bnha scenarios

kaminari denki | ☁

prompt: denki struggles to figure out a way to confess to his childhood best friend.
category: fluff
character: number 1 simp
word count: 3614
song: angel or devil by tomorrow x together (txt)

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Please tell me, what should I choose
Angel and devil, out of the two
This fight in my head
Just you, you be the umpire please

KAMINARI WAS AT ODDS with himself, brows furrowed as he swung his legs on the counter. He was lucky that Iida wasn't around otherwise he would've gotten yelled at by now. She was the closest to him in terms of relationships in general and he wasn't exactly ecstatic for that friendship to potentially sink because of his stupid actions.

Part of him sometimes felt the urge to pin her against her bedroom wall and ask for consent so smoothly, to the point where she'd be puckering her lips before he even inched closer. However, he knew better. Stupid hormones. He frowned; he didn't want to pull a Mineta. "Denki, can you move? Todo and I want to bake," He blinked wildly, head jolting up.

Y/n stared at him weirdly, waiting for her friend to move so she could grab the bag of sugar that was stocked in a cupboard near him. "Y-Yeah, sure." The blond nodded quickly, slipping off the counter as he headed off to his room. "Is something off about him to you?" She muttered as Todo glanced at her, lazily shrugging.

"I can't give you advice; I'm the one that needs therapy here."

(Woo babe)
I want to reach inside your heart, inside your heart
(Woo babe)
I want to hold an engagement ceremony in your heart

He tiredly sighed, setting his hand on his forehead. He found it hard to sleep nowadays too, the thoughts eating away at him. He wouldn't be surprised if she put two and two together soon; he couldn't avoid her nor could he lie or act his way out of all of their recently awkward encounters. It was clear to them (and the class) that their friendship was a little rocky.

And needless to say, it was Denki's fault.

He let out a groan, squeezing his eyes shut.

I just want to hold her hand, is that too much to ask?!

Knock it off already with things like worrying
Dating is just like the lottery
If you want it to go well, scratch at it first
Just make it happen like a real man

He couldn't believe it. He was an idiot. The bouquet of flowers were held loosely in his hand, his sweat already beginning to coat the plastic wrap that surrounded it. He wouldn't be surprised if the ribbon holding the flowers together shot her with static either. Right when he thought he could get away with his not-so-secret confession, he was caught.

"Denks, what are you doing with a bunch of flowers?"

Kirishima was coming back from working out, fixing his t-shirt as Denki caught a glimpse of his sweaty abs. Kirishima gave him a weird look, one brow cocked as he stared at his friend. "Um. . . well. . . " He started, but immediately stopped at the sight of his best friend who was approaching from behind Kirishima, Mina at her side.

The two were giggling about something, but seemed to quiet down at the sight of Kaminari. Y/n gave him the same weird gaze that Kiri did, the two beyond confused. "I was just going to put flowers in the. . .dorm, yeah! The dorm!" He seemed to catch himself (terribly) choking on his own spit as he stuttered.

Y/n merely nodded, carrying on with Mina. Kirishima didn't seem to let it go though, his eyes trailing Denki's lovesick gaze before he broke into soft laughter. "So, that's why you have flowers?" He tilted his head, a supportive grin shaping his lips as he stared at his best friend. "Have you been trying this entire week to do that?"