#HELP i didn't know the back of the red cd looked Like That until i'd already edited the 2nd pic so i was like LKNSLDKFB/?? I WILL MAKE BARS

[moonstream-05]

What’s everyone’s styles (Brandon of course wears tights shirts)

Sorry this took so long anon <3

I really enjoyed answering it so thanks for asking!!! <3 <3 <3

And sorry this post is so long!

Brandon - Obviously... Other than the at the moment when he's trying to be a prince, that ascot is a no go lol. I headcanon he goes to the gym a lot, which results in a lot of gym clothes lol. He tends to go for clothes that show off his arms bc he's proud of them. He is also quite partial to a long crop top though. I also hc and idk why lol, to be the type of person to wear shorts no matter the weather lol, which tends to baffle people who are just onlookers.

Sky - Brandon made fun of Sky and his 'over dramaticness' about the ascot, so as revenge Sky told him the ascot was a necessity in his casual wear for the disguise. A lot of his 'casual' wear is just trousers and a loose fitting shirt. Until Brandon (and by extension Riven) introduced the wonders of the crop top. His casual wear often became a pair of joggers with a crop top and matching jacket, he has never looked back.

Riven - When school isn't 'on' he goes for more practical wear, bc he's quite an overprepared fella. When Red Fountain is on, he will turn to crop top and jeans. He hates joggers (bc they're too loose fitting) and despises shorts. So he always watches on with horror when Sky (Brandon) wears shorts, it does not help that they are the posh shorts (Brandon agrees, he didn't know you could get posh shorts and would just be happy with his basketball ones)

Timmy - He likes to wear funny shirts with stupid puns on them, literally any shirt with a pun on he will buy. He pairs them with jeans a lot of the time but will also pair them with jean shorts in summer. When it's cold or if he's hanging out in colder areas his solution is either a long sleeved punny t-shirt or a punny jacket or worse comes to worse a long sleeved under lay. He also likes caps.

Bloom - She loves embroidered jeans they can have stars, flowers, hearts or literally any cute design. She pairs them with long sleeved crop tops. She also likes dungarees! She then wears a lot of leggings when she's just lounging around the house.

Stella - She likes most things, but she especially loves dresses, either short or long. She likes the way they make her feel - more elegant and pretty. She loves trying new combinations of colours together just to see whether they work or not, but as long as they work in her eyes then she doesn't consider it to matter bc she feels good (which is the mindset I wish everyone could have bc that'd be nice). When wearing skirts she pairs them with any kind of top. The sad thing about all this is, she very easily gets cold so most of the time she is shivering and more often than not needs to add another layer, as she gets older though she becomes more skilled at like channeling the warmth from the sun to her as the fairy of the sun (+ moon). But idk whether to continue with that. I'm thinking of actually making a post to do with her moon powers bc I'd love to explore them.

Flora - She wears dresses too, a lot, as long as they are flowy. It's the same with tops when she is wearing her skirt. She wears tops with puffy sleeves. And also a lot of the time, she has them with flowery patterns. Headcanon time, I think she does a lot of sewing (not as much as Stella does) so if she needs to fix her clothes she does it herself!

Musa - She loves cargo trousers or cargo pants? She likes the deep pockets bc headcanon of mine, she loves to take ig the magic dimension version of cds and cassettes. She loves low rise jeans also, and has a soft spot for low rise things in general. She likes one shouldered croptops the most, but doesn't mind a good long sleeve t shirt.

Tecna - Tends to wear trousers and t shirts, doesn't mind a tank top here and there. She despises frills in casual wear, she loves it in her 'fancy' or going out clothes, but dislikes the impractical nature of it in casual day to day wear. Headcanon time, Bloom brought some sequen tops (the ones that flipped) just to hang out with, but ends up giving them to Tecna as Tecna is genuinely in awe and loves how they feel when she flips them.

I had so much fun with this anon so thank you <3

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Robyn

Rowaelin Month, Day Ten

A/N: I'd planned on posting them in order, but you get what you get. Idk when the other prompts will come tbf. I hope soon. Anyway, I managed to write over 6k words today and I'm pretty fucking proud.

This is just fluff over fluff, so yep enjoy!!

Word count: 3,047

Rowan was unbelievably late as he sped through the streets of Orynth.

So late that the school had called not only him, but also the front desk of the place where he worked when he hadn't answered the call on his personal phone. Sorscha, his assistant, had entered his office with an embarrassed smile on her lips, as if she didn't want to tell him that he had forgotten for the umpteenth time to pick up his daughter from school.

Lorcan had joined him, for some strange reason, but Rowan had stopped bothering when it came to his best friend. He'd been trying to figure out how he reasoned for years and had come to the conclusion that there was no logical sense in the actions of the man sitting next to him, who was currently singing at the top of his lungs to one of the songs on the Frozen CD - which much to the chagrin of both of them, had gotten stuck in his car radio months before, forcing them into hours of torture.

He would never deny that the songs were all quite catchy, but after the sixteenth time Rowan had had to listen to Let It Go at maximum volume, his positive opinion of the film had begun to waver.

As they pulled into the school parking lot, Rowan noticed with deep regret that the only cars still there were those of the teachers and school staff.

They both got out of the car, Rowan walking quickly towards the entrance while Lorcan dragged behind him.

He greeted the caretakers sitting at the entrance, who returned a big smile. A smile that grew even wider when his large, imposing friend entered a few moments later. He stopped to talk to the old ladies and Rowan walked down the corridor he knew led to Robyn's classroom.

He could hear muffled voices from inside the teachers' room on the left and the one he knew belonged to Miss Galathynius coming from the right. He looked out over the classroom, spotting the two people sitting at a desk.

As soon as his daughter saw him, her eyes widened and a huge smile flashed across her face.

