TW:
-Reference to rape
-Mentioned group homes (foster homes)

Fun fact! In Japan, instead of foster homes it is group homes.

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"𝕂𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕚, 𝕀- 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕕? 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕘𝕦𝕪 𝕕𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦?" 𝕊𝕖𝕣𝕠 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕒𝕥 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕖.

𝕃𝕠𝕥𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕪𝕡𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕡𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕒𝕝𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕥 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖. 𝕊𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕥-

"𝕀 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕦𝕪𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕚𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤," 𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞.
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Kamianri's worst fear is probably spiders but a very close second has to be people judging him and hating him. Okay, maybe /that's/ his worst fear, but it is so much easier to say spiders when people ask.

"Denki?" Hitoshi asked while scooting forward. A large frown covered his lips as he watched his lover cry. He wanted so badly to hug him and make everything better but after what he went through Shinsou couldn't just touch him without warning. Especially when he is like this. "What's wrong?"

That question only made more tears run down the blondes face as he sobbed. "S-Stop it!" he shouted back while bringing his hands down harshly on to the back bed cover. "Stop it! Stop it! STOP IT!"

The purplette in question froze and sat still as the other sobbed. "I'm sorry. What-"

"NO!" he cried cutting him off. "Stop b-being nice! Y..You are suppose to use m-me, not care about me!" he explained. It did not make any sense to the blonde. Shindo said he was a good fuck. Did Hitoshi not think he would be? Was he that ugly that Hitoshi didn't want him?

Shinsou stared at him in shock. "What, Denki-" started before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. He reopened them. "First off, no. I'm not going to use you even if you truly wanted me to," he announced and that only made Kamianri cry more. "Secondly, what would make you say that? Denki, you are amazing and beautiful. Why would I /want/ to use you?"

"B-Because I'm dumb enough to walk int..to the room that my rapist led me to!" he shouted back. Looking up at his boyfriend who became blurred due to his tears he continued, "Don't you understand? T-Thats why you need to use me! So that I'm not a gross b..b-because! Because I agreed to it!"

"Kitten no..." Shinsou said as his heart broke. "No, no, no. Can I hug you? Please?" Kaminari nodded his head weakly and without needing anymore prompt he hugged him tightly. The other —who was still just a /kid/— clung tightly to his shirt as if it was his life line.

"Sweetheart," Hitoshi started with a gentle but sad tone, "as much as I wish it wasn't true, there isn't a way to erase what happened and there never will be." Kamianri let out a chocked sob and pressed his face into Shinsou's chest. "You will have to carry this burden with you for the rest of your life. But," he paused and forced Kamianri away from his shirt so they can make eye contact. "But," he repeated, "over time the weight of that burden will lessen until you will feel the weight only on occasions. I wish I could do anything to speed up that process or just take away that burden but I can't."

Hitoshi brushed a strand of hair out of Denki's face and smiled sweetly and pressed a non lustful kiss onto his lips. Then another kiss. And another. "I love you Denki. I hope you know that and that if there is anything I can do that will make things easier for you that I will do it."

Kamianri smiled back even though the semi-dried tear tracks on his cheeks made his face feel tight. "I love you too."

They shifted until they both were able to lay down. Denki curled up with his head resting on Shinsou's chest and arms hugging one of his arms. Hitoshi with his head burried into Kaminari's hair and one of his arms under his boyfriend's neck and wrapped around his shoulder.

"You aren't dumb Kitten," Shinsou announced after awhile of silence. "It isn't your fault that he hurt you. It never was," he finished off by placing a kiss on Denki's blonde hair.

Kamianri curled deeper into his chest with a smile. "Thank you."

A harsh knock sounded from the door and Kaminari did not even spare the door a glance. Since it was Friday when he went to get groceries, he got to just stay coped up in Shinsou's room. Today was going to be the last day he could just stay in bed and have his boyfriend bring him his food —like he was currently- and he was going to make sure he could.

"Fuck knocking!" Bakugou shouted before throwing open the door and barged in. Sitting up quickly he looked over at the entry way with wide eyes in shock. Bakugou, Kirishima, Mina, and Sero all were standing there with different looks of concern.

Panic attacked Kamianri and he whipped his head up to Bakugou, "They! Did you-!"

"No! I might be an ass but I wouldn't do that!" he shouted back at once immediately realizing that Kamianri was asking if he told them about the rape. After taking a breath he pointed at the boy, "You have been in your room for the whole fucking weekend and after what Soy Sauce saw the idiots got worried because they may be dumbasses but they aren't that dumb!"

The group looked at him expectantly with different layers of fear and worry. Bakugou, despite his rough demeanor, had the most visible amount of worry for Kaminari's well being. Next was Sero since he was the one who saw his reaction to Shindo. The people with the least amount of fear visible but still quite a bit were Kirishima and Mina, both tied.

"Kaminari, I- what happened? What did that guy do to you?" Sero asked as he stepped forward and sat next to the right side of the blonde. Mina followed after him and sat down  on his left but crawled back so she was slightly hugging him from behind.

/"Ngh, stop! It- mhnn," he whined weakly while pulling at the sheets above his head.

Shindo let out a sick laugh as his grip on Kaminari's hips tightened. Denki just closed his eyes and threw his bed back as he forced himself not to cry./

Lots of different types of lies popped in his head almost at once. So many things he could tell them to make them forget what happened and move on with life but Shinsou's talk from a few days ago appeared in his head.

"I-" his voice failed him so he cleared his throat and tried again. "I think it's best if you guys all sit down for this," he told them. A look of understanding flashed on Bakugou's face as he quickly went to Kaminari's left side and put his hand on the boys arm. Kirishima came over and sat next to Sero while leaning over a bit to look at him better.

