Thread by @ThanksSmite

Prompt sent in by @sugarhanisketch for #KamiSero and Sero’s Tape! (Had to keep it PG here, sorry!)

PH!Kaminari, PH!Sero

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“And you’re absolutely sure that this isn’t going to kill us?” Denki asks as he shuffles over to the edge of the building, peering down at the streets

180 feet below. His stomach lurches as a bird flies past. It’s so much higher than he anticipated. Two arms wrap around his waist and were it not for their immediately tight hold, Denki knows he would have gone plummeting over the edge with little more than a ‘meep’.

“Shit! Don’t do that to me!” He hisses, slapping the hands on his stomach as Hanta laughs behind him,

“Sorry Denks,” Denki knows the ass isn’t sorry and he’s positive just from the tone of his voice, that Hanta is grinning like a lunatic.

“But I promise, neither of us are going to die, okay? I’ve done this pretty much every day for the last eight years now, I think I know what I’m doing.”

A strong breeze has the pair rocking forward. Denki makes a choked-off noise and grabs onto the hands he’d previously

been slapping as he closes his eyes, trying desperately not to picture himself as a pile of bloody body parts on the ground.

“I don’t like this,” He whimpers, shaking his head violently.

“There’s no shame in backing out Denki,” Hanta says “If you really don’t want to do this then we don’t, simple as.” A stray strand of blonde hair is tucked behind Denki’s ear. “Bakugo won’t be too awful about it.”

Taking a deep breath and straightening his back, Denki forces himself to open his eyes and look out over the Mustafu skyline.

“I’m not giving him more ammunition to use against me in the future.” He says firmly, once again looking down at the ground below. “I may pass out or throw up, but I’m going to do it. Just…don’t let me make any more drunken bets with him in the future yeah?”

Hanta just laughs and kisses the back of his neck. “You’re a glutton for punishment Denks. I’d have more like trying to get Kirishima to stop saying ‘manly’ than I would getting you to stop making bets while drunk.”

Hanta’s arms finally relinquish their hold on him as he steps away, rolling his shoulders and testing his tape one last time.

“Right!” Denki shakes his entire body out as he prepares himself for something that may or may not kill him. Who knows.

“I’ve got this. I can do this. We’re just swinging between buildings, no biggie. Spiderman does it like all the time.”

“Spiderman’s not real Denks.”

“You hush up,” Denki hisses, peering over his shoulder to glare at Hanta. “If Blasty is a real hero then so is Spiderman.”

“Bakugo is an actual human being, not a fictional character in a comic from like two hundred years ago.” The grin Hanta gives him is one that would usually have him weak in the knees, however, considering he just insulted one of the greatest comic book characters of all time,

Denki feels justified in giving him the angriest middle finger he can.

“Cease your blasphemy and let me get on your back.” The raised eyebrow is unsurprising but it does make Denki throw his head back and groan. Sometimes he really wishes he hadn’t agreed to date someone who

enjoyed teasing him as much as Hanta did. “You’re a horrible human being.”

“And yet you love me.” Hanta retorts as he moves and kneels down in front of Denki, letting the blonde climb onto his back. Wrapping his arms around Hanta’s neck and legs around his waist,

Denki takes a shaky breath as his partner stands up and adjusts his hold until they’re both comfortable and secure. “Want me to put some tape around your wrists to stop you from slipping? Not that you will!” He quickly interjects when Denki squeaks in fear.

“I’m not going to let you fall, I promise. I just thought you might like to have that extra bit of security.”

“I could think of some other uses for your tape that are a lot more fun than stopping me from falling to my death.” Denki laughs somewhat nervously as Hanta

walks towards the edge. “Besides, my skin is delicate.”

“I’m not hearing no.” Hanta points out, “We both know your wrists can handle it, so last chance, yay or nay to being taped to your incredibly handsome boyfriend?”

Shaking his head Denki hides his face into Hanta’s shoulder “No, I’ve got this. I don’t need to be taped up.”

“That’s not what you said last night.”

Denki opens his mouth to retort because he absolutely did not beg thank you very much, but all thoughts are thrown out of his head as he suddenly finds himself freefalling through the air on Hanta’s back.

Immediately, his grip on the other man tightens and he can’t help the surprised screech as Hanta cackles gleefully. He’s going to die. He’s going to die and the poor people below them are going to wonder why Cellophane just dropped Chargebolt on the ground from 180 feet above.

As the ground grows nearer, Denki squeezes his eyes shut and clings to Hanta for dear life. However, the impact he’d been expecting from colliding with the concrete never comes. Instead, he feels Hanta throw his left arm out, hears the ‘thwip’ of his tape and

suddenly their bodies are moving forward in a smooth swing.

