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Electric Love
I do not own my Hero or its characters
Your Quirk wasn’t much to blink at sadly. Although it wasn’t spectacular, you actually got into UA for the support classes. You worked hand and hand with the hero course students, that’s where you met Denki.
You helped him design some of his long range weapons, so he came by your work station constantly. He said it was because he wanted to check on the work you had done for him. In reality, he wanted to be your friend. Denki was the type of person that pushes themselves into your life and becomes one of the most important pieces that you never knew you needed. He was so energetic and silly that he was the one thing that actually made you happy. It was a pleasure to get to see him. So much so that sometimes you purposefully made mistakes so that he would have to come back to you so you could “fix them”.
You became quick friends, spending all of your time together and soon you even called him your best friend. He was your study partner, gym buddy, lunch mate, and you even carpooled together when he got his license.
School came and went but you remained friends after graduation. You were hired to work at an agency that specializes in hooking support quirks with pro heros. You went through the job interview and found out that you would be working on the development of the new hero, Chargebolt. Your eyes widened with disbelief and pure joy when you found out you were randomly assigned to Denki! You passed the interview with flying colors and were hired on the spot. Ecstatic with the wonderful news, you immediately called your parents and Denki. Your parents decided to host a dinner that night in celebration.
Denki came by your parents' place later that night with your favorite flowers and a giant smile. “Did you get it?!” His voice was at a high pitch and you just looked at him in surprise.
“If I didn’t get the job what would the flowers be for?” He glances at them tilting his head and a blush peppers his cheeks.
“My condolences.” He mutters with a pout.
“Denki, I got it!” He looks up in surprise and jumps for joy.
“I knew you could Y/N, We get to work together!”
“Yeah we do, Denki.” He stops and scratches the back of his neck. “So I have a question for you nugget.” He mumbles
“What is it?” He looked so nervous that it made your stomach knot up.
“I know that the agency is pretty far from here and you want to get out of your parents house, So I went ahead and got an apartment.”
“What?” You looked at him, a tinge of sadness behind your eyes. You always wanted to be close to him, but with the new changes, you couldn’t move out of your parent’s place just yet. You knew that one day something like this would happen, but the thought of being apart from your best friend made you feel sick.
Denki saw what you were probably thinking and chuckled a bit to himself, “Y/N, it has two bedrooms and is only a block away from the agency. Since you’re going to be my support, I thought it fitting to find a place where we both can live...together...you and me...”
“You want me to move in with you?” You were shocked. He bought a whole apartment for the both of you to be together. You blushed hard at the image of you two living together. Wake up next to him-WAIT-he said two bedrooms! Why did it make you a bit sad that you’d have your own room…
Shaking the thought from your head, you smiled and flung yourself at him in a bone crushing embrace, “Yes! Of course I’ll move with you! This is going to be so great, Denki! Thank you so much!”
***
You and Denki have lived together and worked together for the past 2 years. His popularity skyrocketed to the point of recognition no matter where he went. When on patrol, you make sure he has something to eat and in the mornings when he knows you pulled all nighters, he’d make you coffee and breakfast. You grew to love his company more and more and even felt lonely on nights when he was gone.
One night when he had to make a trip upstate, you felt as lonely as you could be. You finally got that raise you’ve been asking for and you wanted to tell Denki as soon as you got home, but you remembered that he wouldn’t be there and it made you sad. Why am I so sad that he’s gone? You knew the trip was happening days in advance and you’ve been left alone before so why all of the sudden did your home feel so cold?
Home. Our home.
The thought of ‘our home’ hit you like a ton of bricks. You always knew but you never admitted it to yourself. You were in love with Denki, and not just as a friend. As much as you tried to deny your feelings, it was true and has been true for a long time. You don’t really know how it happened, but you woke up the next day in his bed. His sheets smelt so much like him that you half expected him to be there, and that thought made you happy. You wanted to wake up next to him everyday, but it probably wasn’t what you should do. You both worked together and have been such good friends for years. What if he didn’t feel the same way about you? What if Denki didn’t love you?
You felt shame wash over you for having slept in his bed without him knowing. You tried to put the bed back the way he makes it and you shut the door, never opening it again. It became like a cursed place to you and when he came back, he wondered why you shut his door.
