Jirou sat on the edge of Kaminari's bed. Kaminari sat just a foot away from her, fiddling with his guitar. He had been playing her a riff he came up with.
"So? What do ya think?" He said as he finished playing. Jirou let a small smile form at her lips.
"Not too shabby, pikachu." Jirou responded. She scooted closer to Kaminari.
"You're just saying that because you're my friend." Kaminari leaned the guitar against the wall as he spoke.
"I may be your friend, but I'm also your bandmate. And it's my duty as a bandmate to tell someone where their music is shitty." Jirou assured, waving a finger. Kaminari smiled and laughed. Jirou's heart nearly skipped a beat. She had to turn away from Denki so he wouldn't catch her blushing. Her eyes wandered around the dorm room. She noticed that, even though it was his room, there were little specks of her all around. Photos they had taken together, a couple of her chokers, even one of her jackets was lazily hung behind a chair. Jirou was okay with it, of course. It made her happy that Kaminari thought of her, even when she wasn't around.
As Jirou regained eye contact with Kaminari, she saw that his smile was quickly fading. They sat there in silence for a minute, just looking at each other, before Kaminari opened his mouth again.
"Hey...can I get kinda serious for a minute?" He asked. Jirou nodded. She couldn't find the energy to speak. "I know this is kinda out of nowhere, but...I feel like I can trust you." Kaminari looked away from Jirou. "Being at this school has been great! I've made friends and learned so much about my quirk, and had good experiences, but...It's been scary, sometimes. Like, really fucking scary. There have been times where...I thought that I would hurt you because of my quirk." His expression quickly changed. "Ugh god, sorry I'm venting...I just...sorry." His cheeks turned red.
Jirou wanted to comfort him. She really did. But as she opened her mouth to speak, something else came out.
"I like you." Jirou blurted. She immediately realized what she had just said and covered her mouth in surprise. Kaminari's eyes grew wide.
"What?" He asked. His face let no emotions slip through. He was a blank slate.
"I like you Kaminari. I really fucking like you." Jirou repeated. Kaminari's blank expression suddenly changed to a happy one.
"Do you know how long I've been waiting to hear you say that?" Kaminari replied. Suddenly, his face was just inches from hers. "Can I kiss you?" He asked quietly. Jirou nodded. She, again, couldn't find the energy to speak. But this time for a different reason.
Within seconds of her reply, Kaminari pulled Jirou by her chin. Then they were kissing. The moment Jirou had been waiting for ever since she had met Kaminari. She felt a small shock pass through her, causing them to break apart. She looked up at Kaminari.
"Woah, dude! Your hair!" Jirou covered her mouth as she laughed. Kaminari got up and looked at himself in the mirror, only to see his hair standing up with static.
"Oh god, that is so un-sexy." Kaminari buried his face in his hand. Jirou got up and stood next to him.
"I never said it was bad." Jirou commented. Kaminari pushed his hands closer into his face. Jirou grabbed Kaminari's hand and dragged him to the bed. She pushed him down, to where she was over top of him.
A smirk appeared on Denki's face. "Are we 'bout to kiss right now?" He joked. Jirou fell over with laughter.
"Shut up, oh my god. You just had to ruin it, didn't you?" Jirou asked as the laughter settled.
"Okay fine. What else would you have wanted me to say?" Kaminari asked smuggly.
"Literally fucking anything?" Jirou replied as she sat up. Just as she settled, Kaminari picked her up from behind and set her in his lap. "What the fuck are you-?" Jirou was cut off by Kaminari continuing their interrupted kiss from earlier.
Kaminari's hands moved from her face, to her torso, to her hips. "Two can play at that game." Jirou thought. She moved her hands to Kaminari's chest.
The kiss that had only lasted seconds earlier, now seemed to last a lifetime. They would have done this for an eternity...if they hadn't been interrupted by a voice.
"Kaminari, have you seen Jiro-OH MY GOD!" They both looked over to see Yaoyorozu standing in the doorway with a large grin.
"It's-! I-! We-! ...Shut up." Jirou's voice stopped every time she tried to defend herself, knowing that there was no way to explain it.
"Mina! I owe you a soda!" Yaoyorozu called out the door.
"MOMO I SWEAR TO GOD-" Jirou began. She would have given Momo the thick of it if she hadn't felt Kaminari's hand grip her shoulder. Jirou took a deep breath.
"Ever heard of knocking?" Kaminari asked. Jirou saw that his whole face was red, but she couldn't tell if it was with anger or embarrassment.
"I did knock! I guess you two lovebirds didn't hear me, though." Momo taunted. "I just came in here looking for Jirou. Guess I found her. At least if I lose her again, I'll know here to look!" Jirou could see a grin on Momo's face as she left the room.
"I cannot believe that just happened." Kaminari said as he sat down on the edge of his bed. Jirou slid next to him.
"I don't know if I can still make out right now knowing that Momo knows." Jirou said reluctantly. "You are a good kisser, though." Jirou stood up, but Kaminari grabbed her wrist.
"Wait, I'm a good kisser?" Jirou turned around to see that Kaminari was practically glowing. She wouldn't have been surprised if he was electric.
"No shit, dumbass. I wouldn't have said it if you weren't. It's surprising that I'm your first kiss." Jirou sat on the bed again.
"I never said you were my first kiss!" He said defensively. Jirou gave him a look. He sighed. "Yeah. You're right. You are my first kiss." He admitted.
Jirou leaned into Kaminari's ear. "I can't wait to be some of your other firsts." She whispered. Kaminari stood up, his face brighter than the sun.
"OKAY! Aaaaand that is where we part ways until tomorrow!" He exclaimed, grabbing Jirou's bag and handing it to her.
"What? Did I say something wrong?" Jirou asked smuggly. She recognized that he was barely functioning and approached the door. "I understand, I understand. I'll see you tomorrow, pikachu." She stepped out of the door. Jirou turned around one last time to see that Kaminari was standing up, stiff as a board. She quietly laughed as she approached her room.
