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(𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 :))
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Hitoshi was tired, hungry, and cranky. All he even had to show for the encounter with the maniac earlier was a small red patch on his face where he'd been smacked by the guy's rubber chicken. Nobody could even confirm that the man had a quirk. He later found out that the only reason the man was even on the list of people to catch was his claim that he was the real villain to beat in the world and the fact that he was assaulting people at random with a rubber chicken.

Hitoshi had been returning to his office after his patrol was complete when the man had barrelled around the corner and run straight into him. Hitoshi's first instinct had been to grip the man by the shoulders and ask if he was all right. Then the dude hit him across the face with the chicken while shouting that he would be the one who was not fine in the end. And with that response, Hitoshi easily captured the man and turned the wanna-be villain over to the two officers that skidded around the corner a few moments later.

He sighed and scrubbed at his face. It felt like he had been poked and prodded a thousand times over, but no one seemed to sense any adverse conditions caused by the quirk he had supposedly been hit by earlier. So basically, he had spent a whole bunch of time at the hospital for no reason. He let the apartment door swing shut behind him and gently toed his shoes off next to the door.

Carefully arranging his capture scarf and artificial vocal cords on the rack inside their bedroom door, Hitoshi sighed and wistfully looked over at the bed. His blond partner was sleeping in a peaceful sprawl with quiet snores escaping soft lips. He would join Denki shortly, but first he desperately needed dinner and probably a nice hot shower as well.

He smiled as he pulled out the half-eaten leftover container from the previous night; at least he knew that Denki had a proper meal two nights in a row. A minute and some unfortunately loud microwave beeps later, and he sat down at the table to all but inhale his own portion of the leftovers. He did his best to silently place his dishes in the dishwasher. Denki could sleep through alarms, fire drills, and earthquakes, but Hitoshi never wanted to wake the blond up just because he had inadvertently been careless. After cleaning up the dishes he'd used, he made his way to the bathroom and took one of the fastest showers possible. The water had hardly begun to heat when he was exiting the curtained area to towel himself off.

He roughly dried his hair a bit before wrapping the towel around his hips and heading back toward the bedroom. Just as he opened the door, his towel hit the floor as he suddenly had an armful of blond enthusiasm tackling him and trying to devour his lips.

When Denki pulled back for a moment so that they could breathe, he scooped the blond man up into his arms. He grinned as the toned legs latched around his waist securely. He slid his hands down the muscled body to support his lover's firm ass. Denki laughed and began nibbling along the shell of Hitoshi's ear before moving on to the sensitive skin behind his ear and down his throat. A low moan escaped him as Denki hit a particularly sensitive part of his neck.

Denki let out a high-pitched and undignified squeak as his legs were unwound from around Hitoshi's waist before he was casually flipped through the air and onto their bed with ease. He laughed lightly as Hitoshi followed him by pouncing onto the bed like one of their cats. The laughter morphed into a groan of pleasure as Hitoshi began licking his way up Denki's body, ending with a voracious kiss and nipping gently at the blond's lips.