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It's been a week since Hitoshi was transferred to Class 1-A and all he can say is that, it's tolerable.
So far, the students from the said class has been treating him warmly (except Bakugou. Fuck him.) and easing him into interacting with them. He didn't expect the sudden and mini party they have thrown for him when he first stepped into the dormitories, but at least it gained them a considerable amount of respect and adoration from him. (again, except Bakugou.)
Some students still don't have a proper conversation with him, like Todoroki and Tokoyami, but that's probably because they're not the type to initiate conversations. That's what he observed. They do give him nods of acknowledgement whenever they pass by him in the kitchen, but that's it.
The others, however, keeps questioning him and tries to engage him into a small talk and ask him about his abilities and hobbies and his quirk.
Not that he's bothered by it.
Midoriya keeps track of what he's saying and jots down notes in an incredible speed and mutters about his quirk for twenty minutes that he has to brainwash him in order to get him to stop.
But by far, Kaminari works the hardest out of all of them.
He was the first one to greet and talk to Hitoshi ever since their Joint Training and apparently the one who organized the mini welcome party for him. He always makes sure that he's comfortable and was the one to help fix his dorm room too.
The yellow-haired boy has been all sunshines and rainbows to him, grinning widely whenever their eyes meet across the room, and initiating skinship like throwing his arm across Hitoshi's shoulders in hopes that he'll warm up to him. Hitoshi doesn't want to admit it, but it's effective. Very, very effective.
Hitoshi is grateful that he has a mind-controlling quirk for the times that he is able to shut Kaminari up whenever he gets too flustered by the compliments that the other boy throw to him that is not very much helping his crush on him settle down.
So what if his heart skipped a bit when Kaminari first flashed his beautiful bright smile to him? It's only a crush, right? Right.
However, that phrase did not last as quickly as Hitoshi thought of it when a flash of yellow suddenly bolted from the lounge and onto the kitchen where to he's standing, hands suddenly gripping his shoulders and Hitoshi looks down only to see Kaminari flushed and looking at him with pleading eyes.
Before Hitoshi can even think or process the fact that his said crush is so close to him, Kaminari opens his mouth and that's where Hitoshi swears that his brain short-circuited along with his heart.
"Please teach me how to kiss!"
Hitoshi has heard so many bizarre comments come out from Kaminari's mouth, has heard him spout out bullshit and jokes that even him cannot comprehend. He has heard Kaminari say things that his brain is incapable to process, but this one is the one that causes Hitoshi's mind to blank out. He expected anything, but never this.
He knows that the boy has such a colorful mind and is able to give the most confusing and obscure ideas he has ever heard, but he never believed that the boy is even capable to think about such bold statement, and worse, directed to him.
So it's not really his fault when his vocabulary seems to disappear and the only proper words he can let out is "What the fuck?"
And his mouth seems to run dry even more when Kaminari flushes darker, his eyes turning shaky as he looks away from him, his hands gripping Hitoshi's shoulders tighter.
"WーWell! I just kind of got curious? Because my friends keep telling me that kissing is amazing? Like I don't know, I haven't had it before. But my friends all have their partners and now I sort of feel like a loser because I can't relateー"
"What makes you think that I know how to kiss?"
Kaminari clamps his mouth shut, eyes trailing from where he's staring at the floor and up to Hitoshi's eyes, where a quirked up eyebrow also greets him.
"Uh, because you're the only one here?" Kaminari reasons and Hitoshi looks around the common room only find that in fact, he's the only one within Kaminari's eye sight. Because everyone else is outside playing some game he couldn't be bothered to know about.
Hitoshi thinks about it for a moment. The major pros and cons of what he's about to get himself into.
Pros: He gets to kiss Kaminari, that's already a major factor. There's a chance that Kaminari likes him back and they can kiss whenever they want. Hitoshi cancels the latter almost immediately because there's no way Kaminari would like him back.
Cons: Doing this might fuel up his emotions for the other a lot more, a very dangerous factor. Might also ruin their friendship. Might cause Kaminari to hate him forever and be disgusted by him after he found out Hitoshi has a big Fat crush on him. But the thing is, Kaminari looks so desperate and so sad it makes Hitoshi think about his life decisions. And who wouldn't sway for Kaminari's puppy eyes, right? Definitely not him.
