I Might Die, But That's Alright - ShinKami - TransDenki

Chapter Nine

He reached for the smaller persons' throat. He wrapped his hands around the windpipe and squeezed. He squeezed and pulled at the soft, supple flesh.

"Argg-" he grabbed at the hand wrapped around his neck, hands trying to pry the large fingers away from his neck. "Ple- Arrrg." he tried to plead for the air to be restored to his lungs only to be granted a solid kick to his side.

A small string of blood fell from his lips and onto the floor beneath him.

The older man above him laughed mercilessly. "You think I'm going to take pity on you? After what you did to her? Really, you're even more pathetic than I thought." He spat onto the young boy's face; the uncut hair that was hanging in front of his eyes got soaked with the wad of spit.

He pressed around the boy's neck harder, he felt his bones bend slightly from the pressure. His vision became blurred around the edges as his body slowly became limp.

"You'll always be a useless little girl." He spat again then let go of the smaller boy's throat, but he had already passed out and he fell onto the cold hard floor, but his head didn't hit it.

His eyes flew open and he took in a large breath and his hands flew around his neck. He could still feel the hands there.

He sat up to examine the room around him, something was different. He could worry about that later.

Something cold and wet fell onto his wrist and one of his hands moved up to feel his face. he had never cried in his sleep before. What was he dreaming about? Questions flooded his head until his thought was disrupted by a rustling somewhere to his left, he let out a small whimper and curled up on himself.

"Denki? Are you ok?" the voice was soft and melodic, he almost uncurled to see what angel was sitting next to him. The soft scent of cinnamon suddenly made itself clear to his nostrils. He recognised that scent. But he couldn't be with him, right? He couldn't be in a bed next to the boy that haunted all of waking thoughts. Could he?

"Denki? Answer me please." The person sat up and rubbed a hand up and down his back. He just had to pretend that it wasn't Hitoshi for as long as he could. Which wasn't long because a soft finger found its way to the underside of his chin and slowly tilted his head up to meet with beautiful amethyst eyes.

His beath failed him as he felt a hand come up to touch his face, his eyes never moved from the perfect eyes before him. He gave a shallow nod and his lips parted slightly. A puff of air dusted on Hitoshi's lips and he poked his tongue out to wet them. Denki was drawn to the action and began to stare at the slight smirk that graced the taller boy's lips.

He leaned closer to Denki's face and talked slowly, letting his breath tickle the blondes tanned skin. "Let's go back to sleep Denki." The smirk on his lips widened when he noticed the blush on the smaller boy's face in the darkened room.

The blonde nodded and laid back down beside the insomniac. Hitoshi pulled him close to his chest and held him there. An arm was under Denki's head acting as a pillow for the shorter boy and one was around his waist—pulling him into press on Hitoshi's chest and... other parts.

He's not doing this on purpose, is he? Denki thought to himself. Am I really that easy to read?

He decided not to read to far into it and snuggled the back of his head into Hitoshi's shoulder. He fell into another dreamless sleep while Hitoshi was unable to bet back to sleep, so he opted to stay still for the rest of the night and act as Denki's personal heater and body pillow.

Hizashi opened the door to his sons' room slowly to get a peak at the boys. He saw Denki with his head buried into Hitoshi's chest and the latter was playing on his phone while he waited for Denki to wake up.

"It's time to wake up little listeners." He tried to be quiet, but he never was able to do that.

Hitoshi looked up from his phone at the door and grunted. "Let him have five more minutes Pops, my alarm hasn't even gone off yet." He huffed again as he felt Denki begin the stir in his arms. A small grunt and a cute little yawn. He buried his head back into the muscular pecs and muttered, "Five more minutes 'Toshi."

Hitoshi sent a look to his Pa that screamed 'I told you so' before he kissed Denki softly on the head and said, "Of course, go back to sleep Denks." Hizashi chuckled and closed the door softly behind himself. He went to go find Shouta to tell him that the boys would be out for breakfast in about ten minutes.

Ten minutes passed and Denki was still passed out on Hitoshi's chest. The latter had no heart to wake up the sleeping angel but Aizawa had other plans.

He walked into the room and opened to door with little finesse "Get out of bed you lazy fuck." He threw Denki's now clean clothes and Bakugou's Jumper on the bed, they landed on Denki's head and the sudden weight on top of him caused his to sit up suddenly and look around to see what had 'attacked him'. He yawned and stretched his arms above his head when he realised that there was no actual threat.

He realised too late that the jumper Hitoshi let him borrow to sleep in was extremely over sized and slipped well below him elbows; this was the first time they had seen the cuts even after Bakugou had told them about the cuts. He instantly drooped his arms when he noticed what they were gaping at and sheepishly pulled the sleeves back down.

"On second thought, why don't you two can stay home today." He looked down at the pile of clothes sitting on Denki's lap. "Which jacket is the other problem child's?" Denki sorted through the clothes until he found the larger jacket and handed it to his teacher. Aizawa shot what Denki assumed to be a meaningful look towards Hitoshi and the latter nodded solemnly. "'Zashi and I will tell you what you missed when we get home. Try to spend the day training or catching up on homework." This time he looked meaningfully at Denki. He then turned around and shut the door behind himself.

During the drive to school Aizawa told his husband what he saw and how the cuts were much deeper then either of them had expected, in turn Hizashi told his husband how cute they were when he walked into the bedroom to wake them up beforehand.

When they arrived at school they walked to 1A's classroom where Aizawa placed the jacket onto Bakugou's desk they then walked back into the teachers' lounge where they talked about what to do with Denki and how long they would be able to stay with them.

The day was spent reassuring everyone that Denki was safe and of sound mind, but he had to spend the day at home to relax and clear his mind.

The guilt was clear in Minas eyes. Aizawa talkedto her after school ended to tell her that Denki didn't blame her so sheshouldn't blame herself. "It's only natural to be curious, just try to go aboutit a different way next time." He had told her, she bowed and apologized profuselyfor the issue that she had caused, she wanted him to tell Denki that she was extremelysorry for what she said and Aizawa promised to relay the message