Denki ran out of Heights Alliance and towards the famous ground in which Kacchan and Deku fought.
There, he saw the beauty of Y/n. Her gleaming h/c hair shone in the moonlight.
"Y/n... you look... great!" he panted, a hand on his knee as he bent over trying to catch his breath.
The girl turned around, one hand on her hair to keep it from blowing in the wind. "No you," she smirked.
Denki snorted. "Y/n, I need to tell you something. I-I love you. And I have since whenever the fuck we met. Actually no. We met when we were like four. I'm pretty sure I fell in love with you when we were seven. When you kissed me on the cheek after that one guy punched me. And-and I don't like it when you date other people. It leaves me feeling jealous. Like, I know I should be the one with--"
Before he knew it, he was kissing her. His rambling distracted him from her, walking up to him. She tasted like vanilla and smelt like peppermint.
"I love you too, Denki. I've loved you for years."
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And we're done! Thank you all so much for reading and sticking with me!
