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DenkixReader-Your Idiot

(art at top is my drawing ^^)

  A/N: I love Kaminari so here's a story for the pikachu-themed cinnamon roll. I modeled Reader-chan's quirk after Akutagawa's Rashomon from Bungo Stray Dogs, but tried to write in a way that will allow you to insert your own quirk. Enjoy!

You groaned and shivered as Denki, currently in his idiot mode, drooled on your shoulder yet again. You tried to push him off, but even though he should be weaker at the moment, his arms around your waist were like steel and your struggling was in vain. Your groan of defeat as you relaxed against him was answered with an unintelligent "uhh."

How had you gotten into this strange situation? Let's rewind to this morning.

You could barely contain your excitement, rolling your shoulders and bouncing in place a little. Why? Class 1-A and 1-B were having joint sparring matches as part of that day's lesson and there was one 1-B student in particular that you couldn't wait to send flying.

Neito Monoma, the prick who had insulted you and your friends several times over and flirted with you whenever he could in a most unwelcome manner.

Oh yes. You could not wait to wipe the smug grin off his face. Just imagining the look on his face when he tries to copy your quirk and realizes the mistake he'll have made in doing so made you smile mischieviously. Hard to control, your quirk could only be used at full potential after years of careful cultivation. A mere copycat couldn't hope to immediately master it in a fight without serious repercussions.

At the moment, both classes were on the training field. A ring had been set up in the center where students from each class would face off in a seven minute match. The students had been paired up randomly before hand and you had been fortunate enough to receive the opponent you wanted. Now all you had to do was wait until your turn was up.

You felt a hand intertwine with yours, feeling a slight spark from the contact. The owner of the hand, Kaminari Denki, gave you his signature toothy smile.

"How ya feeling, beautiful?"

"Excited," you replied, returning his smile. "How about you?"

"Same. Just don't get carried away, okay? Your quirk can get pretty flashy."

"My quirk? What about yours? I should be saying the same thing to you."

"I just don't want my girlfriend getting hurt," he said, resting his head against your shoulder.

You giggled as his spiky hair tickled your neck. "Don't worry! It'll be magnificent," you replied, kissing his head.

He chuckled. "You're always magnificent, (y/n). I just worry you'll get too fired up. You are facing Monoma after all."

"Young Monoma! Young (l/n)! The two of you are up!" Looking to All Might for a moment, you felt a hand on your back, causing you to spin around. Dull blue eyes bore into your own challengingly. Monoma had snuck up on you, getting close enough to touch you and copy your quirk. As he walked into the ring, you returned his stare, unfazed. You had been counting on him to pull something underhanded like this.

"(y/n)." You averted your eyes as you felt a tugging on your hand. "Please be careful." Smiling reassuringly, you gave Denki a quick kiss.

"I will. Just watch me!" You squeezed his hand before walking into the ring, looking Monoma dead in the eye, you returned his challenging stare.

Watching you enter the ring as fired up as could be, Denki sighed. Shit was about to go down.

"Begin!"

You were the first to move, dark tendrils snaking out of your back and shooting towards Monoma. Copying you, he blocked with his own tendrils. As you had predicted, his control over your quirk was weak.