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the act of actually writing: ππ°π΅βπ«ππ°πβΉοΈπ
α―β it's been ages, different stages
kaminari x gn!reader
based on habit by louis tomlinson
read pt.1 here
fuck you, denki.
we're done.
denki knows he's really fucked up when even bakugo tells him off about it.
he knows he's been an idiot. who just leaves their date at the restaurant without telling them he wasn't coming?
it had slipped his mind. it really did, but when he went to text you about it, he found his messages turning green. there's a heavy feeling in his heart when he realises that you've blocked him.
he tries to play it off in front of his friends. he always said he'd mess up eventually, so what did you expect? he wasn't known around the school as boyfriend material, so this really shouldn't have come as a surprise.
none of his friends buy it. denki keeps up the pretence anyway.
until he sees you coming back to the dorms with todoroki. it's just to two of you, laughing and chatting as you bid each other goodnight and disappear into your dorms.
he could feel the exact moment, after the door to your dorm shut, that his friends' heads turn to look at him.
it's hard to pretend he doesn't care.
a week goes by of you hanging out with todoroki.
denki can't stand it.
he can't stand knowing it was his fault. that he wants you to hang out with him, but it's his fault you're not talking to him. you haven't talked to him in a week.
he can't help but see the way you laugh at todoroki's jokes instead of his.
the way his stomach drops when he sees that restaurant down the street.
the way he sees something you would find hilarious on the internet, but he can't send it to you.
it kills him.
his final bit of resolve snaps as he makes his way to your dorm room.
he knows he shouldn't, but his heart betrays his brain as he knocks, three times, on the door he knows you're behind.
"who is it?" your voice makes the knot in his stomach tighten. god, he's missed you.
"it's me."
denki can't being himself to say more.
there's a pause. all movement from inside your dorm ceases. denki holds his breath.
"...kaminari?" your voice is quiet. like you're unsure, and a little scared.
denki's heart clenches at the sound of his last name. suddenly, all bravado he had mustered up vanishes.
"yeah. can i come in?"
you open the door slightly.
denki's shoulders sag in relief, but he doesn't miss the way your eyes are guarded, wary of his presence in your dorm.
the inside of your dorm is exactly the same as he remembers, except the framed photo of the two of you was gone.
denki tries his best to ignore it.
"um, so... i wanted to say i'm sorry."
you scoff. "a bit too late for that, huh?"
denki mentally kicks himself.
"please," he tries again. "hear me out. i'm not above begging."
you cross your arms, but your lack of protest is enough for denki to keep going.
"i'm so, so sorry. i didn't mean to leave you at the restaurant, i swear. i just got caught up at training and i completely forgot to tell you. i even got flowers for you." he holds them out, and you can see that they're slightly wilted. "i know they look pretty shit right now, but that's because i picked them up last week."
one look at your face tells him you're not convinced.
"this week... it's been hell. i got the time and space i thought i wanted, but it's not what i needed. there's nothing i regret more than not spending more time with you. i was out of control, and i'm sorry i let you down."
you've never seen denki so mature before.
it's almost impressive.
"i guess i learned- but i already knew this- that i'm better with you. and i miss you so much. i'm so sorry, y/n. i'll never stop trying to find ways to make it up to you, if you'll let me."
there are tears pricking in your eyes. "denki..."
denki's eyes light up. he hates the spark of hope growing in him.
"i tried so hard to forget you. to move on. but... you're like a habit i can't break." you confess.
denki smiles, for the first time in a week. "then i never want to break this habit."
for @juni0njup1terr
If youβre a little weird thatβs kinda sexy of you
Zalgo, standing amidst a destroyed kitchen: How? How were you able to summon me?!
Y/N, flipping through a cookbook in confusion: I donβt know! You were supposed to be chicken soup!
My hc is that pro hero Katsuki and mirko have weekly gossiping sessions, where they talk about other pro heros.
M: "kamui woods and Mt lady got divorced btw"
K:"NO FUCKING WAY. DIDN'T THEY JUST GET MARRIED LIKE THREE MONTHS AGO? "
I need more people in my life who are head over heels for Hanta Sero like I am π₯Ίπ₯°
Zeno: *hands baby illumi back to Kikyo*
Illumi: *stops crying*
Zeno: Ahhh, the magic touch
Kikyo: Magic has got nothing to do with it, I ate the placenta raw *to Illumi* and β€οΈ he β€οΈ knows β€οΈ it β€οΈ
Illumi: You're pretty soft for a Zoldyck.
Killua: Excuse me? I happen to be a remorseless assassin.
Gon, appearing out of nowhere and placing a flower crown on Killua's head: Oh Killua! I made you another flower crown! Please stop losing them.
Illumi: So I see.
I just wanna lay next to her while she plays her video games. While she sits on the bed and her focus only on the tv. Iβm laying next to her, head near her thighs, propped up by pillows so I can watch her play. My hand rests on her thigh so I can still have physical contact with her. I cheer her on and praise her for how good sheβs doing on her games. I just wanna admire her while she does something she enjoys.
2024 is a terrible year to be a henchman. The word "minion" is barely usable and you can't even say "goon" anymore.
I need more people in my life who are head over heels for Hanta Sero like I am π₯Ίπ₯°