With a Strum of My Heart Strings

It's a Date

"Oh my god!" Denki yelled as soon as Shinsou left, letting his body flop down onto the counter, covering his face. "I cannot believe I just did that."

"What, ask the so-called 'hot' guy for his number?" Kirishima questioned as he walked over to where his friend's body was dangling over the counter.

"What else?" Denki asked sarcastically.

"Well, let's see..." Kirishima put a finger to his chin. "You flirted with a lesbian, told Shinosu you already knew who he was, which didn't sound creepy at all, randomly asked him to play for us after he asked about it, told him to call you by your first name when you're practically strangers--" Kaminari had stood up by now, swatting at his friend.

"Okay, okay! I get it." He shoved his face into Kirishima's shoulder to hide the fact that it was as red as his hair, whining from the embarrassment. The redhead just laughed.

"Am I interrupting something?" a voice asked as they heard the familiar chime of the cafe door's bell. Kaminari didn't even look up, just nuzzled his head farther into his co-worker's arm. "What up with him?"

Kirishima turned his gaze to the black-haired man approaching them. "He asked for a guy's number that came in here." Sero chuckled.

"Is that so, Kami? How'd that go?" he asked, grabbing his apron from the back.

"I don't wanna talk about it," Kaminari mumbled into Kirishima's shoulder. The redhead tried to pull him off, but Kaminari held on tight.

"You make it sound like you didn't get his number." Kaminari could tell his blush wasn't going down. Great... "Kami, you have to let go. My shift's over." He just shook his head into his shoulder. "Little help?" he asked Sero, who was now standing next to the two. Sero smiled and grabbed Kaminari by his armpits, lifting him off the ground and away from Kirishima. Denki flailed his limbs as he was set down, but he was still giggling.

Kirishima wasted no time getting away so the blond couldn't pull the same stunt twice as he hung up his apron, waving as he exited the cafe, leaving Sero and Kaminari by themselves.

The two worked in silence for a bit, making drinks for the steam of customers coming in, sharing few words. It wasn't until about an hour into Sero's shift that they actually started talking.

"Who was it?" Sero asked finally. Kaminari turned, looking at him with a questioning look.

"What do you mean?"

"The guy you asked out? Who was it?" Sero clarified, smiling at his friend as the blond's cheeks lit up.

"I didn't ask him out!" he defended himself.

"Not liked you'd be able to make the first move, anyways, I guess," Sero teased further, earning a small pout from Denki.

"I can totally make the first move! I just only asked for this guy's number." Sero stepped a little closer to Denki.

"You still didn't answer my question." Why did Sero sound like that? His tone was different than the usual playful tone he had when teasing his friend. Denki stepped back a bit, feeling like Sero was a little too close.

"Well, I don't have to tell you!" Denki crossed his arms, trying to look mad. It didn't fool Sero for a second.

"Fine, fine. But..." Sero trailed off. "Oh, never mind. Wouldn't interest you anyway." Denki looked up at his friend.

"But what?" Sero stayed silent, going back to work as he started cleaning the tables scattered about the cafe. Denki followed him. "Seroooo," he drew out his name. "Tell me!" Sero turned back around to him.