Footsteps sounded and Kamianri looked up at the still agape door to see his boyfriend and gestured towards the bed with a slight wave of his hand. Hitoshi shut the with a look of confusion but walked over anyways. A nervous giggle left Kamianri's lips, "After this we are going to have to do a big cuddle party. Just warning you guys."

They all nodded and waited for him to continue.

So he did.

He collapsed into a chair with a loud groan. The majority of the class was sitting around the table but only a handful looked up at him and one of them was Uraraka.

"What's wrong Kami," she asked kindly like the sweet girl she is.

He glanced up at her and took note of the dirt brown color her eyes were. It reminded him of one of her skirts that at the edge was brown but slowly faded into a light /light/ blue color. That only made him feel worse.

"I, ughhhh!" he shouted while throwing his hands in the air before sitting up straight. Her eyes widened as she noticed he was about to get serious. "I wish I could change social norms! They are so stupid, right? Like I can't wear a skirt! Or paint my nails! Or have my hair done! Or do make up! Or-!"

"Woah, woah, woah," she said quickly to cut him off. "You never had a problem with doing any of that stuff till, a month or so ago. What happened?"

As soon as that question was asked the entire Bakusquad froze. She did not know what he went through. She did not understand the pain he went through. Surprising, only after a second pause, he replied, "Well yeah! I had a second where my dysphoria was being a bitch but now I just want to do that stuff without judgement!"

"Then do it Whey Face!" Jirou shouted further down the table next to Yaomomo. "People will judge you no matter what so just do what you want and ignore those idiots!"

He paused for a second as he thought it over. Then a grin broke across his face as he said excitedly, "Yeah!"

A knock comes from the classroom door and Mr. Aizawa paused his lesson. "Come in," he calls to whoever is behind the door. Kaminari leans forward in his chair as he tries to get a glance at who is there before the door opens.

Once it does open a small woman who could not be over 5' feet tall enters the room with a smile. She is wearing a pantsuit and has he hair tied back in a tight bun. "Which one of you is Kamianri?" she asks the class.

Jirou elbows him and whispers something along the lines of, 'Looks like someone's in trouble,' before he raises his hand while slightly confused. "I'm Kaminari," he claims.

"Oh good, come with me," she said while waving him over. He stood while feeling totally lost before Mr. Aizawa told Iida that he is in charge of the class and that it will be a study period till Yamada Sensei comes.

Denki turned to his teacher nervously once the three of them were alone in the hallway. "Is this for the trial?"

The teacher nodded his head. "It is. This is Ms. Bengoshi, she will be your lawyer. I trust her to do a good job," he confirmed.

Kaminari smiled shyly at her and waved. This was one of those times he wished he wasn't part of a group home. Sure it was a nice place and it was not like he was being abused, but if he had a family he would have been told about the lawyer. He also would have an adult who he could just hug and vent to. Aizawa Sensei did let him talk to him about this stuff but it was different when it was his boyfriends dad then when it was his /own/ dad.

"It's nice to meet you, but I'm sad that it's under these circumstances," she said while holding out her hand for him to shake.

He took it with a smile and replied, "Nice to meet you too, and thank you."

She waved her hand in the air while shaking her head. "No, no, no, none of that! Don't thank me for this," she told him. "I'm happy to be able to help you."

They arrived at the teachers lounge where all teachers seemed to have been told to steer clear of. Fidgeting with the bottom of his shirt, Kaminari sat down on one the couches. Aizawa and Ms. Bengoshi sat down on the couch opposite to him.

She sits up straight and looks at him dead in the eyes. "What happened to you is terrible but to be able to put the person who did this to you behind bars, we need to know what happened to you."

He took in a sharp breath before nodding. "Okay."

"We are hoping by recording this session that you will only have to go over this once and we and show the recoding to the court but either way we need to know what happened to you in as much detail as possible. Whether it's so you don't have to repeat this in court or so we are prepared for court," she told him with a frown.

Tears prickled his eyes at the thought. /Tell them what happened to him? No- tell an entire court full of /strangers/ what happened to him./

"I-I..I can't. I'm sorry. I just, just c..c-can't!" He says while standing up. Tears start to stream down my face as he quickly wipes them away.

"Hey," Aizawa says while standing up but Denki turns away while sniffling. "Kaminari,breathe. It's okay. No one is going to judge you for what happened."

"But it was m-my fault!" he cries while turning around. "I-I'm a hero in t..training!I should have been m-more careful!"

Eraserhead goes to speak but Ms. Bengoshi starts talking first. "So if this was, say Kirishima? That's his name right? The one with red hair and seems super kind and lovable?" Kamianri nods his head. "So if this was Kirishima, and he saw a person he met before from one of the upper classes like 2B. Would it be his fault if he, unkowningly, walked into their dorm room thinking that they were going to study but got raped?"

"No!" he cries out immediately and quite defensively.

She points at him, "Why? The guy Kirishima went with he never talked to till that day. How is it not his fault?"

"But Kirishima didn't know! It isn't his fault!" he argued.

"Exactly. You trusted someone you met before, someone you had worked with, to not hurt you. I'm not saying you shouldn't trust people, I'm saying that it is not your fault," she declared proudly.

He nodded his head as he processed what she said. It isn't his fault. It isn't his fault. It isn't his fault.

/It isn't his fault./

"I-I think I'm ready to tell you what happened," he said fearfully while sitting back down. His teacher sat back down as well and his lawyer started the recording.

Kamianri took a deep breath in as he glanced at her one more time.

/He can do this./

He let the breath out.