No words. No "hello, daddy!" or "I missed you!" from the little girl.

Her teacher turned as she leapt out of her chair and ran towards him, hugging his legs and looking up at him. Rowan smiled at her in turn, running a hand over her hair that was shot in every direction.

"Hello, little bird," he murmured to her. The child's smile widened even more if that was possible.

The woman a few feet away from them pulled herself upright, crossing her arms over her chest and offering a sincere smile to the child, who hid behind his thighs.

Rowan was about to tell her that Robyn was shy with everyone like this, ready to defend his daughter's behaviour as he was used to doing in front of every adult, but he was beaten to the punch.

"It's good to see you, Mr Whitethorn," she said, extending a hand. Rowan shook it without hesitation. "Actually, I just wanted to write you a letter regarding Robyn," she continued, never taking her eyes off the little girl. "Nothing serious," she hastened to reassure him when Rowan grimaced, "quite the contrary. Robyn is remarkably good. One of the best in the class, though I shouldn't offer that information so bluntly."

Miss Galathynius winked at him, but he couldn't process what he'd just been told.

"Sorry, could you-"

The little hands clamped around his trousers tightened a fraction more and Rowan looked down, trying to figure out what was bothering his daughter, but then something happened that he hadn't even dared to dream about in recent times.

"You're here!"

The little girl broke off and ran away from him in less than the blink of an eye.

Rowan turned just in time to see Lorcan grab Robyn in mid-air, spinning her around as he brought her to his chest and showered her with kisses. The loud, incessant laughter that erupted from her seemed too much coming from that fragile little body, but he never tired of hearing it.

"Why hello baby!" said Lorcan laughing in turn, starting to tickle her until she begun to rebel and he was forced to let her slide to the floor. Robyn was still laughing at the top of her lungs and nearly fell to the ground as she squealed left and right, letting herself be pushed around by the closest thing to an uncle she had ever had.

When Rowan turned back to the woman, she was wide-eyed and her lips slightly parted as she watched the massive man dressed completely in black and the menacing face turn into a completely different person the second he had seen Robyn.

He chuckled, "I know, it's not every day you get to see a little girl be so comfortable with a brute like that."

Lorcan, who was listening to everything, looked him straight in the eye and without stopping smiling and playing with the little girl, mouthed to him to fuck off.

"Well, yeah. You caught me a little off guard." she confessed, still shocked to hear how Robyn was having a full conversation with Lorcan. They couldn't hear anything of what she was actually saying, but even just the fact she was talking to someone seemed to have Aelin unsettled.

She returned her attention to Rowan and let out a breath that sounded more like a giggle, "I've never heard her laugh before."

He nodded, blushing a little at the teacher's surprised but relieved tone.

"I'm sure the dean warned you about the problem she has," he said in a low voice. He grimaced at her poor choice of words, "I mean, not problem, but the difficulty she finds in interacting with people she doesn't know."

Liar, he told himself. Robyn hadn't spoken to anyone but him and Lorcan since the day Lyria had died. It wasn't a difficulty, but a response to the trauma that prevented her from speaking to anyone who wasn't part of her immediate family.

"I know, I know. We've been looking for solutions together." she informed him. "I give her a white board every morning. Come on, I'll show you." she turned to the desk they were sitting at earlier and raised the magnetic board, on which a few words were scribbled on. "I'll write here what she might need. Yes. No. I need to go to the bathroom. I'm thirsty. I'm hungry." she read, listing the various options. Rowan gaped. "We've only just started going over the alphabet for a second time, so she can't really read or write yet, as I imagine you know, but the little drawings next to each sentence help her."

She continued talking, but he couldn't quite follow.

The woman in front of him - aside from being breathtakingly beautiful - had done as much as she could to help her child with communication.

"Mr. Whitethorn-"

"Rowan. Please, call me Rowan." he said, clearing his throat once he realized how hoarse it sounded to his ears. Lorcan walked up to them at that point, still holding Robyn in his arms and positioned himself next to him, letting their shoulders touch in a comforting way.

"Call me Aelin, then," she smiled at them both. Then she made a small grimace, turning to Rowan, "I wanted to ask if it bothered you, that I sought a solution like that. Maybe I put her in distress, embarrassed her. I'm sorry if I gave you the impression that I wanted to solve this on my own. I really wanted to discuss it with you, with your husband too, to avoid misunderstandings. Maybe we could arrange a meeting."

He was about to tell her that she had given him the exact opposite of annoyance, that he had been more than pleased that she had helped Robyn this way, when her words finally registered.

Lorcan, beside him, had opened his mouth wide and his lips were slowly bending into a mischievous smile.

Rowan furrowed his brow, "I'm sorry, what?"

Aelin's smile seemed to falter. "A meeting? With you? To talk about how to handle the situation," then she shifted her gaze to Lorcan, "You're more than welcome to join as well. I didn't know Robyn had two dads, I apologise for assuming Robyn had a mum and dad. That was very rude of me-"

"I love this," Lorcan whispered, laughing in shock. He turned to Rowan with eyes that sparkled with amusement, "I would definitely be the top."

Rowan looked at him with an expression of complete shock on his face, "What the fuck are you talking about?"

Robyn gasped, opening her eyes wide and bringing a hand to her mouth, pointing then to Rowan's.

"Yeah, sorry, love. I shouldn't have said the bad word." he apologised, giving her a quick kiss on the forehead. He turned back to Miss Galathynius, "I'm sorry to have to disappoint you, but we're not married."

"No need to lie, sweetie. I'm sure Aelin," he gave her a knowing look, "doesn't mind at all about our relationship status."

Aelin nodded, "Well, yes. That doesn't change anything. Mr..." she turned to Lorcan, searching for a name.

"Salvaterre."