Hitoshi sighs and mentally prepares his funeral. "I'll do it."
He thinks that the big smile that appeared on Kaminari's face might be worth it.
Regret.
That's all what Hitoshi feels when he's actually seated down on Kaminari's bed with the owner of the bed facing him and oh my God they're so close that their knees are slightly touching. Hitoshi's brain slightly malfunctions.
Before Hitoshi enters Kaminari's room, he mentally prepared himself on his own. He took deep breaths and tries to calm himself down by giving himself an awful pep talk. He likes to think that it worked, but really, it did not. It only worsen his condition.
He considered not going and ditch Kaminari, but he looked back to when Kaminari was so happy that he's teaching him how to fucking kiss when Hitoshi himself don't even know how. Sure, he's dated people before, but most of those didn't even last a week because they realized how boring Hitoshi actually is. So much for a self-esteem boost.
"So." Hitoshi hears Kaminari say. "Do we start now?" The blond asks, looking at him expectantly.
Hitoshi gulps, mentally saying goodbye to his sanity before nodding. Kaminari looks so determined Hitoshi wants to laugh. God, I'm so in love with you.
Kaminari scoots closer towards Hitoshi, his knees now firmly pressing against his own. Hitoshi panics and before he can stop himself, he blurts out, "I also don't know how to kiss."
The blond leans back in a rapid motion, and the purple-haired boy thinks that this is it. This is the part where he officially hates me andー
"Let's learn together, then!" Kaminari exclaims, that familiar bright smile appearing on his face. Hitoshi pauses for a moment before eventually giving in, "Yeah, okay. That's fine."
"Now, where were we?" Kaminari leans forward again, and Hitoshi lets it all happen.
He lets Kaminari's mouth touch his own softly, unsure and shy. Hitoshi barely feels the kiss before Kaminari pulls away, laughing a little. Hitoshi looks at him weirdly. "Why are you laughing?"
Kaminari hums. "I don't know much about kissing, but I think you're supposed to kiss me back." Oh.
"Sorry."
"It's fine. Let's try again, shall we?"
Kaminari leans again, and Hitoshi watches him for a while, the blond's eyes are closed and his lips puckered slightly. Cute.
Hitoshi keeps himself together and leans forward as well, their lips meeting in the middle.
Their exchange was just a simple touching of lips. Neither of them moved, their lips only pressing together and Hitoshi suddenly has the urge to experience more.
The next thing he did surprised both himself and Kaminari, his hands flying up to cup Kaminari's face and pushes their lips harder, their nose bumping and their teeth clashing painfully, causing both of them to pull away.
"Wow, Shinsou. Didn't know you had it in you." Kaminari teases him while massaging his teeth with his fingers and Hitoshi suddenly feels embarrassed. Kaminari seems to sense his embarrassment and gently pats his cheek. "Don't be down, okay? We still got time!"
Hitoshi looks at him and wonders why Kaminari is so determined to learn how to kiss. Why he's so determined that he wants to actually take time to perfect the kiss. He can't really complain, though. When his crush literally kissed him two times already.
"Let's fix our position, it's getting a little uncomfortable." Kaminari says, and Hitoshi watches him raise himself up to his knees and paddles closer to Hitoshi, his knees caging Hitoshi's thighs and Hitoshi's mind blanks out the moment Kaminari plops himself down to his lap.
"Is this okay?" Oh, now Kaminari has the decency to actually blush and seem shy and ask him that? As if he didn't just pull out the bravest stunt ever? But because Hitoshi is head-over-heels for the blond, he nods.
Kaminari places his hands on Hitoshi's shoulders, balancing himself. Hitoshi's hands seem to have a mind of their own and they raise to hold Kaminari's waist hesitantly.
They lean in again, their mouth touching softly. They stayed like that for a few seconds before suddenly, Kaminari tilts his head to the right and oh, their mouth slots together a little more perfectly and Hitoshi's heart beats more frantically. He copies Kaminari and tilts his head to the right as well, their lips finally finding rhythm and moves languidly together, just a slow movement of the lips.
Hitoshi's overwhelmed by the feeling. His senses can only detect Kaminari, the smell of the blond's shampoo overpowering his sense of smell and the way his mouth tastes, a little like caramel and it's not too sweet, Kaminari tastes perfect. His surroundings seem so hazy and cloudy and the only thing he can hear is the loud pounding of his heart.
