The question was as sincere and real as the sky is blue. He was genuinely curious.

"So do you like zap people when you kiss them? Like does the electricity and wetness of y'all's mouths make you zap the other person?"

That's it. That's all Eijiro asked Denki. More than half of the guy's in class were all huddled around several desks in the middle of the classroom during lunch break. They'd finally been able to get Mineta expelled for his general disgusting nature towards any and all females he set his sights on. The were gifted with Izuku's forever sleepy boyfriend Shinso in the gross grape's place and he was the one who'd started the conversation.

It turned out that several people in class hadn't had their first kisses yet. Which turned into a big discussion and questions as to why they hadn't. Almost no one was surprised when Katsuki started he'd already had his. The surprise came when they asked who it was and too describe it and got a red faced Katsuki but a smirking Izuku. Kirishima thinks every jaw in the group dropped because out of the two everyone would think that Katsuki would have been the one in charge with every single aspect in life, especially things that involved his face area.

That part of the discussion was fascinating to say the least.

Till Kaminari came out and said he'd already had his first kiss and several others after that. Kiri who was relatively new to coming to terms with his sexuality and becoming comfortable around people his age was curious to how the electric quirk user was able to kiss someone without almost killing them. Kiri hadn't kissed many people because of both the self confidence issues in his early teen years but also because of his quirk. No one ever wanted to get close to his razor sharp teeth and he understood that. His teeth were kind of terrifying. He gets it.

Still didn't stop his curiosity to how other people with different quirks got around their quirks. He wanted to question all the people with quirks that affected their bodies to almost scary lengths. His quirk has very little effect on his every day life and relationships he has. But Todoroki and Bakubro who have to keep their feelings in check to not set things on fire or ice themselves or other things over? Midoriya who needs to keep in mind just how strong he is even without his quirk being activated fully? Shinso and accidentally letting a brainwash question out while he's half asleep? He wonders if this is how Midoriya felt? Wanting all this information just to have it and put his mind and questions at ease. Exhausting.

The question was innocent enough he though. It was an honest one that came from a place of wanting knowledge on how one of his best friends operated with his quirk.

Kaminari's answer on the other hand was anything but innocent and it kind of threw him off with how flirty it was.

"Well why don't you come find out for yourself?" The accompanying half smirk had him feeling like he was just lit on fire.

I mean he was because he was sitting just a little too close to Shouto and his arm sparked off in surprise but they put it out pretty quickly and he wasn't hurt because his quirk subconsciously activated with the sense of danger. So it was fine. But he still felt like he was on fire. He also could only dream of getting his hair the color his face currently was. He didn't know people could get as red as he was. He only knew he was red because Bakugou pointed it out and then shoved his phone in his face to show him just how red he really was.

Before anyone could make any playful jabs at the two boys, the bell rang and Aizawa was slowly crawling out of his yellow sleeping bag and calling for everyone to get back in their seats and put the class back how it was supposed to be.

Kirishima sighed and sagged in relief at being literally saved by the bell and got helping put the desks back in place. He was thankful that he sat behind Denki and not in front of him because he knew for sure that he'd have even less attention directed to the front of the class. He couldn't help but stare at the back of the boy's head and day dream. Would he get an electrical zap if he and Denki kissed? Would it just be like a regular kiss? Would he like the kiss? Would he like the kiss because it was a kiss or because it was Denki?

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His eyebrows fly up to his hairline and his eyes grow to the size of dinner plates. Did he like Denki?

That last thought had him back to a blushing idiot and diverting his eyes to his desk. He must have zoned out and been in auto pilot for a while because there was maybe twenty minutes left of the school day now and Aizawa was asleep under his desk. He tried to be casual as he glanced around the room to see what every one was doing. He looked to his left and saw Shinso sleeping on his desk, Izuku scribbling in a notebook and Katsuki turned around in his seat watching Izuku scribble and giving him quiet suggestions to his notes that has Izuku writing even faster. To his right Sero is talking quietly with Jiro about an assignment due next week that he himself should probably get started on.

Then he looks back to what's in front of him and see a pair of bright yellow eyes staring at him in amusement. Denki has his head propped up in his hands with his elbows resting on the edge of Kirishima's desk. His head is cocked to the side and oh Kami he can feel himself heating up from the inside out and his ears turning red. Denki seems to notices and raises his eyebrows with a small amused smile to match his eyes. Eijiro gives a small wave and tucks his hands under his desk so he could fidget freely.

"Hi." It's small and quiet as he says it. He didn't want his voice to crack or waiver or anything else that could embarrass him further.

Denki shows him mercy and keeps his voice just as quiet, not drawing any extra attention to them. "Hey. How goes it, handsome? Do I have something in my hair? You seem to like staring at it."

He takes it back on the mercy. Denki was merciless. Hitting him with a double whammy. This heat running through him had him glancing around himself to make sure he wasn't on fire again. His uniform shirt would not be able to handle another small fire. This amount of blood rushing to his face and ear could not be healthy.

"We should probably talk about this crush you have on me. You're not a very secretive and discrete person outside of a battlefield." Denki smirks at him and he's pretty sure his soul has left him. How could Denki know before he did? He literally just asked himself that question within the past maybe half hour. Did I really stare at Denki that much? "You do." The quiet voice startles him. "You talk under your breath sometimes." Kaminari closes his eyes and half shrugs like it was common knowledge and not a big deal.

A small choked sound makes it way up his throat and out his mouth as he takes a small glance towards Midoriya who's mumbling up a storm scratching away at page in his notebook.

"Midoriya level? No. What he does scares me. He's got so much in that brain that I truly hope to never get on his bad side because I just know he's got a notebook on every single one of us he could use to outright torture us all if he wanted." Denki answers his silent question and shakes his shoulders in an exaggerated shudder.

There's a barely audible "damn straight" that comes from both Shinso and Bakugou that no one pays mind too but sends a worried chill down Kirishima's spine regardless.

"No. What you do is absolutely adorable." The blonde adds a wink to his statement just as the bell rings letting everyone know they were finally dismissed. "I'll see you back at the dorms, yeah?" The crooked smile and way he cocks his head to the left like a puppy lets Eijiro know that Denki knows exactly what he's doing to the red head. Kiri can only nod in confirmation, because he certainly didn't trust his voice anymore. "Good. I'll be waiting." One last wink and Denki is walking out the classroom with Sero and Mina.

Eijiro just groans and lets his head thunk onto his desk.

Oh what was he getting himself into?