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Stuck With You (Kaminari Denki x Reader)

STUCK WITH YOU

Warnings: None

They walked to the library side by side. [Y/N] was raging inside, cursing her inability to control herself when it came to the Pomeranian of their class. As a result of another one of their heated arguments, with damages to school property, Aizawa-sensei finally had enough.

Instead of the usual after school detention work, he took a more creative approach. "From today, until your final exams will start, you will be helping your classmates to pull their grades up. Bakugou will help Mineta. And [Y/L/N] will help Kaminari. And I better see results in one month."

"WHAT?" Before they could say more, Aizawa's binding cloth wrapped around them, covering their mouths, and restricting further movements.

So there she was, two days later, marching beside Kaminari Denki who wouldn't shut up even for one second.

"Have you decided on the agency yet? Yesterday we watched the new horror movie by ****, it's a shame you didn't come. Do you think Uraraka will manage to arrange that villa rental for our graduation?"

[Y/N] stopped abruptly, causing the blonde's body to collide with hers. She turned around and looked up. Over the past year, the blonde misunderstanding had a growth spurt reaching almost six feet, leaving a lot of their classmates behind. He looked down at her with a smile plastered on his face, looking more like a model than a pro hero to be.

The girl rubbed her temples. "Kaminari, calm down and stop talking for heaven's sake."

"Wow, you're in a mood." Denki poked her forehead with his index fingers. "If you keep furrowing your eyebrows, you'll get wrinkles."

She waved his hand away.

"That's the least of my problems right now. Did you bring everything I asked for?"

The blonde nodded, patting his schoolbag.

"All in here. Hey, want to grab something to eat later?"

"No. Come on, we've got a lot to do."

"You are so cruel [Y/L/N]-chan."

"Shut up and get going."

The blonde watched her quickly walk to the library building. Holding his breath, he admired her slender legs, knowing just how much strength she held in them, having experienced it firsthand. Denki bit his bottom lip, knowing too well he lucked out. His hand clenched into a first. He wasn't going to let this chance slip. Thanking Aizawa-sensei for the hundredth time he hurried after [Y/N].

***

"What the hell is this?" She slammed his tests on the table. A couple of heads turned to look at them. Speechless, she continued gaping at the grades lower than the room temperature. He grinned, scratching the back of his head. "How did you even make it to the final year?"

"What can I say? I'm charming." he winked.

[Y/N] grimaced.

"It was a rhetorical question!"

The girl leaned back on the chair looking at the mess in front of her. What was she going to do? Where was she supposed to start? Her mind worked actively, trying to figure out the best possible solution to the situation she ended up in.

Should she beg Aizawa to give her after school detention instead?

Should she beg Bakuhoe to swap for Mineta? No! That creep will drool their entire study session. And the hothead will never allow her to live over it.