𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐒 // Denki Kaminari x Reader

𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏

You were now, once again, walking home.

The sky glowed a bright azure colour, and clouds were easily spotted above your head. Honestly, it was a nice scene, the weather was nice, it was quiet and so on.

You'd decided to go back to your house instead of the dorms because in the next half ten or so minutes, they would most likely be trying to talk to you. And, since none of them knew where you lived, it would be harder to see you in person.

Sighing, you lumbered down the street, trying to keep him off your mind. Although, for obvious reasons, it didn't work at all.

Just the thought of them together made you feel weak in a way. You weren't known as weak, people often found you intimidating due to your cold exterior before they got to know you, but right now, in the point in time, it was the weakest you've ever felt.

It wasn't like you could solve this problem yourself, they obviously liked each other in your eyes. It would be cruel to try and separate them for your own gain, you told yourself no matter how much you wanted that for yourself. You just couldn't bring yourself to wreck what they had because of your selfishness.

"Ugh. Why can't everything just be fucking normal again?" You cussed under your breath, not knowing someone had been listening to you. "I'm so dumb," you said slightly louder, dryly chuckling in pain. "Did I really think that much of myself to think everything would just be fine in the end?"

The person who was listening intently found your words against yourself painful in their opinion. At that, a single tear fell from their eye and they bit their lip just to stop themselves from saying anything.

~timeskip~

You had just arrived back home to see that the house was empty. You peeked your head into each of the rooms just to double check yourself.

Shrugging it off, you just presumed they were busy with work and didn't have a chance to call or text you right away. Taking this as a chance, you picked up your classic yellow sleeping bag up from your bedroom floor, you pulled it down the stairs and into the living room.

Situating yourself comfortably in the sleeping bag, you rested your eyes and decided to have a quick nap to take your mind off things for the moments you could.

It probably wouldn't be long before your phone started to blow up with multiple messages asking where you were and if you were okay. So this was probably all the time you could get before they realised you weren't in your dorm.

"Ugh," you groaned, rolling over and onto your side, readjusting yourself to your own comfort. Hearing slight rustling and voices outside, you tried to ignore it, "Fucking neighbours I swear-"

You cursed before being cut off by the sound of knocking on your front door.

Being half asleep, you didn't take any caution into opening the door right away.

Slowly, you unzipped the sleeping bag and slipped out, composing yourself before standing up straight. Feeling that your hair was clearly messy, you tucked a piece behind your ear and yawned widely and sleepily.

Waddling to the door, you wiped your eyes with the back of your wrist and took the keys into one of your hands. Fiddling with the lock a little bit, the door finally unlocked and you opened the door and looked at the person staring right back at you.

Your eyes widened, and you could feel your throat becoming dry. Lips pursing, you took a breath before beginning to talk.

"Why the fuck are you at my doorstep, Denki? "