Deadly Little Pikachu ll Mafia Denki x F. Villian Reader (Smut)

10. Sore- Inside & Out (Pt. 1)

I woke up to the sound of gentle breathing on my collarbone. Denki had burrowed his head into my neck, his soft hair brushing against my cheek and neck. His face twitched like he was having a dream- a pleasant one. I watched him for a while then wrapped my arms around his naked body. I fell asleep again, having dreams of my own.

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When I woke up again, I was greeted with Denki's loving gaze.

"Good morning, little Pikachu!" Denki said after he kissed me.

"Morning. Hey, um, can we do something today?"

"Are you sure you're up to doing something? I was a bit too rough again, babe," he chuckled.

"I'm a little sore, but it's not too bad. Maybe we can commit a little crime as a date."

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We went out to Tokyo and started to destroy random buildings, making sure we left casinos, bars, clubs, and villian bases alone. Civilians screamed as they realized that two of Japan's most dangerous villians teamed up. News reporters thought they were risking their lives recording us, but in reality, villians don't kill the people making them famous. As we destroyed the city a little bit, we talked and laughed, enjoying our time together. When it became late, we hid from the police in the shadows then went into the nearest underground bar and ordered some drinks.

"Hey, Y/n. They even have gambling here. We should come here again."

As soon as Denki said "gambling," I was off to join the new game of poker. I played for hours, winning hands left and right and ordering another drink each win. After Denki realized this, he came over and pulled me aside right before I ordered yet another drink.

"What?" I asked, slurring the word.

"While it's impressive how you started with a few yen you found by the side of the road and now you have several thousand, you need to stop," he said looking into my eyes, his tone worried.

"Noooooo," I whined.

"You're drunk. You've had way too many drinks."

"I'm not *hic* drunk *hic*"

"Yes you are. Let's go."

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By the time I woke up the next day, it was early afternoon and I had a splitting headache. I groaned from the pain and buried my face into what I thought was a pillow but was actually Denki's chest.

"What the..? Firefly? Are you feeling okay?"

"No... my head hurts."

"You had quiet a few drinks last night. You had 23 bottles of beer, 5 shots of whiskey, and a margarita. Great taste, by the way."

"Ugh, I need to stop doing that..."

"What do you mean? Wait, are you an alcoholic?"

"Yes, I'm an alcoholic... I thought I was recovering, but I guess not. Damn, I'm still sore from the other day..."

"Shit, sorry about that. I should've been more careful."

"No! No. I like it like that. Don't apologize."

We laid there in silence until he broke it.

"Want something to eat?

"Is that a question?"

He came back quickly, carrying a plate of scrambled eggs and a glass of water.

"Here you are, Pikachu!"

I looked at the eggs closely before I took a bite.

"Hey, these are good! You didn't burn them this time," I exclaimed, pleased that my taste buds weren't going to be tortured.

"Yeah, not this time. I paid better attention to them," he stated placing his hand on his head out of embarrasment.

I quickly finished the meal and almost immediately he took my plate and returned with another glass of water.

"Drink up," he ordered, "or that hangover won't be leaving anytime soon. I also have advil and an icepack."

"Thanks, Alleycat," I teased.

"Aw man. You're still calling me that?"

"Yes."

Denki pretended to be hurt but broke the facade when he started to laugh.

"I did say you could call me that, didn't I?"