There was a thick, uncomfortable silence in the common room kitchen. Ojiro was internally panicking. He hadn't entirely thought out what he had been saying throughout their conversation and was starting to regret even coming downstairs. But there was no going back now, and he refused to be an idiot that messes up a seemingly perfect chance like in the stories he reads.
"Y-yeah," Ojiro took a deep breath to calm himself. "I'm not sure when my feelings developed, but I do like you. You're always so energetic and you never let me feel left-out. I like when you mess with my tail tufft, and it's so easy to get lost in your beautiful, golden eyes."
By now both boys were a deep, flustered red. Ojiro was about to apologize and go back to his room to hide for the rest of the weekend when a smile slowly spread itself over Kaminari's face.
"Then would you possibly want to be my boyfriend?" The shorter blond hesitantly asked.
"I would like that very much."
There was some more awkward silence between the two. "So what now?"
"Well I'm sure you would like to get back to writing your new fic."
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Kaminari was typing away on his keyboard while Ojiro sat next to him on the coach, scrolling through his phone. He was ecstatic that Ojiro had actually liked him back, though he wasn't sure how relationships actually worked outside of stories. Not to mention how awkward it is to write hard core smut about your friends next to your new boyfriend, or next to anyone really. It was four in the mourning now, and the energy drink stolen from Sero was starting to wear off making it increasingly harder to stay awake.
Ojiro broke the silence. "Do you want to go up to my room? You can continue working on your story, and if you fall asleep at least it won't be on the couch." Kaminari nodded, then grinned. "Can you carry me?"
Once the two had reached Ojiro's room, and were snuggled up on the bed, Kaminari was back to typing away on his keyboard.
"So I'm curious," Ojiro started, "You're proud to call yourself an omega in the omegaverse scenario?"
Kaminari hummed his agreement, then stating, "Submissive and breedable and proud."
Chuckling, the dark eyed blonde relaxed further into his bed. "Why don't you take a break from writing smut about your friends and sleep, you look exhausted." Kaminari pouted and scooted his laptop closer to his face. "Don't be like that, you haven't even been typing that much. Just get some rest and finish it tomorrow."
Kaminari was about to protest when a yawn prevented him from doing so. Ojiro took this opportunity to take the laptop from him, shut it down, and place it on his nightstand. Ojiro carefully, and somewhat awkwardly, pulled Kaminari closer so that they were laying down together. The blush on the electric boy was beautiful to the other. Trying to hide what was already seen, Kaminari buried his face in Ojiro's shirt. The awkward feeling melted away into one of comfort as Ojiro wrapped his arms around Kaminari. Minutes later, the shorter boy was fast asleep. Ojiro wasn't feeling too tired seeing as he had already had some sleep, but he certainly didn't mind holding Kaminari close and watching him dream, until he too was tired.
The End
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Electric Omega
Fanfiction"You're proud to call yourself an omega in that scenario?" "Of course, I'm proud to be submissive and breedable!" Ojiro likes to read manga and fanfiction in his spare time. One night he happens to find some omega verse fanfiction, but it's about hi...