Breaking

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Denki and Dabi sat in the small cafe, sipping on their chosen
drinks: Dabi's being a regular black coffee, while Denki got an iced caramel frappuccino.

"Why do you were the hood?" Denki asked, staring at dabi, who still had his hood up.

"Because I dont like people looking at me."

"Why? What's wrong with that?"

"You ask a lot of questions kid."

Denki tensed up when he realised he was being nosy. Usually he would get hit for it.

"I-im so sorry! I didn't mean to be nosy!"

Dabi chuckled, sipping his coffee again, before speaking.

"I was in a fire a few years ago. Got burnt a lot."

"I'm sorry. I dont judge people by their looks, or the way they act. Everyone has a reason for what they do, and most of the time, bystanders dont know what they've been through to have them make that decision."

"That was deep. Alright. You really want to see me?"

"Well, yeah, but if you dont want to, its fine."

Dabi slid his hood off of his head, letting it fall down. Denki looked over him, studying every burn, every freckle, and every piercing.

He stared at him for probably 2 minutes straight. Dabi had a light blush on his cheeks from the eyes staring into his soul.

"You are really handsome." Denki said suddenly, snapping him and Dabi out of their trances.

"Eh, what?"

"S-sorry! I didnt mean to make you uncomfortable! You just said that you didnt like showing your face because of the burns, but they dont make you ugly; they are just scars, just another sentence to your story..."

"Again with the deep, meaningful, speeches." Dabi smirked as Denki blushed, looking down at his lap.

"I guess I say things like this, because I want someone to say it to me..."

"Hm... how old are you Kami?"

"I'm 16. You?"

"19... have you ever tried nicotine, or weed?"

"N-no?" Kami looked at him, frowning at the question.

"You wanna try some?"

Kami looked at him, almost horrified. But as soon as Dabi said that it would make him feel better, and be less depressed, interest sparked inside.

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They left the cafe, talking, and laughing.

Dabi had ended up walking him back to Aizawa's house. He took a small bag out of his pocket, and handed it to Denki.

Denki quickly stuffed it into his own pocket, reminding himself to find a good hiding place for it.

They exchanged phone numbers, before bidding eachother goodbye.

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Surprisingly, no one was home yet. He quickly headed up to his room, taking off his school uniform, and putting on a pair of black shorts and a tee, with one of Shinsou's purple hoodies.

Yes. He "stole" it from his crush, without him knowing. He only wore it when no one was around.

He put his uniform I this laundry basket after emptying the pant pocket of the small baggy that dabi had given him. He examined the contents for the first time since he got them. They were small white-ish pouches. He didnt know what they were, or how to use them, so he quickly sent Dabi a message, asking him.

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K: Hey, its Kaminari... just wondering... what is it that you gave me, and how do I use it?

D: They are nicotine pouches. You are supposed to put them between your lip and gums, and let it stay there. You'll feel the buzz sooner, rather than later, since you've never had them before.

K: Oh, ok. Thanks.

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Kami quickly took one of the pouches out of the bag, placing it where he was told to. He got up, putting it under his mattress till he found a better hiding place for it.

He waited for a few mintues, before he began to feel a little dizzy. He laid down on his bed, looking at the ceiling, and watching it spin around him. He felt like the roo was shaking, but soon found out that it was just him. He wasnt even cold!

He heard the front door close, and freaked out, quickly taking the pouch out, and jumping up to throw it away. He ended up falling to the ground with a loud thud. He hid the pouch in his pocket as soon as he heard 3 sets of footsteps running up the stair to him.

The door was flung open by Hizashi, with Shinsou and Aizawa right behind him.

"Are you ok?! What happend?!" Hizashi asked, helping Kami up.

"I-I just fell out of b-bed..." he said, gripping onto Hizashi's arm to keep himself upright.

He noticed the worried looks that his caretakers were giving him.

"S' fine. I just got up too quickly." He easily lied.

"Ok... do you want dinner? Its Shinsou's turn to cook tonight." Aizawa asked

"Er, I would love to, but I'm really tired... I think I might just go to bed..."

Shinsou looked kinda disappointed, but he shrugged his shoulders, trying to act like he didnt care. "Your loss." Was all he said before walking out.

Hizashi and Aizawa glanced at eachother before heading out of the room, closing the door behind him.

To be honest, being tired wasnt entirely a lie. Kami flopped down on his bed face first, falling asleep in less than 10 minutes.

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I am so stuck on what to write about! I feel really bad that I haven't updated recently, but I'm so deep in writers block, that I just dont know what to do! Please please please give me suggestions!

Please drink lots of water and eat something somewhat healthy! Get sowm good sleep!

I love you all! Please take care of yourselves!

NM💜💛

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