Baby while we're young, we should just have fun.
We sould just do whatever we want.
And tell everyone that we fell in love with each other
Oh that we found the one in one another.
Telling everybody you're mine and I like it
And I hope you don't mind, I can't fight it.
No, you know I cannot hide it cause I am so excited that I finally decided on you.

- While We're Young x Jhene Aiko

One thing about Denki Kaminari was that he was the life of the party. He brightened up every room he walked in, made friends with almost everyone. He was a smooth talker– one that could sell salt to a slug, dirt to a homeless person, and you were pretty sure he'd talk a nun out of her skirt without even trying.

You were a college senior, and the two of you shared a few classes together. You'd see him with his friends on campus, he'd be doing something dumb to gain a few laughs or he'd crack a joke, do a few impersonations of his friends for shits and giggles. You'd wonder how someone could be so free and unapologetic about who they were. You enjoyed yourself watching him, giggling at the silly things he did ever so often.

"Hey, is this seat taken?" His voice startled you as you popped your earbud out when your head shot up to him. He grinned, his smile almost blinding as he looked down at you with his tray of food. Behind him in the distance were his friends, sitting on a ledge of the stairs not too far from the two of you, pretending to be in their own world and not watching the two of you.

Your heart pounded in your chest, looking him over and wondering why this silly, handsome of a blonde was standing before you on your blanket you'd laid out on the courtyard, under the shady tree. You slowly shook your head, watching that raidian grin widen.

"Do you mind if I take it?" He asked again, motioning to the empty spot in front of you.

Again, you shook your head, blinking up at him. You watched him kick his crocs off, squatting down before sitting down and crossing his legs together on the blanket placing his tray of food in his lap.

"I'm Denki." He says tilting his head at you. "I know we have a few classes together, but I wanted to get to know you. You're always by yourself."

"Y/N." You reply coyly, tucking strands of your hair behind your ear nervously.

It was then that the beautiful blonde took your life by storm. He accepted you for all that you were and somewhere down the line the two of you fell in love. The two of you sat comfortably in your dorm, his head in your lap as he played a game on his Nitendo Switch, cursing after every match he lost while you absentmindedly played in his blonde locks, a book in your hand. He'd caught you off gaurd when he sat up and turned towards you. Your head turned away from the book in your hand as he stared at you blinking.

"What is it?" You asked, quirking an eyebrow at him, wondering what crazy thing he'd propose to you this time. You couldn't lie that Denki brought out the child in you.

"Do you believe in soulmates, Y/N?" He asked.

You blink, unsure of how to answer.

"I.....guess?" You tilt your head, waiting for him to continue. He leans in, pressing his forehead against yours. The smell of those watermelon sour patch kids he'd been devouring strong on his breath.

"I-I think you're my soulmate." He whispers, cupping your cheek in his hand. A light pink hue peppering his cheeks. "I-I love you Y/N."

Now here you were, standing in front of the mirror on your wedding day, anxiety shot through the roof as you stare at your black wedding dress with electric yellow accents. Your hands were sweaty, heart pounding in your chest. You were really about to exchange vows with that unpredictable loud blonde with such an amazing personality. You never understood what he saw in you, what he continues to see in you– and one thing you didn't do was question it.

The knocking on your door made you jump and turn towards it, clutching your chest to calm your nerves.

"Baby, you in there?" Denki's cherry voice calmed you as you stepped towards the door.

"Denki, it's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding." You find yourself smiling, knowing he was leaning against the door, expecting you to open it.

You hear him chuckle. He places his hand on the door, his forehead leaning on the woodened frame that seperated the two of you from seeing one another.

"I can't wait to see you." He whispers, the small smile playing on his lips. "Just a peak."

"No." You giggle, crossing your arms over your chest. Not knowing that the sweet sound of your voice and the breaths in your giggles calmed his own nerves and anxieties. He twisted the knob, seeing it was unlocked, a grin spreading across his face. He pushed the door open a crack, sticking his hand in and wiggling his fingers.

"Can I at least touch you?" He asks, hoping you'd touch his hand. You bit your lip, reaching out and placing your hand in his, feeling his sweaty calloused hand. He interlocked your fingers with his, pulling your hand out of the door and placing a kiss on your hand, before coursing his thumb across your knuckles. "I bet you look so beautiful."

Your body heats as you use your free hand to cover your mouth. You loved him with so much in you it made your head spin. Aside from being a complete comedian, Denki was quite the romantic.

Denki swallowed before a thought crossed his mind.

"Do you love me baby?" He asked.

"More than anything." You reply, gripping his hand through the crack in the door.

"Do you trust me?" He asks his second question with confidence.

