The days leading up to prom were a whirlwind of excitement for Y/N. The Baku Squad and Y/n spent hours selecting the perfect dress, the anticipation building with each passing moment. As the evening approached, the Bakusquad, including Bakugo and Mina, joined in the festivities, adding an extra layer of exhilaration to the occasion.
Bakugo, with his characteristic gruffness, couldn't resist a smirk as he eyed Y/N's dress. "Not bad," he grumbled, though the hint of admiration in his voice was unmistakable.
Mina, on the other hand, practically bounced with excitement. "Y/N, you look stunning! Denki won't know what hit him!"
Y/N couldn't help but blush at their friends' teasing, though deep down, she had a secret hope that Mina's words held some truth.
As she arrived at prom, the scenary of the ballroom took Y/N's breath away. The dazzling lights, the enchanting music – it was a scene straight out of a fairytale. And amidst the crowd of students, Denki stood out like the bright light, his eyes locking onto Y/N's with an intensity that sent shivers down their spine.
Throughout the night, Bakugo and Mina made no effort to conceal their matchmaking skills, constantly nudging Y/N towards Denki with mischievous grins. And though Y/N tried to play it cool, their heart raced with excitement at the thought of being close to Denki.
Meanwhile, Denki struggled to contain his growing feelings for Y/N. Every smile, every laugh, every glance sent his heart into overdrive, yet he couldn't find the courage to confess his love. What if Y/N didn't feel the same way?
As the music swelled and the dance floor filled with couples swaying to the rhythm, Denki finally mustered the courage to approach Y/N. With a nervous smile, he extended his hand, the warmth of his touch sending sparks flying through Y/N's veins.
"Hey there, are you made of copper and tellurium? Because you're Cu-Te."
"Oh Stop"
Care to dance, Y/N?" Denki's voice was soft, almost hesitant, but his eyes betrayed a longing that mirrored Y/N's desires.
Y/N's heart skipped a beat as she placed her hand in Denki's, feeling the electricity crackling between them. "I'd love to, Denki," she replied, their voice barely above a whisper.
As they moved together in perfect harmony, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them lost in their private universe. Denki's touch sent shivers of pleasure coursing through Y/N's body, igniting a fire within them that threatened to consume everything in its path.
Bakugo nodded in approval, his gaze never leaving Y/N and Denki as they danced. "About time those two figured it out," he muttered, though a hint of satisfaction tinged his words.
The night had been a whirlwind of emotions for Y/N and Denki. They had danced, laughed, and shared intimate moments, their feelings for each other simmering beneath the surface. But as the prom festivities came to a close, an unexpected twist threatened to derail their perfect evening.
From the crowd of students bidding farewell to the night, a friend approached Y/N with a plate of brownies. "Hey, Y/N, want a brownie?" they offered, a mischievous glint in their eye.
Y/N's stomach rumbled at the sight of the delicious treats. "Sure, thanks!" she replied, reaching out to grab a brownie without a second thought.
Unbeknownst to Y/N, however, the brownie she had just consumed was infused with a potent dose of weed, a fact that would soon become painfully clear.
As the effects of the weed began to take hold, Y/N's senses were thrown into disarray. Colors seemed to blur and swirl around them, the music echoing in their ears like a distant melody. And amidst the chaos of their mind, one thought remained crystal clear – Denki.
Denki watched with growing concern as Y/N's demeanor shifted. Her eyes glazed over, their movements becoming sluggish and uncoordinated. Rushing to Y/N's side, Denki placed a gentle hand on their shoulder, his voice filled with concern. "Y/N, are you okay? You don't look so good."
Y/N blinked, trying to focus on Denki's face through the haze of confusion. "I... I think I ate something... something..." she trailed off, their words slurring together incoherently.
Denki's heart sank as he realized what had happened. Without hesitation, he took Y/N by the hand, leading them away from the crowded dance floor and towards a quieter corner of the room.
As Denki led Y/N away from the commotion of the prom, his heart raced with a mixture of worry and anticipation. He couldn't deny the rush of excitement coursing through him as he guided Y/N through the maze of the prom venue. Each touch, each glance exchanged between them sent sparks flying, igniting a fire within Denki that he struggled to contain.
Once y/n reached his car, Denki held the door open for her, his gaze lingering on them a moment longer than necessary as she settled into the passenger seat. He couldn't help but notice how her dress clung to their curves, accentuating every tantalizing curve, and the sight made his pulse quicken.
"Okay, Y/N, let's get you home safely," Denki said, his voice husky with desire as he started the engine, the sound filling the car with a low rumble that mirrored the thrum of his racing heart.
But as they drove, Denki found it increasingly difficult to focus on the road ahead. Y/N's presence beside him was intoxicating, their scent filling the car and clouding his senses. And when Y/N's hand brushed against his thigh, a jolt of electricity shot through him, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through his veins.
"Hey, Denki," Y/N murmured, their voice a sultry whisper that sent a wave of heat straight to Denki's core, "have I ever told you how handsome you look tonight?"
Denki's grip on the steering wheel tightened as desire surged through him like a tidal wave. "You... you think so?" he managed to choke out, his voice thick with emotion.
Y/N nodded, their eyes sparkling with mischief. "Mm-hmm," she replied, their hand drifting higher up Denki's thigh, their touch igniting a fire within him that threatened to consume him whole.
By the time they arrived at Y/N's house, Denki was practically trembling with desire. He helped Y/N out of the car, his touch lingering on their skin for just a moment longer than necessary, before walking them to the front door.
Once inside, Denki's mind raced with a thousand forbidden thoughts as he led Y/N to his room. Every glance, every touch sent his senses reeling, and he struggled to keep his composure as they settled in for the night.
In his room, Denki laid out blankets and pillows on the floor, intending to sleep there while Y/N took the bed. But as he turned to Y/N, ready to help them get settled, they protested weakly.
"Denki, you should be in the bed," Y/N murmured, their eyelids drooping with exhaustion.
"Are you sure, Y/N? I don't mind sleeping on the floor," Denki insisted, though his protests were half-hearted at best.
Y/N nodded, their eyelids fluttering shut as sleep began to claim them. "I'm sure, Denki. You're too nice to sleep on the floor."
With a sigh, Denki relented, climbing into the bed beside Y/N. As he settled in, he couldn't help but marvel at the sight of Y/N sleeping peacefully beside him, their breaths coming slow and steady.
And as he drifted off to sleep, Denki couldn't shake the feeling of contentment settling over him. Despite the chaos of the night, he knew that he had done everything in his power to keep Y/N safe, and that was enough for now.
In the morning, as the sun rose on a new day, Denki awoke to find Y/N still sleeping soundly beside him. And as he watched them, a smile tugged at the corners of his lips.
"Hey there, are you made of copper and tellurium? Because you're Cu-Te."
"I was just thinking... you electrify my world more than my Quirk does."
I'm literally dying, Denki Is one of my #5 favorite characters. I'll show his laid-back side in a few chapters.
