BNHA - One shots

I'm not here to make friends - Shinsou x Denki quirkless au

Another punch. Next a kick to the ribs. Another to his legs. The messy purple haired boy lay on the ground as the bullies from 1A surrounded him, pummeling him until he was a dark bruised and bloodied mess.

The last thing he felt before passing out was a sharp shock of electricity burning his side that was on the ground- this shock also looked like it stopped the others though as he slipped unconscious content that the punches have stopped.

He soon woke up- in a dorm room that wasn't his? He looked around as he got a whiff of something burning. "Shit-" he heard someone yell before he saw a blonde kid run for his small kitchen. "Aizawa's going to kill me..." he heard him mumble under his breath. 

"Hello?"

The blonde kid turned as he ran towards him, giving him a tight hug. "Holy shit you're not dead thank god!" The purple mess chuckled a little. "Thanks?" he asked, was he the one who electrocuted him? "I'm so sorry I saw some assholes hurting you, you looked pretty bad, so I may or may have not electrocuted the water that was under them..." he explained slightly. It had rained earlier on so that was probably how he did it. 

"Thank you so much...can I use your bathroom?" he asked slightly, his side was aching like mad and his head was spinning. "Oh sure~" he smiled and helped him up and to his bathroom door.

he shut the door and took his shirt off, looking in the mirror at the new burns and marks down the side of his body, reaching up to his neck slightly. They didn't really hurt- only small aches. He then also noticed that he had patched up wounds on his side and on his jawline. The other must have patched him up while he was asleep. He also noticed a small band-aid over his nose that had purple roses on. He must have put that on to cheer him up. He smiled softly a little to himself as he felt his face heat up.

He pulled his shirt on before stepping out again. "Thank you, I was just checking out the damage," he explained, limping slightly. The blonde must have noticed as he helped him back to the couch. "The name's Shinsou, Shinsou Hitoshi..." the blonde mumbled as he sat down, one arm wrapped around his side. "I'm Denki, Denki Kaminari~" he smiled happily as he handed him over a plate with a blackened waffle on it. "Sorry, I'm not the best cook..." he turned away, rubbing the back of his neck as he sat down beside him. 

"What happened to the others?" Shinsou asked quietly. "Oh! Well, the girl that was just watching- the tanned girl with a pink afro didn't really get hurt because she was sat on the wall. The red-haired boy probably took the most thought he wasn't really hurt much. Though the blonde kid who was the one hurting you also was knocked out. At the most, they have a few new burns on the bottom of their feet and maybe a few up their legs. Whatever they're not gonna bother you, mainly because it will probably hurt to walk~" he smiled, it was actually kind of scary at how calm he was. 

"You really saved my skin out there you know?" he smiled as he took a bite of the waffle, instantly regretting it as he swallowed it anyway. "It was nothing...I used to hang out with them but..things happened so..." Shinsou looked up at Denki, a little confused. "Sorry, I should explain...I met my ex-boyfriend when I was hanging around them but- when the others realised we were dating the blonde kid kinda got mad, like really fucking mad. I managed to hide from him thanks to my ex, but he was caught and beaten...well...he ended up beating him to death. He beat him until he was unconscious and then some more and he died a little bit later in the hospital...Sero was the best..." he smiled sadly to himself as he mumbled the last bit under his breath.

"Holy shit- I'm so sorry..." He choked out, he now knew why they had targeted him- he was an openly gay guy. "If you ever need to talk I'm here for yo-" he was cut off by the blonde hugging him tightly. Shinsou wasn't really good with affection yet he still hugged back, smiling softly as he comforted the sniffling boy. He lost track of time when he heard the soft snores from the boy who was now clinging to his chest. He watched the sunset as he cuddled up with him on the couch, slowly falling asleep himself.