My Hero Academia ship Oneshots

Right person, Wrong time - ShinKami /Angst/Comfort/

WARNING GAY
ENGLISH I NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE.
This hurt a lot to write, and the ending is bittersweet so please enjoy being hurt like I was.

"I love you," Kaminari managed to say in between sobs. Each sob seemed to echo in the room, blending with the sound of tears that streamed down his cheeks. He felt Shinso's comforting touch as his hand softly stroked through Kaminari's hair, a gentle and soothing gesture. His head nestled against Shinso's chest, Kaminari found himself in his embrace, feeling the steady rise and fall of Shinso's chest as they both lay together on the bed in Kaminari's dorm room.

"I love you too"

Wishing Shinso hadn't said that Kaminari remained silent. Knowing that they still loved each other made the breakup much more difficult. The fact that they didn't want to do this made things worse. Though they both felt that this was the right decision, they kept wishing it wasn't. Right person at the wrong time.

As Kaminari buried his face into the comforting warmth of Shinso's chest, tears glistening against his skin, he couldn't help but notice the delicate wetness of Shinso's own tears trickling down onto his head. With each hitched breath that shook Shinso's frame, Kaminari could feel the rise and fall of his chest, a rhythm that synced with the heavy sobs that echoed through the room. In that timeless moment, the world seemed to fade away, suspended in a space where their entwined embrace was the only reality. Neither of them wanted to let go, knowing this would be the last time they cuddled. And in the middle of their mutual grief and silence, they took comfort in each other's embraces, valuing the intimacy that would soon only exist in their memories.

"Do me a favor..."

"Hmm?"

"Stay until I fall asleep... and then leave before I wake up"

Shinso closed his eyes and took a deep breath before responding.

"Okay"

The next morning Kaminari woke up feeling a heavy weight in his chest, his hands instinctively reaching to rub his eyes, now puffy and swollen from the tears that had dropped down his cheeks throughout the night, a silent testament to the depth of his pain. The realization washed over him - he had indeed spent the entire night crying.

Looking around the empty room, Kaminari's heart ached with a mixture of longing and regret. Shinso had honored his wish to leave before he woke up, leaving Kaminari all alone. He yearned for just one more moment beside Shinso, to wake up to the warmth of his presence.

Lying back on the bed, Kaminari curled into himself, his body instinctively seeking solace in the solace of his own embrace. His knees drawn close to his chest, arms wrapped tightly around them, as if trying to shield his heart from the sharp edges of despair. As the door creaked open, Kaminari made no effort to look up. He knew without a doubt that it wasn't Shinso returning to him.

"Denki?"

Upon hearing the words of his red-headed friend, Kaminari slowly sat up, his eyes scanning the space before him. To Kirishima's left stood Sero, while on his right was Mina, and right behind him was Bakugou. The weight of his emotions became overwhelming, and tears streamed down his cheeks, mingling with the remnants of his earlier sobs. His cheeks were hurting from the constant cycle of crying, and every single drop hurt to remind him of his suffering. Kaminari was stuck in the past even with his friends' comforting words and physical touch. He felt hugs and pats, he could hear their consoling voices but none of that mattered. None of that could change the past or fix his broken heart. Their comfort provided a momentary bandage for his heart's open wounds, but the unchangeable past hung over him, casting a darkness that their good intentions could not fix.