#cold sheets

     When you think of why this all started, it seems obvious. The two of you had long since drifted apart. Denki only ever came home to sleep, if he even felt the need to do that. The only time you even saw him was on T.V., surrounded by other much more beautiful women who were vital to his popularity, to his career. The world needed him as the Stun Gun hero, Chargebolt, but you needed him as your Denki. The bond the two of you shared was sacred. That’s why you knew you should feel guilty about what you had done -what you were doing- but that was the worst part; You didn’t. 

      You really had loved him when the two of you were younger. Perhaps it was because you were naïve and in love that made you think his messages and occasional thoughtful gifts would always be enough for you. However, the truth was the devastating loneliness of being a house wife was too much. It wasn’t that you didn’t try other things. You had hundreds of hobbies to fill the gap - but none of them could fill the gap he left. Except for one. When his best friend began to check up on you, that was the beginning of the end.

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     It hadn’t started as such, but your illicit affair with Sero Hanta quickly became hot and heavy. It was just sex. He was there to not only fill the gap that your husband's absence left in you, but to fill anything else you pleased. The first kiss was soft and tentative, but when you gave him the go ahead, it changed into so much more. It was fueled with longing and desire. It made you feel beautiful and wanted. His hands slowly made their way down from your face to your hips. His touch light and feathery. 

   You guided him to the bedroom and he laid you down. Your skin ached with lust as Sero touched you in all the right places. His tongue, his lips, his hips - it was all driving you over the edge. The both of you moved fluidly and in sync. He seemed to know your every want without you having to tell him. He left you breathless in a way that Denki never did. 

     It was fine. You could stop yourself anytime you wanted. You were using Sero in Denki’s place the same way Sero was using you in the absence of a partner. At least that’s what you kept telling yourself, until, one day, you found yourself sitting across from him in public. Then came the glancing down at your hands and the urge to intertwine them. There were conversations that lasted for hours about everything and nothing all at once. The kissing grew gentler, the sex less frequent but somehow more fulfilling. Then the dreaded words that sent a shiver down your spine;

“ I love you. ”

   You weren’t even entirely sure he had meant to say it, it came out so casually. The conversation came to a standstill. Suddenly the background noises became unbearably loud. “I-”“Do you mean it?” 

   “Do you want me to?” Never before had you been so unsure of what your answer should be. “I have to think about-” “Hey!” Came a voice that used to be oh so familiar.

   “Hey, Denki, what’s up, bro?” Hanta asked with a grin. You stiffened as you felt him come up behind you. “What’s this? Sero Hanta on a date?” He asked before getting a good look at who was sitting down. “Oh, (Y/n), what a surprise!” Denki exclaimed. 

   “What are you two doing together?” He asked, pulling up a chair. “Oh, you know, just talking about what the best way to dump you would be.” Sero said with a grin. Your breathing stopped. “Smartass.” Denki said, giving Sero a well placed punch in the shoulder. “Nah, just happened to run into each other while I was on patrol. Realized how long it’s been since we’ve seen each other and decided to catch up. How can we all work at the same agency and not talk to each other anymore?” 

   As Sero steered the conversation into more casual waters, your breathing returned to its normal pace. Denki, of course, spent only a couple minutes with them before getting recognized. “Ah, looks like my fans have found me and I am way too tired to do autographs today. Handle this for me while I walk my wife home, will you, Sero?” “Sure, what are friends for?”

   You followed Denki to his parked car about a block away. “So did you and Sero get to catch up? What did you guys talk about?” The blonde asked. “About how much has changed since we were all in school, mostly.” You said, eyes trained on the window. A new feeling of unease grew in the pit of your stomach. Guilt. 

   You felt so guilty just sitting next to him. “(Y/n)?” “Huh?” “I said I’m sorry.” You had been so wrapped up in your anxious thoughts, you hadn’t even realized the car had long since come to a halt at your front door. “I know I’ve been gone for so long and we haven’t gotten any time together lately. I’m sorry.”

   “O-Oh. Don’t worry about it Denki, I’m fine on my own.” You replied. “Of course, you are. You’re (F/n)(L/n), strongest hero in Japan.” He said. “But you shouldn’t have to do everything by yourself. I’m gonna take some time off so we can be together again.”