"Mr. Salvaterre can still attend. The fact that you are not yet married is no reason why you cannot both be present at the meeting. You don't have to worry, we are a very tolerant school and if anyone bothers you, you can come directly to me."

A sound of sheer glee escaped Lorcan.

Aelin continued, "I mean it. I was pleased to see both of you today. I was also pleased to see Robyn smiling so much." she concluded, looking the little one in the face.

Rowan took a deep breath, bracing himself, "No, I meant, we're not a couple. We're not gay. He's her uncle."

The woman's blonde eyebrows shot up and a second later she turned almost as red as the dress Robyn was wearing as Lorcan shook his head muttering something very much like 'you're no fun', which made Robyn giggle.

"Why did you even get off the car?" he asked him exasperated.

Lorcan shrugged, "Because I missed my little bean, you monster." he replied, clutching Robyn to his chest. The little girl clutched Lorcan's shirt in her chubby little hands and Rowan huffed, shaking his head.

Aelin brought her hands to her face, leaning against the desk behind her. She shook her head, her face still hidden, "Oh, god. I'm so sorry."

Lorcan let out a dry laugh, "Don't worry about it. It was fun while it lasted." then he turned to Rowan again, who was still trying to recover from the idea of being involved in a relationship with his friend, "You're really no fun."

"Yeah, no fun dad." repeated Robyn.

Silence fell over the class. Rowan looked at her with wide eyes and blinked once, twice. Robyn was staring at him with a sweet scowl that mimicked so much that of the man who was still holding her, but Rowan couldn't get over the fact that his daughter had spoken while Aelin was still beside them.

He was about to talk, noticing how Robyn had started squirming in Lorcan's arms, when there was a knock at the door.

They both turned, Aelin peering over Rowan's shoulder, and saw the figure of a petite girl with black hair and eyes standing in the doorway, watching them with her head slightly bent to the side. She had a tag on her t-shirt that was too colourful to belong to someone who didn't work in a school with children, so he guessed she was a teacher herself. Besides, Rowan felt like he'd seen her elsewhere. Probably every day when he picked Robyn up from school, he said to himself.

"I know you're not supposed to eavesdrop but I stopped by earlier and heard you were a couple of dads," she said by way of introduction. "I just wanted to reassure you that the school is an extremely safe place. I'm the one who did most of the interviews with the parents," that's where they had met then, "and one of the questions that is asked is just about the tolerance of the people who will be attending the school."

Aelin watched her, remaining silent the whole time and putting on an amused smile, nodded, "That's what I was telling them. How tolerant the school is. They make such a cute couple, don't you think, Elide?"

Rowan turned to her, arching an eyebrow, silently asking her what she was doing. The woman, as if she could truly understand what he was trying to convey to her, nodded her head towards Lorcan, who Rowan only then noticed was standing weirdly, his eyes fixed on the woman in the doorway.

He grinned, deciding to take his revenge right away. "Oh, yes. Thank you so much for the reassurance," Rowan began to play along as well. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Lorcan turn towards him, dropping Robyn to the floor, who made a disapproving noise at being dumped so suddenly. "We are happy to know that this school is a safe place for our daughter. And for us."

Elide offered him a blinding smile, "Good. I'm happy to hear that you are pleased so far. And I am happy that Aelin is the one who is taking your daughter's class. She's the best one here."

Rowan didn't know her yet, but he knew the thing Elide had just said could only be true.

"Well," she said again, giving them an apologetic smile, "I really must go now, but if you need anything, you can find all my contact details on the website. Have a nice day!"

Aelin and Rowan said their goodbyes, thanking her. Lorcan took a while to recover, but when he realised he was staring into empty space he ran towards the door, almost stepping on little Robyn, who was moved by Aelin.

"We are very much not gay, miss!" he shouted into the hallway. Aelin, now beside him and with a hand on Robyn's shoulder, cackled. With Lorcan's infinite luck, someone walked by just then and gave him a stern look. "Oh, shut up ma'am. I'm an ally. The best ally."

Rowan shook his head as Lorcan launched himself in pursuit of the poor teacher and burst out laughing when he heard him shout, "I'm not homophobic! I'm willing to suck someone's cock if I have to prove it to you!"

Aelin opened her mouth wide before bursting out laughing in turn.

Robyn, seeing both adults so happy, giggled too and Rowan bent down to pick her up. The little girl laid her full head of white-light hair on his shoulder and closed her eyes.

She was tired and Rowan really needed to get her home to sleep.

He glanced at Aelin and reduced his lips to a thin line, "I'm sorry about the commotion, I'll try not to bring him into the building again. Even if it means tying him to the seat."

The soft laugh she gave made something tighten in his chest. He frowned.

Aelin didn't seem to notice the effect she had on him, "Don't worry, Elide is crazy about fools like him. If he says the right things, we might start seeing each other outside of school too."

Rowan nodded, now too caught up in the thought of having to take Robyn home to focus on anything else.

They agreed on when to hold the parent-teacher meeting and then he grabbed Robyn's backpack, walking towards the exit.

He was thoughtless as he reached into his pocket for his keys and balanced everything else - including the girl - on his other arm, but when Robyn's hand brushed his cheek, he looked down and his eyes met their twins. Green against green.

"What is it?"

The little girl's voice never stopped making him smile. Each time was like the first time she had said dada.

"I really like her."

Rowan frowned, "Who?"

"Miss Aelin." she whispered, almost as if she was afraid they might hear her.

He smiled at her, "Yeah? You like her?"

"She's nice to me."

Rowan had to put her down as he opened the door and let her get into the back seats by herself.

"I'm glad she's treating you well, love," he let her know, buckling her in.

He hoped she'd tell him more about her new teacher, but like any kid her age, the topic of conversation couldn't last for more than four lines apiece, "Where's Uncle Lorcan?"

Rowan snorted, "No idea, little bird."

