#but oh wow everything feels fine im not shaking or crying or terrified of sleeping

[fox-mulder-gets-pegged]

Oh fuck benzodiazepines my beloved.....

[lifesucksheres20bucks]

Reddie in the hammock 🥺

The Hammock

After what seemed like an unfinishable summer, the losers finally got a little break in their clown killing activities. Ben wanted to surprise his friends with a getaway, a place no one could reach them, not pennywise, not bowers, not anyone. Thats when he built the clubhouse. Loser’s members only! He was so proud of it and he finally got to show the losers, they were all so grateful to have a safe heaven from the outside world. They had games, comic books and a hammock. That hammock had been the subject to a couple of fights between Richie and Eddie. The smaller boy claimed that the losers agreed to 10min in the hammock per turn, however Richie claimed he never agreed to those terms.

One day, while Richie was lying in the hammock, he heard Eddie’s alarm go off. Thinking nothing of it, Richie went back to reading his comic book.

“Hey fucker! Your time in the hammock is up! It’s my turn now, get out!” Eddie yelled

Richie looked up from his comic, annoyed. “I never agreed to that Eds, I’m not moving.” He looked back down at his comic.

“Fucking hell Richie, you really don’t know how to share a place with other people huh? You’re so annoying, c’mon get up, it’s my turn!” Eddie said getting closer to Richie, his voice slightly higher in pitch.

“No.”

“UGH! You know what, fuck you I’m getting in that hammock!” Eddie said as he lightly threw himself on the hammock.

“Oh my god, Eddie! What are you doing, were going to fucking fall!” Richie shouted

“Good, fucking fall you little shit. Im staying in the hammock.” Eddie spat

“Fine!” Richie said as he started reading his comic again.

Eddie looked at Richie. He had expected more of a fight, he was ready for more of a fight. But that little shit was reading his stupid comic. He doesn't know why but he needed Richie to pay attention to him. Their bickering wasn't over.

Suddenly, Richie feels a foot hit him in the face. He knows Eddie is trying to get a rise out of him and he could not let him win. So instead, he keeps reading his comic, but he put his hand on Eddie’s leg and squeezed it, trying to make him stop. The fact that Richie hadn't looked up, only aggravated Eddie even more. He then proceeded to slip his foot under Richie’s glasses and flicked them half way across the room.

Richie just sighed, he figured this was his new normal now.

A couple of months after that summer. Eddie was at home pouring himself a glass of hot cocoa, when suddenly the phone starts ringing. He looked at the time. 9:47 pm, why would anyone be calling at this time?

“Kaspbrak residence” Eddie answered

“Eds, its me, meet me at the clubhouse in an half an hour.” Richie mumbled

“What? I can’t just-“ the line went dead.

Shit, Eddie thought. He was going to have to sneak out. Richie sounded serious and he couldn't let him down.

He went creeped up the stairs and slightly opened the door to his mother’s bedroom.

“Goodnight mommy, I’m off to bed!” Eddie said

“Who was on the phone?” She said with a concerned look.

“Oh it was Bill, he called to remind me to bring his book back.” Eddie lied

“Okay Eddie bear, goodnight.”

He quickly closed the door and headed for his room. He changed into sweatpants and a sweater and packed his fanny pack, ready for any situation. He then proceeded to slowly climb out his window and head towards the clubhouse, following little strings of tape Ben had left on trees, so the other losers wouldn't get lost. Once he got there, he could see a faint light coming from the ground. He opened the hatch and went down, slightly terrified of what awaited him. What he wasn't expecting to see was the club house illuminated with Christmas lights and Richie sitting in a sleeping bag on the hammock.

“Hiya Eds, took you long enough”. Richie let out a shaky laugh

Eddie knew something was wrong, the other boy’s tone of voice wasn't as smooth and his eyes were almost lifeless, compared to his normal, bright eyes. He quickly rushed over to his side.

“What’s wrong Richie” Eddie started looking all over, touching his arm, leg, cheek, basically looking for any sign of injury. “Are you okay, why are you crying?” Eddie’s voice was shaking.