“Open your eyes Denks!” Hanta calls out encouragingly as Denki’s breakfast threatens to reappear. No way. He refuses. They’re almost horizontal when he hears another ‘thwip’ and

screams as they flip upside down before resuming the smooth swing.

“You ass!” He screeches, tightening his hold on Hanta’s neck, not at all bothered if he chokes his boyfriend out at this point because honestly, he kind of deserves it.

“Just look! One peek then we’ll stop!” Denki shakes his head, hating how his limbs shake and his stomach starts to beat at a thousand miles an hour. “Denks, I promise you’re safe. Give yourself ten seconds then I’ll find somewhere safe for us to stop okay?”

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He’s not sure where the sudden burst of courage came from, maybe it was the promise of having his feet on the ground again or maybe it was the tiny part of him that wanted to enjoy the experience, but somehow Denki forces his eyes open.

The buildings pass them in a blur of colour as Hanta swings them through the city with practised ease, and it’s almost impossible to focus on any one thing but it isn’t awful.

In fact, the longer he looks and listens to the noise of the city, the more he begins to actually enjoy it and understand why Hanta chooses to swing around rather than take a car or train like the rest of them.

“Wow,” He whispers into the wind as they swing around a corner. There, at the end of the street is the agency they share with Katsuki, Eijiro and Mina. Lit up in all of its glory with the evening sun setting behind it, he understands why it’s usually considered a pretty good

tourist spot in the evenings now. A child calls out to them as they swing overhead and against all of his better judgment, Denki looks down. There are three of them, looking up and waving. On instinct, he lifts a hand to wave back but quickly latches back onto Hanta when

he starts to slide as they move into another swing.

“Want to do something fun?!” Hanta calls over his shoulder, releasing a little additional tape which in turn brings them slightly closer to the ground. A little too close for Denki’s liking.

“Depends on your definition of ‘fun’!” Denki shouts back, attempting to keep his composure when Hanta happily swings them over the top of a bus, close enough that Denki sees him lift his legs to stop them from hitting the vehicle.

“Just trust me! Hold on a little tighter and make sure you move your body with mine, it’ll make it easier and a lot more fun!”

“If you kill me I hope you know I will be haunting your ass!” Hanta just laughs in response and starts to bring them up a little higher as they

approach the agency. However, it’s only when Denki finds himself at the right height to spot their friends standing on the landing pad sticking out of the side of the building, does he realise what Hanta intends to do. “Oh fuck. Hanta! Don’t even think about it!”

“Hang on tight!” He’s unable to swallow the shriek as Hanta draws them into a much deeper swing with a higher velocity and unlike the previous times, does not release his tape. This time he brings them both up vertically, only letting go when they’re almost upside

down and flying over the landing pad. Even as he screeches, limbs digging into Hanta’s sides, Denki manages to catch sight of Eijiro, Mina and Katsuki waving at them from below.

Then Denki hears the one thing he wasn't sure he'd ever hear come from Hanta's mouth.

“Marry me!”

Denki chokes on his tongue.

Three minutes later, once Hanta’s circled the building and managed to safely, this time without the theatrics, bring them up onto the landing platform, Denki finds himself staring at his grinning boyfriend. His boyfriend who is currently kneeling

in front of him on one knee while holding out a tiny, black velvet box that Katsuki had tossed in his direction seconds before.

“Denki Kaminari, love of my life, my personal portable phone charger, will you marry me?”

He holds his hands in front of his chest and swallows past the lump in his throat while fighting back tears.

“You’re being serious?”

Hanta nods, his grin never fading “One hundred percent.”

“Not joking?”

“Denks,” Hanta’s grin fades into a more gentle, loving smile “I’d never joke about something like this. I really do want to marry you. You’re it for me, there’s no one else out there I’d rather wake up to every morning and whose face I see before I go to sleep. So,”

He leans forward to take Denki’s hand with the one that’s not still holding out a ring box with the prettiest silver ring Denki’s ever seen. “Denki, will you marry me?”

“Just fucking say yes already!” Katsuki bellows from somewhere behind them.

“Yes,” Denki laughs through his tears, nodding his head rapidly. “Yes!”

As Hanta jumps up to pull him into a searing kiss, Denki can’t help but think that losing the bet to Katsuki hadn’t been so bad after all.

END

Sorry this took me so long! And sorry I had to keep it PG, I do have an NSFW idea that I'm working on for you and will drop you a link once it's done!