Kirishima put a finger to your lips when you denied being able to hang out. You were a villain, Kiri was a hero. So it was hard to date in secret. Kirishima pushed you against his bed and wrapped arms around your abdomen, legs entangled with yours.

Kirishima smiled as he kissed all over your face, leaving small lip stains from his chapstick. “Mm…I have class in an hour. We have time.”