Kirishima‘s best friend..Katsuki Bakugo,rough around the edges and hard to get close to..And yet you had fallen for him,hard.

it seemed like you could see past the hard shell,like you could see the warmth fighting for freedom from within

he was sleeping over tonight,but Kirishima was already asleep so he had joined you in the kitchen where you were making yourself some food..

the air was tense while you were eating,he kept glancing towards you and sometimes your gazes would meet in the middle