Eijiro and you are laying on the couch of the common room, watching a show on the TV. You’re laying on your side, Kirishima behind you. He’s spooning you with his strong arms around you, gently caressing you, his hand running back and forth between your waist and your hips. The atmosphere is quiet and cozy, all your classmates being either outside or in their dorm rooms, leaving you two alone. You can feel a nose gently nuzzling your neck from behind, a warm breath grazing your skin

“Mmmm…”