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Electric Love {ShinsoXDenki Drabble}

"I have a headcannon where Hitoshi hums "Electric Love" to Denki when he's upset or whatever- typically trying everything else before he got to that point. Unless the pikachu was already breaking down."

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He wasn't entirely sure what was wrong, but something definitely was.

That bright, goofy, and always way too cheerful blonde boy he knew so well was- today and almost out of nowhere- really quiet..... It actually almost seemed like his usual energy and cheerful self was nowhere to be found, no matter how hard Hitoshi looked for it.

Denki was being.. Really, really quiet. And he didn't really smile either, though he tried. He caught Hitoshi's attention as the purple-haired boy came in 1-A's dorm and was quick to cast a smile his way- but it was shaky, and almost strained. And the blonde wasn't even in his usual place on the couches and surrounded by his friends- he'd kept himself off to the side, almost fidgeting as he stood near the front entrance.... Hitoshi got the impression Denki might have been waiting for him to show up.

That thought, with that weak smile, and then barely ten words said on the blonde's part in greeting- made Hitoshi's stomach churn.

Something is wrong

Denki suggested they hang out upstairs in his room for today and maybe play some video games, saying it'd be 'super fun', and he voiced the idea not three seconds after the initial, and slightly staggering greeting between them at the door concluded. It was such a quick turn in subject it almost had Hitoshi staggering a bit himself, and he had a hard time trying to wrap his head around it, and the odd behavior- but he caught up as quickly as he could, and enough he knew them going up likely wasn't about playing video games at all.

He nodded slightly and Denki seemed a little too relieved at the easy relent, but he started toward the stairs with Hitoshi following close behind- and the whole way up the blonde kept on with that smile that looked like it would break any second.

Something is seriously wrong

Hitoshi did his best to just let it ride, and temper the blonde's (apparent) want (and maybe even need) to lose themselves in something as mindless as a video game. For awhile they just played, Hitoshi casting furtive glances back and forth toward Denki all the while and never earning his eyes the whole time. And then after the third or fourth round of Shinso letting the blonde win, he saw Denki's hands shaking around the controller, his eyes glittering on stuck to the floor, and his lips pulling into a thin line while his expression became nothing but deep, deep ache.

Hitoshi was already putting his controller down when Denki suddenly sucked in a sharp, slightly hushed breath of air that was way too close to a hitch- and then was quickly followed by another, and another. And with each one Denki's hands trembled more violently, his posture crumbling as he started to fold in on himself, and his shaky, hardly maintained composure the last hour or so, shattered. In an instant he was close to being overtaken by sobs, and Hitoshi was quick to push himself across the floor and catch the blonde's arms up in his, steadying him while the controller slipped from Denki's fingers and clattered to the floor.

"Woah, woah... Denki.... Hey..... What's wrong.....?" Hitoshi murmured quickly, the weight of the blonde in his hands getting a little heavier as Denki's posture crumbled a tad further, and his breathing hitched all the more for it.

"... I... I'm sorry... Toshi... I.... It's been a bad day.... A...and I.... I...."

The words were so broken up by the harsh breaths they were almost impossible to make out, but Hitoshi got the message well enough- and judging by how quickly Denki broke off and his voice cracked, he wouldn't ask anything further.

It just being a bad day, or whatever else that had happened- it didn't matter what the issue was exactly. All that really mattered at that moment was just helping him ride out whatever bad had taken such firm hold of him..... Denki didn't really have bad days, at least not often- but it was often enough Hitoshi had pieced together what to do when this happened, so he moved to do exactly that.

He forced himself a sigh and adjusted so he was sitting all the way on his heels in front of the blonde, his arms snaking around his shuddering figure in a gentle, yet firm embrace and pulling Denki in to him until his forehead bumped against his chest. Denki's hands fumbled to find a grip on Hitoshi's shirt, holding to him tightly as if he was afraid he'd get washed away by the torrent of pain and turmoil suddenly crashing over his head. Hitoshi held him close, burying his chin into the top of the blonde's head, and his hands doing small, circular motions on the other's back.