Robyn nodded, "Elide is pretty too."

And as if those words had summoned him, Lorcan appeared beside the car, making them both scream. He entered the car in a heartbeat and turned to his daughter, who was still settling into the seat. "Do you know Miss Lochan?"

But before she could answer him, Rowan had entered the car in turn and smacked the back of his head, which made the Robyn giggle, "You're not using my daughter as your wingman. Now stop it and buckle up."

Lorcan gave him a gentle push, before doing as he was told and for once he was happy he'd convinced him to do something.

Or at least, Rowan thought he had convinced him.

"What if I left you a note to deliver to Miss Lochan, Rob? Would you be up for it?"

Rowan knew, even without looking at her, that she was nodding emphatically.

Keeping his eyes on the road, he murmured, "Could you stop calling my daughter Rob, please? You'll give her an existential crisis."

Lorcan clicked his tongue against his palate, "Rowan, I'm not giving her a damn thing. We live in this new world, okay? Your daughter could be called Simon and still be a beautiful princess. Grow up and educate yourself before you talk shit."

"Aaaah!" shouted Robyn, "Bad word!"

Rowan sighed and shook his head, but still he was smiling.

This was his life. Had been for the past two years.

And he wouldn't change it for the world.

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[delightfulstarlightparadise]

Imagine Eijirou Kirishima and Reader

Part 3

Previous part here:

Before we begin I remind you that English is not my main language, but I am doing my best to write it as accurately as I can 😁.

During a class in which people are talking about you being attacked by a villain you recieve many texts from Red Riot, which he claims were sent by his friends. Later that day you are called by him, in name of Fat Gum, to retell what you remember from the attack, once they think the villain had an accomplice. You can describe everything exactly how it happened, once your quirk is unforgetable memory. You pass out after using it because it makes you tired, so Red Riot takes you home. He declares he wants to be your friend, but you tell him to leave you alone, because you can't bring yourself to be friends with a hero, once it reminds you how your father was acidentally killed by one when you were a kid, and everytime you remember something is like you live that again. But Kirishima is persistent and shows up at your home once more. He takes you to have Ice cream and talks about all of his friends. You end up enjoying this time spent with him and when he says he will come back again, you agree to have him visit you like this.

The doorbell rings and you know it is him again. You put on your shoes and go downstairs, and there he is, wearing his school uniform and smiling at you with those sharp teeth.

He had been coming every single day for two weeks now.

"Hi." you say as you leave the building.

"Hey! Hã?! You are going to go back to work?"

You are wearing the bakery's uniform. The bakery's repairs were finally done and you were called to help restok it.

You nod to Kirishima and the both of you start walking towards the city.

"Do you like working there?" he asks.

You nod to him again while he hands you an apple. You are getting used to him bringing you food when he comes to visit. He usually swiches among candy, snacks and fruits and seem to try to pay attention to your reaction everytime you got it. Once you didn't tell him much about yourself, it seemed like he was trying to guess what you liked.

"My friend Bakugo sometimes works at a shop too. He sells CDs. I didn't know people still bought those until he told me." he said while eating his apple.

You thought it was funny seeing him eat, every bite seemed like a predator crushing his pray. By now you knew he liked fruits and meat a lot. He rarely ate candy and loved excercising in the morning and at night.

You also knew all of his friends' names and the way he was related to them. This "Bakugo" showed up a lot in his stories. Also there was a girl called "Mina" about whom he spoke a lot, they seemed to know each other since they were kids. You were a bit afraid that he liked one of them.

He told you stories about their interactions in classes, playing videogames, sports and many other things friends did. But everytime he spoke about any kind of hero subjects, you stoped paying attention. He noticed it and, eventually, stopped bringing these up.

"I have been missing a lot of classes so sometimes I have to catch up at night, it is very tiring sometimes. Bakugo stopped helping me 'cause he is kind of angry about not having gotten his license... anyway, I haven't beeing sleeping so well, it makes me grumpy sometimes." he is blabing out of anxiety of seeing you quiet again.

"You don't have to fill in my every silence, you know?" you say while you sit down in a bench. "I am a bit tired too, let's stop walking a while."

Kirishima sits down next to you, but with a lot of room between you and him in the bench. He presses his hands against each other and start snaping his fingers. Silence seems to make him unconfortable.

"I... saw a nice dorama yesterday..." you say.

"Really?! You like doramas?! Not that I don't like them. I mean, they are fine... I watch them sometimes. Mina likes doramas, she makes me watch some..."

He suddenly realizes whe is speaking over you and swallows his breath, blushed. You can't help but laugh at it.

"I like some doramas. I like anime too... I... I watch a lot of TV." you say, scratching the back of your neck and thinking about how to proceed.

It had been so long since you last had a conversation with someone about the things you liked. You tell him about them (what are these? Take some time to picture it) and Kirishima excitedly asks every question that comes to his mind about them. Even some that might seem a little dumb, but it was cute of him to show so much interest over you and your things.

"I... I have to go to work now." You say, interrupting your nice conversation. "Thanks for the apple. Have a nice..."

You stop talking when you realize how close you are from each other. It seems like every moment of the conversation you got a bit closer. Kirishima's face was really close to yours now.

Your heartbeat increases, you feel your stomach take a turn, your body fills with goosebumps. He is not stepping away, but neither are you. Actually, he seems to be coming closer.

He looks to the side, he seems embarassed, but doesn't get away. Then, his eyes lock on yours. His face is blushed.

"Can... can I kiss you?" he asks.

You feel all your body freeze at that moment. Your voice fails, you don't know what to answer. You don't even know if you can speak anymore, so you gather all the courage inside of you to nod.

Kirishima slowly lands his warm hands in your cheeks and gently pulls your face towards his. Your lips lock together and this moment seems to extend for an eternity.

