i am god. ||shinkami||

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"well that was a bit rude-" Kaminari muttered, dusting himself off.

"oh poor you."

"i'm so confused- are you a bitch or not?"

"who's the rude one now?"

"oh, so you're a twink?"

"what does that mean?"

"don't worry about it too much."

The two boys sat in their respective seats, Shinsou facing forward and Denki facing him. it seemed that they were two far away now, and the guards had stopped chasing them after they'd gotten out of the kingdoms boundary's. They weren't concerned enough with Shinsou to bother chasing him.

ouch.

"why were you so eager to get out of there anyways? and you're so pale-" he said, leaning forward to examine the boy, "oh nevermind, you just don't go outside. i forgot."

Shinsou scoffed, scratching his neck, rubbing his face as he sighed. The blond boys personality kinda sucked, though, considering he didn't really have a personality of his own, he kept quiet. "Look, prince, i don't mean to be rude, but if you could refrain from speaking at this time-"

"ooo- daddy sure did raise a princess, huh?"

"please don't say that."

"..fine." he paused. "now tell me what's going on- pleeeeeeaaaaassssse?"

"no."

"but don't you think i deserve to know? after all, you're riding in my carriage and wanting to stay in my castle~"

"frankly i don't owe you anything. if you really wanted to you could throw me out right now. leave me to the wolves. nobody would even come looking so it's really none of your concern. i don't really care much." that was a lie. he did care. a little bit.

"i hate you so much," Kaminari said, crossing his arms. He didn't mean it, of course. He didn't hate the other boy, not in the slightest. Sure, he was undesirable in all ways other than physical, but he couldn't hate him.

"oh. i'm sorry." Hitoshi said, pausing beforehand. He didn't take it as a joke, he didn't understand it was one. Hitoshi wasn't a fan of 'jokes', and, even though he definitely didn't care about the blond boy or what he had to say, he shut up.

He didn't want Kaminari to hate him.

After that the ride was silent, Denki took the hint and closed his pretty little mouth. Nobody thought about what Kaminari would looked like sprawled out with flushed cheeks while slow, long fingers trailed down his pretty little torso, his lips red and swollen from being nipped at in a dimly lit room.

Specifically, not Shinsou. that would be gross.

When Shinsou looked back over at the latter after a good long while, it seemed he'd fallen asleep, which, Hito took the initiative to do as well, leaning his head against the upholstered walls.

•••

"Shinsou" Hitoshi slowly woke up, noticing first the gentle bumps of the wheel on the pathway, then the darkness of the moving vessel itself, and, finally, the boy standing in front of him.

"what do you want-?" he whispered.

"i'm cold."

"okay? what do you want?"

"can i sit with you?"

"no. i thought you hated me."

"what?" Denki stepped back, squinting his eyes, "i didn't say- i didn't mean it, i'm sorry, now can i sit with you? please? i'm really cold."

"i don't care- do whatever you want you leech." he said, scratching his face and reaching under the seat, grabbing a knitted blanket. The carriage was sent for Kaminari by his kingdom, of course. "stupid" he thought.

He threw the blanket over Kaminari after the blond boy sat down next to him, fairly close, but their arms were barely touching. He placed his head back against the wall and managed to drift back off.

Kaminari, on the other hand, couldn't sleep stitting up, and he felt a bit awkward by himself. He felt bad, so he threw the blanket over the taller male, following up bu throwing his own skinny legs over his lap, putting one of Hitoshi's arms around his shoulder. That was the last thing he remembered before his eyes fluttered shut and his breathing slowed.

•••

The birds began to chirp as morning came around, and the sunlight gently peeled through the cloth drapes. Shinsou noticed first, his location, second how he was surprisingly warm, and, third, how he had a pretty blond boy sleeping on his lap.

His eyes widened and he felt his collar get tighter. relax. it's not even a big deal. Honestly it felt kinda nice, Denki was warm, and the blanket mixed with his messy yellow hair that draped every so perfectly onto his forehead and his golden eyelashes that reflected the sunlight- lord.

in all honesty he looked perfect. delicate, fair, sweet, everything Hitoshi had ever wanted.

"are you gonna say something or are you just gonna keep staring at me, honey?"

right. nevermind.

Shinsou pushed him off onto the floor, though, Kaminari managed to bring the latter down with him.

"you little sh-" Hitoshi started to say, though in no time he was on his back, Denki sitting on his stomach as he 'punched' his chest. it didn't hurt.

"this is for being a little shit" the smaller of the two hit him once

"this is for being a creep" he hit him again

"and this- is for waking me up you bastard-" he finished, sighing.

"uh, Denki?"

"yeah?"

"can you get off of me please?"

They got to sitting on their respective sides, and against Shinsous wishes he opened the curtains, letting in a little light.

"oh sweet-" he whispered, smiling.

"what is it this time?"

"I think we're stopping at Katsuki's castle- you know Kat, right?"

"Uh. No. I cant say i do." He said blatantly, because, he hadn't, and he was really hoping he'd have just gone to Kaminari's so he didn't have to do much. at least then he already knew he wasn't welcome.

"right- you'll like him- i swear!" the skinnier showed a smile, the two turning into tall, spiky gates, taking a path down to a tall, grey building.