ship: hitoshi shinso + denki kaminari.
It's 1:17 a.m. when Denki rolls over in his bed and whispers, too loud for this hour, "Do you think quirks are just superpowered coping mechanisms?"
Shinso stares at the ceiling, dead-eyed, silently begging whatever gods may be listening for strength. "What?"
"I mean—" Denki props himself up on one elbow, his blanket half-draped over his head like a cape. "Think about it. Some people's quirks are, like, super specific to their personalities, right? What if they manifest based on trauma or insecurity? Like, you know, how my brain short-circuits and now I shoot electricity, and your whole thing is brainwashing—"
Shinso turns his head on the pillow and glares at him in the dark. "I will use my quirk on you if you don't stop talking."
"That's exactly what I mean!" Denki hisses, somehow excited by the threat. "See? That reaction! You're avoiding the emotional depth of the question, but you know I'm right."
"You're wrong," Shinso mutters, dragging his blanket higher up over his head like maybe, if he wishes hard enough, he'll disappear. "You're sleep-deprived and making up quirk psychology at one in the damn morning."
Denki flops back onto his mattress with a dramatic whoof. "But what if I'm accidentally a genius?"
"You're not."
"But what if."
Shinso groans loudly, flipping onto his side to face the wall. "You're lucky you're cute."
There's a beat of silence.
Shinso freezes.
He did not mean to say that part out loud.
"...Wait," Denki says, voice far too awake now. "Did you just call me cute?"
"Sleep," Shinso says flatly. "You need to sleep."
"That was a confession," Denki says, grinning through the darkness. "You can't take it back now."
"I didn't confess anything. I insulted you. It's the only way to get you to shut up."
Denki leans across the small gap between their dorm beds and pokes Shinso's shoulder through the blanket. "It's okay if you like me, you know."
Shinso is very, very still. "Denki."
"Yeah?"
"If I tell you I like you, will you finally go to sleep?"
"...Maybe."
Shinso sighs again, long and tired and just this side of fond. "Fine. I like you."
There's a soft silence.
Then: "I like you too," Denki says, quieter now, like maybe he wasn't entirely expecting the words back.
Shinso peeks out from under the blanket, one eye narrowed. "You're still not going to sleep, are you?"
"Not a chance," Denki whispers, already smiling. "Now that I know you like me, I have so many more questions."
Shinso drops his face into the pillow. "Please end me."
Denki giggles, the sound bright and boyish and warm in the dark. "Love you too, man."
And somehow, despite everything, Shinso smiles into the mattress.
(He still doesn't sleep, though.)
AUTHOR NOTE/ABI SPEAKS: i'm sorry for taking so long to update this oneshot book, my life has been quite hectic and i've been really busy BUT here i am back and ready to continue this book! it probably won't be updated frequently but i'll try as much as i can<3 hope you enjoyed some shinkami for my comeback😽
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bnha ; oneshots!! {001 → 100}
Fanfictiona bunch of oneshots and short fics about major ships and rarepairs from boku no hero academia. feel free to send requests! angst = 🖤 smut = 🔞/🍋 (less explicit) fluff = 💗 random = 🥂
