I Even Like His Shocking Pickup Lines [ShinKami]

Hey, Hot Stuff

Shinsou needed all the study time he could get. Even before he'd transferred, his extra lessons with Aizawa took up almost all of his free time and now the report he had to do with Kaminari was eating away at the rest of the time he had. That's why he had his notes spread out on a table in the cafeteria while the students around him enjoyed their lunch.

A particularly loud laugh interrupted his thoughts and he turned his head to the offending shock of red hair at the next table over. He was quickly joined in his chortle by Kaminari and the black haired one followed by angry yelling from the rather explosive blond.

He sighed and watched the scene unfold; the usual murderous threats followed by more laughing before the class rep joined in the yelling with some agitated hand gestures.

Shinsou's eyes caught on Kaminari and his joyous expression. It hadn't taken long for Shinsou to discover that Kaminari had an outrageously playful personality. He was overwhelmingly outgoing and tried to make friends with everyone. He really didn't hate him as much as he thought he did.

The way he was so unapologetically himself sparked something in Shinsou's chest. There was a part of Shinsou that envied him the ability to not be anything other than who he was and it drew people to him.

He was also a shameless flirt. He would flirt with any girl who came within a two metre radius of him and was also a fan of throwing dumb remarks at his friends.

"Like what you see?" A teasing voice interrupted his thoughts and it took Shinsou a second to realise he'd been caught staring at him. And another to recognise the sly smirk on Kaminari's face as the one he wore when he was in a flirty mood.

Shinsou was about to be on the receiving end of his flirting. He still wasn't used to people paying him any attention, let alone being the target of their flirting. He was thankful for his unexpressive face because he was sure the panic would have been written all over it otherwise. He'd already blushed so easily from one dumb teasing remark.

Kaminari had sauntered over to his table and all his attention was focused on him as he batted his eyelashes in Shinsou's direction.

There was a certain genuine quality about Kaminari that he just radiated. When all of his attention was focused on you, it was hard to look away. Shinsou wondered how he had so much trouble getting a date.

"Hey, hot stuff?" Kaminari cooed.

That. That was why he never got a date. Shinsou felt his eye twitch at his ridiculousness. "What do you want, Kaminari?"

"You're the one who was looking at me!" Kaminari whined.

"You're just so.. so.." Hard to look away from, didn't sound like something he wanted to say out loud.

"Irresistible?"

"Infuriating."

"Aww, don't be mean," Kaminari pouted. But he perched on the edge of Shinsou's table and crossed one leg over the other, making the other boy crane his neck to look up at him.

"What are you doing later?" Kaminari asked as he waggled his eyebrows at him.

"Why?" Shinsou asked.

"Because we need to get together to keep going on our questions."

"Yeah. Right. Want to come to my room later?"

"Well, when you say it like that, how could I refuse?" Kaminari replied and then he fucking winked, at Shinsou and he swore his heart stopped for a second.

Shinsou knew it was meaningless, just another part of his lighthearted personality, and he knew if he asked him to stop then he would. The playful flirting was part of who he was, but it was taking Shinsou longer than it should have to get used to it.

Kaminari stepped into his room later that night as Shinsou held the door for him and took the opportunity to look around.

"I never thought I'd get to see the inside of your room," Kaminari commented, taking in the grey and black aesthetic. Very Shinsou.

"And does it measure up to your fantasies?" Shinsou quipped with a raised brow.

Kaminari scoffed but he smiled a little and Shinsou couldn't tell if it was an unsure, he didn't want to be here, smile or a shy, this isn't so bad, smile. He also couldn't tell which one he wanted it to be.

Shinsou cleared his throat and Kaminari smiled wider and sat down on the floor opposite the bed.

Shinsou sat against the bed and organised his things. He got out their list of questions and scanned through it, needing to get his mind on the job. "Is your quirk genetic?" He asked the boy sitting across from him.

"Yeah, from my Dad," Kaminari replied. "His quirk is called conductor. He can manipulate electricity in the air and redirect it. Mom, on the other hand, was a tactical hero for a little while. She could pick up radio frequencies from far away."

"What about you?" Kaminari asked.

"Don't know," Shinsou replied in a tight lipped kind of way. "How old were you, again, when it first manifested?"

Kaminari allowed Shinsou to change the subject away from his own family and answered his questions easily but he tucked that piece of information away for later.

Shinsou nodded as he took notes from Kaminari's answers but his eyes darted between his page and the boy across from him before he asked, "What was it like? Growing up with such a powerful quirk that everyone loved?"

"I guess it was-" Kaminari started before he cut himself off and swiped Shinsou's book with his questions in it. He quickly scanned the page before looking at him over the top. "That's not on here! You just wanted to know, didn't you?"

Shinsou at least had the decency to look sheepish when he shrugged while Kaminari just looked smug.

"You know what I think, Shinsou? I think I'm growing on you," Kaminari smiled cheekily at him as he spoke.

Shinsou rolled his eyes and let his head fall back onto the edge of the bed. "Yeah, like a wart," he said to the ceiling.

"A wart you're really fond of," Kaminari quipped.

Shinsou laughed despite himself and Kaminari took a second to let the sound wash over him. It was warm, and low, and a little raspy, as if it wasn't a noise he often made.

Kaminari wanted to hear it more.

He looked at him a moment longer before he ruefully shook his head. "Okay, a question that's actually on your list please?"

Shinsou snatched his workbook back but couldn't help the small smile that played over his lips.