You and Kirishima were sitting in his bed in his dorm room, laptop and two bowls of snacks between you both.

He turned his head when you let out a groan, hitting pause on your movie.

“What happened? You okay?”

Your bottom lip curled outwards in a pout as you looked up at him, cradling one of your hands in the other as you explained that you broke your nail, and that it was probably one of the worst things that could have happened—they were so nice and long! Now you would have to cut them all!

Kirishima chuckled, taking your hand with the broken nail into his, looking them over.

“I fix it for you, if you want? I saw a video once about how you could fix it with nail glue and a tea bag. You have glue, right?”

It was entirely possible that you just fell even more in love with this man.