Kaminari rifled through his assignment sheets that were spread over his bed and paused over one of the steps. "Okay so it says here that we need to experience each other's quirks."

Shinsou nodded, he'd already read the assignment front to back and didn't like this part of it. Saying you're okay with the idea of someone's quirk and actually being okay with it after experiencing it were two completely different things.

He shrugged off the feeling of dread and asked, "Want me to put you under and you can zap me as pay back?"

Kaminari shrugged, "Sounds good to me."

Shinsou considered the blond for a moment. "Is there anything you want to know first?"

"Nope. I trust you."

Shinsou felt a flood of warmth at the words and relaxed. Everything was so easy with Kaminari.

"What's your name?"

"Denki Kaminari-"

Kaminari's face slackened a little and he went still as Shinsou took control of him.

"Raise your left hand and run your fingers through your hair twice." Kaminari felt Shinsou's voice inside his head and it was the only thing that was clear through the haze in his mind.

There was a small amount of natural panic that set in at having no control. He could feel his heart rate pick up and his breathing was a little quicker. He could still see but there was a haze like fog covering his vision.

He felt his arm lifting without his permission and tried to fight the movement but couldn't do a thing to stop it.

Then he stopped trying to fight it and let his body relax and as soon as the panic came, it was gone and in its place was a feeling of calm at being able to surrender control.

Then there was a new feeling, entirely unwelcome and awfully embarrassing. He felt heat pooling in his stomach as Shinsou gave him another similar command.

Somewhere in the back of his foggy mind he felt a twitch in his pants. Oh no. That was not happening. Why the shit was his dick getting involved in this!?

Of course he'd have a god damned kink for being told what to do. He would have groaned if he'd been able to.

But it was getting hella awkward and he had no control over his body so he couldn't even adjust the way he was sitting let alone move his hands to cover himself.

If Shinsou looked down he'd see him in all his unsolicited horniness.

Then just like that, Shinsou left his mind and Kaminari had control of his body again. He sprang up almost instantly. In a different way this time.

"Um, I'm really sorry, bad timing and all that, but I just remembered I promised Kiri I'd lend him my English notes. Just, uh, pull the door closed when you leave. I've gotta go. Sorry!"

Kaminari didn't hear what Shinsou said or even if he replied at all. He wouldn't blame him if he didn't, he just needed to get out of there before he realised what had happened.

Kaminari banged on Kirishima's door and when he didn't answer straight away, he leaned his head against the wood and knocked again. "Dude, let me in. I think I'm gonna die."

It wasn't Kirishima's door that opened but the next one down and Kaminari had to check that he'd knocked on the right door when Kirishima emerged without a shirt on, concern written all over his face.

He stepped back and flicked his eyes between the red head and his actual dorm before shaking his head and saying, "We'll come back to this later. I have bigger problems right now."

Kaminari sprawled out on Kirishima's bed and groaned, "Gahhh, what the hell is wrong with me?"

"So you got an erection doing something that wasn't erotic. It happens to the best of us," Kirishima said.

Kaminari shuddered. "Please don't say the word erotic again. Also, I want to hear the story about that one day. But for real, dude, what am I gonna do?"

"Just tell him the truth," Kiri said and Kaminari rolled his head to look at him as if he was insane. Kirishima shrugged. "Telling the truth is manly."

"Kirishima. I got a spontaneous boner. Because I liked being told what to do. Whether or not it had anything to do with Shinsou, is beside the point. I have a kink for being told what to do. That is not manly."

Kirishima looked at him thoughtfully, "Don't kink shame yourself, bro." He leaned forward then and whispered, "I'll let you in on a secret only because I think it might make you feel better but you can't tell anyone. Bakugou likes being told what to do too."

That's it. Kirishima really had gone insane.

Kaminari burst out laughing. "King Explosion Murder likes being told what to do? Are we talking about the same person?"

Kirishima leveled him with a hard stare. "In bed, Kami. Your everyday personality doesn't always carry over to the bedroom."

Hmm, food for thought. "Okay, back to Shinsou."

"When did it happen?"

"Literally just now."

Kirishima stared back at him, worry crinkling his brow. "What exactly did you do after it happened?"

"Uh, ran up here to escape the embarrassment."

"Dude, you ran out on him right after he quirked you?"

"Yes?"

"Don't tell me you think he thought it was anything other than his quirk that made you leave."

Kaminari groaned as he started to understand Kirishima's point. "But it was, just not in the way he's probably thinking."

"You have to tell him the truth. He probably feels awful."

Kaminari lay on his bed for a few more minutes before deciding that Kirishima was obviously right. He got up and made his way to the door but paused before he opened it.

"So, just checking, do your study sessions with Blasty start or finish without your shirt on?"

He would have felt bad about the awful shade of red Kirishima's face turned if he wasn't his best bro.

Kirishima made a weak excuse about it being hot.

"Oh I'm sure it gets very hot," Kaminari cooed as he finally opened the door to leave.

"Don't you have your own boy troubles to deal with?" Kirishima called as he shut the door after him with a laugh.

Kaminari wandered back down the halls to his own room, lost in thought. Yeah, he did have a few troubles to deal with. Mainly tall, dark and purple. At least he had time to get his thoughts together before he saw him.