“Oh-um-I guess I just did it out of habit ha ha.” You became so nervous around him it made you sweat.
“Well ok then!” He didn’t notice, “How was your weekend, nugget?” His little pet name, the name he’s been calling you since you met, gave you a chill down your spine.
“Oh-um-it was- it was boring. I just stayed in and-um-watched movies. Haha…” He gave you a funny look, but you just decided to take a shower to avoid his gaze.
Your interactions lately have just been like that. You were awkward and had a stutter whenever he asked you basic questions. It was embarrassing but you couldn’t control yourself around him. All you wanted to do was just be by him. You imagined how his kisses would feel or how he would hold you at night. What it felt like for him to say your name in bed-STOP IT! You couldn’t keep doing this to yourself anymore. But what could you do...
One day, you saw a woman pull Denki to the side asking for his autograph and number. You saw him blush lightly and scratch his neck. You couldn’t help but notice how pretty she was and how red he turned when she touched his arm. A feeling of anger swelled in you, one you are not used to.
‘You’re jealous’ you thought to yourself, looking at how lovingly he laughed with that other woman. It made your heart hurt. Your stomach turned to knots and you felt the sudden urge to run her over with your car.
‘NO you can’t do that! She’s just a fan. He has so many. Does he even remember any of them? What if he remembers her…’
The thought of him dating her made your blood boil, but you knew that one day this would happen. Denki was so handsome and loving. He would find someone special to spend his life with. You wanted it to be you, but the pain in your body told you it would never be you. You couldn’t lose him, not under any circumstances. Not like this…
So you do what any rational person would do. You start avoiding him. Out of sight out of mind right?
When Denki comes home you pretend to sleep. “Hey, Nugget, I’m home!” You would hear the pitter patter of his feet as he checks your room to see you asleep. “Oh, my bad” he whispers.
You feel your heart flutter at his words and how innocent he was. Making this even harder.
How could you fall in love with your best friend? You felt so stupid. Although you tried to sleep, you knew you couldn’t so you just stayed in your room, keeping quiet so that Denki won’t come in.
This trend of avoiding him carried on for weeks. If you saw him walking down the halls at work, you quickly rushed into another room. Even if he called for you. You simply turn away like you didn’t hear him. Trying to ignore the look of hurt flashing over his golden eyes.
“I’m home, Y/N!” he sings, closing the door behind him. You can hear his heavy boots practically stomping his way down the hallway where he opens your door and notices you sleeping. “Oh.” His tone was that of sadness and he closes the door softly and you swear you can hear a sniffle.
The next day you managed to avoid seeing him at work for the majority of the morning. You would smile if this didn’t hurt so bad. All you wanted to do was be around him, but you had to get over these feelings you had.
Suddenly your arm was grabbed and a hand placed over your mouth, you were dragged into an empty office and pushed against a wall.
“Jeez you walk fast.” Denki mutters, removing his hand.
“What the hell, Denki!” Your heart racing at the closeness of you and your best friend. You could feel the rise and fall of his chest. It was so warm. He smells like leather and his cologne. It was intoxicating.
“I could say the same about you.” That look of pain passes his eyes again.
“Let me go!” You try to shake free but he tightens his grip.
“If I let you go, you’ll just keep avoiding me.” His voice is deeper and more serious than you have ever heard it and you look away from him. His work phone goes off. He’s needed for hero work. “Dammit!”
He lets go of your wrists and goes to leave but quickly changes his mind. Turning around to face you again he looks down at you. “We aren’t done here! You are having lunch with me today!” He pointed a finger in your face, a scowl across his face as if you were the villain he was going to deal with. It was a bit intense but you knew he was serious. He never looked at you that way unless it was.
“Denki, I-” You try to come up with an excuse as to why you can’t see him for lunch.
“I will carry you there if I have to and you know damn well that I can.” His tone is more playful. He could never stay mad or serious for too long. He smiles and runs out of the room, answering whoever it was that needed him. .
“You’ve been around Bakugou too much!” You call after him. You can hear him laugh at your comment and a blush filled your face as you let the image of Denki so close to you play over and over in your head.
