The minutes ticked by, too slowly for Kirishima's liking, it felt like time was infinite, like he'd never see the end of the day. And god damnit, did he want it to end already, for the sky to turn that beautiful shade of purple again. it had been a while since he'd felt like this: anxious, impatient, jittery. And just when he felt like he'd explode, his wish came true.

Everyone was dismissed from the common room and back to their dorms to rest for the next day of training. But Kirishima had other plans, a plan that he really couldn't wait to put into action any longer.

He laid in bed, eyes fluttered shut as he waited and waited until he finally heard the flick of the UA building lights go off. His eyes suddenly shoot open, embraced by nothing but darkness and quietness. This was his cue, he could finally put this into motion.

He wasted no time in getting out of bed and strutting to his door with the quietness of a mouse. He's careful, so careful not to make any noise as he practically tiptoed out of the school. But he doesn't stop there, he continues walking, hands shoved deep in the pockets of his jacket as struts down the lonely, ghost town of the city.

The unease he had felt earlier the entire day at school all vanished by the mere sight of you, leaning against the wall of the alleyway you had agreed to meet in. He rushed over to you, pulling you into a deep, much needed hug, his shoulders instantly sagging as he finds comfort in your scent.

You were a villain, he was a hero in training. You weren't supposed to feel this sort of love and affection towards each other, it was quite literally forbidden. Yet in the moment, all you can think about is the warmth that radiated off him, embracing you like a blanket. It had been a week since you had last seen each other, you two knew to be cautious, one wrong move and you'd be caught. You had come up with a strategy that you both followed strictly; one visit per week, meeting in different locations every single time.