KamiSero-Would I Ever?
"Never have I ever...Uh...Eaten out of a croc!"
Hanta exclaimed.
The group sighed when the enthusiastic redhead placed yet another tally stroke under his name.
"Ha! I'm good at this game, aren't I?"
Katsuki's friend group had gathered in the common room, and were playing their own edition of 'Never Have I Ever'-and failing horribly.
"Boo! Reverse 'Never Have I Ever' is no fun with you and Bakugo playing! You guys have done too much!"
Denki hissed, the space under his name having only two strokes.
"LOL Kaminari's a sore loser, guys!" Mina laughed, despite only having three strokes on hers.
"Tell us something we don't know." Katsuki growled.
"Harsh! I-"
"Alright, alright, it's my turn now." Jirou interrupted.
"Never have I ever..."
She paused, noticing something from the corner of her eye--a crying Denki, whom was clinging to Hanta dramatically, whilst rocking him back and forth.
"...Kissed Sero."
Everyone went silent, eyeing her for a variety of reasons.
Eijiro shook his head, whilst Katsuki somewhat snarled, sour that he missed an opportunity to score.
Denki had also froze, his hand still gripping Hanta's shoulder.
The silence was broken with a small laugh.
"Yeah, as if anyone would actually want to kiss me."
Hanta chuckled, scratching the back of his head.
"I would."
Everyone now turned to Denki, who was still clinging to the slender Hanta.
Eijiro gulped.
"Uh–anyways, Mina's next, so..."
"Y-Yeah, um... Never have I ever..."
Hanta didn't hear the rest. He was caught up in his own thoughts, demanding answers to his mental questions.
How could Kaminari say that?
Why would he say that?
Did anything he say ever have sensible reasoning?
"Sero," Mina called, snapping the teen out of his thoughts, "you good?"
Hanta shook off his eager look, cracking a wide smile instead.
"Ha, yeah, I'm fine."
~•💛•~
The following days just got weirder and weirder.
Denki kept finding various reasons and situations for "complimenting" Hanta.
Such as when they finished Basic Hero Training, Denki checked the circumference in Hanta's waist with his hands, before commenting,
"Your waist is so tiny--like a girl's."
Or even when they were having lunch with the rest of their friends, Denki stopped for a moment to look Hanta directly in the eye and say, "Your eyelashes are so long and feminine."
It was driving Hanta up a wall. Just how could his best friend continuously say such things, and with an audience no less?
He decided to confront him about it.
It was a couple nights later, when everyone was gearing up to go to bed after concluding their conversations in the commons.
Denki had been staring at Hanta for a while, and as he was about to open his mouth, Hanta grabbed him by the elbow and dragged him out of the commons.
He stopped in a hallway, somewhere on the second floor.
"Alright, what gives? Why have you been saying this weird stuff for the past few days?"
He inquired.
Denki cocked a brow.
"What stuff?"
"You know...The compliments out of no where...And the... Weird tone, and the fact that you choose to do it in front of our friends..." Hanta trailed off, realising that it was perfectly normal to compliment friends-especially your best friend.
Right?
"Never mind. This was du-"
"I just think you're beautiful, man."
Hanta's eyes widened.
His cheeks flushed badly, as he covered his mouth and looked away.
"I..."
Denki removed his hand,
slowly leaning forward and lessening the space between him and Sero.
Hanta sank into the wall behind him until his back was flat against it.
What was this idiot doing?
Out of ideas, he shut his eyes closed, praying that Denki wasn't playing a prank on him.
"Cute,"
he heard him mumble, before his lips were stolen in a light kiss.
Denki continued to gingerly peck at Hanta's lips, before going deeper.
Hanta granted him the access he seemed ever-so-desperate to obtain.
The blonde nicked at his bottom lip, then pried his lips apart–earning sounds of content from his partner.
'This is insane... His tongue–'
Hanta's thoughts were cut short when Denki let out a low groan, feeling it reverberate down his throat.
