Unexpected - Denki x reader (Valentine’s Day)
Word count: 3,978
Warnings: none, aside from a case of “Did not edit, just finished this this morning”
A/n: HOW DID THIS END UP SO LONG?? I swear, I started it with the idea and intention that it would be 1.4k or 1.9k words. How did I accidentally write two thousand more words? Anyway, I hope this is a good valentine fic for Denki boy. I thought of it due to a prompt on tumblr. If I can later remember who it was who made it, I will edit this and have a link to that post.
Edit: Found it. The prompt was made by @love-me-a-good-prompt
When was it you started to look at him differently?
You looked over your shoulder to find Kaminari making his way past several students in the cafeteria to get to you. You turned your body to face him. Though, you felt awkward about still holding your lunchtray, as if it was a barrier between you and him.
“Do you got a date for tomorrow?” he asked with a grin.
Your heart gave a weep at the reminder of Valentine’s day. As if the hearts and commercials all over the place weren’t enough. “What do you think?”
“Just checking.” He dashed to get his lunch tray he had set down, and sped walked to your side as you picked a table to sit at.
Kaminari had been your friend for several months. One day you had simply overheard him talking about a manga, the same one you had read, and you jumped into the conversation. After that, the both of you became easy friends, and frequently had lunch at the same table.
“Why would you even ask?” You slid into a seat at the table. “You know there’s no one I’m really interested in.”
“Except for fictional characters,” he added while getting into his own chair across from you.
“Yeah. Unfortunately they aren’t available for me to ask out.”
He leaned back in his seat. “We’re really missing out on these things. I thought by the time I was in high school training to be a cool hero, I would have tons of girls like me by now.”
“And I, for some reason, thought I would magically manifest a special someone. But that’s clearly not happening anytime soon.” You stared down while absent mindedly stirring your food.
He suddenly sat straight and looked at you with a twinkle in his eyes. The kind that told you he had an idea. “What if we did all of that classy Valentine’s day stuff together?”
“I think you meant cliche.”
“Banana, ba- … oh wait, that’s not how the saying goes.”
You let out a large laugh and nearly choked on your food.
“Something with tomatoes or potatoes,” he continued with a wave of his hand as if throwing away the topic. “Well, what do you think? You wanna do it?”
“You just want the chocolate, don’t you?”
“No! I would never!” He waved his arms around. “… Well, that too.”
“I knew it!” You lifted your fork/chopstick of food into air in triumph. “Just make sure you get my favorite chocolate once White Day rolls around.”
“Sure thing!” He gave a thumbs up. “I’m sure I can get enough money by then!”
“You’ve been using all of it on manga and snacks again, haven’t you?”
“What else would I use it on?”
“Okay. Just don’t use the money for my chocolate on manga.”
“If I did, It would be a great manga and be worth a lot more than some chocolate. Actually, that should be a thing. Instead of getting girls chocolate, get them manga! And we should get manga too. … So, are we doing it?” he asked when he paused long enough to think.
“I don’t know,” you shrugged while taking another bite.
He slammed his hand on the table. "But you said it like you did! I just agreed to get you chocolate next month!”
“I was saying if I agreed. If I agreed then you would have to get me chocolate.” You internally laughed at his response.
Kaminari slumped in his chair. "Okay, but my point is, how long have we been single? And it doesn’t look like it’s going to change anytime soon, so I was thinking why not we experience some of it while we’re still in high school?”
“Hmmm,” you tapped your finger against your lip. “Well, you have a point. And I guess I got nothing better to do tomorrow.”
“So it’s a yes?” his eyes lit up.
“I guess so.”
“Yes!” He jumped up and some heads turned towards him. “I got a—!”
You hastily pulled him back down and got a hold of his ear. He yelped in pain before you shushed him. The attention he had gained was beginning to die down after doing that, much to your relief. You released a small puff of air, grateful that you didn’t feel like you were in a spotlight anymore.
“Kaminari,” you whispered into his ear, an edge present in your voice, “Don’t go announcing it to the world, especially if it’s not an actual date. Do not ruin it for me.”
You let go, and he got out of the awkward position of being pulled half way onto the table. Thankfully, he hadn’t landed in his food when you pulled him down. He settled back in his chair and rubbed his ear.
“Okay! You can count on me!”
Maybe it was a bad idea to suddenly agree when that meant you had to make chocolate for him that night. You already had some chocolate you bought from the store for family and friends. One of those giri chocos was originally going to be his, but now you would have to actually make him honmei choco if you were going to have the whole Valentine’s Day experience. You considered skipping on that for a brief second, but you had already agreed to do it. Plus, you weren’t sure if you would ever get to do this during high school at this rate. And you wanted to at least have done it once.