It's when Hitoshi presses a little harder and firmer and Kaminari opens his mouth a little, Hitoshi getting the hang of the moment and tries to slip his tongue inside Kaminari's mouth, both of them jolting in surprise when their tongues touch. They lose contact when Kaminari pulls away again, his face beet red and his panting heavy. Hitoshi thinks that he's the same, his face feels hot and he has trouble catching his breath.
Hitoshi panics inwardly, causing him to say "Did I do something wrong?" Why did you pull away? Oh my God, did you realize that you're disgusted with me and you want to stoー?
Kaminari giggles and lazily drapes his arms around Hitoshi's shoulders, one hand coming up to cup the back of Hitoshi's head and swirls a lock of purple hair with his fingers. "Nah, I was justーI wasn't ready." He breathes out.
"Oh." Hitoshi says, albeit a little dumbfounded.
"Do that again, though."
"Okay."
Kaminari chuckles at him and swoops down to capture his lips again, causing Hitoshi's arms to fully circle his waist because he was startled by the sudden push. The movement of their lips is a bit fast now, causing euphoria fill Hitoshi's mind.
Kaminari opens his mouth again and Hitoshi slips his tongue in, mapping the insides of Kaminari's warm mouth. It's a foreign feeling, having your tongue inside of someone else's mouth. But it's Kaminari he's kissing, so that plays a major role on his comfort and desire. Hitoshi tastes caramel, the sweetness of the candy he has seen the blonde munch on a while ago suddenly filling his taste buds and Hitoshi doesn't even like sweets but why does it taste so good coming from Kaminari's mouth?
Hitoshi's mind is filled with nothing but static noise, all thoughts has been thrown away the moment his tongue meets Kaminari's and tangling together softly. He seems to be pushing his limits because suddenly he hears a definitely unholy noise come from Kaminari's throat, and Hitoshi drinks it all up. Kaminari's breathy gasps, the noise he makes when Hitoshi moves to nibble on his lower lip. Hitoshi has always been greedy.
The room suddenly seems to rise in temperature because Hitoshi suddenly feels hot all over.
However, Kaminari suddenly shoves him away, and Hitoshi blinks at him in confusion as he watches the blond leave his lap and swing his legs off his bed. "Iーwhat was I thinking, I'm justーsorry, Shinsou."
Hitoshi thinks nothing has been more heartbreaking to him when Kaminari leaves not only his room, but Hitoshi as well. Hitoshi drops his head down to his hands and closes his eyes.
What happened?
Kaminari has been avoiding him.
It's been three days after their 'kissing practice' and Kaminari has been pretending that he doesn't exist. Whenever their eyes meet, Kaminari immediately looks away. Kaminari can't even stand being on the same room as him, making excuses whenever there's a gathering and Hitoshi is in it.
It's also been three days after Hitoshi's heartbreak, that much is for sure.
Midoriya has been asking him why he seems "A lot down lately." but Hitoshi doesn't give him an honest answer, always saying that he's tired and that it's nothing. It doesn't stop Midoriya from throwing worried glances at him, though.
It's been a week and Kaminari still haven't talked to him and it's making Hitoshi crazy.
The class seems to have catch on that they're ignoring each other because Sero and Kirishima have been patting his shoulder in a way to say that it's okay. Like Midoriya, some of his classmates have been throwing him and Kaminari worried and curious glances as well, and Hitoshi hates it. He doesn't want their pity, he wants answers. Why is Kaminari avoiding him?
Hitoshi just wants to talk to him again, to be able to go back to what they were before because he misses Kaminari so fucking badly. It's making him frustrated, how he manages to screw up his friendship with Kaminari without him being able to know the reason why.
Hitoshi sits alone on the couch in the common room, watching whatever show is playing in the television.
He's thinking deeply when suddenly the couch dips from his right side, signalling that someone sat beside him. Hitoshi looks over his shoulder to see that it's Kirishima.
"Hey, dude." Kirishima greets him, flashing him a toothy smile while Hitoshi just nods in acknowledgement, facing the television again and proceeds to switch channels over and over again.