He practically heard his reasoning snap.
He acted so quickly, that the blonde hardly had time to react. Hanta flipped them over, pressing Denki against the wall.
He somehow managed to deepen their kiss further, hearing Denki's whimpers and yelps as their tongues intertwined.
"S-Sero, St-Sto... Stop..."
Denki huffed against his open mouth.
Hanta pulled away immediately–almost too soon for the dazed blonde.
Denki was breathing heavily, staring right into Hanta's deep, jet-black pupils.
Hanta spoke first,
"S-Sorry... I got carried away..."
Denki grabbed ahold of Hanta's hands, cupping them within his own.
"Don't say that. And, the truth is, I felt insecure. I'd just realised that I had feelings for my best friend–a dude–and I didn't know how to handle it...
I went too far, I know..."
Denki paused, licking his chapped lips and breaking eye-contact with Hanta.
"I... I can understand if this makes you uncomfortable–"
"You're fucking stunning."
Hanta interrupted, immediately regretting his choice of wording and stiffening his posture as a result.
Denki stared at him for a while, making him feel even worse.
The worst part was his expression, his eyes and other facial features devoid of any emotion.
"...W-What?"
He stammered, lips trembling.
Hanta's jaw could've fallen off right then and there.
Denki was blushing--madly.
All of the emotions and thoughts were probably racing through his mind, just like with Hanta.
There were still a few things that he had to make up for, though.
Hanta shook off his nervousness, slipping his hands around Denki's waist, pulling him closer.
"Eh? Sero–"
Hanta pressed his lips against the blonde's, immediately gaining entrance.
Denki's body was still hot from earlier. His breath hitched and squeaked whenever Hanta pressed him further and further against the wall.
It was driving him insane.
Hanta pulled away from him, giving him a breather as he began kissing at his neck.
He stopped, backing up a bit to observe his masterpiece.
"Where did that come from?"
Denki chuckled nervously.
"Well, you stole my first kiss--idiot--so I decided to return the favor."
Hanta smiled, licking his lips.
The blonde draped his arms around Hanta's neck, drawing his face closer to his own.
"Well, don't stop now."
~•💛•~
"Never have I ever...Used broccoli as a weapon."
Mina crossed her arms proudly.
Katsuki stretched to put a stroke beneath his name, before the pink-haired teen interrupted,
"Midoriya doesn't count."
"Dammit!" Katsuki spat.
"It's Kirishima's turn next."
Eijiro clapped his hands, rubbing his palms against each other.
"Alright! Never have I ever..."
He recalled their last game, deciding to press what Kyoka started just a little further.
"Made out with Kaminari."
Everyone exchanged glances, half ready to just ignore the question and continue their game.
Sero, however, had other plans; effortlessly swiping the dry-erase marker and putting a single stroke under his column.
The reactions to this varied from unhinged jaws to awkward side glances.
"Me next!"
Denki exclaimed excitedly.
"Never have I ever..."
He eyed his friends, thinking through exactly what to say. What is something that they've never done?
"Never have I ever minded my own damn business."
He said cheekily.
"Damn, okay then."
Mina took the board and erased a stroke off of everyone's columns.
Hanta smiled. He'd always enjoyed Denki's sass and shade more than anything.
Hanta's phone vibrated from within his pocket.
He pulled it out, scanning his notifications to see a text from Denki.
They'd started texting whenever they were around company, since they'd want to carry out conversation without making their friends suspicious.
They weren't completely comfortable with letting their friends know yet, and weren't exactly in a hurry.
Babe⚡👍:
Dude youre outing us!!
💬
MixTape📼:
Says the queen of shade himself. You're really salty, you know that?😂
💬
Babe⚡👍:
Thank God youre adorable because you can be a real asshole sometimes😤😢
Hanta smiled, quickly typing his response,
MixTape📼:
Love you too, babe😘
💬
Babe⚡👍:
...Love you too💛
🌽
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