Hitoshi started humming the tune and melody of "Electric Love", low and quiet and soft, the sound rumbling in his chest and soothingly so, the vibration against Denki's forehead was ridiculously nice.... It made his breath hitch a little less right away, and then more so as Hitoshi kept humming, never faltering, always gentle. Both his voice, and his hands, and his warmth encompassing Denki entirely.

It was sort of an odd thing, and something he'd started doing without really knowing why- but it was kinda their thing... And it worked.

It always worked

It took awhile for Denki to stop crying, the shaking of his body lessening with each repeat of the tune hummed by Hitoshi- until eventually his breathing evened out and was only broken by small, faint hitching gasps here and there. His weight in in Hitoshi's hold got heavier after awhile, the blonde sinking into him to the point he was mostly laying in the other's lap- and Hitoshi let him, and said nothing.

He just kept humming, the tune of "Electric Love" becoming the only thing to hear in the room, mixing with sound of Denki's breathing deepening, and the blonde faded off into sleep, the bout of crying taking it's toll and exhausting him.

His sleep was peaceful though, with no more turmoil, and full of the warmth around him from Hitoshi... And nothing on his mind but the sluggish, dancing tune playing on an endless, soothing loop.

Hitoshi let out a breath, eyes gleaming down at the other as his hand fell gingerly on the blonde's head, the humming fading for a moment as he shook his head a bit.

".... You're my electric love...."

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sedated-love · 4 years

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ShinsoxDenki Smut

Sixth post of October!!

This is self indulgent and I have zero regrets <3

Hope you guys enjoy though! If you like it, please take the time to reblog <3 It helps a ton! Also if you have any suggestions for what I write in the future, please feel free to leave them in my ask box!

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Shinso mumbled groggily when he felt the hand pushing shyly against his shoulder. He reluctantly opened one of his eyes to look up at the one who woke him up, ready to curse them out, when he recognized the small frame of his best friend. He grumbled softly but slowly sat up, running a hand through his hair as he squinted through the darkness to try and make out Denki’s features.

“Did you have a nightmare or something?”

His voice was deeper than normal from just waking up as he questioned the only man who he’d allow to wake him up and live. He noticed Denki shifting his weight nervously, like a kid who had just wet the bed and was scared to tell their parents in case they were going to get scolded for it.

“No…something’s wrong with me…”

“What do you mean?”

Shinso wasn’t really sure why Denki didn’t just turn on the light when he came in. He was sick of squinting through the dark with the only light source coming from the hall where Denki left the door open. He grumbled softly but pulled himself out of bed, walking over to turn on the light switch and close the door.

“I-It’s hard…”

The purple haired male stopped halfway to the light switch, turning to look back at his friend, even though his features weren’t distinguishable in the dark. He could hear the shakiness in Denki’s voice and something about it twisted Shinso’s gut in the wrong way. He was honestly a bit worried now since he’s never seen the other male this worked up before.

“What’s hard?”

He tried to keep himself calm for them both, not wanting to escalate the anxiety in the room, even though he was pretty sure that he was feeding off Denki’s energy right now. He went ahead and closed the gap to the door, closing it to give them more privacy before flipping on the lights. He wasn’t quite sure what Denki’s issue was, but he was sure it wasn’t something he wanted anyone just happening to walk by to hear about. The idiot really should have just closed the door when he came in.

“M-My dick…”

If Shinso could have stopped breathing all together right then and there, he would have. With the lights now on, he couldn’t help from dragging his eyes downward and sure enough- Denki was standing in his boxers which were strained against him. Shinso wasn’t sure if he wanted to thank god or punch him.

“Why don’t you just masturbate then, idiot?”

