"𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬."
Shinsou would have never expected anything 'special' to happen in his freshman year, thinking he'd just brush by with no attention payed to h...
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Denki— Kaminari pushes Hitoshi away, making the indigo-haired man confused and instinctively reaching for him when he stumbled. Though his hand doesn't make it as Kaminari's own hands make their way into his blonde hair, tugging softly before smiling drowsily at the other.
"I'm.. sorry, that was too much huh?" The blonde slurred with eyes red, "I don't mean to be so informal, I'm just.. out of it."
The two men stand in silence as Hitoshi gives the other a confused eyebrow raise.
"Are you high?" He sniffs the air, "god you smell dreadful— how high even are you?"
Kaminari's eyes blink up Hitoshi's face, lazy before answered lazily.
"I'm.. 5'8." The insomniac's mouth opens but nothing comes out as he huffs a sigh, wrapping his hand around the blonde's wrist.
"Not what I was asking for, but hey it'll work." Hitoshi murmurs, shrugging as he compares 6'1 to 5'8.
Though only after 4 steps, Kaminari's head is against his back and his arms wrap around Hitoshi's midsection in an attempt of a hug. The taller pauses, unprepared for the sudden intimacy.
"I wan' cuddle." Hitoshi turns his head just slightly to see a dazed Kaminari, golden eyes staring up at him with chapped lips shaped into a giddy smile. "Cuddle..?"
The indigo-haired man will never admit that that expression had his heartbeat skip and his breath stutter.
Hitoshi's room never felt so full and warm, but god why the fuck is Kaminari the little spoon? And his grip on the insomniac's middle was way too tight for a person like him, but if he slept soundly while Hitoshi's fingers caressed his hair; then so be it.
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