There's a moment of silence that envelops the room before Kirishima finally breaks it.
"Dude, you know, you should talk to Kaminari." Kirishima says. Hitoshi whips his head to the side, looking at the red-haired boy before sighing, dropping his eyes down to stare at his lap. "It's no use, he's doesn't want to talk to me." Hitoshi replies.
"You don't know that." Kirishima places a hand gently on top of his shoulder and Hitoshi side-eyes him. "He's been avoiding me." He says.
Kirishima makes some sort of a 'tsk' sound and faces forward, his lips pursed and his eyebrows knitting toether. "I don't know what happened between you guys, but Kaminari hasn't been looking at his best as well lately." I know. "And the whole class are worried, you guys haven't been doing a good job to keep up the facade of the both of you being okay and normal when obviously, you're not."
Hitoshi doesn't speak. Kirishima looks at him. "He's avoiding you, yes. But you can't avoid him to satisfy the both of you. I know you're hurting. and I know he is too. So please, just talk things out. Make him talk to you, okay?"
Hitoshi still doesn't speak even after Kirishima squeezes his shoulder in a comforting manner and stands up, making his way to his room.
Hitoshi thinks about what Kirishima has told him last night.
It's true, that he's hurting. That he misses him. But only if he actually has the courage to go up to the blond and talk to him. Hitoshi buries his head in his pillow and lets out a disgruntled groan.
His train of thoughts were interrupted when suddenly his phone lets out a ping! from his bedside drawer. Hitoshi raises his head up from his pillow and grumpily reaches out a hand to grab his phone. He unlocks it, and the moment he did, his heart almost jumps up from his throat in shock.
(1) New Message 1:16 AM
Kaminari: meet me at the kitchen right now, please?
Hitoshi drops his phone on his bed and runs out his room and towards the kitchen, his blood rushing pounding in his ears.
When Hitoshi reaches the kitchen, he finds Kaminari leaning against the counter. Hitoshi's heartbeat picks up a fast pace and he almost couldn't breathe. Kaminari looks up from where he's fiddling nervously with his phone and stares at him as he steps nearer towards the blond. Kaminari places his phone on top of the counter and straightens his posture, his lips pressed on a thin line and his eyes shaky.
Neither of them moved from where they're standing and settles on staring at each other instead.
Seconds turn into minutes and the both of them are still unmoving, both determined to keep their feet on the ground. Childish, he knows.
Finally, finally, their eye contact breaks and Kaminari is the first one to pull away, his eyes closed shut as his hands grip the counter behind him tightly, knuckles turning white. Hitoshi worriedly takes a step forward towards him, and another, and another, until he's fully standing in front of the shorter. Kaminari opens his eyes again, his whole stature relaxing and his grip on the counter loosening. He looks up at the taller and his eyes seem glassy, as if he's trying hard not to cry. Hitoshi feels his heart twisting painfully.
"I'm sorry." Kaminari's voice is watery when he speaks and he presses his lips together again. He takes a deep breath when Hitoshi did not answer and continuing, "I'm sorry for suddenly abandoning you like that. Iー" Kaminari pauses to gulp. "I like you, Shinsou. I have for a while now. And I was so scared, because I've always only had crushes before. They fade away after a while but youーyou, you stayed in my mind for more than I was hoping for. I thought that maybe, kissing you would be the only solution to confirm that it's actually only a crush, that it's just a crush that sticks longer than the others. But I was wrong, when I kissed you, it was different, what I felt was different."
Kaminari blinks again and the tears he's been holding back suddenly pours out one-by-one from his eyes. "I think I'm in love with you, Shinsou."
Hitoshi is rendered speechless. He tries to process what he just heard and he can only gape at Kaminari, his mind running a thousand miles for second. Kaminari likes him back? No, scratch that, he loves him back? Fuck, Hitoshi, pull yourself togetherー
The shorter immediately wipes his tears and laughs, his tone bitter. "It's okay, you don't have to say anything, it's probably a lot to take in. Justーit may take me a while to recover, but we'll be back to normal, right? Okay, I'll justー" Kaminari makes a move to leave, but before he can take another step away, Hitoshi has pulled him back into his chest, his left arm darting out to snake his waist.
Hitoshi hides his face in Kaminari's hair and pulls him closer, not even a paper can cut between them by how close they are.
