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"Hiya Kaminari, what’s up? Why aren’t you walking to school with us?”
Kaminari had seriously never ever been this relieved to hear Kirishima’s voice. He immediately let out a wave of verbal panic.
“KIRISHIMA! Kiri- oh, oh oh thank fucking go- man you don’t know what shit I got myself into. Please, come save me,” he said in a rush.
“Wow, what? Where are you? Are you okay?” Kirishima sounded concerned, and Kaminari made a whiny noise.
“No! Y-you see. I thought I’d stop by at the store before school, like, I was craving a hamburger so much. And you see, then I ran into this cute girl! She was just busy and I really thought I could tell her my name and ask hers. But she got pissed! A-and, I tell you man, her quirk’s crazy. She did this thing, I’m not even sure, but I’m.. Now I’m.. I’m stuck!”
The silence on the other side of the line was not very reassuring, but then Kirishima made a snorty noise.
“No wahahay. A hamburger in the morning? Hitting on a girl, and, wait.. Don’t tell me you’re stuck in a wall?” Kaminari held his breath.
“Y-yes?” Kirishima laughed even louder.
“Guys you should hear this! Our beloved Pikachu fell prey to Miss Kabedon!” Kaminari could hear the laughing voices of Sero and Bakugou, and he sighed.
“Ha- ha- real funny guys. Can you come get me? It’s near the 7-Eleven, around the corner in direction of school actually.” More laughing voices.
“Good, good. Stay where you are, comin’ to save you,” Kirishima said. Kaminari rolled his eyes.
“Not going anywhere~” he said dryly. It was truly a humiliation. He had never thought he’d ever eperience the feeling of being stuck in a... wall. He felt like Winnie The Pooh, in that one kids’ movie where he’d get stuck in a hole. His head, until his chest plus arms were dangling pathetically from the front side, and he didn’t want to know what it would look like from the back.
His middle that was inside the wall felt actually cold, rather than warm, and the stone also put some serious pressure on his body.
It was especially humiliating that most of the few passengers chose to do nothing. Two women with children reacted all embarrassed and awkward and acted as if they didn’t see that certain teenage guy with his body in a solo wall.
A bunch of middle schoolers laughed in his face, and one little girl had even offered him his lollipop but got dragged away by her mother before Kaminari could even react or say anything. Yes, deeper than this, he probably couldn’t sink.
“There you are! Seeeriouslyyyy!” The cackling voices of his so called Bakusquad friends were sure to make him feel even worse, and he smiled sheepishly and waved his hands.
“Yes yes, here I am. Laugh all you want,” he said, blushing when they began to snap pics of him from each possible angle.
“I can’t believe you fell for it. Everyone knows to stay away from Miss Kabedon. Did you know she tried to hit on Bakugou once? Hi-la-ri-ous,” Kirishima said as he continued to snap pictures of him. Kaminari tried to look bored and unimpressed, but yes, it was pretty funny too. He never heard any of this though. Ugh sometimes he was such a.. pudding head.
“I told her to blast off of course. I can’t believe she got you, though. What an idiot,” Bakugou sighed, and Kaminari hoped he meant the girl, but knew deep down that he was the one being called idiot now.
“Just free me, please?” he asked once they finally lowered their phones. Instead of looking any helpful, Kirishima pranced around the tiny wall he hung from, specially made for him, and admired the brickwork.
“Interesting. It’s.. a real wall. It’s as if it’s merged with your body,” he said in a nerd- tone as if they were in biology class. Kaminari rolled his eyes.
“I’m just in it, that’s all.” He couldn’t believe the guys continued to talk, casually chattering about the interesting wall creation- quirk, while he was still stuck here. He was about to snap at them when Kirishima suddenly traced his finger along Kaminari’s lower side right at the edge where it disappeared into the wall. His body tensed up completely.
“Can you please cut the crahahap and- oh wait, don’t touch me there,” he warned in a giggly way when Kirishima wiggled his finger against his side because he tried to wriggle it between him and the wall, probably to see how tight he got sucked in.
“Hmm? Why not?” Sero was quick to stand on his other side, looking at what Kirishima was doing that made Kaminari all giggly and flustered like this.
“I’m just tihicklish and I really am uncomfy in this. Care to help me out of this so we can get to class?” Kaminari simply tried to brush it off as both guys stood on the back side of his wall, out of sight for him. But then Bakugou stepped in sight, right before him, arms crossed over his chest and the smuggest smirk ever.
“Ticklish huh?” he roared. Uh oh. Had that been a naive thing to say? Well, seen the circumstances... Maaayybe?
“Eh... Just a little?” Kaminari emphasized it with his fingers, holding his thumb and forefinger really close, but it was already too late. Bakugou took a step in his direction and smirked wickedly.
“Oh you just shouldn’t have said that.” This was mean. So so so mean. Bakugou could easily blast him out of this stupid brick wall. Kirishima could probably just harden and do the same. But what were they doing? Tickling him. Yeah. Like a bunch of stupid kids, bullying his poor trapped body and- ho shit-
“AAahaha no- no wahahait! Guys! Hehe, guys! Stop ihihit!” he cackled. He could feel both Sero and Kirishima tickle his lower sides and waist on the other side of the wall. Bakugou stood right in front of him and dug wicked fingers into his upper ribcage and even his armpits. Maaan did he lose his mind here.
