While We're Young | Denki Kaminari x Reader 18+ |

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The cool September breeze whipped through you, ticking your skin as you sped walked to your class. You quickly adjusted your bag on your shoulders as you walked, weaving through the casually walking students. Breathing heavily as you did. You jog up the steps of your lecture hall, speed walking to your class. Pulling the door opened, laughing greeted you as you stepped in. You looked around, seeing a few people littering the seats.

"Do it again Denki!" A voice made you look in the direction, seeing a redhead with long shoulder-length red hair in a half up-half down style, laughing uncontrollably. To his right was boy with a flop of raven hair that kissed the nape of his neck and brushed across his shoulders, who looked like he was high from weed or something, laughing and wiping tears from his eyes. On his left, was a boy with ash blonde hair tapered in an undercut and pushed forward kissing his forehead, arms folded angrily over his chest and grumbling under his breath.

The one known as Denki however placed his hood over his head, hunching over in the aisles, hands jabbed in his pockets, standing wide-legged and marching down the aisles, past their tables and grumbling.

"OUT OF THE WAY EXTRAS!" Denki yells making his group except one howl with laughter. He walks back towards them slamming his hands on the table. "DEKU YOU DAMNNED NERD! I'LL KICK YOUR ASS RIGHT NOW!"

"Dude it's spot on!" The red head laughed, wiping at his tears.

"I don't sound like that." The blonde grumbles turning his head away.

You placed your hand over your mouth, stiffling your laughs. Since your freshman year, you'd been sharing a few classes with this specific group of people.

Eijiro Kirishima– The Red Head. He was pretty popular from what you knew, friendliest guy you'd ever met. He'd speak to you every now and then.

Hanta Sero– The Raven. He was the chillest of the group. He'd wave to you whevener he saw you.

Katsuki Bakugo– The dirty blonde. He was obviously the mean friend of their group. You never understood how he was around a band of idiots such as the group before him, but you wouldn't question him.

Then there was him....Denki Kaminari. The electric blonde with the black electric bolt hilighted in spot of his hair that was styled just the same as Kirishima's was, slamming his fists on the table, laughing loudly. He wiped the few tears from his eyes before he went right back to laughing. You walked up the aisle past them and to your own seat, setting your bag down and getting your notebook and pen. You continue to watch them laugh at Denki, who threw his arm around Katsuki.

"It's all jokes Bakubro!" He grins, the blonde mushing his face away from them.

"Get the fuck off of me Sparkplug!" He growls, holding his hand up once more setting off small explosions as Denki chuckles once more.

"Heh, got it." Denki nods, finally taking his seat next to Sero.

Your class seemed to have went by quickly, you gathered your things and headed towards the exit, lightly bumping into Eijiro on the way.

"Oh, Sorry Ei." You smile up at him as he reaches down to ruffle your hair, a grin on his face.

"Ah, it's alright Y/N!" He says. "Lucky it was me and not grumpy mcgrumpster right?" He jerks his head towards Katsuki, who was shoving his things into his bag before throwing it over his shoulder. Eijiro leans down to you before whispering. "He's still butt hurt about Denki's impression of him."

"I heard that Shitty Hair." Bakugo says, making the both of you jump from the sound of his voice. His back was to the both of you as he walked. Eijiro looked at you and smirked before grabbing his things.

"See you later." He says before leaving with his friends. You walked out of the class behind them. Denki leading the pack away, doing his wide legged walk once more as if he was Bakugo.

"OUTTA MY WAY EXTRAS!" He yells. "NUMBER ONE HERO COMING THROUGH! THAT'S RIGHT! I'M THE NUMBER ONE HERO, NOT THAT STUPID NERD DEKU!"

Kirishima throws his head back laughing, Sero spit out his water he was drinking when Denki started speaking. Bakugo however, chased after Denki, trying his hardest to blast the poor boy to pieces.

You cover your mouth, trying not to laugh yourself. Denki always had a habit of making you laugh since freshman year. Now seniors, you were for sure you were used to his antics, but everyday he exceeded your expectations. Often times you'd snort, trying your hardest to hide your laughter so they wouldn't hear.

You walk out the lecture hall behind them, watching Bakugo chase Denki around the courtyard. His laugh and bright smile that rivaled the sun. You had to admit, Denki was rather attractive. He was absolutely your type. But you knew for sure you weren't his. He was the life of the party. Everyone loved him. They laughed at his jokes, adored his pranks, and whenever he short circuted his friends stayed close behind him. He made you wonder how he could be such a free spirit. Living without a care in the world. The Hero world was dangerous. You knew that for a fact. But Denki and his group of friends handled their work studies so well it was like they were natural born heros. They continued to run around, as if they were kids. Coming to college and furthering their education while keeping the city you knew as your home safe. It made you appreciate them so much more as people.

"Midoriya!" Denki yelled, catching sight of the boy as he ran. He grabbed hold of Midoriya's arm, spinning him around and hiding behind him. "Save me!"

Midoriya laughed, shaking his head at Denki once he seen Bakugo coming at the both of them full force.

"Kacchan impression again?" He asked, tilting his head to look at Denki, who crouched behind him.

"Red made me do it!" He laughs when Bakugo blasts his hands on the ground, leaping over Midoriya to get to Denki. "Bakubro please!"

"You're dead Sparkplug." Bakugo grits, snatching Denki up by his shirt.

"C'mon man!" Denki chuckles. "You know it was funny too! I was spot on! Baku– Katsuki NO WAIT!" The three of them erupting in child-like laughter.

They laughed, rough-housing as they always did. Just being young men in college. Denki was on Kaminari's back when he looked up, seeing you walk by on the other side of the walking path from the grassy area they rough housed in. A breath left his lips, making Kirishima flinch from feeling it on his ear.

She's so beautiful.. He thought as his eyes followed your every move, your earbuds in your ear.

"OOF!" He blinked, the impact of him hitting the ground flat on his back bringing him back to reality. He blinked up at Kirishima who foled his arms over his chest.

"Kats was talking about food you idiot." Kirishima smirks, before helping his friend up.

"Seafood!" Denki yells throwing his hands in the air.

"I swear to god." Bakugo grumbles shaking his head.

As they walked, Denki turned his head in the direction he'd last seen you, heading towards the cafe area where students often bought food from the culinary department or just hung out. He felt his chest tighten before he turned back towards his friends, throwing his arms over Sero and Midoriya's shoulders, leading the way to their food.