Once your lunch time hit, he was waiting for you just outside of your work space. He insisted on driving. You two began to walk to his car, silent. He talked a bit but didn’t know what to say back so you kept your head down, nodding when a reply from you was needed. He opened your door for you like he normally did and then silence once again. Once seated, you see him grab an aux.
“Is a random playlist ok?” You nod and he started the playlist. Sounds like he picked a pop playlist which is one of his favorite genres.
As he drives along the road, he softly sings to the songs trying to break the tension in the car. The familiar beginning of a song starts to play. You look up in shock and a blush peppers your cheeks as Electric Love plays. Denki seems unphased by the song and turns up the volume, exclaiming that it’s one of his favorites. He just starts goofily singing it even more dramatically than the other songs.
-Candy
-She’s sweet like candy in my veins
You were frozen in your seat. Why is he so cool with this song. You knew he watched TikTok, How could he not know the challenge that went with this song?
-Baby, I’m dying for another taste
You look at him using the steering wheel as a drum set and how he barely hits the high notes. You see the smile gracing his lips and everything comes clear. You love this man. More than anything and you can’t stay just friends with him.
-And every night my mind is running around her
-Then it’s getting louder and louder
-Baby you’re like lightning in a bottle
-And I can’t let you go now that I got it.
The car is stopped by a red light and you look over at him. He was so perfect. All of your emotions towards him are coming up like vomit. You can’t keep doing this to yourself. “Fuck it” you mutter he turns his head to you and you grab his cheeks.
-All I need is to be struck by your electric love!
You kiss him deeply and he leans closer to you deepening the kiss. You're feeling so hot as you realize he’s kissing you back. One of his hands grabs the back of your neck, forcing you closer to his hungry lips and yours find his cheeks, squeezing with want.
HONK!
“Move!” Someone yells you both jump apart and Denki drives through the intersection hastily. Both of you are bright red and facing forward, not daring to say a word. Your destination wasn’t too far away so the awkward silent car ride was short lived as he pulled into a parking spot. Neither of you move once the car is parked. You can’t believe you just kissed him. He kissed you back. You try to remember what it felt like but guilt took over your mind. What if he didn’t actually kiss you back? What if he hates you now that you’ve ruined your friendship?
“I’m sorry Denki!” You state loudly he turns quickly to you.
“For-for what!”
“I completely understand if you hate me.” You go to open the car door. Face red and tears threatening to pour out as you try to escape the car.
“What did I do so wrong!” His words stung and you looked at him. His eyes were so sad. You knew what he was referring to. You avoiding him hurt him more than anything. You felt so guilty and shameful.
“You didn't. I-I was just making more out of us then I should’ve...”
“You haven’t said a word to me in weeks, you won’t tell me what’s wrong! Then you kiss me and try to leave.” His head falls into his hands. The courage you had when the song was playing was gone and you had fallen back into defence mode.
“No Denki, I just can’t lose you.” He looks up, eyes red.
“What makes you think you’ll lose me.” Tears roll down your cheeks, “What is going on with you? I’m so worried about you and how you’ve been acting. It’s like-it’s like I’m looking at a completely different person! Did I do something to upset you? Please tell me so I can fix it and we can be normal again.”
“I’m in love with you!” you closed your eyes hoping to not see his reaction. You couldn't stand to see him reject you after you’ve just kissed him and finally confessed your feelings. You kept them shut tight to keep your tears from leaking out, squeezing your hands into little fists. You felt his warm fingers encircle your tight fists, coxing them to open and relax for him.
“Y/N, please look at me.” He whispers and wipes the tears that did escape. “Come on nugget, let me see your beautiful eyes.”
You slowly open them and he smiles brightly. You don’t know how to react so you just sit there, forgetting how to breath. Denki places a hand on your face, caressing your damp cheek with his thumb in a soothing manner. He chuckles to himself and you look at him confused.
“Will you be mine, Please!” Your eyes widen and he smiles wider. He pulls your face closer to his and kisses everywhere but your lips, causing you to laugh. “My Buzzy Beautiful Sunshine Nugget!”
“Yes! I’ll be yours” You laugh out and he smiles the goofiest smile you have seen yet and pulls you in for a real slow and deep kiss, forgetting all about lunch.
Written by:@arabellebaby
Edited by:@mrs.clegane