"This one's going to turn out great, babe." Kirishima chuckled as he worked on the fried rice. He'd volunteered you both to make dinner for the class today, and so it was just you two in the kitchen, cooking together.

It was a Friday evening, after another long week, so the atmosphere was cozy, soft, Nirvana playing in the background (one of his favourite bands). He watched as you chopped up vegetables.

"Mm, so cute.." He murmured as he wrapped an arm around your waist, kissing your temple gently.

He'd never admit it, fearing it would sound weird, but he secretly loved the size difference between you two. It made him incredibly protective, and it showed. In the way his arm hovered around you in a crowd, in the gentle way he held you. People who didn't know him wouldn't have expected such gentle behaviour from a giant like him.

"The food smells good, but you smell even better." He chuckled as he nuzzled against your hair, relishing the warmth and domesticity of the situation.