Sensation

3: The Three Muskeeters

Warning: violence, pretty harsh language (but you should know and expect that already.)

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Denki wasn't surprised to find Sero waiting for him when he got back to the dorms, wiggling his eyebrows and asking countless questions about where he was. Even though the blonde boy denied doing anything, Sero remained suspicious and giddy.

"Don't tell me you were out with your girlfriend.." Sero pondered, smirking and pacing around the hallway. "I mean, what else could you have possibly been doing for an entire hour and a half after your detention was over?"

"Shut up," Denki playfully shoved his shoulder, not even denying it.

"So it is true!"

"Now I didn't say that.." Denki blushed and scratched his cheek.

"Don't even try to deny it! What's her name, by the way?"

"Oh.. uh.. it's- it's (F/N).." Denki spat out, mustering a smile.

"Hm, doesn't ring a bell. How about we meet her this weekend? We've waited long enough," Sero winked with finger gun, lifting his heel off the ground. "We're all allowed to go get some ice cream, she can come along.."

"Y-Yeah! I'll ask her." Denki nervously agreed. "I mean, it'll be hard since she's in another class-"

"So she is a U.A student! That makes this all the more interesting." Sero scratched his imaginary beard. He leaned into his ear and put up his palm next to his mouth, "By the way, don't ask her, tell her. I'm sure she's used to you being dominant anyways.."

"Woah dude," Denki laughed nervously, a blush couldn't help but heap on his face as he thought about it a bit. His hormones were definitely raging. "We haven't gone there yet.."

"Yet." Sero nudged him. "But when it does, you better tell me how it was, or else."

"Yeah yeah, just let me through." He playfully shoved Sero out of the way and ran his hands through his face in defeat.

"Be sure to implement some bondage or maybe even some shock treatment! It's all or nothing Kaminari! This is your moment! Tell me more later!"

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A week passed since you last saw Denki, and you were so damn bored. Your head hit the table harshly for the third time, snickers filling your ears as you groan and rub your forehead. You wanted to smack everyone upside the head at that moment. At least with Yuri making faces at you the entire class and passing notes, it wasn't too bad.

One thing you noticed was that she kept stealing glances at Shinsou, which made you grimance and run your hands through your hair, shaking your head in disappointment. Her light pink hair matched her cheeks as you vaguely teased her with heart symbols with your fingers from across the room over the teacher's constant, unrelated babbling about his boring personal life. Your eyes also lingered over his purple tresses, wondering what was so special about them. You couldn't help but feel happy for her, finally having feelings for someone that isn't popular or perfect in every way.

You rolled your eyes at her and turned back to your desk, laying your head sideways and beginning to daydream about what you were going to do once you were back at the dorms. Lately, you've been sexually frustrated and you wanted to fix that soon. You couldn't help but stare at every boy that passed by you. Your eyes always lingered to their broad arms or their crotch, sometimes you were lost in their eyes.
Then your mind wandered. The only boy to make you lost in their annoying, enthusiastic smile and cheery demeanor was none other than...
Then someone threw a crumpled paper at the back of your head and snapped you out of your thoughts. You flinched and growled, turning your body to see the three boys in the back of the room all snicker and elbow each other. You glanced at the teacher who somehow didn't
notice their shenanigans. Somehow, the three of them also got to have moved their desks to be right by one another, great. You glared them, one of them in particular, the middle boy with light blue hair was smirking and waving at you. You assumed it was him who threw the paper at you.