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kirikami thread for @kamidenks based off one of her amazing ideas!
Denki wasn’t stupid. God, I mean sometimes he was- everyone liked to remind him all too often- but he knew, /knew/ that he shouldn’t put any faith in his crush liking him back.
Denki wasn’t stupid. God, I mean sometimes he was- everyone liked to remind him all too often- but he knew, /knew/ that he shouldn’t put any faith in his crush liking him back.
After all, what did he have to offer? Short-circuiting? Dumb memes? Tiktok dances? Who would want that?
He’s not meaningful enough. Not smart enough. Not good enough. Not anything more than a portable charger. He’s well aware of that.
He’s not meaningful enough. Not smart enough. Not good enough. Not anything more than a portable charger. He’s well aware of that.
But he can’t help the way his heart skips a beat when he’s around. The way his red hair is spiked up in the day time, but at night when it’s just them with the moon’s quiet glow for company, it’s relaxed. Sitting softly on his broad shoulders. Denki runs his hands through it, and
Kirishima lets out a sigh of pure content that does unspeakable things to Denki’s body. His mind goes fuzzy, and his stomach ties up in knots, his breath halts.
And he lets his insecurities crush his dreams almost as soon as he feels hope blooming in his chest.
And he lets his insecurities crush his dreams almost as soon as he feels hope blooming in his chest.
"Worthless"
"Useless "
"Pathetic"
"Glorified charger"
"Useless "
"Pathetic"
"Glorified charger"
And god, does it hurt. But it& #39;s the only way he can keep these feelings in check. He can& #39;t let Kiri find out about these feelings. He can& #39;t risk losing the only person who& #39;s made him feel loved. He can& #39;t lose the person that makes him feel human, that makes him feel seen.
Its too much- too scary to think about and he is falling down the pit, in a deep endless hole of scary feelings and insecurities, his own deep scary voice yelling the worst things he thinks of himself in his ear.
And then amongst the voices he hears it. A quiet, a breathless, “Denks?” hidden in the inbetween. It& #39;s almost undetectable, if not for the fact that Kiri’s voice is something that Denki has become attached to.
Something he thinks of in the middle of the night, something he craves for at all hours of the day, something that steadies his heavily beating heart in his worst moments.
He finds Kirishima’s soft red eyes in the glow of the moon. It only adds to his beauty and Denki feels himself tearing up. How can life be so unfair? How can it give him Kirishima? Allow him to be close to someone so amazing only to have them never love him back.
Not in the way Denki loves him.
And then Kirishima’s hands are on Denki’s cheeks, thumbing away hot tears.
“Hey, hey. Look at me.” but Denki’s eyes don& #39;t move from the green duvet. Kirishima’s voice gets slightly deeper.
And then Kirishima’s hands are on Denki’s cheeks, thumbing away hot tears.
“Hey, hey. Look at me.” but Denki’s eyes don& #39;t move from the green duvet. Kirishima’s voice gets slightly deeper.
More authoritative. “Denki. Look at me.”
“Yes?” His voice is nothing more than a whisper in the dark of the night. Kirishima doesn& #39;t miss the scrunch of his nose. The way his fist curls and uncurls in his lap.
“Yes?” His voice is nothing more than a whisper in the dark of the night. Kirishima doesn& #39;t miss the scrunch of his nose. The way his fist curls and uncurls in his lap.
The way Denki& #39;s bottom lip shakes just slightly and Kiri feels the overwhelming urge to kiss it. To kiss his pain away.
“Insecurities?”
“Insecurities?”
Denki nods, and Kirishima goes right into action, taking Denki into his arms and tucking him in between his legs so he& #39;s enveloped completely in Kirishima’s embrace. Kiri starts to hum, stupid little songs that Denki has said helps in the past and so its become a part of their
little ritual.
With Kirishima’s arms firmly pressed to Denki& #39;s chest, he can feel his heart beat slow down, he can feel his breathing calm, he can feel Denki& #39;s shoulders relax. He feels when Denki hesitantly leans back into his arms and then snuggle into the embrace.
With Kirishima’s arms firmly pressed to Denki& #39;s chest, he can feel his heart beat slow down, he can feel his breathing calm, he can feel Denki& #39;s shoulders relax. He feels when Denki hesitantly leans back into his arms and then snuggle into the embrace.
and Kirishima’s lips tilt into a small smile, hidden from the world. He listens to Denki& #39;s slow breathing, and the way his nose slightly whistles, and the way tongue clicks against the roof of his mouth ever so slightly.
Its these little sounds, these little moments with Denki that means the most to Kiri. And he will always be here when the thoughts get too loud, or when Denki needs a hug, but there& #39;s something he loves even more than the open vulnerability he finds in him.
He adores when Denki comes running to him after class screaming about a new tiktok dance he wants to learn. There& #39;s a bright smile on his face, one that envies the sun itself.
He loves when Denki plops down on his lap in the common room, getting obnoxiously comfortable and proceeds to show Kirishima all the memes he can find.
Sometimes Kirishima doesn& #39;t get some of them, but Denki laughs so hard that his face turns red, and his giggles turn into snorts and his holds his stomach, doubling over and Kirishima can& #39;t help but think he& #39;s the most beautiful person he& #39;s ever laid eyes on.
And god, when Denki fights. He always fights every battle with passion, with provision and care, making sure not to hurt those he cares about. He always makes sure he contributes as much as can, to be as helpful as he can no matter the situation.
And yeah, he may not be the top of the class, but he tries harder than anyone he knows. He sees him staying up late in his room, or listening to tape recordings of lessons on repeat. And honestly, grades don& #39;t mean anything in the grand scheme of things.
He doesn& #39;t need a stupid grade to tell him that Denki is /his/ hero.
So when he whispers a quiet, “I love you, Denks.” in his ear, he means it. And he can only hope that Denki knows that.
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