When he separates your kiss,he smiles at you in the most sweet way.

"Excuse me... I don't... I don't mean to interrupt you, but you are really late, Red Riot, and Fat Gum is hangry." Suneater's voice comes from beside you.

You let go a scream and pushes Kirishima away, standing up and staring at Suneater, who stares back at you as scared as you are. So, you do the only thing your brain can think of: you flee as fast as you can.

You can hear Kirishima call your name, but you are already too far away.

...

You lay down after a long day of work and unlock your phone's screen. There is a message there since you left Kirishima sitting in that bench, but you were to anxious to see it.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have done that." you read.

You spend sometime looking at those words and many bad things come to your mind. Maybe he had regretted it. Maybe he realized how much of a weirdo you were and was now thinking horrible things about you. Maybe you were a really bad kisser.

You lock your phone's screen again and turn to the other side, hugging a pillow and closing your eyes. You could feel every single second of that moment again.

You open your eyes and force yourself not to think about it. But then, again, the moment you get distracted, you are living it again. Once more. And another time.

You hug your pillow tight and trap yourself in that moment until morning.

...

You wake up to the sound of the doorbell. You run to the intercom, sleeppy and dizzy. When you put it in your ear you hear a strange voice:

"Y/n right?! Open up!"

"Bakugo, we shouldn't..."

"Shut up funny hair! I can't stand your whining anymore, we are gonna sort this out NOW."

You get confused by the discussion you hear, until the sound of an explosion comes from the outside.

"YOU BETTER OPEN THAT DOOR!"

It is so threatening, you press the button to open without even thinking.

Not a minute later your door is burst open and a blond guy comes stomping in, pulling Kirishima by the necktie.

"You! Why didn't you text him back?!" he asks ponting at you as if he is about to kill you.

You feel your legs weaken and lean against the wall wondering if you should pick up your phone and call the police.

"Answer!!" he says and from his hands some sparkles start coming out.

"Bakugo stop!" Kirishima says, forcing him to put his hand down.

"SO YOU BETTER MAN UP AND START SOLVING YOUR PROBLEMS INSTEAD OF FUCKING WHINING AROUND THE WHOLE FUCKING MORNING!!!" He screams, tossing Kirishima in front of you.

The same unexpected way he showed up, Bakugo stomps away almost exploding with anger and cursing at Kirishima.

When he disappears through the stairs, you almost pass out in relief.

"I am so sorry about it." Kirishima says. "He... he is not a bad person, I swear."

"Let me guess, that is Bakugo." you say, slipping on the wall until you are sitten.

Kirishima reaches to you and kneels by your side.

"Yeah. It is him. Sorry."

"You know what? You apologize too much." You say, still trying to calm yourself down. "J... just, close... lock... put the sofa in front of the door, or something."

Kirishima giggled as if you were joking, but when he sees you staring at him pale of fright, he stands up and go lock the door. Then, he takes you some water.

"Ahm... you... you are in pijamas." he says after you finish drinking.

You can see he is blush to see you in such a loosen kind of clothes. He notices you notice it, and turns his face to the side.

You ask him to wait and set up on work clothes.

"I am really sorry about Bakugo. It is just that..." he starts.

You sit in front of him by the table.

"He said you were... whining..."

"Well I... why didn't you answer my text?" he asks seeming unconfortable with the situation.

"I didn't want to bother you." you answer shrinking your shoulders up.

"Bother? I... I got really worried. I thought you ran away because you were mad at me." Kirishima said.

"I ran away because Suneater scared me... I got nervous I... I am not good with this kind of stuff." you stutter, and star snapping your fingers in anxiety.

Kirishima lays his hand on top of yours and this calls your attention to him. He is smiling at you.

"Hey do you... do you want to date me?"

You stare at him in silence caused by a complete shut down of your thoughts. He slowly stops smiling and starts looking worried, so, not wanting to see him that way, you body reacts imediately by nodding.

He opens up the biggest smile and jumps from his chair, picking you up in his arms and hugging you the thighest you've ever been hugged.

"Kirishima! Slow down!" you say, both embarassed and anxious.

He doesn't even listen and starts smacking your face with little kisses and saying how much he has been dying to ask you that and how happy he is you've said yes. You can't bring yourself to resist it. Actually, you enjoy every second of it and when you see it, your arms are actually revolving him softly.

When he notices it, he stops kissing your cheeks and stares at you with a smirk. You feel your face warm up. He kisses you on the lips, slowly and you kiss him back. He, then, leans his forehead on yours and let go a passionated shigh.

"You are so great, y/n." He says, and then gets back to covering your face with kisses until he makes you giggle.

...

"Hey, you! Bread now, please!!"

You snap out of your thoughts and run to pick the client's request. You have been distracted these days, each lapse of memory is like living again every moment you spend with Kirishima.

He comes everyday, like before. But now you walk holding hands. He kisses you hello and goodbye and...

He sometimes shows up at the end of your shift and takes you home.

The first time he asked to go upstairs with you, you let, out of innocence. You didn't expect a guy so soft as Kirishima to pull you to the sofa and start kissing you so passionately as he did.

That is what he did every time: got you on his lap and didn't stop kissing you and getting his hands all over you, until it was about time he had to go back to his academy. He would, then, kiss you gently on the forehead and say goodbye. He never went any further and this made you feel absolutely hot for him. But it also made you feel safe.

You don't remember ever feeling that safe after what happened to your father.

You liked how he pretended to bite you with his pointy teeth. He liked tickling you too. He loved to hear you laugh, he said, many times.

Someone called your attention again. Your heart stops when you see a pink girl stopped in front of you pointing at the strawberry cake in the display.

"Can I have this to eat here?" She asks. "Could you bring three of these for me and my friends outside sitting outside?"

