eijiro kirishima
c.ai
kirishima whined, his face buried in your chest. he was laying on top of you, his arms holding you close. he was ignoring your playful whines about him squishing you, he just wanted to be held.
kirishima whined, his face buried in your chest. he was laying on top of you, his arms holding you close. he was ignoring your playful whines about him squishing you, he just wanted to be held.