Richie grabbed the smaller boy’s hands and held then tightly on his leg. “Im not hurt Eds, well not physically. I just got into a fight with my parents.”

“What happened” Eddie asked, unconsciously rubbing his thumb over Richie’s hand.

“Ever since last summer, I barely sleep and whenever I manage to fall asleep, I have nightmares about the stupid clown. My parents yelled at me because my grades have been going down and they want to know why. But what am I going to them tell? “Oh yeah ma, I’m sorry about that, it’s just a murderous clown tried to kill me and my friends and I haven’t been able to sleep because I’m terrified he’s going to come back and kill them.” So I played dumb and told them I didn’t know why, so they started yelling at me and i couldn't bear staying there so I called you.”

“Why me?” Eddie whispered

“Because you’re my Eddie Spaghetti!” Richie said while pinching his cheeks.

“ So what were just going to sleep on the floor?”

“No, in the hammock. You know we can both fit.” He said with a small grin.

“Okay..”

For some reason, when Richie said those words, Eddie’s heart skipped a beat. He ignored it and climbed into the hammock.

“I thought maybe you could put you head near mine. I brought some new comic books we could read together...” Richie trailed off.

“Hmm okay” Eddie changed positions and nudged himself near Richie. The boy’s had never been this close but they both felt like it was something that had needed to happen. Like they were both safe.

After reading comics for an hour or so, Richie yawned. “ Wow Eds, didn't think i would ever say this again, but I think I’m going to go sleep now.”

“Oh that’s good Richie, yeah we should just go to sleep.” Eddie started panicking, did he have to go back to their original position, on opposites sides? But before be could move, he felt arms wrap around him.

“Goodnight Eds.”

“Hmm, goodnight ‘Chee”

They both snuggled under one small sleeping bag, cuddling. Eddie head resting on Richie’s chest, falling asleep to the faint beat of his heart.

That was the first of many nights spent at the clubhouse for Richie and Eddie.

They came almost every night until their graduation, none of the other losers knew (even though, most of them suspected). It’s where they came to escape their parents, where they first confessed their love for each other (Eddie had said it first in a fit of rage against the taller boy (not exactly the way he planned it but hey, it all worked out)), where they shared their first kiss (and many other first...) it became their home. It was the place where they felt safest, where they could be themselves without having people judge their love. An escape for everyday life. Their love is built into the walls and they both know that without the clubhouse and that stupid hammock, they would not share the love they have for one another today.

SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG! BUT HERE IT IS I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY IT. SO MANY OF YOU LIKE MY ORIGINAL POST SO I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE REAL DEAL!

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[sleepless-in-starbucks]

Love of my Life

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Summary: One drink. That's all it took. One drink and Roman was calling into radio stations in the dead of night and professing his dedicated love to one Patton Baker. At least no one he knew had heard him. ...right? Pairings: Romantic royality, platonic/brotherly analogical, parental logince + parental prinxiety Warnings: Brief, throw-away mention of alcohol a few times, food mentions Author’s note: Italicized sentences are flashbacks to the night before

"Hello darling, and welcome to the Sleepless Hour with your very own Remy Crescent. May I ask what has you calling on this fine evening?"

"Oh, just the love of my life."

Roman groaned and pulled the covers over his head. The damned sun was trying to shine its way into his room, and while he normally would love to enjoy being caught in the world's biggest spotlight, he wasn't quite feeling it this morning.

Maybe it was the fact that he could hear loud whispering from downstairs, which always meant some sort of trouble. Maybe it was the fact that despite having only ONE drink last night he felt like Holy Hell. Maybe it was the fact that following the logic that one drink had provided he had publicly and proudly confessed his love to one Patton Baker.

Did he regret what he said? Of course not! But the timing and the manner in which he declared it was decidedly not ideal.

"Wow, love of your life, huh? Quite the bold statement sugar. I like it. What's got you crazed about this one?"