You nod to her, hoping she can't see how shocked you are.

"And... do you have something spicy?"

You let go a gag o terror because Bakugo bursting into your house comes knocking down your thoughts and you relive those moments of fear.

"Ahn... spicy chocolate bonbons..." you stutter.

"Ok! Give me some of these too, please."

She smiles at you and leaves the bakery. You see them through the glass door, Kirishima's friends sitting outside. They seem to be happily laughing about something, ecxept for Bakugo, who has a grumpy face on, arms crossed.

You try to ask for someone else to take them what they want, but your colleagues are busy. You take a deep breath and get outside with their requests.

Your hands shake. You can't help it. As you serve Kaminari, Mina and Sero, it seems fine, they are too distracted talking about a difficult class they had. But when you give Bakugo his bonbons, he stares at you and says:

"Thanks, y/n."

Mina let go a shriek and Kaminari even spits some of his cake. Sero turns to you and a big smile comes to his face. The three of them scream "THAT IS YOU!" and stand up.

You try to hide behind the tray.

"Omg! Kirishima is SO LUCKY! You are SO cute!" Mina says, shaking you by your shoulders.

"Have you already..." Kaminari starts saying and you feel like you are going to pass out.

"DENKI DON'T ASK THAT KIND OF THING!" Mina says hitting him on the head.

"Kirishima speaks of you all the time." Sero says. "Seriously, sometimes I even want him to shut up about it."

"Who'd say Eijirou would be the first among us to get in a relationship?" Mina says, sighing, seeming disappointed.

"I thought I would be the first one." Kaminari says.

"You will probably be the last." Mina says.

"Oh Mina, that is so mean." Sero says, laughing at Kaminari's beaten face.

You feel like you really need to run away from there. No wonder they are Kirishima's friends. They are all so bright and happy, like him. And loud. And you...

You look at how handsome and cool Bakugo seems to be and how pretty and confident Mina is. Maybe he should be with someone like them not a weirdo like you.

This thought takes the anxiety away from you. It gets replaced by insecurity. You shouldn't stay any longer, they will find out how strange you are. You don't want Kirishima's friends to know how awful you are.

"Can... I get you anything else?" you say.

"What time do you leave today?! I will tell Kirishima to meet us here after his extra class. Let's all hang out together!" Mina says.

You freeze without a proper answer in mind. The three of them stare at you full of expectations, but their faces start to turn into worried expressions the longer you take.

"Y/n has to go back to the shift. Stop being so annoying, the three of you!" Bakugo intercedes, slamming the table and making the three of them sit down. "Go already!" He says, turning to you.

You run back to the bakery, scared, but relieved.

As you work, you keep checking on them. They are still there, every time. They don't seem to be leaving any soon.

When your boss tells you to clean up to leave, you see Kirishima coming towards them in a hurry. You see the three of them laughing at him, but he seems to reply angrily, and then say something to Bakugo that makes him even angrier. They both seem to discuss for a while and Bakugo punches him in the head.

Kirishima seems to apologize and then, comes in. You are so unconfortable with the whole situation, you feel like hiding from him.

"Listen, I really didn't know they would do this..." he starts saying.

"Please, don't do these kind of things." you whisper, head down.

"I am really sorr..."

"I don't want you to fight your friends because of me." you say. "They are all so nice and I am..."

Kirishima stares at you with an angry frown.

"You are what?" he asks.

"I..."

He holds you from your wirst and brings you out to his friends.

"Bakugo! Apologize!!" Kirishima says.

"FOR WHAT?!" He replies seeming like he is about to burst in flames.

"You know y/n has anxiety issues, you shouldn't have tossed y/n to these nuts without me!"

"I got them over control, DIDN'T I?!" Bakugo asks you.

You nod frenetically, by fear.

"Anyway you should have told me you were going to bring them here!" Kirishima yelled.

"Well, you were taking too long to introduce y/n to us!" Bakugo replied.

They seemed about to get physical with that fight.

"APOLOGIZE!!"

"OK, I AM FUCKING SORRY! DAMN!" Bakugo replies standing up and hitting the table.

"P...please don't break the bakery's furniture." you stutter.

"SORRY!" Bakugo yells as if he is about to kill you.

You hide behind Kirishima, but he pulls you to his side again.

"So... now... PROPERLY. This is y/n, the person I told you I am in love with. This person is the most sweet, amazing and wonderful I have ever met. Please, be gentle."

They all smile at you... even Bakugo does. Kaminari, Mina and Sero stand up and bow at you.

"It is so nice to meet you! Kirishima says so many nice things about you! I couldn't wait for us to become friends. Sorry if I stepped out of your boundaries." Mina says, gently taking your hands between hers.

"Please, let us know if we are being too invasive." Sero says. "I will make sure I tape Kaminari, then."

"Hey!!" Kaminari replies. "I know a thing or two about social boundaries."

"Yeah, that is why your friends with Mineta." Bakugo says.

They all let go a "ooooh" and even you giggle once you understand the joke.

You look at Kirishima and he is smiling at you.

You finish cleaning up and go outside to meet them. They take you to an arcade where you all play dancing and guitar games and eat cotton candy.

At first, you just observe them playing from a distance, when they invite you, you politely refuse and sit near to watch. You see their funny interactions and let yourself laugh at them. They are exactly how Kirishima described to you.

Mina convinces you to go with her get the cotton candy, but when you get there, she starts telling you embarassing stories of Kirishima from when he was a kid. You can't help but laugh at some of them, until Kirishima arrives all pissed off and embarassed. He convinces you to play a dance game with him and you both score so badly you only get one prize ticket. You laugh at it.

"Ok, I will get you a prize now! Male's honor!" he says, pushing up his sleaves and walking to a strenght testing game. "Watch me!!"

