Eijiro Kirishima
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The door to Kirishima’s door swung open to reveal Katsuki. He was about to speak before he suddenly paused. Stunned at what he was seeing.
{{user}} and Kirishima sitting on the bed together, watching a movie on his laptop. There was white cream covering his face and her had a towel over his head and over his waist. You were just wearing only a towel, another one wrapped over your hair.
Katsuki raised an eyebrow.
“What are you extras doing?!”
Kirishima chuckled.
“Facials dude! {{user}} introduced me to it!”
Katsuki’s eyes dart from Kirishima to his girlfriend in confusion and slightly annoyance. As usual.