Welcome to my Christmas themed section, I will try to get out some more holiday ones during my break!
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Quirk: Temptress- user is automatically able to read their opponents desires and conform to meet them, is very attractive and very quick. Can make herself irresistible to target.
~flashback to three hours prior~
A binging session of The Great British Baking Show: Holidays had sparked you and your fiancé's creative spirit in the kitchen.
"I have the keys, let's go!" A beanie was pushed upon your head.
"Alright, we can go!" Kaminari smiled at you before plunging his face into his scarf to protect his nose from the cold winters of Japan. You got in the drivers seat and started the car, but before hot air could come out of the vents, jets of frigid air attacked you both.
"Brrr!" you drove in frustration at the cold conditions inside and outside of the car and Kaminari laughed at your petty frustration.
"You are adorable." He leaned his head against the passenger window and simply gazed in awe at you. Your blush was supposed to fade away in the new warmth of the heat blasting in your face, but it didn't as embarrassment was evident
"Shut up sparky." You shook your head but you couldn't deny the grin that stitched itself on our face.
The car pulled into a parking spot and you both entered the store hand in hand. You grabbed a shopping cart and pushed it toward the baking aisle. You grabbed bags of flour, sugar, sprinkles, cans of frosting, piping bags and everything else needed to make Christmas cookies. You went through checkout with little resistance but you did have to slap Denki's hands when he tried to open a bag of sugar before you had scanned it.
"Dude cut it out, we have to pay for it!" it wasn't that hard of a slap, but it was enough to stop him. He hugged you in a way that was almost more of a leaning upon you, hindering you from moving your arms which was necessary for self-checkout.
"I love you, even when you're mean." He complained in an adoring tone.
"I'm not being mean, and I love you too." You inserted your debit card into the slot, finished paying, grabbed your groceries and headed out to the car. You were about to put the bags in the back when he put his hands on yours.
"I'll put these in the trunk, you can heat up the car." He grabbed the first bag and smiled cutely.
"Okay." You finished heating the car just in time for Kaminari to get into a warm vehicle, "Let's go make some cookies!"
~Time skip because of two kinds of Sunny D~
The smell of baking sugar cookies wafted out of the oven and left you hungry.
"Ugh, I can't wait to eat these, they smell so good!" you groaned and collapsed on the floor.
"I can't wait," he knelt down on the floor next to your head, which you moved onto his lap, "to show you that I am the better cookie decorator y/n." He gloated, shaking his head cockily and revealing an overconfident smirk that spurred you to an adrenaline filled competitive mode. You launched yourself up from the floor and stood, legs far apart and hand on your hips.
"Denki, please, we both know I am the more artistic one and there is nothing you can say that will prove me wrong. In fact, I can go get out the report cards from when we took art as an elective together." You ran from the room and dove into the depths of your closet to try and find the old box you had stored full of old schoolwork from 4 years ago. You found your art report cards and ran back to the kitchen.
"L/n has talent like I have never seen. Her realism is so real, her works could just come to life." You read the black ink note at the bottom of the page.
"Kaminari is creative but struggles with neatness and keeping his ideas to himself." Your feet transferred from the carpet of the living room to the laminated wood of the kitchen.
"I think it is evident who is the-" lukewarm sticky strings launched at your face. You dropped the papers and your hands flew to your face. Green frosting coated your fingertips. Denki stood nearly 5 feet from you with two loaded piping bags full of frosting.
"We'll see who's bragging when I'm done." He squeezed the bags again and Christmas exploded on your apron. His smile only made the small victory worse. You reached for a canister of sprinkles and ran behind your Christmas tree.
"You can run but you can't hide. The sharp pine needles bored into your skin, it hurt but it wasn't that bad.
~back to present~
"Stop it Denki!" a string of sticky red frosting was shot from the kitchen at you, which was blocked by the Christmas tree. Blindly, you launched a hand of sprinkles at your attacker, zapping caused mini sugar explosions in the sprinkles trajectory, decimating the projectiles. You were desperate, you had nothing left. All the frosting was with him and he had most of the decorations. The last option you had was not a good one, but at this point you were willing to try anything.
"Alright, Kaminari," You emphasized his last name, which you never called him by except for three occasions, "If that is how you want to play," one, you were mad, "I'll play your game," two he was in trouble, "let's begin." Three, you wanted something, most of the time, him.
You ran out from the tree and gave him a little show as you slowed to a saunter, you took off your apron and tossed it onto a couch hoping that frosting didn't just get on the clean clothes piled there. As you walked closer, each step more and more seductive in its gait, he became more and more flushed, stepping back carefully till he was up against a wall. You slowly unbuttoned your blazer and hung it on the back of a chair that you passed by; noting that in front of that chair on the table were the two bags of frosting. You trapped him against the wall with your weight and you flung one arm on his shoulder and one around his waist thoroughly exposing your chest. He murmured something about this not being part of the recipe when you traced the stitching of his shirt with your more elevated arm and lowered it to his thigh. You stood on your tippy toes and whispered in a sultry voice,
"All is fair in love and war." You flipped the bottom of his apron up and blinded him as you grabbed one bag from the table, stepped back to Denki who had tripped on a curtain rod that had fallen amongst the commotion. You straddled him, easily capturing him. You cockily began to draw little lines in green frosting on his chest when you were interrupted by the unwholesome sound of the cookie timer.
"Darn, we'll have to continue this another time." You stood up, offering a hand to Denki who was in a state of stupefaction, but he quickly came back to his suave self. He rejected your offer and put a straight face on, one that scared you.
"Denki?" He opened the oven and with a glove, pulled the tray out, placed it on the stovetop, closed the oven and turned it off.
"Denki, we still have more dough to-" The warm glove held your hands above your head and allowed Kaminari to take excess frosting from his abdomen and transfer it to yours.
"I think we have other, more creative pursuits to attend to, wouldn't you say so L/n?"
Well shit.
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