"Just EVERYTHING about him. I don't think I have enough time to say it all."

"Ah, why don't you give it a go anyways?"

"Dad! Better Dad's at the door!"

Roman sighed even as he smiled, pushing himself out of bed at the cry of his youngest. "You know you can't call him that until I marry him right?" He yelled back as he fumbled to get changed.

"Father, if we wait until that time, we will either be calling him 'better Dad' tomorrow or never."

"Logan!"

Roman could almost hear his eldest roll his eyes- not in disrespect, simply in annoyance that the world couldn't keep up with him. "You have a tendency to either do everything at once or never. I drew from your past actions in romantic pursuits and your general personality to make my statement, and I maintain that it's accurate."

"Yeah, well, what have we said about telling the truth in this household?"

"To squash it down unless it is pleasing and flattering to you?"

"There ya go!"

Roman could definitely hear Logan sigh at that, cut off from responding by the doorbell ringing. Virgil called up again, "Dad!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

"Well, first of all, he's absolutely wonderful with my kids. I've got two of them- love them as I do, that doesn't make them any less of handful."

"Oh, wild childs?"

"The complete opposite, actually. Quiet. Not too trusting. But for him... he's amazing. He's already replaced me as the favorite Dad and we're not even close to being actually married."

"Well, that's quite the start- I'll hand it to 'im. But you said you could go on?"

Roman tried not to trip too badly down the stairs. Given the disappointed stares his children were giving him when he finally ended up on ground level, he decided he hadn't achieved that too well.

"Dad, have you even heard of a comb?"

"Virgil, please." Logan chastised lightly. "He's clearly heard of a comb before. Whether or not he's attempted to acquaint himself with one this morning is up for debate, however."

"You two and your debates." Roman tsked with a smile, running a hand through his hair and trying to ignore that they clearly had a point.

Virgil tilted his head with a frown. "Is it really a debate when the answer's clear?"

Roman gasped dramatically, raising his free hand to his chest. "I cannot believe this! My own children! Sons of my loin!"

"We're adopted." Logan and Virgil replied in unison, pitch matched in tired judgement.

"I hate that you can do that."

The doorbell rang again. Roman's attention shot back towards the door. "Oh, right. Patton's here."

"I can't believe you forgot about the 'love of your life.'" Virgil teased, the smirk growing on his face making Roman's checks heat up.

"You two were supposed to be sleeping." He said immediately, the slight smile on Logan's face already clueing him into the fact that Virgil wasn't the only one eavesdropping.

Virgil shrugged. "You were loud." He said simply, sniggering. "Loud with your declarations of LOVE~"

Roman shook his head. "I can't believe I'm surprised."

"Our behavior should be relatively predictable by now, yes." Logan agreed with him helpfully.

Roman just ruffled the older boy's hair as he went by, earning himself a glare from Logan as he rushed to fix it. Roman chuckled as he approached the door.

"I could go on for eons."

"Well, babes, I'm sorry to say we've only got two minutes but if you go fast I'm sure it'll feel like longer."

"Two minutes really isn't enough time. He's too perfect. Too gorgeous."

"Oh, gorgeous, huh? Come on, love, details! Wax that poetic- I can tell you're just dying to."

Roman pulled open the door. The day was rainy, the sky grey and overcast- not that Roman noticed.

"It's not waxing poetic if it's simple fact. Patton is... Patton is literal sunshine..."

Patton was, as expected, waiting cheerfully on Roman's doorstep, mood undamped despite the fact that his clothes were not. His smile was still there, of course; it always was, bright and shiny as if he had stolen the light the sky was so sorely lacking just to brighten it.

"...his smile could light up a starless night; his eyes are prettier than the sapphires that could only dream to ever be as lovely..."

"Can I come in?" Patton asked lightly, eyes shining with mirth from behind his wiry glasses. He lifted the sealed container in his arms up just a bit, shaking it. "I brought cookies!"

"You know you are always welcome here, my darling marshmallow." Roman said with as charming of a smile as he could muster, sweeping backwards and bowing to let Patton in. Patton laughed.

