Dream Girl .ᐟ

dream girl .ᐟ

denki kaminari swore up and down you were his dream girl. ever since the day he met you, he knew he was doomed from the start. you were so cool in his eyes, and somehow everything about you seemed to impress him.

but what he didn’t know was how much you would take over his life. sure, he liked you, but he didn’t anticipate how much it would affect him. how you managed to slip into his mind 24/7. how he would pick up your silly mannerisms and habits. how he memorized your exact order at that little coffee shop downtown. or how he would ever so casually mention you to his friends, like "y/n watched that movie" or "oh! y/n likes that too." you were the only thing on his mind.

but contrary to popular belief, denki kaminari was horrible with girls. sure, he tried to pursue them, but did he have any luck other than being friend-zoned and labeled as the desperate funny type? sadly, no. so, he thought long and hard about how to confess to you, even going as far as contacting his mom and asking her what he should do. he wanted to do things right by you; he couldn’t mess this up.

so, when he showed up at your house with a bouquet of flowers and the candy you raved about, asking if you would be his girlfriend, he hoped for the best. he had held this off for weeks, too consumed by the nervousness. his palms were extremely sweaty, his legs felt like jello, and if he didn’t know any better, he was about to be friend-zoned. so when you started to giggle at his dorky smile and answered with the words he never thought he would hear, he was overjoyed. denki kaminari had gotten his dream girl.

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