Au - Kaminari w/Freckles

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Fluffy af-
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3rd~

  "I-I'll pass." Kaminari stuttered. Kirishima pouted, wrapping his arm around him. "Please? It's gonna be the biggest party of the year!" Kaminari sighed, gripping his back tightly. "You know how much I don't like parties. Pool parties to be exact. I don't even like to swim so why would I go?" Kirishima stopped walking, holding his hands on Kaminari's shoulders. "Please? For me? Your best bro??"

     The blonde puffed his cheeks, looking the other way. "I'll think about it." Kaminari finally puffed out watching as a bright smile washed over Kirishima's lips. It almost made Kaminari swoon.

    "Well...It's next week Friday! I heard that hot girls were gonna be there! Maybe you can...find a date?" Kaminari blushed as he chuckled nervously. "Y-Yeah I guess." Kaminari shakily sighed, imagining Kirishima shirtless while the sun beamed down on him.

     There goes another raging blush.

  "Dude. You blush a lot." The redhead mumbled, both of them sharing a wholesome laugh with one another. The blonde fidgeted with his bag as they came to his front door. "Well...I'll see you tomorrow Kirishima." The redhead simply waved back, walking down the street with his hands in his pockets.

Kaminari watched him disappear, getting lost in his thoughts. Like if Kirishima would want to see him shirtless. Maybe he wanted to get his attention that's why Kirishima wanted him to go. His shining chest, blinding almost everyone at the party as he lifted Kaminari off the ground and right into his arms.

The blonde sighed contently before getting scared half to death by his mother. "Stop daydreaming about Kirishima and get inside, we bought Katsudon." Kaminari blushed all the way to the tips of his ears as he walked inside slowly. "I-I wasn't daydreaming about Kirishima." Kaminari mumbled.

"You know that's a lie." His father grumbled causing the teen to stutter over his words. His parents laughed as Kaminari sunk into a chair, trying his best to be hidden.

"Go wash up then you can eat." His father said sternly. Kaminari looked at his dad with puppy dog eyes, not wanting to take off his concealer just yet.

He hated what was hiding underneath. "Leaving makeup on for too long is bad for your skin Kami. You don't want your skin to break out." His Mom said sweetly, placing a gentle kiss in the yellow mop of hair.

"Fine..." The teen arose from his seat and went up the stairs. Kaminari immediately stripped off his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a brief shower. Kaminari hated his skin.

It wasn't littered with pimples or with different patches of colors. It was littered with freckles.

Head to toe, freckles littered his body.

And he couldn't hate it more.

He thought he looked ugly but his parents believed he looked beautiful. He wish he could agree but he just couldn't. The dots that litter his skin looked like imperfections.

   He couldn't afford to look like that around his friends. Around Kirishima. "How much concealer did you put this time." His mother asked on the other side of the door. Kaminari jumped, almost falling in the shower. "N-Not a lot." His mother sighed and leaned against the door.

    "Kaminari..." His Mom began, running a hand through her hair. "As much as I want you to be happy...I don't want you to beat yourself up over how you look. I want you to love yourself even if people around you don't like how you look....promise me you won't try and change yourself just so Kirishima can like you." His mom said gently.

    "It's not exactly Kirishima-"

    "Promise me." Kaminari sighed, the water dripping down onto his hair. His mom was about to leave until she heard her son's soft and sweet voice mumble out.

     "I promise."

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    "I'm here to uh...pick up Kami...nari....Kaminari!" Kirishima stuttered, feeling anxiety just from the blonde's father glaring at him. "He's upstairs, you can go up if you'd like." His mother intervened, pushing her husband out the way. "Thank you!" The redhead genuinely said as he went up the stairs.

     "That's the dork my son has a crush on?" Kaminari's mom playfully hit him a giant pout on her face.

     "Kami! I brought-" Kirishima stopped himself, looking at the boy who was putting a tan like concealer on his face. "Why are you painting freckles on your skin?" Kirishima asked, scaring Kaminari's soul out his body.

    "K-Kirishima?! Why are you-?!" The blonde looked at the time, skin paling. "I said I'd come get you at this time for the party." Kaminari felt his heart sink realizing how Kirishima saw him right now. "W-Wait don't look!" Kaminari yelled instead.

    Kirishima dodged the pillow the blonde tried to throw at him and wore the most perplexed expression. "I'm just so confused." The redhead said gently before it clicked. "Are you trying to hide your freckles? Most importantly, you have freckles?" Kaminari felt his stomach churn as he nodded slowly.

     "Why would you hide them? I think they look great!" Kaminari felt his face heat up as he looked at the redhead in disbelief. "You're joking right?" Kirishima sighed, walking closer towards the blonde. He held the blonde's hands against his chest, watching as Kaminari turned even redder, the freckles really beginning to pop.

   "It makes you look amazing..." Kirishima said softer this time. Kaminari felt his heart thump, his insecurities washing away instantly. Kirishima smirked as he brought Kaminari into a hug. "How about we ditch the party tonight and just hang? I wanna hear more about your freckles." Kaminari chuckled, face still red.

    "Y-Yeah that sounds great." Kirishima pulled away and placed a soft kiss on Kaminari's forehead, sending the teen into a blissful shock.

A:N

Kaminari with freckles is my new religion.