Denki stepped out of the bathroom, startled to see Hitoshi standing there.
Right outside the bathroom.
His heart dropped when he noticed Shinsous expression was one of worry- this is gonna be difficult to explain his way out of.
"Kaminari, are you okay?" Asked the insomniac. "I heard you throwing up, are you sick?" Hitoshi added, voice laced with concern. "Y- yeah, i'm not feeling too well." Denki said, thanking whatever god or goddess was up there that Shinsou had no idea he had made himself sick.
"Go up to your room, i'll make you some soup and get you water." Hitoshi said, ushering the blond towards the elevator. Denki just did what Hitoshi said, not wanting to raise any more suspicion in the other. He usually took the stairs, but the plumette seemed adamant that he take the elevator.
He carried himself on wobbly legs to his dorm, collapsing onto his bed with a soft sigh. Why did Hitoshi seem to care so much about him? It was odd to the blond, but it almost felt kinda... nice? Denki didn't have a very good home life, so any sort of care like this was foreign to him. And he felt selfish to admit it, but he enjoyed it.
It made him feel loved.
A knock sounded at his door, Hitoshi entering a few moments after. He had a bowl of soup in one hand, and a glass of water in the other. "Here." The insomniac spoke softly, trudging over to Denki and setting the things down on his bedside table.
The blond knew he wouldn't eat the soup (he had already had enough food today in his opinion) and he beat himself up about it, feeling bad.
"Thank you."
He whispered.
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FanfictionDenki Kaminari is the happiest kid in all of UA. Always full of smiles and confidence. At least that's what he wants you to think. He is actually suffering behind his smile and bright eyes, and everyone is too distracted to notice. That is, until a...
