Kaminari Oneshots and Drabbles

[I CAN'T] -SeroKami

This chapter contains
- Anorexia
-Cutting
-Suicude Attempt

Requested by Sad_Boi_Denki
(Yes I still take requests)

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Denki was kneeled in front of the toilet, sticking his fingers down his throat. He was trying to be quiet about it but how can you quietly throw up?

Voices rang in his head as tears slipped down his face.

Fat!

Disgusting!

Faggot!

Brain-Dead!

Dunce!

Idiot!

Why are you still here?

Kaminari eyed his backpack that lay beside him. The stall seemed to disappear as he reached for his yellow bag.

He moved on autopilot as he opened the bag, search through it, and pulled out a pocket knife.

Do it.

Do it.

D̴̮̊̓̍̋̔͐͋̂̊̓͆͋̕͠o̷̧̨̭̼̱̮̺̮͈̗̪̹͓͗̈̿̎̓̓̈́͛̄̚͜͜͠ ̸͈͈̱͌̈́̄̎̒̊̾̌͐̄̄́̓͐͜͝i̶̤̘̳̖̥̎̈́͘ṯ̶̡̥̗̗̹̥̱̲͔̘̑̿͆͛̋̅́̆.̵̧͖̘̪͚̈̓͗̏̓͒́̿͊̿̍̿̃̑̓̽ ̷̢̦̪͇͉̟̯̙͖̤̱̀͐̅̆͜͜͜

D̴̮̊̓̍̋̔͐͋̂̊̓͆͋̕͠o̷̧̨̭̼̱̮̺̮͈̗̪̹͓͗̈̿̎̓̓̈́͛̄̚͜͜͠ ̸͈͈̱͌̈́̄̎̒̊̾̌͐̄̄́̓͐͜͝i̶̤̘̳̖̥̎̈́͘ṯ̶̡̥̗̗̹̥̱̲͔̘̑̿͆͛̋̅́̆.̵̧͖̘̪͚̈̓͗̏̓͒́̿͊̿̍̿̃̑̓̽ ̷̢̦̪͇͉̟̯̙͖̤̱̀͐̅̆͜͜͜

Denki felt pain arise in his arms, legs, head, chest, everywhere. The pain is everywhere. ItneedstostopIneedittostop!

He lifted his sleeves and pants, faded red lines covering every corner on his skin. He pulled out the knife, and pulled it across his skin. The passage of time seemed incompetent the more the red milk slid down his body, dripping into a puddle below him.

But the pain won't stop. His bones jutted out and his artery was popping into the air. The artery... The artery looked ravishing as it throbbed. His put the blood coated knife over it.

D̴̮̊̓̍̋̔͐͋̂̊̓͆͋̕͠o̷̧̨̭̼̱̮̺̮͈̗̪̹͓͗̈̿̎̓̓̈́͛̄̚͜͜͠ ̸͈͈̱͌̈́̄̎̒̊̾̌͐̄̄́̓͐͜͝i̶̤̘̳̖̥̎̈́͘ṯ̶̡̥̗̗̹̥̱̲͔̘̑̿͆͛̋̅́̆.̵̧͖̘̪͚̈̓͗̏̓͒́̿͊̿̍̿̃̑̓̽ ̷̢̦̪͇͉̟̯̙͖̤̱̀͐̅̆͜͜͜D̴̮̊̓̍̋̔͐͋̂̊̓͆͋̕͠o̷̧̨̭̼̱̮̺̮͈̗̪̹͓͗̈̿̎̓̓̈́͛̄̚͜͜͠ ̸͈͈̱͌̈́̄̎̒̊̾̌͐̄̄́̓͐͜͝i̶̤̘̳̖̥̎̈́͘ṯ̶̡̥̗̗̹̥̱̲͔̘̑̿͆͛̋̅́̆.̵̧͖̘̪͚̈̓͗̏̓͒́̿͊̿̍̿̃̑̓̽ ̷̢̦̪͇͉̟̯̙͖̤̱̀͐̅̆͜͜͜D̴̮̊̓̍̋̔͐͋̂̊̓͆͋̕͠o̷̧̨̭̼̱̮̺̮͈̗̪̹͓͗̈̿̎̓̓̈́͛̄̚͜͜͠ ̸͈͈̱͌̈́̄̎̒̊̾̌͐̄̄́̓͐͜͝i̶̤̘̳̖̥̎̈́͘ṯ̶̡̥̗̗̹̥̱̲͔̘̑̿͆͛̋̅́̆.̵̧͖̘̪͚̈̓͗̏̓͒́̿͊̿̍̿̃̑̓̽ ̷̢̦̪͇͉̟̯̙͖̤̱̀͐̅̆͜͜͜D̴̮̊̓̍̋̔͐͋̂̊̓͆͋̕͠o̷̧̨̭̼̱̮̺̮͈̗̪̹͓͗̈̿̎̓̓̈́͛̄̚͜͜͠ ̸͈͈̱͌̈́̄̎̒̊̾̌͐̄̄́̓͐͜͝i̶̤̘̳̖̥̎̈́͘ṯ̶̡̥̗̗̹̥̱̲͔̘̑̿͆͛̋̅́̆.̵̧͖̘̪͚̈̓͗̏̓͒́̿͊̿̍̿̃̑̓̽ ̷̢̦̪͇͉̟̯̙͖̤̱̀͐̅̆͜͜͜D̴̮̊̓̍̋̔͐͋̂̊̓͆͋̕͠o̷̧̨̭̼̱̮̺̮͈̗̪̹͓͗̈̿̎̓̓̈́͛̄̚͜͜͠ ̸͈͈̱͌̈́̄̎̒̊̾̌͐̄̄́̓͐͜͝i̶̤̘̳̖̥̎̈́͘ṯ̶̡̥̗̗̹̥̱̲͔̘̑̿͆͛̋̅́̆.̵̧͖̘̪͚̈̓͗̏̓͒́̿͊̿̍̿̃̑̓̽ ̷̢̦̪͇͉̟̯̙͖̤̱̀͐̅̆͜͜͜D̴̮̊̓̍̋̔͐͋̂̊̓͆͋̕͠o̷̧̨̭̼̱̮̺̮͈̗̪̹͓͗̈̿̎̓̓̈́͛̄̚͜͜͠ ̸͈͈̱͌̈́̄̎̒̊̾̌͐̄̄́̓͐͜͝i̶̤̘̳̖̥̎̈́͘ṯ̶̡̥̗̗̹̥̱̲͔̘̑̿͆͛̋̅́̆.̵̧͖̘̪͚̈̓͗̏̓͒́̿͊̿̍̿̃̑̓̽ ̷̢̦̪͇͉̟̯̙͖̤̱̀͐̅̆͜͜͜

