at the game.

There was no way Kaminari could take it back. At least, not yet, not without making it apparent that he was taking out something large and obviously not tissue-shaped. He’d left his own backpack in his room with the knowledge that they were going to get zero homework done together, but now he almost wishes they had stuck to their plan like responsible students.

“U-Uh yeah!” Kaminari pulls out a fistful of napkins, going about dabbing at the wet spot on his shirt.

It really shouldn’t have irked as much as it did, but having his favorite CD in the hands of another friend left Kaminari in quite the predicament.

He couldn’t just ask for the CD, because what if Kirishima didn’t know it was there? What if he got defensive about Kaminari snooping around in his personal belongings? What if he’d ask to listen to it then? Would he connect the dots?

Mina, his company until the rest of the group came back with the rest of the food, snaps him out of his thoughts with, “Kami, you’re talking out loud.”

He pulls his hands out of his hair, now left a tangled disarray thanks to his nervous hair pulling, “Mina, this is terrible!”

She puts down her phone, propping up her arm to look him in the eye. Mina often needed higher or equal ground when she gave someone advice, “It’s really not. Wouldn’t this make telling him how you feel so much easier?”

“Not unless you factor in the whole reason behind that CD!” Kaminari raises his voice a little too much that time, but the all of this was nerve wracking to be happening during the first week back.

“You’re overthinking this, Kami.”

“I know I am!”

When Kaminari catches Kirishima whistling a familiar tune before class one day, he feels ready to crawl in a hole when he recognizes it as a track off the playlist. He settles for hiding his face in his arm instead, knowing that there was no way Aizawa would accept the excuse of feeling sick to his stomach, the butterflies increasing tenfold.

It was going to be impossible to bring this up without making this about his feelings, that’s for sure.

The moment of reckoning, when Kaminari is at last faced with a confrontation by Kirishima, is on the way back to the dorms from another long day of classes.

“Yo, Kami!” Kirishima waves his hand, a sign for Kaminari to wait up for him. He does, watching from his spot in the courtyard as Kirishima comes down the steps, distracted with taking something out of his backpack. Kaminari’s fingers tighten on the leather straps.

“I’ve been meaning to give this back to you!” Kirishima reveals the missing CD case with a flourish, holding it up victoriously while Kaminari tries to hide the dread from his face. Of course he would’ve found it eventually.

Kirishima flips it over this way and that, inspecting the case like he still couldn’t quite believe it was in his possession, “I don’t remember exactly when, but I think I borrowed it off you last week. I mean, it has my name on it, right?”

Kaminari swallows with a nod. “Y.. yeah…”

“Sorry I took so long to return it,” he scratches the back of his head, extending it out for Kaminari to take, “here.”

Kaminari accepts the CD, uncertain of what to do with it now. He’s barely able to read its contents to check and make sure it was still in good condition, when Kirishima clears his throat in seek of his attention.

“So, I was thinking…” Kirishima rocks on his heels, hands tightly laced before him, “do you wanna go out to the movies sometime? We don’t have to watch a scary movie, it can be whatever you want!”

That sounded almost… “Like a date?” Kaminari asks, eyes trained on Kirishima as he laughs, eyes not quite meeting his for a moment, almost as though he was embarrassed.

“Yeah!” There was a pink hue to Kirishima’s cheeks as he smiled brilliantly at Kaminari.

A small, meager part of him was speechless, but it was far outweighed by the joy that was welling up inside of Kaminari’s chest as he sucks in a deep breath. With a tight nod, Kaminari grins back, “I’d like that.”

Kirishima, expressive as he is with his body, lets his shoulders drop in relief, a deep sigh falling from his lips as he pumps his fists in the air, “Awesome! That’s great! Fantastic!” Reenergized by the answer, Kirishima straightens, looking about ready to bolt away out of excitement, “I’m gonna, uh, head out now!”

Kaminari looks over in the direction Kirishima is pointing at, “Aren’t we heading to the dorms like we always do?”

“R-Right!” Kirishima seems to take that as a cue to grab his hand. It was something Kirishima’s been doing impulsively these days, but Kaminari knows there’s solid purpose behind it this time, “Let’s go!”

All it takes is a tug of Kirishima’s arm, and Kaminari keeps pace with him the whole way.

#sorry for posting a little late. school's been taking up most my time #bnhaww #kirishima eijirou #kaminari denki #kirikami #boku no hero academia #milkbottle8 #my fic #(u can tell the exact moment my writing quality went down 500% b ye)

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