i am god. ||shinkami||

11

Kaminari laughed after taking a sip of his tea. The two had been talking for hours now, discussing and laughing and trying not to spill their drinks.

Shinsous hair was down now, rather than sticking up like it usually was.

"c'mere," the blond said, moving around to sit right behind shinsou. He grabbed a hair band from the bedside table drawer and got to work, starting up with messing Shinous hair around. This wasn't crucial, he just wanted to touch it.

"what are you doing?" the purple haired boy asked, tilting his head back to look at the other with a smile.

"shhhh, i'm braiding your hair, now stay still."

Shinsou sat while his hair was played with, closing his eyes while the two made a bit of small talk to pass the time, Kaminari gently hitting the taller in the head when he laughed too much and doubled over.

"So are Kirishima and Bakugou, like,?"

"yeah, they've been a thing for like, ever."

"their parents are okay with it?"

"yeah of course, Kiri's parents are really sweet, and Kat's mom just doesn't care. Honestly i used to be a little jealous of them since they're so all over eachother, but it's not like my options are wide open so."

"options?"

"well yeah, there's like seven princes who like boys, two of which are dating eachother, two of which are basically already betrothed, and two really aren't my type."

"whats your 'type' then?"

"well the two princes are super feminine, which is perfectly alright, but i like 'em tall and strong, y'know? whats yours?"

"oh," Hitoshi started. He'd never been asked this before, it was honestly a bit of a surprise considering he'd never thought about it. "I mean i don't know, i can't really pinpoint anything, i like pretty though, confidence is refreshing." he looked a the ceiling. Kaminari secured the french braid he was making and came back around, throwing his leg over Shinsous lap to see if there were any errors.

Hitoshi could feel his face get red, the other boys chest was right in front of his face, and while he tried to avert his eyes out of respect, he couldn't help but let his vision trail a bit.

Denki sat back down, ending up in Shinsous lap, although he didn't really realize how that looked, or how that'dmakehimfeel f u c k i n g h e l l.

he whispered a "sorry" and scooted away

"perfect!" Denki beamed. "look"

He held up a golden hand mirror so the other could look at himself. the taller smiled and playfully scoffed, trying his best to pretend he didn't adore the friendly attention. He didn't have a care in the world, it was just him and a pretty blond boy, in a room together, in an otherwise empty bed, with a locking door,,,,

he was getting ahead of himself. they were friends. good friends who cared about eachother in a friendly way. Hitoshi certainly didn't like him like that. that'd be weird. because they're friends. and they're boys.

Kaminari moved the tea set off of the bed and onto the dresser and sat down. "you like to read, right?" Shinsou nodded. "cm'ere"

the shorter let Hitoshi down a few hallways and down down down a flight of stairs, stopping at big tall doors. "the Bakugou's have the most amazing libraries,," he said, opening the door. He tried to be quiet, seeing as everyone else was presumably asleep by now. "take a look."

As the doors opened all the could be seen were tall wooden pillars and shelves filled to the brim with books of every topic. poetry, music, historic writing, classics, history, fiction, and everything previously listed in at least eight different languages.

"my god.." Shinsou whispered, taking in the beautiful sight. he walked in, not knowing where to start. the other wasn't much of a reader, so he just watched him stumble around like a lost dog in a pet store for a while. he thought it was cute.

It took them at least 45 minutes before they snuck back up, both their arms filled with books that Hitoshi planned to read. They set them down on the floor next to the doorway and started sorting. Poetry and fiction were the two most prominent genres, a little shakespeare and homer thrown into the mix along with some greek mythology and a couple books in french and latin.

"what's this?" the blond asked.

"Odusia. Translation of The Odyssey by Homer, translated by Livius Andronicus." he replied.

"Oooo, i love a midsummers night," Denki said, pulling a book out of the pile.

"want me to read it to you?"

The two sat on the floor against the bed frame when he started reading, both in their pajamas.

"The old man wanes! she lingers my desires like a step-dame, or a dowager, long withering out a young man's revenue. Hip. Four days will quickly dream away the time; and then the moon, like to a silver bow new-bent to heaven, shall behold the night of our solemnities." He began, continuing to read for far too long. soon he realized Kaminari was asleep on his shoulder.

He smiled, setting the book aside, taking a minute or two just to enjoy the moment and gaze at the others pretty face.

"thank you." he whispered, quiet enough not to wake him. He scooped him up gently, carrying him to one side of the bed and setting him down to rest, pulling the blanket up before getting on his own respective side.

Just as he was falling asleep he felt a light hand on his shoulder and turned around to find a half asleep Kaminari reaching out for him. the smaller dragged his arm out and scooted over, his head laying on the others arm, his face buried in his chest and his arms pulled flush to his torso.

Shinsou didn't panic. Something about the darkness and the warmth made it so he wasn't embarrassed. Denki relished in how the feeling of the others strong arms snaking around him made him feel safe, and having somebody there with him made Hitoshi feel the same. They both fell asleep in a tangle of the other, not a care in the world, without a sound.

A/N:
       short chapter, only 1000 words. next one will be longer.

A/N 2:
balls i thought this was the next chapter and not this one. next one will be out later 2nite probably