Communication

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1st Person
"Hey, Sparks. Can I talk to you for a second?" After what happened last night, I pull my best friend aside during our lunch break.
"Sure. What's up?"
I know I look nervous, but I'm also kind of excited. I'm not sure how to word this, so I just blurt it out.
"Will you go out with me?"
He gives me a confused look, prompting me to explain further.
"I know it sounds crazy, but it's Hitoshi's idea. He wants to share me with you. And I'd be lying if I said I hated the idea. I kind of want this." I look away shyly, giving him time to process.
"What? Why?" Denki says after a quiet few seconds.
"He knows you really like me, and that I really like you." My face is burning as I confess my hidden feelings for my best friend. "He likes watching us when we hang out and spend time together. He wants us to take our friendship a little further. But only if you're okay with it."
He looks a little upset. "Why now? I asked you out forever ago and you rejected me. But now you want me?"
"I know, I'm sorry. I didn't want to but I knew I would be leaving soon and I didn't want to lead you on. I should have told you how I felt sooner."
He seems to calm down a little and he looks like he's actually considering my offer. I reach out for his hand and give it a firm squeeze.
"You don't have to answer right now. Just promise me you'll think about it, okay?"
He nods quietly as he considers what is being offered to him.
"Fair warning, Toshi is gonna want to talk to you himself later. I just wanted to give you some time to think about it beforehand." I add. I let go of his hand and kiss his cheek before walking away, smiling to myself as I go back to our freind group.
Denki seems deep in thought for the rest of the day, and our friends notice how unusually quiet he's being. Mina tries to ask him what's going on, but he just shakes his head and brushes her off as we walk back to the dorms after class. She backs off and my phone dings with a text message from my boyfriend.

"Can you both come over after dinner?" Hitoshi's message reads.

I send him a thumbs up and wait anxiously as the time passes by. As soon as the dinner is over and everything has been cleaned up, I go find Denki.
"Sparks, it's time." He already knows what I'm talking about and follows me to the other dorm building. I lead him straight to Hitoshi's room and knock on the door. Hitoshi opens up almost immediately, inviting us inside.
"So, I assume Siren told you why you're here?" Hitoshi gets to the point so quickly.
"Yeah, she told me at lunch."
Hitoshi takes a seat in his desk chair and I make myself comfortable on his bed. Denki looks a little nervous as I offer him a place next to me. He glances  over at Hitoshi for permission, then sits close to me when Hitoshi nods his approval.
"Have you thought about our offer? Is this something you would be interested in?"
I hold my breath silently praying everything goes okay and this won't make anything weird if he does decide to reject us.
"Are you sure this is really okay? Like it's not gonna ruin anything between you and no one's gonna get jealous?"
"I know it feels a little wrong, but if we all agree to it, then everything will be okay." I place my hand on top of his.
"It's okay if you don't want to do this. There's no pressure." Hitoshi says from the other side of the room as he watches me hold my friend's hand.
"Yeah, he's right. Nothing has to change if you don't want it to. You're my best friend and I want you in my life no matter what." I'm barely paying attention to my boyfriend as I gaze into my best friend's eyes. This moment is all about him and his feelings, and I want to make sure he's comfortable.
"Yeah, okay. Let's give it a try."
I let out a happy little squeal as I hug Denki. He seems a little surprised at first, then he puts his arm around me. I look up to find him blushing as he looks down at me fondly. I reach out to brush the hair out of his eyes then cup his cheek affectionately.
"I love you, Denki Kaminari." The words flow effortlessly from my lips and I'm surprised at how quickly I was able to say those sweet words to my best friend, compared to how long it took me to realize my feelings for my boyfriend. Although I suppose my best friend has now become my other boyfriend. I officially have two boyfriends. Lucky me.
Denki smiles, getting even more flustered. "I think I love you too."
"Good. Now kiss her." Hitoshi says, smirking as he watches us.
Denki hesitates, but I run my fingers through his hair, smiling flirtatiously. "Denki...kiss me~"
I swear I see stars when his lips meet mine. Hitoshi is usually pretty gentle with his kisses, but Denki gives me the kind of passion I was hoping for. I whimper happily into the kiss, letting him know how well he's doing. He pulls back, holding my face as we both blush harder.
"How was that?" Denki asks.
"Perfect. You're a good boyfriend already," I giggle.
Hitoshi chuckles softly. "Now that's what I like to see. For future reference, she likes it a little rough. Don't be afraid to get a little aggressive with your affection. You know I'm not gonna do that in front of other people. "
I bite my lip as I stare at Denki's lips. I'm so tempted to smother him in kisses, but I hold back for now. I don't want him to feel pressured into doing anything further, but I see the mischievous look on his face that tells me how much he's into this.
"Oh, you mean like this?" Denki kisses me again, a little hard this time. His tongue playfully grazes my bottom lip, and I open my mouth for him.
Just because I'm letting him in doesn't mean I'm going to let him claim dominance right away. We make out for a few minutes, our tongues battling for dominance until I feel a little shock. It doesn't hurt very much, but it's enough to make me pull away. I wasn't aware Denki could use his Quirk like that. He flashes me a cocky smirk, then attacks my mouth with his again. I let myself be more submissive for him, already enjoying the attention I'm getting from him.
This is gonna be fun.

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