You’d have to run to the store to get better quality chocolate, a cute wrap for it, and a heart shaped mold. In order to save time, you went directly to the nearest store after school. It would save time, and you didn’t have much of it. You didn’t know how long it would take to make them, and you wanted some extra time in case you make a mistake and had to do something over again.
It was more crowded than you thought. You also didn’t realize how many stares you would get just for being in your U.A. uniform. Thankfully, everything you needed was there and you made your way to the counter to pay. As you were weaving your way through the people, you thought you saw another student. You did a double take. Uniform. Pink skin. Ashido.
You tried to duck and hide, but it was too late.
“Oh, hey!” She waved you down and ran to you. A bag of purchased goods was hanging from her arm. “What are you doing here? Are you getting last minute giri choco too!”
“Hey, isn’t that stuff to make chocolate? Wait a second… OMG! Who’s the lucky person!”
You nervously held the items close to you. This was why you didn’t want her seeing you. “No one, really. I’m just… making it for the experience.” You put a smile onto your face and did your best to make the last half of the sentence sound cheery.
It wasn’t technically a lie. You just hoped she bought it. Because if she kept prying and learned it was for Kaminari, you would never hear the end of it.
“Okay. Can I have some when you’re done?” She joked and bumped your arm with her elbow.
“Only if I didn’t eat it all first.” You internally high fived yourself for the quick reply.
“Okay. Well, see you at U.A.” She waved before dashing out the door.
“Bye!” You watched her go. When she was out of view, you exhaled a breath you didn’t know you were holding.
You stood nervously in the park. You wore a Valentine Day themed outfit you had put together, with the help of some ideas from the internet. It was 5:45 pm, the time you agreed on meeting. You had honestly expected him to be slightly late. Though it did nothing to make your feel less jittery.
There were quite a few people who also had the same idea of going to the park. Some friends playing Frisbee. A family walking by. And some couples. You scanned the area for him, multiple times, but still couldn’t see him.
Why were you even so worried? This was your friend. It’s not like it was an actual date with someone you liked. If he forgot or something, you could just chew him out later. Then that ‘what if’ situation made you sick to your stomach and you forced yourself to stop thinking about it.
You head turned up within a split second and you saw him. He wore a dark blue button up shirt. This plus his smile and hair… somehow made him look nice. A smile spread on your face, yet your nerves didn’t completely calm down just yet.
“Hey!” You greeted back.
“You look nice,” he commented.
“You too.” You nodded. “So, what were you planning on doing first?”
“I thought we’d walk around here first, then go to this one restaurant. And after that we can wander around shops.” he shrugged.
“Okay, sounds nice.” You began walking side by side with him.
Your brain tried to sabotage the moment by beginning to make you feel awkward. You did your best to push it away. But were you supposed to be walking in silence? Or talking?
“You wanna hold hands?” He offered.
“Hmm,” you joking held your finger to your lip in deep thought. “I think no.”
“Oh, come on!” He acted upset, but there was a big grin on his face.
You laughed and he joined in. A few more jokes were thrown back and forth as you passed trees and other people. Though within a seemingly short amount of time, the conversation hit dead end. You pulled on your sleeve and look in any direction but him.
“Okay, this is getting boring,” he said. “Can we go to the restaurant now?”
"Lucky for you, I think we’re almost at the end of the park, and I’m hungry.”
“Yes!” he cheered. “They always make walking through the park look more fun in the movies.”
“Yeah,” you agreed with a laugh.
Kaminari led you to the place he picked out. Well, more like he tried to go there, then got lost and had to give up on relying on his memory. He made the brilliant move of pulling out his phone, setting the location on his map app, and he following it. But you both realized that he had gotten the point where you going mixed up with your location. This resulted in having to backtrack and ignoring your growling stomach as it took even longer to get there.
Finally, you found it. You entered through door with him. Inside were tables placed around a large circle. The conveyor belt had several plates of food with different types of sushi and other dishes. The chiefs in the middle of the circle conveyor worked hard to keep the food coming. Almost every table was filled.
“Aw, man. We should have gotten here earlier,” Kaminari grabbed your hand. “C’mon.”
You both ran until you spotted a free table and slide in. It took a second to catch your breath after the sudden sprint. Sitting in the chair, you looked around more closely. It was a nice place. There were people chattering, some clanking of plates, and mouth watering food slowly passing by you. You reached up to begin to grab one, but then you stopped yourself.
“Wait, am I paying for myself or where you…?”
“You can have whatever you want. My treat,” he replied with a ish eating grin. Probably meant that he thought what he just said was very cool.
You laughed to yourself and picked one and he did the same. It was good. You were pleasantly surprised, though you weren’t sure why. Maybe it was because he had only learned of the restaurant while looking up ones online to take you to. And it was only yesterday that you agreed. Then again, you had made honmei choco the other night…
You suddenly remembered something and nearly choked on your sushi roll.
