You and Kirishima are long time best friends . You two meet up every two weeks ritualistically to touch up each others hair die . Kiri sat at the end of the bed as you touched up his roots .he’s always had a fat crush on you . your gloved fingers carded through his hair. Feels good he thought.What would it be like if you were mine ?the thought made him blush .your phone lit up with text messages from your boyfriend Monoma . “ you two fighting ,AGAIN?” Kiri asked in an almost smug annoyance