Not smut but Hanta doing the whole Spider-Man upside down Kiss (you already know he had to test it with Kami but obvi in a bro way bc he doesn’t wanna fall on his s/o when he kisses her or pass out from a blood rush)
yes, yes, yes! it took some time but here’s a mediocre os for my favorite pothead. i’m a sucker for kamisero soo… thanks for requesting, hope you enjoy!
spidey — sero hanta x fem! reader
you had just settled in your boyfriend’s lap, staring up at his sculpted jaw, when he heaved a sigh and slowly removed your head from his lap, standing up.
“kami bro, can you come with me for a sec?”
the electric blonde jumped to his feet and followed suit without further question, leaving you, kirishima and bakugou confused.
“what’s with these two? if i wouldn’t know better, i’d think they’re dating.”
bakugou said what everyone else thought. hanta and denki had been close ever since enrolling in ua, but lately they’ve grown more secretive and when you asked him about it, hanta would just shrug it off.
“listen bro. this is kinda really important to me.”
denki was confused, usually hanta would just straight up say what he wanted without beating around the bush.
“you know how y/n and i haven’t been spending as much time together?”
“bro don’t tell me you wanna break up?”
the other interrupted, face pale in shock. this couldn’t happen. he had worked too hard to get you two together in the first place.
“holy fuck, no. of course not! but i kinda have a favor to ask you…”
denki gave a relieved sigh and nodded, asking hanta to carry on.
“practice the spiderman-kiss with me.”
silence. denki didn’t know wether to laugh or cry at his best friends proposal, he was absolutely and utterly confused.
“i really want to surprise her with it since it’s our one year anniversary and she joked about it a lot. plus, you’ve been helping me organize the whole day anyways, so i just thought i’d ask you? since you’re my best bro.”
denki could see the hint of a blush forming on hanta’s cheeks and just threw an arm around his shoulders.
“of course bro! kissing the homies isn’t even gay! i’m honored that you’re asking me!”
a few minutes later denki stepped into hanta’s room, acting the part.
“hanta baby, where are you?”
his high pitched voice and swaying hips almost made the black-haired boy break character, but he pulled himself together at the last second, dropping from the ceiling until his face was leveling denki’s.
the blood rushed to his head almost immediately making him feel dizzy and nauseous.
he let himself drop the floor completely, groaning.
“fuck, sorry bro. i rushed into it. again.”
after six more attempts hanta finally mastered the art of hanging upside down for a prolonged period of time.
“baby? where are you?”
he lowered his body, came face to face with denki, a sheepish grin plastered on his face.
“happy one year.”
denki suddenly blushed and averted his eyes, seeing his best friend in a new light was really flustering him.
“don’t get shy now.”
hanta grinned, feeling denki’s hands on his cheeks, slowly leaning in.
he mumbled, before closing the gap between their lips.
hanta didn’t plan on kissing back, but an oddly strong gust of wind swayed the tape he was leveraging on and pushed him further into denki’s embrace.
the blonde gasped and stumbled back, pulling the raven-haired boy with him.
“let go, idiot!”
but it was too late, he already plummeted and landed on top of the shorter male.
“why’d you kiss back bro?! do you like me? was all this just a trap? i can’t believe i fell for that!”
“shut up, i don’t like you. disgusting. my tape just suddenly grew a mind of its own apparently.”
he stood up, pulling denki with him.
“thanks, this was really helpful as well as disturbing.”
the shorter boy stepped up, positioning himself between door and his best friend.
“you’re a good kisser, no homo!”
laughing, hanta pressed a second kiss to denki’s lips and left.
“better treasure this then.”
“he didn’t say no homo..”
the days flew by, training keeping you and hanta busy. too busy to bask in each others presence. you were aware that your anniversary was coming up, but on that day you also had a very important exam. just your luck.
exam day came and so did your anniversary with your boyfriend.
denki had kept you busy the whole day and you didn’t have a single chance to even hold your boyfriend’s hand.
“denki, drop the act. i know you keep me from seeing hanta on purpose. does he want to break up with me?”
the blonde boy sighed and pointed to hanta’s room.
“he’s waiting for you.”
confused, you stepped towards the familiar room, mind racing.
how many great nights you had spent in this room, how hanta confessed to you and how his lips tasted like orange soda mixed with the slightest hint of nicotine.
you didn’t want to, but somehow tears crept down your cheeks as you knocked on his door. he was your whole world, if he wanted to end this, you’d be nothing.
he heard your voice, thick with tears and almost decided to cancel the spiderman-kiss but when you came into his field of view his heart jumped out of his chest.
you wore one of his t-shirts along with the necklace he had gifted you on your last birthday. you only wore it on special occasions.
you halted, looking around his empty room, nibbling on your lower lip, trying to compose yourself. that’s when you heard a faint frizzling sound and before you knew it, your boyfriend’s face met yours, upside down.
he wore the proudest smile, his hair tickling your cheeks.
“happy one year babe.”
you didn’t know what to do, so you simply pressed your hands to his cheeks and connected your lips with his, the same taste of orange soda and nicotine clouding your mind. this was it, the confirmation that he still wanted to be with you.
your tongue followed the curve of his lower lip, before intruding. he sighed into the kiss, finally releasing all the pent up emotion into this kiss.
“you’re an idiot, you know that, right?”
you grinned, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes.
“but you like me regardless.”
he released his tape, gracefully landing on his feet, before engulfing you in his strong arms. his scent was lulling you in, causing you to melt into his embrace.
“i love you.”
he tensed, did you just say that you loved him?!
“say that again.”
you looked up at him, his eyes sparkling and cheeks blushing.
“i love you, hanta.”
he grasped your chin with his thumb and index finger, lifting your head until you locked eyes.
“i love you more, y/n.”
he leaned down and closed the gap between your lips, hands wandering around your back, finally settling atop your butt, while your fingers intertwined with his hair, pressing yourself further into his broad chest, longing for his touch.
“babe, not yet. we have a reservation at your favorite restaurant.”
“it can wait.”
you mumbled, locking your lips with his and pushing him towards his hammock.