“You okay?” Kaminari said, unfortunately dismissing any hope you had that he didn’t notice.
“No, I’m good. I just need to make a phone call. One second.” You excused yourself and walked outside while pulling out your phone.
It was an uncomfortable change to suddenly be greeted by the chilly February air. Was it really that cold when you were with Kaminari? You dialed your mom’s number and resisted the urge to pace.
As soon as you heard the other end being picked up, you began. “Mom, I need you to get something for me. If you look in the kitchen, somewhere on the counter is where I left a bag of chocolate for Valentine’s day. Can you bring that to me?” You had been so busy trying to get ready and be on time, that you had accidentally left the honmei choco you made.
“Uhh, okay. But where are you? It’ll be awfully hard to give it to you if I don’t know where you are.”
“In a little bit I should be…” you tried to think of a good point to meet up, “near Takoba Municipal Beach Park. Probably close to that one gazebo. I’ll text you that so you don’t forget after I hang up.”
“Okay. I hope you appreciate this. I really don’t feel like going all the way out there to give you something you forgot.”
“If I could go back and un-forget it, I would. Thank you. Bye.”
With that, the call ended. You took a deep breath to calm your heart, which seemed to think forgetting chocolate was a catastrophic event, and went back inside.
When you caught sight of Kaminari again he was dunking a chunk of seaweed and fish into soy sauce, before shoving it into his already full mouth. He stopped and paused upon seeing you. He chewed and swallowed as quickly as he could and finished by the time you sat back down.
“So, what was that about?” he started it off as a joke, but his voice seemed shaky for whatever reason.
“I just forgot something and asked Mom to go get it for me.” Technically wasn’t a lie.
“Oh, okay.” He began eating more. He started counting the plates and you could see his face pale a tad.
“Is everything alright for you?”
“Huh? I mean, yeah, everything’s great.” He smiled at you.
You shrugged and focused your gaze on the conveyor belt. A particularly delicious looking morsel. It was clearly more expensive, with a nice layer of tuna in it. You reached out your hand, considering getting it when you saw Kaminari flinch at your action.
You turned to him. “Do I need to pay for my own meal?”
“No, no,” he tried to retain the coolness he built up, “I can pay.”
You sighed. “No, you are not going broke because of expensive fish.”
“But, that’s not-”
“What? It’s not cool? Denki- oops.” You realized you accidentally used his given name.
His face turned the slightest bit pink, though you hardly even noticed in your own embarrassment. “That’s fine. You can call me Denki. We’ve known each other long enough.”
“Thanks,” you nodded and continued, “Denki, you are my friend,” why did the word 'friend’ leave a different taste this time 'round? “and I don’t want you doing something stupid because you think it makes you look cool.”
He struggled to make a comeback and ended up blurting out, “Doing something stupid that makes me look cool defines me.”
“Look, let’s split the bill between us, that way you pay for some of mine, but you don’t spend up all of the money your promised to use to get me chocolate on White’s Day.”
“Wait, you didn’t care about me, you just wanted to make sure you still got chocolate.” He faked an offended expression.
You exhaled a laugh. “Yeah, sure. Whatever makes you feel better. As long as you agree.”
“But don’t purposefully buy more just because I’m offering to pay half.”
“Can’t make any promises~”
Eventually, you became full enough, or rather reached the maximum to what you were willing to pay. Then you left. You blinked when you stepped out. You hadn’t expected it to become this dark. Kaminari began walking off, probably to some store or the mall, but you grabbed his arm to stop him.
“Is it alright if we stop by the beach?”
His eyes lit up, like the stars in the sky. “Great idea! That’d be much more romantic.”
You expected to roll your eyes, but what you found was your face growing warm and your mouth being lost for words. Thankfully, he didn’t notice and just started running for the beach, pulling you along. Buildings loomed over you in the dark, until they finally cleared and the beach came into view. The sea seemed to become the night sky. It gently washed over the sand in a rhymic pattern. The sound of it filled your ears and your senses listened. A sense of calmness washed over you.
You both walked up to the gate that separated the beach from the road. Kaminari leaned against the metal gate, resting on his arms. The two of you stared at the view in a comfortable silence.
“Wow, this is nice,” he commented.
“Yeah.” There was a weird feeling, somewhat reminiscent to a flutter or squeeze, in your chest. Something that made the moment seem more magical. You could almost feel this feeling rising and beginning to climb up your throat.
More silence, then a movement caught your attention out the corner of your eye. Your mom was waving to you and held a small bag that slightly reflected in the small amount of light there was.