"Of course I do." Your lips turn up at the corners.

"Let's do something crazy." He says, a smile plastered on his face.

You furrow your eyebrows. "Denki it's our wedding." You respond. "We can't get any crazier than that, can we?"

Denki chuckles. Looking down at the engagement ring on your hand, his thumb going back and forth across your knuckles. "Let's say fuck these stupid traditions. While we're young, let's just have fun and live in the moment."

"Denki what are you talkin–" Before you could finish your sentence, Denki pushed the door open further, pulling you across the threshold. The both of you running in the opposite direction of the venue. The two of you laugh, finding yourselves outside the back of the venue where there was a beautiful flower garden. Every flower known to man, beautiful with luster, surrounding the two of you on well-kept grass. Denki spins you around before pulling you to him, his arms around your waist, face deep in your neck.

"You're so beautiful." He whispers against your skin. He kisses your neck, gripping you tightly.

"Denki." You whimper against him, your head tilting and giving him more of your neck to work with. Electricity shoots through your body from his quirk, making you jump and moan against him.

"I can't wait any longer." He mumbles, his lips finding yours in a heated kiss. He pulls away taking your hand in his once more. He pulled you towards a gazebo, sitting you on the bench, the two of you heads in such a fog, it didn't matter that your wedding was in a matter of minutes. All that mattered were the two of you.

Denki flipped your dress up, almost hiding under the fabric as he pulled your panties off of you and putting them in his pocket. You jump slightly, your head falling back as you moan, feeling Denki's tongue lick up your cunt and flick your clit, his fingers slipping inside of you as he sucked away on your clit. Your chest rising and falling in short bursts. His fingers curve upwards, making your back arch, and your hips buck into him. You hear him groan against you, his fingers pumping in and out of you, tongue swirling around your clit.

"Oh god Denki yes!" You moan, your hips matching his rhythm. Your head spinning.

"That's it beautiful...come...come for me." He groans against you, feeling your cunt contract against his fingers. "Come for me so I can fuck you right here, right now, on our wedding day."

"Denki...oh god, yes... right there...please don't stop."

"Mm, that's it baby.." He coos. "Come for me, be a good little whore and come for me yeah? Oh god yes Y/N there you baby.. fuck!"

Your body shakes as you come, listening to Denki groan as he licks you clean. His head pops from under your dress, flipping it up even more as he quickly undoes his slacks, pulling them down just enough to get his cock free. He lines himself up, entering your slick wetness, crashing his lips against yours making you moan against him. Denki fucks into you like an animal, poking at your cervix and making you cry out.

"Fuck... you're so goddamned beautiful baby." He moans in your ear while he thruts into you. "Can't wait to make you Mrs. Kaminari.....my fucking wife....my georgeous fucking girl... oh fuck baby."

"Ah, yes Denki." You moan. "Right there... fuck yes... your fucking wife.. all fucking yours... oh god fuck me please!"

"Yeah, you want me to fuck you like this?" Denki growls, slamming into you. "Want me to fuck you out here in your pretty little wedding dress....fucking up your pretty little makeup...right before our fucking wedding baby...god you feel so good!"

"Yes, yes please fuck me Denki....You feel so good. Oh god right there. Yes! Yesyesyesyesyes!"

Denki's lips crashes against yours once more, his tongue swirling around yours, moaning and groaning against one another.

"Come for me baby." He coos pressing his forehead against yours. "Come for me so we can get married. And I can fuck you some more on our honeymoon... Fuck you real good. You're right there baby... come on my cock, god please come on my cock baby."

Your eyes flutter close as you come, Denki's hips stilling as he comes, the two of you breathing heavily, laughing loudly once the two of you recollect yourselves.

Now late for your wedding, the two of your walk back into the venue, Mina and the girls running around trying to find you, thinking you were a runaway bride.

Kirishima holding Bakugo back from completely blowing Denki's head off for running off right before the wedding started. Knowing this was where the two of you parted, Denki pulled you too him, kissing your lips softly.

"The next time I see you, you'll be Mrs. Denki Kaminari." He whispers against your lips making you smile. He holds up your panties that were tucked deep into his pockets when he steps away from you. "But I still have the Panties of Y/N L/N right here one last time."

Your eyes widen as you practically try and jump on him to get them from him. The two of you laughing before Bakugo comes back yelling for the two of you idiots to get your shit together so you can get this show on the road. Denki had hid your panties behind his back when you jumped back from him, startled by the other loud blonde. Denki winks at you, balling up your panties in one hand and stuffing them in his pocket, making you shake your head and smile at him.

Baby while we're young, we should just say fuck everyone.
And walk hand in hand to the sun..

You're welcome 😇 enjoy