BNHA : Gay Ass One Shots

The Little Things About You - Kamisero

Includes;
- Denki has tics.
- Angst.
- Language.

(3rd Person)

Kaminari sat at the couch, on his knees and staring intently at the screen before him, trying to get past his friends.

His fingers slammed on the buttons as his leg started bouncing.

"Damnit!" Kirishima shouted as Denki beat him in the match. "You're so good, Denks. It's surprising because of.. Because I thought I was going to be good."

Nice save.

Sero just eyes him, knowing what Kirishima was gonna say but refusing to call him out in hopes not to start anything between the group.

Bakugou stood up, taking the controller from his hand. "Alright, it's my turn. Prepare to lose."

Denki smiled as his face twitched. "Bring it on, f-ffucker-r."

Bakugou started the match.

And the ash blonde was right, Denki was losing.

His body jolted and he misclicked, giving Bakugou the opportunity to land a few hits. "That's your own fault, maybe if you were born normal, you'd have a chance against me."

Kirishima and Mina held in their laugh.

Sero didn't find anything funny. "Bakugou."

The ash blonde grunted in acknowledgement.

"Apologize."

The room fell silent as their friends stared at both of them.

Denki twitched again but sat in his place as Bakugou paused their game. He stood up, staring down at Sero who sat on the beanbag. "What did you just say?"

Sero stood up as well, towering over Bakugou. "Apologize."

Bakugou looked amused.

"I won't repeat myself again." Sero's voice was firm as he spoke without a stutter. "He's right there, fucker."

"Okay," Kirishima laughed awkwardly as he got between them. "I think it was just a joke."

"Kirishima, sit back down. Tape arms thinks he can tell me what to do." He spoke as he stepped closer, moving Kirishima away.

"You better back the hell up." Sero stayed where he was at.

"Guys - Thh -" Denki was cut off by the tic, unable to say anything else as he twitched in his place.

"I'm not saying shit."

"Alright," Sero spoke and Bakugou laughed in victory before a fist drove down on his cheek and he was knocked cold. "Wow."

The taller turned to everyone else.

"Laughing at a comment about something Denki can't control. Such great friends."

Sero took his boyfriend's hand in his and walked off in the direction of his dorm.

...

"Yyyou didn't have to stick up for me, it was a joke." Denki smiled as he laid on the floor with a blanket.

"There's a difference between a joke and being rude. I didn't find it funny and you didn't either, your body slumped and you lowered your head."

"You pay attentionnnnn-" Denki mumbled, attempting to speak. "-nnn to me?"

"Every day." Sero spoke. "There's always more to someone."

"What do you mean?"

"Their anxiety. Their depression, their body dysmorphia. You can always find something good out of someone's flaws." Sero flipped through his phone. "Like you, I pay attention to you to make sure you're comfortable or happy in a situation."

"Why?"

"So you don't end up dying at your own hands."

"Wwwhy does my life mmmm-atter so much to you?" Denki asked.

"Because," Sero took a deep breath. "I'd be a wreck without you."