“One second, I need to go get something,” you let him know and ran to your mom. “Thank you so much.”
“Just don’t make this a habit,” she handed it to you. Then she glanced to where Kaminari was and squinted. “Is that your date? Is that why you were making chocolate?”
“No,” your voice came out more unsure for some reason, “well, I… was just making that for myself. This is just giri choco.”
“Okay.” She shrugged. “Don’t stay out much longer.”
“I won’t.” You quickly ran back. “Hey,” you greeted him.
“Hey. What was that about?”
“Noting important,” you shrugged and leaned on the gate. “Oh, and here.” You held the bag out to him, trying to act cool and nonchalant, but you knew you had a big smirk on your face.
He gasped and snatched it out of your hold. He wrestled with the bag, trying to get it open. Once he succeeded, he looked inside. A big smile spread across his face and he pulled it out. He held a large chocolate heart on a stick, almost like a lollipop. You thought that would be fun to make. Of course, now that he held it, you could see all the tiny imperfections. Like where a small air bubble had been, or how some chocolate had gotten on the stick. But Kaminari didn’t seem to care at all. He stared at it in awe. Like he had just been given something he wanted for years.
“Wow! Wait, did your mom just give this to you? Did you forget?” he looked over to you.
“What, no, I would never…” you laughed nervously. “But I did make it. You better like it, or else,” you joked.
“I’m sure I will! Wow. You made this?”
“Yep. Last night.”
“Thank you!” He took a bite out of it and began happily chewing.
You smiled. Your eyes locked onto the gazebo on the beach. It looked really nice. The thought of you being in it made you want to go even more. Currently there was a couple there, but then they walked out and started going down the beach. Your eyes lit up.
You looked to Kaminari, tugged on his sleeve, and pointed to the now empty location.
He grinned. “I think I know what you’re thinking and I think we should do it too.”
With a couple of small laughs you both hurried down to the beach was fast as you could. The sand made you slow your pace into a walk, but you didn’t mind. The sea air on you felt refreshing, chilling your skin. The moon was beautiful and the water reflected slivers of the moonlight that danced.
“It looks really nice.” You smiled.
“Yeah… wanna hold hands?” He offered his free hand to you.
To your surprise, this actually sounded nice. And to your greater surprise, you accepted. Your hand slipped in his perfectly. Almost like it found its home. The second you skin touched, it was like electricity ran through you and jump started your heart. You were about to ask if he was using his quirk, but quickly realized that it didn’t feel exactly like electricity. But the strange feeling in your heart continued. You couldn’t tell if it felt nice or if you wanted it to go away.
Your feet kept sinking in the sand until you reached the pier and had to get used to walking on concrete again. You made your way to the roof on the end of the pier, hand in hand. You stood by the edge. Staring at the water.
Kaminari took the last bite. “That was delicious.”
“So…” he looked around. He put the stick back into the bag and placed it in his pocket. “Wanna dance?”
Instead of your usual joking reply, you felt flustered, but shyly accepted. He pulled out his phone and started some music up. You put your hand in his and the other on his shoulder. He held you by the waste. You tried to regulate your breathing and calm down. The two of you began spinning in time with the music. He twirled you around. You even did that one move you would see in movies. When you’d spin out, like a door opening, while still holding his had. The he’d pull you back to him. It all felt simple, and fun.
Right as the fourth song was ending, you had an overwhelming urge to ask him something. “Umm,” then you stopped yourself when you realized exactly what it was you actually wanted to ask. But why did it feel like it was rising out of your throat, desperately wanting to be said.
“Yeah?” he looked at you. His yellow eyes made you feel like melting, an effect they never had up until that point.
“I… it was nothing.”
“No.” You cursed yourself for automatically saying the truth.
“Then what is it?” You looked at you more intently.
Your mind was doing somersaults trying to figure out what to do or say. “Date, please,” you blurted out.
“Well, um.” You really wished you had kept your mouth shut. You stared down and said in the most quiet voice possible, “I think maybe I kinda like you and maybe, kinda, want to go on a real date with you. Maybe? If you’d be fine with that, maybe.”
“Wait,” he stepped back as if in surprise. “You. Want to date… me?”
Your face was burning to the point you wanted to stick into the water like an ostrich. “Yes?”
He threw his arms in the air and jumped around. “Yes! I got an actual date! I’m finally dating someone! They said I couldn’t do it!”
“You don’t need to announce it to the whole world.” You laughed.
“Well, you are—”
“I swear, if you say finish with ‘my world’ I will knock you over the head.”
He let out a big laugh. “Why? You don’t want to be my world?”
His laughter was contagious. “No, it’s cheesy, and this literally just happened a minute ago.”
You both started to walk back, and hardly even noticed when your hands slipped perfectly into one another.