Lying Lovers (kamixbaku)

Ice-Cream & Gaming

Denki's PoV

I tap the down arrow, on the lift. The doors ping open, and I walk in. I stick my head out of the doors to see where Bakugo was. He was only halfway down the hallway. I groan, and yell at him to hurry up. He rolls his eyes, but I see that he did quicken his pace a little. I softly smile at this. He is totally warming up to me, not that he gets a choice. He is so much calmer when it's just the two of us. I wonder what happened to his explosive personality.

He eventually gets in, and I let go of the doors, so that they close. While we wait for the lift to go to the ground floor, I lean my head on his shoulder. I feel him tense up at the sudden contact. I let out an exadurated breathe. If he won't let me cry about my feeling with him, the least he can do is let me have human contact.

"What are you doing Pikachu?" He questions, kind of angry.

"If I can't cry, then I'm getting human contact." I voice my thoughts.

"Whatever." He says.

A gentle smile is placed on my lips. He isn't yelling at me for touching him. He didn't even just shove  me off, he's letting me lean on him. Maybe it's because he needs the contact just as much as I do. I mean we did just sleep in the same bed, so this isn't that bad. The lift pings, and the doors open. I take my head off of his shoulder, and we walk into the kitchen.

I open the freezer, and scope out the contents. There's a few tubs of ice-cream. I pull them all out, and place them on the counter. I stand up, and look at the options. I pick the neapolitan tub, and he picks the strawberry one. I put the rest back in the freezer, and open my tub up. When I look up to get a spoon, Bakugo was holding a spoon out to me. I smile a thankyou, and walk over to the lift.

We enter the lift, and we go into our previous position before we got the ice-cream. I stab my spoon into the tub, and eat it, not being able to wait for us to be in Bakugo's room. In doing so, I hear a small laugh from beside me. Shocked at this new sound, I lift my head from his shoulder. My mouth went to open at how shocked I was to hear this sound, but then the ice-cream nearly fell out, and I was now covering my mouth with my hand, trying to keep the substance in my mouth.

He continues to laugh at my predicament, with a confused look on his face. I swallow down the cold liquid, and then just stare at the blonde boy in front of me. His laughing subsides, and now he is just looking at me confused. I'm just as confused as he is, but I am still in shock.

"Y-Y-You just laughed." confusion slipped into my words.

"Yea, is there something wrong with it?" He asked concerned now.

"No, no, no. I just ... I've never heard it." I answer.

"And you never saw me cry until yesterday either, I guess I'm letting you see more of me." He confirms.

"And I went into your bedroom for the first time too." I state.

"Well don't expect too much more." He spoke.

"Wait so there is more, next thing you know I'm going to see you smile." I say with a slight chuckle.

He huffs out a breathe, clearly annoyed with my statement. I just lean back onto his shoulder, eating my ice-cream, while waiting for the doors to open. When it does ping open, we walked back to his room. I sit in the same place I was before, and just eat my ice-cream. I don't know what it is about ice-cream that just makes me happy.

"Yo Kacchan, you got any headsets?" I ask.

"Yea, four in that cabinet, why?" He questions back.

"So we can play online, it's way more fun that way." I answer.

I get up, and grab two of them. I pass one over to him, and place the other one over my head. We join an online match, and continue to play CoD. Hours went by, and we had finished our ice-cream, and shooting people had started to get boring. I take my headset off, and flop back on his bed. I groaned out bored. He seemed to catch on, because he took off his too. He checked his phone, and then just stood up.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"Making something for lunch. Come on, if you want some you have to help." He answers.

I quickly jump to my feet, at the mention of food. That tub of ice-cream is not enough for a growing boy, who is going through a bad breakup. I run out his door, and close it behind me, before rushing after the not so feral blonde. We seem to be going into the lift together a lot. I lean my head back onto his shoulder, and just waited.

When the lift opens, we walk to the kitchen again. I see Bakugo go through the fridge, and pull out a lot of ingredients. He pulls some chicken out of the freezer, and just hands it to me. I look at him confused, before pointing at the microwave and saying five minutes. I do as I'm told, and just watch Bakugo do his thing.

When the microwave is done, I take it out, and hand it to Bakugo. He does some random stuff, that I can't keep up with. Soon enough, he just shoves it in the oven. My face just shows pure bewilderment, and he just smirks at me. We go into to the sitting area, and just turn on the telly. We watch whatever channel was used last, just waiting for the food to cook. While we were on the sofa, I lean on his chest, like I did with Shoto. Bakugo wraps his arms around me, and we sit in silence, just waiting.