"...oh, and his laugh! Like the finest silver bells ringing, like bluebirds singing on a perfect summer day..."

Patton shook himself a little, rubbing at his wet arms with wet hands as if that was going to dry anything. He glanced up from his unsuccessful work, spotting Logan and Virgil as he did so. His smile only grew.

"Lo-lo! Virge!" Patton greeted them excitedly. "How are my favorite kids!?"

"I don't know, I've never met them." Virgil answered, earning himself a 'stern' glare from Patton.

"Now, kiddo, come on. Don't make me physically fight you." He threatened. Virgil's eyes widened very slightly. He knew it was no idle threat. The last time he had ignored that warning he hadn't been allowed to escape Patton's hug for a full minute.

Terrifying.

Virgil shuffled his feet. "'m good."

"Great!" Patton exclaimed before opening his arms. "Now, can also get a hug from one of my favorite kids?"

"You're laying this on thick." Virgil mumbled before nodding his head at the container still in Patton's hand. "Are those cookies?"

"Yep!"

Virgil found himself very willing to submit to the hug in exchange for cookies. Patton didn't try to put up a fight as Virgil snatched it from him. He turned his attention to Logan instead. "And my other favorite not-son?"

"Adequate." Logan replied. He raised an eyebrow when Patton re-opened his arms. "Unlike my easily bribed brother, I do not fall to simple cookies."

"Do you fall if they're Crofter's cookies?"

"...You're playing dirty." Logan said, but his attention was clearly now caught by the treat Virgil was munching on. Patton's smile only grew when Logan glared to the side but still shuffled over, pretending he didn't maintain the hug for longer than the three second minimum before claiming his own cookie.

"My, my, you really are smitten, aren't you?"

"Please, for the love of my love, never assume I am anything less. Patton deserves no less."

"Well he's definitely batting twenty-twenty at the moment. Great with kids and clearly beautiful. Considerin' we got another good fifty seconds here, I'm sure there's something else you'd like to enlighten us on about your dearest?"

Roman smiled as well as he came to stand next to Patton. "Little sugar addicts." He said lovingly. "So easily won over. Isn't that right, Lo-lo?"

Logan briefly glanced up from what was already his third cookie. "Never call me that ever again."

"You let Patton call you that!"

"Patton brought cookies." Virgil answered for Logan.

"Well, I make you cookies, too!" Roman protested.

"Burnt ones don't count."

Roman pouted, and Patton giggled. "Come on, Ro, I'll teach you how to bake your way into their hearts."

"I'm not sure that's possible." Roman responded. "They're ungrateful."

"And he's REALLY bad at baking."

Roman pointed at Virgil. "See! Point proven."

Patton seemed even more amused. "Well, I'll teach you how to bake your way into my heart instead, then." He offered with a little wink, grabbing Roman's hand and innocently pulling him into the kitchen like he wasn't going to be the literal death of Roman.

"Everything. I could tell you about everything. He's too wonderful. And so kind. He's sweeter than a sugar high. Mischievous as an imp, though. But if any of the Fates still favor me, he's my imp."

Patton only released Roman's hand once they were both in the kitchen, quickly shifting through the pantries for the ingredients he'd need. Roman leaned against one of the counters as casually as he could while he was being useless.

"As much as I adore the idea of pretending I have a chance at baking, I know a diversion when I see one." Roman commented idly. "Any reason you needed to get away from the troublemakers?"

"I don't know what you're suggesting, sweetie." Patton replied, tone much too innocent. "I just want to bake with you! And you know what I love to do while I bake?"

"Talk to people?" Roman suggested as he pointed out the cupboard that held their bowls.

"That too! But when there's no one around, I like to listen to the radio!"

"I can already hear the choir boys singing. I know earlier you said you were nowhere near thinking about marriage, but I mean... you two seem very close. How long have you been dating? A year? Two?"

"Heh, well, technically we're not dating- considering we haven't actually gone on a date yet."

