With You (A Kamijirou Fanfic)

Chapter 14

WARNING: Angst...sort of angst...it's my first time writing angst because I normally don't like angst. Don't ask. Credits to pkceralde on twitter for the picture! 

(Denki's POV)

          "C'mon, Kaminari, stop sulking in the corner! You're no fun when you're like this," Sero grinned, trying to pull me up. Unfortunately for him, I stubbornly stayed where I was. Can't these people give me a break? Geez, now I know how Bakugou feels. 

          "Don't wanna. Leave me alone, Sero."

Sero gave me a weird look. "If this is still about Jirou, I'mma yeet you out the window," he joked, trying to cheer me up. 

          "She's not just any plain girl, this is Jirou Kyoka we're talking about, bro. She's smart, pretty, cute, talented-" 

Sero narrowed his eyes. "Okay, now you're just cringing me out. I get it. Cheer up, you're a hero in training, man. Heroes aren't that easy to knock down."

All calm thought in my mind just disintegrated, right there and then. "So what? What if I don't want to be a hero anymore?" I argued.

          "Are you out of you mind, dude?! All that hard work you've put in for two years now?! You're willing to toss all that into the dumpster, just because a girl rejected you??!!" Sero asked, bewildered. "Man, quit the crazy talk, you just need to chill out. Why don't we go to the arcade? That will clear your thoughts."

I just shrugged. I'm not really feeling the mood for games, for anything in that matter. But I need a break from all this shit. "Sure, I guess. Maybe a game or two will help me breathe."

One thing I didn't tell Sero though: I wasn't fit to be a hero. All because of who I am. I can't be a hero. If Kyoka knew, she would blow a gasket, she'd really give it to me. That's why no one should know what I'm really like.

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           "Hey, Kyoka-chan, are you okay?" Isn't that Keijirou-nii's voice? I grabbed Sero and pulled him behind a tree. 

           "Yo, dude, what the he-" I slapped a hand over his mouth to silence him.

           "Shhhhhhh! They'll hear us!" I whisper-shouted. I peeked at the two from behind the tree. Keijirou and Kyoka were talking. Aren't they a little too close to each other?

            "You look kinda pale and your eyes are swollen.." Keijirou said in a worried tone.

           "Tell me something I don't know, Sherlock. I haven't been able to sleep at all last night," Kyoka grumbled. "All because of fracking Denki! I wish he would just listen to me! He hasn't been answering any of my messages or calls!"

A pain coursed through my heart. Have I caused her as much pain as much as she caused for me? 

           "Maybe it's because he thinks we're an actual couple, that idiot."

           "It was all because of your dumb idea, Hajime-san. If only we didn't do this stupid hey! let's fake date to make Denki jealous so he'll like you! plan. I'm sorry if I'm rude but-" Kyoka was cut short by Keijirou. Wait...so they were actually faking it? To make me jealous? My heart skipped a beat. I'd hate to say it, but their plan had worked. 

          "You don't have to apologise. It was my idea, I deserved that. The plan wasn't only to help you, you know that?" Keijirou said quietly. "To be honest, it was also to keep you to myself for a bit. I know, selfish, right? I like you."

Kyoka looked stunned for a sec. "Hajime-san...I don't know what to say..."

          "You don't have to say anything. I know..you don't feel the same way. You should know that, Denki loves you, way more than he actually lets on." Why'd you have to throw me under the bus like that?? I thought. "Please, tell him what you feel in return. Don't torture him anymore by making him wait. Or all this, that we've done will be wasted.. please, Kyoka-chan."