BNHA Gay Ships One-Shots! 《《BOOK 1》》

KiriBakuKamiSeroShin | Where It Went Wrong

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People liked this ship xD Here's a bit more on them!

Thanks to prettyprincessuwu for suggesting a continuation on their lives

~Enjoy~
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Hanta had a disturbed, restless night and soon after sunrise, he decided to leave bed early. Extremely early.

He washed his face, and went to the kitchen, also deciding he'd have a head-start on breakfast, so he could spend everyone else's breakfast with his boyfriends.
But, in a dimly lit kitchen, flooded by an early morning's sun, he hears quiet sniffling and crying.

His eyes lower to the corner of the kitchen to find a curled up, vulnerable-looking Denki... trembling as tears rolled down his cheeks. Next to him was a shattered plate and a few droplets of blood. Hanta's heart stopped.

"Denki-...?"

The crying stopped abruptly, and a loud, dry swallow breaks through the following silence. Hanta approaches carefully, hearing micro-specs of shattered ceramic crunch under his slippers.

He crouched slowly in front of him, softening his gaze to a worried expression.

"Hey...- what happened...?"

He whined again and covered his face with shaky hands.
"Denki, there's blood on the floor, did you cut yourself-?"

He took his hands delicately to find a few cuts, while shards were still stuck to him.
Denki curled up his legs and slowly rose a foot.

"You-... stepped...? On the pieces too?"

Denki began to cry again. 

"O-Oh...- No, it's okay...-- accidents happen,"
"I- I t-ticked..." Denki cried, "I-..."
"Ohh..." he stood up slowly, but still held on to his wrist just as delicately as before. "That's okay...- I'm gonna go get help to get this cleaned up, okay? You stay here, okay? Don't touch the mess, I'm coming back,"

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He returns rather quickly with Hitoshi. 

Hitoshi helps to lift Denki off the ground and holds him up from the ground while Hanta did his best to get as much of the shattered plate off the ground and into the garbage as he could without hurting himself. All in the while Denki cried and sniffled in disgust and embarrassment of himself.

"Denki, it's alright... you're okay," Hitoshi claimed softly, his voice heavy with sleep still. He nuzzles his head against Denki's and turns, looking for a place to sit him on. "You're fine...- Hanta, I'm gonna go search for a first-aid kit-? I'll be back,"
"Yup--! I got him."

Denki feels a little better when Hitoshi pressed a soft kiss on his cheek before he left.
Hanta approached with a few paper towels and kneeled before him. He covered the floor under his feet to soak up the blood and cupped his face sweetly.

"Stop crying..." his voice is a soft as a whisper, "you're okay...-"
"N-No-... I- I h-..hate-... m-mys-self-" he sobbed, "a-and you-... a-and H-ito- a-are g-gonna-..."