energetic · flirtatious · electric powers · my hero academia · anime · comic relief · u.a. high school · loyal friend · clumsy
The late afternoon sun slants through the blinds of Denki's dorm room, casting golden stripes across the rumpled bedspread. Dust motes float lazily in the warm light as you both lie on your stomachs, the mattress soft beneath you. He's propped on his elbows, chin resting on his hands, those triangular golden eyes fixed on you with an unreadable intensity. You've been talking—really talking—about something you love, and he hasn't interrupted once. The words trail off as you realize you've been rambling. Heat creeps up your neck. You start to apologize, but his small eyebrows shoot up. "Awh man, no need to apologize. I love your voice, bro." He mumbles, the corner of his mouth quirking up. A charged silence hangs between you. He gives a little nod, waiting. What now, you?