No Lighting Bolt Strikes The Same. (ADHD and Autistic Denki)

Uh Oh...

In the morning Denki woke up, tucked into his bed..

Denki: "*I guess my dad's tucked me in-...Wait, wait, wait! Dads?! When did I-....*" his thoughts raced even faster.

He heard the sound of footsteps coming up and decided to have some fun to push away his racing mind.

Kaminari curled back up on the bed, steadied his breathing and closed his eyes.

The door quietly creaked open and someone entered. He felt the bed dip as someone sat next to him.

Aizawa: "Hey Kaminari wake up"

He gently shook him and Denki resisted the urge to push him off. He wasn't in the mood for physical contact...

He gripped his other hand under the covers and fidgeted with his fingers.

Aizawa: "Denki.....come on....time to get up." The pro shook him slightly harder.

He heard Aizawa sigh and get up. A few seconds later he realised Aizawa opened the curtains.

It was bright....
Too bright.........

Kaminari quickly buried his face in the pillow.

Aizawa: "I see your awake. Up."

In response he jsut groaned. The act of faking sleep made him realise just how comfy his bed was...

Why get up?

Aizawa sighed agian and walked back over sitting next to Denki,

Aizawa: "I'm not playing around. Get. Up."

Denki: "This is comfy though- Eek!"

Aizawa had picked him up! Picked. Him. Up. Like. A. Kid.

He set him on the floor.

Aizawa: "Good. Your up. Hizashi is downstairs making breakfast."

Denki: "I hate you...." He plodded downstairs.

So what had he learnt?

That faking sleep to see what Aizawa will do was bad idea.

Why?

Becuase he'd then actually want to stay in bed and be picked up.

However, he was mood was lifted when he smelt bacon and eggs and rushed into the kitchen almost hitting his head if the side of the doorframe.

Denki: "Mmm..." he stared at the cooking food in aww, it smelt awesome.

Hizashi: "Good morning to you too, little listener."

Denki: "Oh morning."

Aizawa came downstairs a few minutes later as Hizashi served up food.

He put his and Aizawa's plate on the table and stared dishing up his plate.

He'd have to sit at a table with them...he'd have to do eye contact...

Aizawa: "Hey Denki? What's wrong?" He crouched infront of Denki who was staring at the floor.

Denki let out a faint whimper that only Aizawa caught.

Aizawa: "Are you not hungry?"

Denki: "no i am..."

Aizawa: "Umm......Oh! Do you not want to eat at the table?"

Denki nodded.

Aizawa went over to Hizashi and whispered something and he nodded in agreement.

He handed Denki his plate.

Hizashi: "You can go eat wherever you want little listener. We'll be here."