Sense Of Safety (Denki Kaminari x Reader)

Chapter 4 - Comfort

I walked into class with my head held high in my usual cocky manner. Denki came up behind me and slung his arms around my shoulders.

"Hiya!" He called, smiling warmly at me. I giggled at his energetic attitude though I knew that was all I wanted, to have more than 2 hours of sleep.

"Hey Denks" I replied in a fake cheerful tone, giving him a smile. We had swapped numbers yesterday and I had texted him a lot while I was at work last night before Aizawa and the others showed up, telling the blonde boy I couldn't sleep.

"Woah did you even sleep last night? I mean I know you couldn't fall asleep so you were texting me but you look like shit" he teased, messing up my hair that was the equivalent of a rats nest right now. I swatted his hand away but didn't make any move or yell at him. Denki was just an adorable little Pikachu.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT MY SISTER DUNCE FACE!!??" Katsuki yelled across the room, rolling his eyes as I glared at him. The only person that didn't seem at all affected by my glare was mom, so even if he played it off as nothing I knew he was a bit intimidated by me.

"SHUT IT YOU ANGRY POMERANIAN" I shouted back, walking over to him. He stood up and got right in my face with a smirk.

"What was that Shorty? I can't hear you when your all the way down there" he snickered, putting a hand on my head to show the difference.

I growled angrily and tackled him. Neither of us were trying to hurt the other, just pin them down.

"Y/n! Katsuki! Get in your seats!" I heard Iida yell at us but we ignored him. Soon Katsuki had me squirming under his stupid self, forcing me to looking right into that cocky smirk. I wrapped a leg around him and managed to flip us, giving me the upper hand now.

"Dude your not being very manly fighting her like that" the red head Kirishima said from behind me.

I heard a sigh from the doorway and looked over to see Mr. Aizawa standing there shaking his head. Denki immediately came over and pulled me off of Katsuki upon seeing Aizawa, and Kirishima pulled away Katsuki flashing me a huge carefree smile causing me to smile back.

"Y/n, Bakugo, why?" Was all he said as he glared us down, though it did nothing to either of us.

"He was being a shit" I growled, refusing to break eye contact with Aizawa.

"It's not my fault your short" Katsuki teased, flicking the back of my head with a stupid smirk on his face.

"DO YOU WANNA DIE!" I screeched at him, slamming my hands down on my desk and jumping out of my chair ready to strangle my brother.

"OH SO YOU THINK YOUR BETTER THAN ME?! IN YOUR DREAMS SHORTY!" He shot back, also standing up with an angry look on his face.

Immediately Denki and Kirishima grabbed my arms and tried to pull me back into my seat but I was stronger than them. Sero had tied up Katsuki to his seat with some tape which gave me an easy win if I could just get out of Kirishima's stupid grip. He had hardened his arm so it was stuck wrapped spring mine. I was ready to just drag him with me at this point.

Suddenly arms wrapped around my waist and I was pulled into a firm body, the person holding me against their chest tightly.

I looked up to be greeted by none other than Denki Kaminari's yellow hair and bright smile. He was holding my body pressed up against his and my cheeks went pink, causing me to look back down at the floor.

Now Katsuki was yelling at Denki to let me go which he did and so I sat down but not before Katsuki grabbed my arm.

I winced in pain as he gripped one of my deep razor blade cuts that also had a bruise over it from the beating last night.

He retracted his hand with a worried look on his face that quirkily turned to anger when he realized what it was from. He always blamed himself for not being able to protect me from our mom, but he didn't even know about the razor blade cuts so if he looked he would see them.

Last night I had gotten really upset and ran out of room on my hands so I stupidly made some cuts on my arms as well, some that were really deep and could be categorized as needing stitches.

He just sat down with a sad look on his face as did I, turning and pretending like nothing happened.

"Y/n will you stay after school please?" Mr. Aizawa requested, and I nodded panic immediately filling my head.

Was he going to ask me about last night or my bruises or find my cuts? Oh god what if-

My panicky thoughts were cut off when I hand rested on my thigh, gently rubbing the inside of it. I looked over and saw Denki, who was still facing the front of the room but had a tiny blush on his face.

He slid a note over to me and I picked it up, reading it discreetly. I had gotten good at passing notes since me and Katsuki would always do it in middle school.

You okay? You were tapping your foot. I hope I'm not overstepping over anything I just want you to feel better. I'm sure Mr. Aizawa isn't mad or anything.

~Denki 😁

Is what the note read. I glanced at the blonde with a small smile, moving my hand on top of his and resting it there. We both continued in with class like normal except that we were almost holding hands under the table.

A/N: Ahhhh exactly 1000 words not counting this I'm so proud for some reason!!