Shock to the Senses

Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia, it belongs to Kohei Horikoshi and its publisher, Shonen Jump.

Heights Alliance

The sun rose, breaching through the poorly rolled up curtains, shining directly into a young man's face. He grunts in discomfort, muttering to himself, "Too fucking early… especially in winter." He threw his sheets off, revealing a messy bush of blonde hair with a black streak in the shape of lightning running through it.

"Denki, get it together. It's Sunday, it's your day off today," he said to himself, stretching after that late-night study session. Denki may not be the best academically but he's been improving lately. As he took notice of his dorm room, he needed to shower right then and now. Denki then took a spare pair of clothes, a towel, and shampoo and headed to the showers on the first floor.

He also made sure his phone was fully charged before going down.

Several Minutes Later

Denki dried his hair as he came out of the bathroom in a new change of clothes: long sleeve shirt with lightning bolts on the chest in a diagonal pattern, grey sweatpants, and a pair of sandals. It was still early, the only ones waking up would be Iida and… Yaoyorozu. He shook his head, clearing his mind on what he needed to do next.

"Kirishima can help with this," he said to himself. "He might be the only one that can."

Denki was back in his dorm room, staring at his cell phone, and debating whether to do this or not. In his mind, he couldn't put this off any longer, and on one level or another, this was going to hurt him in the long run.

"Fuck it," he muttered to himself. He immediately texted Kirishima, stating it was something serious. With a click, he sent the message. Kirishima was many things, going on about manly things was grade-A Kirishima, but… understanding the severity of some topics was another part of him. The sooner he arrived, the better-

PING!

Kirishima: Alright, I'll be up in a couple of minutes.

'That was fast.' Denki thought, surprised at the redhead's response time. He laid back on his bed in the meantime, thinking to himself. "How exactly do I explain this to Kirishima? Maybe a gentle approach or just be blunt with him?" the blonde boy asked no one. He ran his hands through his hair, trying to find the right approach to his situation.

KNOCK! KNOCK!

The knocks on his door interrupted his thinking. Denki exhaled, knowing that this was it. "Come in, Kirishima." Like clockwork, the door opened, and in came the familiar redheaded boy in a red sleeveless shirt and black pants.

"So, Kaminari? What exactly did you need to talk about?" Kirishima asked. Denki motioned for him to take a seat, the redhead taking the chair near the desk.

"Before we talk, I need you to promise something," Denki responded, near-pleading. Kirishima straightened up at his tone, even briefly going to lock Denki's door and returning back to the chair.

"Continue."

"Oh. Oh, right," he replied. "You cannot tell this to anyone. I mean no one." Denki said, emphasizing the last word. Kirishima was a little caught off-guard by Denki's tone. The electric boy was usually light-hearted and a bit of a jokester, but to hear something like this? The redhead paid extra attention.

"You have my word as a fellow man," Kirishima replied, briefly beating his chest. "Now, you were saying?"

Denki took a deep breath, muttering to himself, repeating it like a mantra. "I can do this… I can do this… I can do this… alright. Alright." He briefly paused. "It's… it's about Momo and me."

Kirishima's eyes widened briefly, wondering if he misheard his friend. He asked him to repeat what he said and Denki said it three more times. The redhead went silent but blurted out, "Wait, is she being abusive, bro? I mean-"

"W…what?! No! No, she's not," Denki exclaimed before calming down a bit. "The thing is, we're friends with benefits. You know, fuckbuddies and-"

Kirishima raised his hand up, stopping him briefly. "Yea, yea. I don't need to know all the details. But wow, just wow… to think that the Class rep and you…" The surprise was evident in his voice. "... actually doing it."

"I know, I know. Local Class Clown and Class Rep being fuckbuddies," Denki said, trying to steer the convo back. "We have been friends with benefits for quite a while now. However, there's an issue… I might actually like her."

There it was.

"This is the gist I'm getting bro. You have been friends with benefits with Yaomomo for a while, right?" Kirishima questioned. Denki nodded in response. "And now… you might be genuinely falling for her. Am I right?"

"You hit it right on the fucking mark," Denki said. "I mean, it was so fucking simple. It was one thing to have sex with her and let's be honest, she's gorgeous! It was supposed to be no-strings-attached. NSA! NS-fucking-A."

"You really need to take it easy, bro," Kirishima interjected. "How did Yaomomo agree to this actually? Did you suggest this?"

"Actually, she was the one who started it," Denki said, catching the redhead off guard. "Didn't expect that, did you? Momo wasn't looking for a serious relationship anyway, ya know, school and heroics and all that crap."

"And you think you're screwing it up by falling for her?" questioned the redhead.

"Yes!" he exclaimed. "It was supposed to be two friends meeting up for discreet sexy fun without all the serious stuff. And I'm somehow fucking this up!"

"I appreciate the fact that you came to me instead of Mineta," said Kirishima, folding his arms. "He would've had unmanly advice for you."

"All the more reason you can't mention it to anyone. Especially him! He'd never let me hear the end of it." Denki said, finally finishing.

"I think it's manly that you admitted all this but here's the thing: how did it all start?"

Denki had a smirk on his face but there was an air of nervousness around it. "You have time to listen to this idiot's tale?"

"It's Sunday, plus it's pretty cold outside. So I got time."

"Perfect, it all started several months ago. August, I believe. Momo looked more annoyed than normal…"

AN: A little side project to Hokuto Academia, trying to do different genres. Plus it was inspired by the KamiMomo fic, The Spare Ticket by TheSupremeStarscream.