“Gahahaad you stuhhupid people! Eyaaaaaaha!” Ooooh that thing earlier, about not being able to sink any deeper? Well, this was rock bottom now. This. Tickled to tears by his friend while stuck in a damn wall and nothing he could do about it.
“Aaawh how’s that, Pika? Can’t take some tickling can you, huh?” Bakugou was a villain. He had easily grabbed his hand and pinned it above his head against that damn wall, attacking his even more defenseless upper body wherever he could reach.
Ugh Kaminari had never wished to sink further into that wall, but no, on that other side there were also things happening. He couldn’t even see his attackers there. And so it shocked him when he could feel the tickles spread to his legs. One of those two fuckers had picked up his leg and was now spidering his fingers all over the back of his knee, his thigh, oh his damn fucking thiiiigh-
“AAaahaha you thehehre! Stop thahat right now!” he shrieked. All guys laughed simultaneously with him.
“Which one?” Sero said jokingly. Kaminari threw his head back so violently that it hit the stone wall - ouch - and his free hand... His free hand, no, both hands... Wait, what was that? Bakugou caught on as well and his eyes widened. A loud roaring laugh came out of him again.
“Oh guys, you should see this.” Kaminari definitely noticed. The more he laughed, the more his hands would create tiny sparks. They basically did nothing, he noticed, because Bakugou was still holding his hand tightly and wasn’t affected by the sparks. Eventually he let go and took a step back to admire the effect, and right at that moment the other two also came running around the wall to see it. Bakugou rolled his eyes.
“No, someone needs to tickle him or it won’t work. Wait.” Kaminari was grateful for the short breather he was getting, but he looked in terror as Bakugou was the one to disappear to the other side of the wall this time, read: behind him. Kaminari trembled in anticipation.
“No, please no more, guys, Bakugou, don’t,” he begged in slight panic. Anyone would be worried if Bakugou damn Katsuki was standing behind you, while your body couldn’t move an inch and the evil guy’s main purpose seemed to tickle him to death.
Just as he was wondering if Bakugou really would do it and naively thinking that maaybe he was just looking for a good position to blast him free from, he suddenly felt ten rough fingers digging into his lower sides, his hips, aaaaahhh-
“AAAhaha! Nononono pl-plehehease staaahhp!” he cried. Sero and Kirishima’s eyes lit up at the sight of the sparks that appeared again.
“How cute!” Sero grabbed one of his hands and put his hand over it. He giggled.
“That actually feels nice!” Kaminari had just covered his face with his arm to hide his shameful laughing face and also because he just couldn’t face them out of embarrassment, but Kirishima just grabbed his hand and did the same as Sero. He unfolded his fist easily and placed his handpalm on his, feeling the sparks.
“This feels funny. It actually tickles,” he said, winking at Kaminari who was now blushing so so so badly that he thought his face might explode.
“Hehehehe I beheheg you, s-stop! I’m dyiihihing!” he tried again. One pair of hands tickling him was less bad than three, but these two guys in front of him admiring the sparks from his hands wasn’t much better, it made him so shy and flustered and they just kept saying how cute he was and..
“BAhahakugou wait! Nooohoho!” Kaminari shrieked when Bakugou’s tickling suddenly got to next level: rougher and wilder, and his sensitive body twitched and struggled.
Meanwhile Sero and Kirishima were now working together as well to tickle him again: both of them held an arm against the wall and used their other hand to tickle his exposed torso.
“Cahahan’t breaaathe! I s-sweheheaaar!” Oh God. This was so intense. So much tickling. He wriggled and thrashed, bucked, his hands were clenched into fists. Yep. Squeezing his eyes shut, Kaminari thought he was going to die, in like 3... 2... 1....
Bam. The electrical wave that flowed through his body felt actually pleasant, like an -eh, yeah, like an orgasm, and he panted and wheezed breathlessly. Woah. He only realized then that he was sitting on his knees, half-collapsed on the ground. Wall-less.
“It’s gone,” he wheezed, his voice coming out squeaky. His view was also blurry, oh and he had two thumbs-up pointed at the guys. He wasn’t feeling too good. Definitely a short-circuit.
He was only barely aware that his three smug friends stood in front of him and smiled down at his exhausted idiot- figure.
“That was some strong electricity you got there. Strong enough to break walls. Did we really need to tickle you for that?” Still confused about what the fuck just happened, Kaminari just allowed Kirishima and Sero to pick him up by his arms- though at first, of course, he flinched as soon as they touched him.
“Won’t tickle you again. For now,” Sero snickered, and Kirishima made him jump and squeak with one poke in his side and he laughed.
“Naah, I think we should get to class now if we don’t want Aizawa-sensei to murder us,” Kirishima said.
“...In our sleep. Did you guys hear that-” and so the three guys continued to converse casually while dragging his powerless body to school while idiot Kaminari was still suffering from his short-circuit. Oh well. At least he had now learned to never hit on a random girl in the morning, to keep up with the trends and the class-talks and definitely to never tell anyone that he’s ticklish. Also, where was that damn burger? He still craved it so bad.