With a Strum of My Heart Strings

Mind if I Join?

Kaminari's eyes slowly fluttered open. His mind still hazy with sleep, he let them close again, pulling the pillow in his arms closer and snuggling his head into it.

Wait a second.

Denki's eyes shot open as he recognized that it was no pillow that he was cuddling. His heart thumped in his ribcage loudly as he watched his boyfriend shift in his sleep. He'd forgotten that they'd fallen asleep like this. He felt his face grow warm, and then even warmer when he realized he was wearing one of Shinsou's shirts, too.

Kaminari sat there for a moment, managing to calm himself down, even enough to snuggle back into Hitoshi's side. This effectively woke him as he started to stir, one of his eyes cracking open to peer at him.

"Good morning," he said, voice still gravelly from sleep, which Kaminari enjoyed more than he'd admit to the purple-haired boy. Shinsou gave him a small grin.

Denki reached his hand up to place in Hitoshi's hair, lightly playing with it. "Morning," he hummed. "Sleep well?" Shinsou closed his eyes again.

"Better than usual," he whispered, earning a smile from the blond.

"Wonder why," he said. Shinsou chuckled before Denki felt the bed shift and a sudden loss of warmth. He whined, "Come back," reaching out and grabbing Hitodhi's arm.

"I'd love to, but it's already almost one, and I have practice today." Kaminari sighed but allowed Shinsou to fully leave the bed. "You should get up, too." Denki really didn't want to get out of the bed. The warmth under the blankets and the temptation of sleep were much too inviting. But...

"Can I come with you?" Shinsou looked back at him as he pulled a shirt over his head, arching an eyebrow.

"You want to come to my band practice?" he questioned. Kaminari grinned.

"Yeah! It'd be totally fun!" Shinsou laughed.

"Okay, you can come, though you have to deal with Bakugou's wrath, got it?" he asked, pointing a finger at him. Denki knew full well that Katsuki wouldn't be at all pleased to see him, but something about pestering the angry man while he worked on his music was appealing to the blond.

"Deal," he agreed, letting his head fall back onto the pillow. Kaminari closed his eyes. He had time to spend a few more minutes in dreamland, right? Apparently not.

"Denki," he heard Shinsou say, causing him to open his eyes again, "If you wanna come, you have to get up, too." Kaminari turned his head over and groaned into the pillow.

"Why must life be this hard?" he grumbled, sitting up and stretching. Shinsou laughed.

"Not a morning person, huh?" Denki just shook his head, standing up from the bed before a realization hit him.

"Uh... What am I gonna wear?" he asked, walking over to Shinsou, who was now fully dressed in a casual t-shirt and jeans. The shirt had an Espeon on it, which Denki had learned was his favorite Pokémon. Of course, he chose that shirt.

"Oh," Shinsou responded, "I guess you could wear something of mine. I'm sure I have something that'll fit you better." He motioned to the shirt Kaminari was wearing and grinned. "If that's okay with you." That was very much okay with Denki. He liked wearing Shinsou's clothes. They smelled like him. Not that they wouldn't in the first place, but Denki still liked the comforting smell.

Kaminari agreed and Hitoshi grabbed some clothes from his dresser for him to put on, handing them to him.

The clothes still ended up a little too big on him, but Kaminari didn't mind. Shinsou had given him a pair of jeans he'd said were too small on him and his, "tiniest hoodie. You'd drown in all the others." Though Denki had pouted and argued that he wouldn't have, he still accepted this one nonetheless. Besides, he liked the purple color. The purple of the clothing and the yellow of his hair were corresponding colors, so they worked really well together. And Denki just thought they looked good.