"...I'm going to have Dave give us another minute because sweetheart I must have misheard you. Not a date? Not a single one? About this man you seem willing to die for?"

"Well we have been together for six months! We're just so busy with work... we never have time for a proper date!"

Roman, oblivious, hummed in interest. "If you want, I can turn it on now-"

"No, I've got you right now, silly." Patton replied lightheartedly as he started measuring out flour, his tongue sticking out just the slightest in his concentration. Roman tried not to melt at the sight. "I was just saying that I was listening to it last night while I was baking!"

"Baking at night? And here I thought you were the responsible one."

Patton shrugged with a grin. "Couldn't sleep! And you know what they say..."

"Sweetness, I am always thinking about you. I doubt that's what was keeping you up."

Patton shot Roman a special smile that suggested a type of trickery he didn't understand before he went back to his measuring. "Maybe." He said simply before pushing on. "The music station I was listening to kept having interruptions, but that was alright. I liked listening to the people talk. Maybe you've heard of the segment- it's called the Sleepless Hour?"

Roman froze.

"Take my suggestion, hun- schedule time for one. Because as it stands, your man is either a literal angel... or you're just crazy."

"Trust me, it's both."

"So I can tell, given that, from what I've heard tonight, I doubt you dislike a single thing about this Patton."

"Oh, there is one thing I dislike about him."

"Ooooh, spill the tea, sis. Let's here perfect boy's one flaw."

"I, uh... nope. Never heard of it."

"Huh. That's odd." Patton commented, feigning casual indifference. "Considering I could have sworn I heard you on it last night."

"I... you must've mistaken voice."

"Oh, I'd never mistake a voice that indescribably pretty."

Roman sighed as melodramatically as he could manage. "Alright, you've caught me! It was late, and I was craving some proper music, unlike what the heathens had been playing. Sue me for calling in a request-"

"Oh, you were most certainly not just calling in a music request." Patton stopped him before he could continue.

"...I'll take it you actually heard more than just the very end of what I said?"

"I heard every word.”

"...Listen, I was a little drunk, you can't really take everything I said at face value-"

"One flaw, right?"

Roman looked away from Patton, scratching at the back of his neck. "Please tell me you heard even five seconds past that part."

Barely a moment later, Roman saw the blur of light blue and grey suddenly rush at him, wrapping around him and snuggling into his neck within a second. "I meant it when I said every word, love."

"Patton's one flaw is that he's not in my arms right this minute."

Roman only took a moment to collect himself before he hugged Patton back, easily pressing a kiss into Patton's curls before resting his chin on top of them.

"Much better."

"It is." Patton agreed.

"I'm sorry I sleep-drunk ranted about you and your perfection on late night radio."

"It's alright." Patton said, smiling into Roman's neck. "It was sweet. Though it was very rude of you to say all those nice things and be out of cuddling range."

"If I had been in cuddling range I would have just told you all of those things and cut out the middleman."

Patton hummed. "Is it too soon to move in?"

"With no dates under our belts?" Roman said before laughing. "Virgil and Logan would rat us out to Mr. Crescent."

"But I just want you to always be in cuddling range."

"Soon, dearheart, I promise." Roman said fondly. "For now, however, we should probably finish making our cookies so that I might pretend I can win over the favor of my children from you."

"But then I'll have to let go of you." Patton whined. "And I don't wanna."

Roman smiled as he moved on his hands, slowly rubbing calming circles into Patton's back. "You don't have to let go just yet."

"Aren't you just the biggest sap this side of the Mississippi."

"I should hope to be."

"Well, I wish you two the best of luck with your no-dates dating. Dave says I have to wrap it up here, but I'd feel bad if I didn't ask you if you had a song request in mind?"

"Nah. I'm just here to make sure everyone knows I'll never love another man as much as I love Patton."

"I think we got the message loud and clear, sugar. Still lovely to chat with you. I'll see if I can't find somethin' that's got the right tune for you two."