He hits the target and the machine spits more tickets than you can count. You end up taking home a big shark plushie.

"Hey y/n. How about we play this game together?" Kaminari says, pointing at a game in which you had to memorize the sounds and colors and repeat the patterns.

"Not sure if it is a good idea." you say.

"NOOO, PLAY WITH HIM, PLAY WITH HIM."Kirishima pushes you towards the game, laughing under his breath.

"Nobody beats me in this game, but I will go soft on you." Kaminari says.

"Will you?" you ask rising one eyebrow.

Ten minutes later, Kaminari is on the floor, crying over his lost highscore. Kirishima and Mina are laughing at him.

But you are so concentrated in the game, you don't stop playing. Blue, red, red, yellow, pink, blue. Pink, pink, blue, yellow, green, pink, green, pink.

You barely see the whole arcade gather around you to watch you beat by far all the high scores in the machine. It is cheating, but who didn't cheat with their quirks?

"Is that... It is y/n?!" You listen a familiar voice from your school.

"What, that creep leaves home? Hey, is that Red Riot?"

"RED RIOT?!"

"Hey Red Riot! Give me an autograph!"

You stop paying attention to the game and see that Kirishima is now surrounded by people trying to take pictures with him or asking him about Fat Gum.

You feel dizzy. How much time had it been since you started playing the game? Much time, your quirk had tired you out completely.

You pass out and feel someone hold you. You hear Bakugo blasting something and screaming for everyone to "go the fuck away".

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Diamante d’Italia: Chapter 5

(Chapter 5: Another day in paradise)

Josuke grit his teeth, his chin resting in his hand as he held the phone slightly away from his ear, though the guffaw that continued to ring out from the speaker could still be very much heard.

He had already called his Mom to check in with her when he first woke up this morning and since he had the whole day ahead of him he waited until after a much needed shower to call his best friend.

That now seemed like a mistake after listening to him howl with laughter for almost five minutes now.

He winced as Crazy Diamonds hands ghosted over the mottled flesh of his back, sharp pinging following their careful movements as the stand dutifully patched him up.

He was just glad the bed made it easier to sit down with that one.

From what he saw in the bathroom mirror, where those junkies had kicked him in the back had left a bruise that was the size of a basket ball and it was as black and green as Rohans signature hair.

Spots of the same colours along with splotches of an ugly purple were also sprouting on his upper left arm and shoulder. Not to mention the particularly ugly one that was currently taking up residence on his thigh and.... a more unsavory place just slightly north of there.

He had definitely been right about hurting in the morning that's for sure because he practically yelped when rolling over, causing him to fall out of bed and onto the carpeted floor to add to it all.

Staring up into the face of Crazy Diamond looking down at him from where he laid half-whimpering and aching all over was not a way he would recommend starting your day.

The fan of the hotel room spun slowly above him from where he sat on the huge marshmallowy bed in only a towel, his damp pale skin starting to dry and chill beneath the breeze.

"--so-so... lemme get this straight-... you..." Josuke rolled his eyes as Okuyasu struggled to keep his giggles in check over the phone. "You get there..... and-... hehehe.... and- not even like 2 hours.... -and you get beat up?"

"Yes." He sighed.

"BWAHAHAHAHA!!!"

"--oh Josuke!" He wheezed into the receiver, dying down into giggles again. "--I'm so sorry buddy- but that's.... -that's funny.... oww... owww my stomach..."

Josuke grunted, pulling the phone away from his head to avoid going deaf in his right ear as more barking laughter rang out.

He could practically feel Crazy Diamonds own eyeroll as they continued their ministrations on his back.

"Yeah, yeah. I know." He groaned. "Just don't tell Mom, I don't want her to worry about me."

"So what happened after? You must've gotten away somehow right? Did CD put them in their place?" His words were almost drowned out by the obnoxious crinkling of a bag in the background, followed by the unmistakable crunch of potato chips drilling into his eardrum.

"No. I didn't even think about it. It was all happening so fast all I could think of was to grab hold of my suitcase and not let go."

"Oh man, you didn't lose your luggage did you?" Okuyasu questioned after swallowing his mouthful of junkfood very quickly. "Your Mom would have a fit!"

A smile found its way to Josukes face, "No actually. Someone helped me, oh man you should've seen him! He put a run to them and he was really cool too!"

Josuke proceeded to tell Okuyasu all about the one and only Abbacchio and their time together along with meeting Bucciarati.

He spared no details in telling him all about the scrumptious meal he had devoured that night, he could practically hear the other teenager drooling all over the phone as he described the juicy details of prosciutto stuffed chicken breast.

Bruno looked very anxious and warned him it was very dangerous to wander the streets at night, most especially when he was a tourist carrying all his possessions that didn't know where to go.

After Josuke had eaten last night, Bruno asked him if he was staying somewhere and the teenager realized he had completely forgotten about finding a Hotel!

The streets by then were dark and it was late, they had talked for so long but the time had just flew right bye. Jouske had grabbed his bag and thanked the two men graciously for the food and their company, making sure he bowed deeply in respect as he done so, about to head out to find one before he was stopped.

More importantly, he wouldn't even be able to read any signs leading to a Hotel.

Josuke realized he had gotten ahead of himself and accepted the mans proposal to take him to the Hotel a few blocks away, which he did and Josuke had to say, the place was like paradise on Earth.

The building itself was huge! Not to mention high-class. The lobby had a chandelier that was the size of his Livingroom back home! And the fountain in the center of it was bigger than the one outside his School!

Bruno chuckled seeing the owlish expression on his face as they entered through the glass sliding doors, the reflection of the golden lights above them on the polished white marble floor made his baby blue eyes sparkle. Abbacchio simply opted for staying outside and smoking a much needed cigarette while his partner helped Josuke arrange a room.