Shinsou found himself awkwardly looking away and scratching the back of his head to not stare at the shorter male but it was hard. His cheeks were flushed, presumably from embarrassment and his lips looked so puffed up and kissable… He cleared the back of his throat, trying to drag himself out of his thoughts before he ended up in the same boat as his friend.

“What’s that?

“…what’s what?”

“What’s masturbate?”

Shinso froze for what felt like an hour as he just started at Denki in shock. This kid was the same age as him, wasn’t he? How the fuck had he never masturbated before? He could just send him back to his dorm with a porn video and an urban dictionary definition, but he couldn’t help himself as he sat down on his bed, patting the spot in between his legs.

“Sit. I’ll teach you.”

Denki looked hesitant but he slowly crawled onto the bed before sitting in Shinso’s lap, with his back pressed against the larger male’s chest. Shinso didn’t waste any time to gently wrap an arm around Denki’s waist, using the other one to slowly slip off the blonde’s boxers as he rested his head on his shoulder.

“Just relax.”

He could feel how tense the blonde was against him and he waited for him to relax before he continued. He held him flush against his chest, feeling his heart pounding and he silently hoped that the smaller male couldn’t feel it as he wrapped his hand around the base of Denki’s hard cock.

He smiled when he heard his breath hitch, taking that as his cue to slowly start pumping him in his hand. “You can close your eyes if it would make you feel more comfortable...” He slowly started moving his hand faster, watching the way that Denki slowly fell apart in his lap.

Denki was shy, biting at his lip to muffle his noises and doing his best to stay completely still in Shinso’s lap, his face burning bright red in embarrassment as he wanted nothing more than to buck his hips into the grip shamelessly, not sure why he felt so good. “Denki…Relax.” It came out as a soft command as Shinso’s voice never rose above a whisper.

It didn’t have to with how his head was placed right beside Denki’s ear, speaking almost directly against it as the shorter male could feel his breath against him, causing him to shudder weakly against his body. “Let out your voice for me, baby…” He watched over his shoulder, his hand sliding skillfully over Denki’s cock as he messed with him, selfishly wanting him to completely fall apart in his arms.

Even though he knew he shouldn’t be taking advantage of this, he couldn’t help himself from moving his hand faster whenever Denki tried to hide his moans, wanting him to think about nothing but how Shinso could make him feel. He wanted Denki to come crawling back to him tomorrow night begging him to do it all over again.

He was so incredibly selfish. He wanted Denki to try to do it himself and it not feel as good as when he touches him. He wants to make him so addicted to his touches that no one else’s can even compare. “N-Ngh~!”

Denki finally broke underneath him, letting out loud needy mewls as he thrusted his hips up into Shinso’s hand, completely forgetting all of his shame from before. “That’s right, baby, let me take care of you” He kissed Denki’s neck as he jerked him off, making sure that his baby was filled to brim with all of the pleasure he had been missing out on all these years.

“S-Shin..so….w-wait~!”

Denki started pushing at his hand weakly but that only cause Shinso to go faster, holding down Denki’s hips as he forced him to take the rough and fast pace that he set. “N-No~! G-Gon…na…pee~!” Denki panicked slightly as he felt the unfamiliar feeling wash over him, pleasure filling his veins as his loud moans filled the room.

“It’s okay. Let it out, baby.”

Denki weakly clawed at Shinso’s arm, whining loudly as he cummed, his back arching and his toes curling as Shinso pumped him through his orgasm. “N-Not pee…?” Denki looked at the white that now covered the front of his shirt in confusion as he went limp against the larger male’s chest.

A soft chuckle left Shinso as he gently pulled Denki’s boxers back on before pulling off his soiled shirt. “I’ll teach you what that is, next lesson, okay?” He kissed the top of his head, ignoring his own hard on as he pulled Denki under the covers with him. “Sleep, baby.” He didn’t even bother turning off the lights as he held Denki close to his chest, knowing that he wasn’t going to be able to go back to being friends again. He was his now.

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