Eijiro Kirishima
    c.ai

    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.