Whether or not the radio was on didn't matter, because the song Remy had put on last night was no longer playing, but that was alright. They had still heard it, even if separately, and the sentiment still echoed even without sound. Maybe they hadn't actually called each other last night, but that was alright too. There would be plenty of chances for it in the future.

I Just Called to Say I Love You plays

[9firefly9]

The baby quirk

Denki’s perspective

I wake up still very tired and look at my clock “OH NO IM LATE!”I yelled, I quickly had a shower and got into uniform then began to run to the school at full speed.

I quietly opened the classroom door hoping no one will hear me come in so I can sneak over to my seat, I walk into the classroom and everyone is listening to present Mic teach English so I’m filled with confidence that I won’t get in trouble for being late, because I know no one will hear me coming now, so I sneak behind Midoriya who is jotting stuff down in his notebook and I slip into my seat.

A good half hour later I feel someone tap on my shoulder I turned around to see Kirishima looking at me with a confused look “When did you get here I didn’t see you this morning?” Kirishima said “well I snuck into class cuz I didn’t wanna get in trouble.” I said with a chuckle. After what felt like forever the bell rang telling everyone that it was lunch time. I was relieved that the class was over, it was a really boring class and I want to go see Shinso and tell him about this morning. I grabbed my lunch and headed outside, I know that Shinso will be there since that’s where he always is at lunch. I run up behind Shinso and tapped on his shoulder.

“Hi!” I say with a big smile on my face.

“Hi.” Shinso replied looking down at his food “I saw you running in the hallways this morning. Were you late for class?”

“Y’a i was.” I said with a nervous laugh “Hey do you wanna come with me to the arcade tonight after school?” I asked, please say yes please say yes

“Sure.” Yay he said yes!

After school me and Shinso walked to the arcade and decided we’d stay till 8:00pm then go home. “Wow Shinso, you’re great at Pac-man you beat my high score!” I said amazed, “Oh one minute, I’ll be back I’m gonna go get us food.”

What food does Shinso like? I should have asked what he wanted before I went to get food, oh well. I should check my wallet to see how much money I have to spend on food.

I reached down and counted my money, I looked up and bam I bump into someone.

Ow that hurt. Oh my god there’s a girl on the floor. Oh no that’s the person I bumped into I need to see if their ok.

I got up and looked down at them “Are you ok?” I asked, she looked up at me and laughed “y’a I’m fine.”

“I’m Denki Kaminari.” I said with a smile and I reached out to shake her hand, the girl shook my hand and all of a sudden my hand became tingly the feeling moved to my whole body. “Oh no! I’m so sorry it’s part of my quirk, I shouldn’t have shaken your hand I’m so sorry!” The girl said worriedly. I looked up at her and my vision got blurry and I started to lose my balance, then everything went black.

Shinso’s perspective

That’s weird, Denki isn’t back yet I should go find him.

I walked over to the food place were Denki told me he was going.

Hmm I don’t see him here.

Something tugged at the bottom of my pants, I looked down and there was a child. The child had yellow hair with a black streak in it and his eyes were yellow.

Oh my god! That’s Denki! Oh dear oh dear, what am I gonna do I can’t just leave him here!

I reached down to pick him up. Denki put his arms around me and hugged me and started giggling. I started heading to the dorms hoping someone there will know what to do.

I walked into the dorm and the first people to great me was the bakusquad “Guys! Denki turned into a baby!” I said worriedly.

Everyone started laughing, even Bakugo looked amused. Sero slowly stopped laughing and he’s eyes met Shinso’s “Oh my god your being serious that really is Denki and he’s a child?” He said, everyone stopped laughing and looked closely at Denki. “Awe he’s so cute!” Mina said “What do we do with him?” I asked “Well isn’t it obvious.” Mina said with a smile ”We need to take care of him.” “I don’t want to take care of that.” Bakugo said pointing at Denki in disgust “We don’t even know how long he’ll be a baby for.” “I- I do” Midoriya said nervously and pulled out his note book “I met a girl a while ago who had a de aging quirk, she told me her quirk and others like hers should only last on the person for a day.”

