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Denki’s behavior these past two weeks doesn’t go unnoticed by Hitoshi.
At first the younger just assumed that Denki wanted more intimacy and it wasn’t a wrong assumption since they hadn’t really done anything in a while, but then it started to get slightly excessive.
It started with regular touches like holding his hand more, rubbing down his arms and back and sitting in his lap. As much as the other don’t LIKE how much pda the two show, Denki’s more tame now so none of this seemed weird to them.
Then the rubbing started going down to Hitoshi’s thighs - even having his hands rub on Denki - and shifting his hips when he sat on Hitoshi to tease him.
Don’t get the purplenette wrong, he loves his boyfriend and he knows that he wouldn’t do anything too extreme that crossed boundaries or bothered other people but for some reason it was like this was happening everyday and Hitoshi wanted an answer.
The extra touching always led to sex and even if Denki consented, sometimes it didn’t seem like he was truly in it, more like he wanted to rile the other up and make only HIM feel good and leave himself dry and empty.
Hitoshi never liked that and even said in the beginning of their relationship, sexually or non sexually that he wanted them both to be satisfied and if he’s the only one feeling happy then he doesn’t want it.
Denki just doesn’t understand that concept though and Hitoshi needs to figure out why before they’re both unsatisfied.
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That whole plan almost goes out the window when Hitoshi feels Denki’s kissing and sucking on his neck.
They were supposed to be studying for their math quiz when the blonde started feeling antsy again. Hitoshi let him do his usual touching but suddenly everything became a blur when all he could feel were lips on his skin.
He groans and tugs at Denki’s hair which gets him to pull back and sit on his heels.
“Too much?”
“No no just.. let’s go slower yeah?”
Denki’s eyebrows furrow but he nods anyway. He sits on Hitoshi’s lap and pecks at his lips when the other wraps his arms around his waist.
Those small pecks turn into a slow and slightly lazy makeout with both men panting into each other's mouths, but it quickly becomes more passionate - on Denki’s end anyway - when the blonde picks up the pace and suddenly it’s like they’re both fighting to stay connected to each other's mouths, which isn’t what Hitoshi wanted at all.
When he pulls back, Denki whines and pouts.
“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”
“I do what to I just-”
“No no it’s fine! You don’t want it, we can keep studying.”
That makes Hitoshi’s eye twitch. Fuck the plan at this point, he doesn’t like when Denki assumes he wants nothing to do with him.
He pushes the blonde against the bed and starts kissing down his neck which makes the other whimper and grip his hair.
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Hitoshi notices that uninterested and almost disgusted look in Denki’s eyes again. He stills his hips which makes Denki look at him confused.
“But you’re not do-”
“You don’t want it.”
“What are you talking about? Of course I want it!?”
Hitoshi starts moving his hips again and when Denki has no reaction, he stops again.
“Stop lying to me. I thought we didn’t keep secrets from each other.”
“We’re not, I just-”
“Yes we are, yes YOU are. Denki, just tell me what happened.”
That gets the other to tear up and shrug. Hitoshi immediately pulls out and holds him.
Twenty minutes pass before Denki actually speaks,
“I feel like I have to.. like my whole life I’ve had to make others feel good because they wanted it from me and made me think I’d like it too..”
Hitoshi raises his eyebrow.
“Baby, what are you talking about?”
Denki tenses and looks up at the younger.
“Y-you don’t know?”
“Know what..?”
Denki sniffles and fully sits up.
“When we had that sleepover in Mina’s room with everyone? We were talking about our families and our quirks n stuff and when it was my turn I brought up my aunt.”
“Yeah, you said hers was similar to your dads but you never really understood what it was because she moved to America.”
“Yeah, well I lied. She didn’t move to America, she got arrested and she’s still in jail. She got arrested because of me.”
Hitoshi’s eyes widen and he starts rubbing Denki’s hip.
“I just.. she told me it’s something people do when they really love each other.. and I love my family but I didn’t know it wasn’t normal.”
Hitoshi lets the words repeat in his head a few times before realizing what Denki meant. Suddenly it’s like the temperature of the room dropped and his body is frozen.
“Happened with people at school too. They told me I could trust them because we were best friends but.. I didn’t want to be their best friend, I wanted to be me and I wanted to be left alone.”
Denki sniffles and glances at his boyfriend.
“Hanta’s the only one who knows. I begged him not to say anything even though he still wants to sometimes. I guess I was just thinking about it a lot recently and panicked because to me it felt like we were getting distant and I don’t wanna lose you. I don’t know if you felt that same way though.”
Hitoshi gets what he means. He’s been training with Aizawa more so it’s usually taking up a lot of his time and honestly if he were Denki, he’d be nervous too.
That doesn’t mean he’d go about it the same way but he’s not Denki and he’s never had that happen to him before so who is he to tell his boyfriend how he should feel or act?
He grabs a pair of shorts off the floor - whether they’re his or Denki’s doesn’t matter - and Denki’s shirt before putting them on him. He grabs the other pair of shorts and puts them on himself.
“Hit-”
“We’re gonna relax for the rest of the night okay? Whatever movie you want, whatever snacks you want, hell if you want me to go down and make something I’ll do it! But what we were doing is stopping right now and it’s going to be stopped for a while until I know you’re okay. I don’t want you doing this because you think I need it, I want us to do this because YOU want it to. If we never have sex again because you don’t want it, I’m okay with that! If we have sex everyday because you do want it, I’m okay with that! I just need us to be on the same page, okay?”
Denki hugs Hitoshi tightly when the other wipes tears off his face, his touch softer than anything he’s felt in his life.
“I-I’m so-orry!”
“Shhhh.. don’t apologize. It’s not your fault, it never was.”
Things won’t be fixed overnight but Hitoshi’s okay taking it day by day. Even if he has to repeat the same thing to Denki every two minutes everyday, he’s more than happy to. He’s just glad his baby is listening.
“And hey? Is it okay if we tell Aizawa tomorrow? Not to bring up the past and make a whole thing about it but maybe to get you some help or some coping mechanisms so you don’t always resort to sex n stuff? I love you both ways but I love you way more when you’re not putting yourself out there because you feel others might like that version of you best.”
Denki gives him a watery smile and nods.
“Yeah.. we can do that.”
Hitoshi smiles and kisses him.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”