I Swear, I Promise! (Denki Kaminari x Reader | Short Story | )

~ C h a p t e r 5 ~

3rd Person POV

"H...ngh~" 

The sound and feel of discomfort were laid upon Denki Kaminari's boxer shorts. His head was sore and he didn't want to move an inch and the hefty amount of sweat laid upon him only made things worse for his body. So, he really was still in this hell of a fever or some crap, heat. A kitty in heat. What an absolute mess he had gotten himself into, it was his fault to not resist the temptation and giving himself in, in the first place. But...he did ask...didn't he?

"Oi...y/n you there?" He spoke gently, his voice sounding weak at the moment.

And then it looked as if he had no way, shape or form, day or place, chance or opportunity to go to school no matter what. I mean, he didn't want to go to school all sick and not when...y/n would be around. It would be a disaster and maybe that moment from "before" really was a mistake not worth making. After giving into his consciousness he arose from the bed feeling all sweaty and sticky, and no he did not have a wet dream ever so suddenly right after that sinful and erotic occurred right before his teenage eyes. He groaned in misleading discomfort, and so he brought his hand into a fist whilst shaking his head to get rid of the pain he was starting to pick up once again.

"Gah...my hhhhgnh...my e-eyes." He spoke ever so relentlessly, frustrated with the income of the feeling in his aching body.

Just what the hell is this? He had asked to himself with a consecutive and uncomfortable feeling in his body that made him want to go limp and pass out again. I mean, he just thought that asshole's quirk was something that causes an erotic heat but...it's also a never-ending fever that feels like a witch had put a curse on you that causes you to feel hell burning your insides. It really hurt that much.

Then the sound of ringing came from his nightstand.

Brrriiing brriiing

"y-y/n?" He thought and uttered the name under his breath, thinking it'd be the female who dominated his submissive ass.

To whom he thought was the one and only y/n, the girl who had pleased him the day before, he was only mistaken and was only brought with disappointment but...relief in a way. It was his mom...

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After the call with his mom just checking up on him, he laid on the bed for another few minutes to wait for y/n to call but there was nothing, just silence and the whooshing air of the air conditioner. He grabbed his phone, running out of patience while he was at it. Dialing y/n's phone number his body somewhat calmed down in relief but he was still paranoid with the fact and needed confirmation of y/n to make sure she'd be okay about the embarrassing situation that happened.

"Hello?" A female voice spoke.

"Y-Y/N? A-are you there? Look, I'm really sorry-"

"Pfft! What? You're sorry? Dude, you don't have to sorryyyy, I don't really...yknow...mind...with what happened... yesterday. I mean, in fact, I'd like to see you again. After school maybe, because I know you won't be coming to school today. Heh, it's already past 10 AM anyway if you haven't noticed, I hid in the bathroom just so I could talk to you."

"Really?"

"Yes, really! Why would I be lying~"

Denki could just imagine her hiding in the bathroom stall, twirling her hair with her finger and smirking. And honestly, he didn't think y/n would be cutting to the chase and straight up telling him that she was okay with everything so embarrassing that happened.