So this will only last a day, well that’s good cuz I have no clue how to take care of children.

“What should we do first with him?” I asked “Well we must keep him entertained and sense everybody loves shopping. LETS GO SHOPPING!” Mina shouted.

“When was it decided that everyone liked shopping?” I asked “Just now I think, haha.” Sero responded.

Mina ran out of the living room and went into Uraraka’s room, then Momo’s. All three of them came into the living room “Guess what! Denki turned into a baby so now we get to go shopping for him!” Mina announced. “Yay I’m so excited!” Uraraka said jumping happily “Alright ill go shopping with you guys it will be fun picking clothing for a baby Denki.” Momo said.

“Wow look at all those clothes!”

“There all so cute!”

“Oooh let’s pick that one.”

The three girls said as they fangirled over all the clothes.

“I think we should go in there.” I said pointing to a place full of pikachu merch. “That’s a great idea Shinso!” Mina said with a smile, and everyone walked over to the store.

Shortly after back at the dorm

“Did you have to buy this much? This is basically the whole store.” Sero said in confusion. “Yes we had to, Everything there looked great in him.” Momo said happily, while clapping her hands together.

Denki who was laying on the ground next to Uraraka crawled on her lap and grabbed her hand. He started trying to eat her hand, and drool got all over her hand. “Ew, he’s drooling on me.” Uraraka exclaimed. “Yes but it’s so cute.” Kirishima said in awe.

Then all of a sudden Denki started floating. “Oh no, Uraraka stop using your quirk he could get hurt.” I said a little worried. Uraraka looked over and her eyes went wide, and she turned off her quirk, catching Denki as he fell. “ I’m sorry, I didn’t realize I was doing that.” Uraraka apologized. Denki was giggling and seemed to not be worried in the slightest.

“Oh y’a, i finished putting him in his pj’s.” Uraraka said happily.

I looked over and he was in a pikachu onesie laughing and looked very happy in his onesie. It was truly an amazing sight to see. It’s so wholesome. Someone should take a picture.

After them playing heroes and houseful a while with Denki he started crying.

“What’s going on why is he crying?” Momo asked trying to ask Denki what he wants. “Is he hungry?” Sero asked “No he ate an hour ago.” Uraraka replied “Is he thirsty?” Kirishima asked“No he drank a few minutes ago.” Mina said. Denki crawled out of Momo’s lap and crawled over to Bakugo. Denki rapped himself around Bakugo’s leg and stared at him with tears eyes.

“Agh get off me you damn extra!” Bakugo yelled causing the crying to get louder. “Do something Bakugo, he clearly wants something from you.” I said.“What do I do?” Bakugo said clearly starting to worry about the child. “I don’t know ask him.” Uraraka said

“Pfft, you want me to ask a baby what it wants, it can’t talk.” Bakugo said annoyed. “Just do it! I can’t stand the sound it’s so loud!” Momo said referring to the crying child.

Bakugo bent down and held Denki’s hands “what do you want” he said softly. Denki’s crying came to a stop and he stared at Bakugo, he slowly walked up to Bakugo and hugged him. Bakugo didn’t hug back, causing Denki’s eyes to water and he began to sniffle.

Oh dear please don’t cry please don’t cry

Bakugo looked terrified and quickly hugged Denki. Denki started laughing and everyone sighed in relief that the crying had stopped. Denki then crawled over to me and went onto my lap and fell asleep. “Awe he‘s so cute.” Uraraka said in awe.

Half an hour later everyone had gone to bed and Denki was sleeping in a crib. Yellow dust floated around Denki, and the tiny child turned back into a sixteen year old boy again.

Denki’s perspective

What happened why am I on the floor? Oh my God there’s a crib beside me. What the heck happened?

I went to look at the crib some more when someone gasped loudly behind me. “Denki your back!” It was Mina’s cheery voice I turned around and smiled at her. Mina ran up to me and hugged me tightly.

I’m so confused I wasn’t gone I was just at the arcade, but ok I like hugs.

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