"God, you're really a dumbass." Hitoshi's voice is muffled by Kaminari's hair. Kaminari is frozen in his arms, the blond letting out a dazed "What?"
Hitoshi removes his face from Kaminari's hair and props his chin on the shorter's head. "I like you too, Kaminari."
"YーYou like me..?"
Hitoshi chuckles and rests his cheek this time on Kaminari's head, slightly nuzzling on the soft hair. "I do, a fucking lot. Ever since I laid my eyes on you, during the Joint Training, when you first started speaking to me, I was ecstatic. How could you not tell? Would I really agree on practicing kissing with you if I don't like you? You're really stupid sometimes. I like you, and I won't hesitate to tell you that every single day."
When Hitoshi finishes speaking, silence engulfs them. Until Kaminari grips his shirt and bawls on his shoulder.
"IーIーI thought you hate me, oh my God, Shinsouー" Kaminari talks through his tears, and Hitoshi laughs at him. Kaminari pulls away from him, still gripping his shirt and glares at him. "You better not be joking, I swear to God if this is a prankー" Hitoshi gives him a loop-sided smile and using one hand, he raises it up and thumbs away Kaminari's tears. "Stop crying, you look like an idiot."
"WーWell! It was tears of joy!" Kaminari defends himself, looking away from Hitoshi and tries to remove himself from the taller's grip, but his effort was useless because Hitoshi's grip tightened.
Hitoshi grips Kaminari's chin with the hand he used to cup his face and tilts Kaminari's head upwards, staring down at the golden pools he oh-so love drowning himself into. They stare at each other for a moment, basking in each other's presence before Hitoshi dips down to capture Kaminari's lips into a soft kiss. He missed this a lot.
Their lips move together in synchronized motion, both of them pouring their emotions into the kiss and making it sloppier and more passionate. Hitoshi nips at Kaminari's lower lip, the blond letting out a choked noise of surprise and opening his mouth, letting their tongues dance together and slide together. Hitoshi feels Kaminari looping his arms around the taller's neck and a hand trailing into his hair and massaging his scalp, the action making Hitoshi let out a satisfied groan.The kiss was wet, a messy exchange of saliva but Hitoshi couldn't bring himself to care, not if the person he loves the most is caged in his arms and is the one he's kissing. Again, he can never complain.
Hitoshi runs his hands up and down on Kaminari's sides, his thumbs rubbing circles on Kaminari's hip bones. The kiss turns slower after a while, the movement is still languid but it's a lot softer this time and there's less saliva involved. They both pulled away at the same time, their breathing heavy as they stared into each other's eyes. "The practice paid off, at least." Kaminari says, causing Hitoshi to huff out a laugh.
"It did." Hitoshi replies and he drops his head on Kaminari's shoulder, pressing a kiss on the skin of his neck. Hearing Kaminari's breathy sigh from the action prompts him to go on, so he did.
Hitoshi leaves a trail of kisses from the skin right under Kaminari's ear (where he learned that it's where Kaminari's most sensitive, the tightening of fingers on his hair and the subtle tilt of Kaminari's head to expose more skin told him so) down to his collarbone, where he sucks a skin in between his teeth and bites it gently, not wanting to hurt the shorter. He backs Kaminari on the counter and continues to suck visible marks on his neck. He hears Kaminari sucks out a breath when he licks a mark to soothe the blooming bruise, and Hitoshi smiles against his skin.
Hitoshi stops kissing his neck and settles on burying his face on the space between Kaminari's shoulder and neck instead, mumbling out 'I love you's' and Kaminari slapping his shoulder and saying "Stop being a sap."
"I love you, Kaminari."
"I love you too, Shinsou."
"Boyfriends?"
"Boyfriends."
When Hitoshi and Kaminari walk into the common room holding hands and goofy smiles plastered on their faces, needless to say, the class went into a chaos.
In between Kirishima saying "Everybody say thank you, Kirishima!" and Ashido wiping fake tears from her eyes and claiming that "You both grow up so fast." and their classmates immediately crowding and interrogating them, bombarding them with questions left and right, Hitoshi squeezes Kaminari's hand tight and their eye contact that holds a thousand words but one visible feeling goes unnoticed by the rest of the class.
I love you.