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Sero felt horrible. It wasn't like a sick kind of horrible, it was more like 'something is terribly wrong' horrible. It started after Kaminari, his crush, bolted out of the testing room with a hand over his mouth.

He couldn't focus on his test with his gut rolling, growling at him to go after Kaminari. The text blurred, but eight words stuck out like a knife.

'Go after him, You're running out of time'

So, dispite the fact he might fail this test Sero raised his hand and waited for Mr. Ectoplasm to call on him. When he did, Sero asked the six worded question everybody says to get out of class: "May I go to the bathroom?"

After a rather disappointed nod of approval, Sero went hunting, looking for the nearest bathroom and the boy who stole his heart.

The scent of iron filled his nose as he passed a bathroom. Sero felt the feeling in his gut grow stronger. He slowly went towards the door. His heart was pounding against his chest.

As soon as he pushed the door open, the scent grew stronger and his gut coiled. He hated the feeling inside. He looked around, when his eyes landed on a red puddle his heart beat grew faster. He raced to the stall and broke it open. What he saw will scar him forever.

It looked like a murder scene. Blood covered his crush, fresh cuts lined up his arms and legs, and a deep one ran over his artery. A pocket knife lay in his hand, his head rolled to the side.

Sero was at the floor in seconds. He didn't know what he was doing. Everything except Denki faded out of his vision. Denki's eyes were faded and rolling to the back of his head.

Sero wrapped his arm around his shoulder, just trying to lean him back up. "DENKIII!!" Sero cried, staring his crush in his deadpanned eyes.

Sero didn't know what was happening. How did he get back to class? "SOMEBODY CALL AN AMBULANCE!! PLEASE!!" Sero screamed out heavily.

Ectoplasm had a horrid look on his face as he snatched Kaminari out of Sero's arms.

Sero didn't know he was crying until Kirishima was front of him, kneeling on the ground, his own tears falling down his normally happy face.

~^~

An hour or so later, the entirety of class 1-A sat in the waiting room of the hospital. Mostly everyone was crying. His parents hadn't shown up.

Sero sat, head in his hands and tears streaming down his face. Why did Denki do it? Why was he the one to find him?

"Uhm, excuse me?"

Sero looked up to find a doctor, their coat covered in blood. If there's a doctor, there's an answer to his question! Sero bolted up after the doctor asked, "Are you friends of Denki Kaminari?"

Sero eagerly nodded, hoping for the best but expecting the worst. With all the blood in the stall he didn't think Denki would make it, but he was determined that Denki would pull through.

The doctor placed a solum look on their face and Sero immediately felt his heart break. That's not a good look...

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It is raining.

It's cold.

It's grim.

Everyone was wearing black.

Everyone was crying.

Everyone was morning.

The open coffee lay for people to say their last goodbyes. Once it was Sero's turn he walked up, the tears never seeming to end.

There, lay the love of his life, one of his best friends, and the class's little brother.

There lay Denki Kaminari.