"Oh man!" Okuyasu said through another mouthful of chips. "That sounds A-B-C-Delicious! I wanna eat that!"

"You'll have to bug Tonio about it if you're that eager." Josuke laughed. "Speaking of food, you've eaten a full meal today right?"

The crunching came to a sudden stop.

"Define--"

"As in you've eaten something cooked and not just junkfood." He interrupted, drumming his fingers on his knee, he already knew his answer however.

Silence... he could actually hear the sounds of Stray Cat (whom both boys had taken to aptly nicknaming 'Guns and Roses') purring along with the feint sound of the TV playing in the background.

"Okuyasu!"

"Sorry! I'll eat real food tomorrow!" He whined. "I just forgot is all!"

"I've actually just been binge watching this goofy tv series. I've heard about it for a while but I finally decided to get into it. Man, I'm gonna be so sore tomorrow, I've been sitting on my ass for so long!" He cackled.

Josuke huffed, however deciding to not press him further on the matter and take his word.

Okuyasu needed to take better care of himself and Josuke usually had to remind him of the importance of it, along with helping his friend pilot through all his emotional troubles.

"It's this Anime thing called 'Dodo's Wacky Quest'. It's pretty good!" There was a pause as a indignant 'meow' sounded close to the phone, followed by more rustling of the chip bag. Okuyasu grunted, the phone crackling  as he moved to hand the living plant a chip. "The series is pretty long though. But hopefully I'll have most of it done by the time you get back."

'Speak for yourself...' Josuke thought, shifting slightly on the bed to try and inevitably get more comfortable.

Crazy Diamond was almost finished with his back, the worst one was next.

"What series is it?" He couldn't help but ask.

"Huh," Josuke rubbed his chin, smiling. "I'll have to watch some of it with you."

"That'd be cool! Dodo kinda reminds me of you actually. I dunno if I've met any Jio in my life though, dude gives me the willies..."

Crazy Diamond leaned over him and tapped his leg, shooting him a look.

"I'd better go man. I'll try to talk to you tomorrow, remember your promise!" He said into the phone, turning away from his stand.

"Ok. Ok. I will. Jeeze..." the eyeroll he was getting was evident in the others voice. "Be safe JoJo!"

"I will. Bye."

He put the phone back in its cradle on the bedside stand and sighed, swatting away the phantom hands that pulled on the towel covering him and ignoring the exasperated 'Dora' as he shunted it aside himself.

'Lay on your stomach.' Came the telepathic order from Crazy Diamond. 'I can give you a massage after I'm done with the last bruise to help relax you further.'

He was just glad he didn't decide to tell Okuyasu about his last bruise, otherwise he would've probably passed out from laughter, resulting in Josuke to have to end the call promptly.

He'd never be able to live this down from his stand alone....

☆☆☆

There was so much he wanted to do, and so much he wanted to see. He decided to leave his suitcase behind within the safety of his room (not wanting a repeat of yesterday) carrying just his wallet, a disposable camera his Mom had given him to take pictures and his handy dandy comb of course.

Finally walking again and not shuffling along uncomfortably like an old man (as he had been doing earlier), Josuke strutted downstairs to the lobby without a hair out of place.

His precious mane had been properly lathered, rinsed, gelled, combed and hairsprayed and he was ready to tackle the day!

The golden charms adorning his uniform gleamed like his eyes and he walked with pep in his step, shoes shined and clicking on the polished marble floor.

He needed to tackle business first before he went about to getting some breakfast. He had already had a cup of strong instant coffee after the massage given to him by his stand, using the machine inside of his room (this Hotel really had everything).

"Hello." He greeted the lady at the desk in the lobby, a woman in her sixties with greying hair pulled back into a bun, maroon lipstick and matchig rectangular spectacles. "I was just wondering if I could pay for my nightly stay now and maybe pay for tomorrow too?"

"Can I have your name, dear?" She asked, already typing away on the keyboard of the large white box computer before her.

"Josuke Higashikata. J-O-S-U-K-E."

Her long black nails clicked and clacked away loudly on the keyboard, he watched in silence as her dark red lips pursed, her eyes scanning the screen.

"It says here you're already covered for your full stay."

'Embarrassing' wouldn't be a word he would use to describe a situation where he had to call his Nephew and demurely ask if he could get a lift home like a drunk teenager calling a half-alseep Parent in the middle of the night.

He blinked at her, raising both his eyebrows.

"Umm... I don't think that's right. I only booked the room last night..." he trailed off, feeling his heart starting to pound in his chest.

He prayed to God this somehow wouldn't end with him being in debt with no way home.

She hummed, "It says you're fully covered. You just need to inform the Hotel of the date you're departing and a direct deposit is already in order." She explained.

That answered absolutely none of his questions.

"How is that possible?" He asked, doing his best to keep his voice calm as he rubbed the back of his neck idly.

More typing and clicking.

"It says here that your stay has been covered by..... a Mr. Bruno Bucciarati. He arranged for the bill to be footed to him." Came her reply at last, turning in her chair to look at him.

It took the Highschooler a moment to process that, blinking like an idiot as she stared at him.

What.... when.... how did..... why did....?

"Oh.... uh.... I-I see. Thank you." He told the older woman at last, with a half-hearted wave goodbye as he left the lobby, out into the world of golden sunshine awaiting him outside.

Each question seemed to short-circuit in his brain, he couldn't decide on what to ask first.

Josuke finally realized he was lingering and staring as the old woman addressed him again, before averting his eyes, his face tinging a little pink.

Why on Earth would the man put himself through so much trouble? Paying out of his pocket for him at a Hotel where people who looked like they wiped their asses with dollar bills stayed there no less! It didn't make sense!

This Hotel seemed a little one the pricy side, he had actually been wary about staying here the night but didn't want to be rude and ask Bucciarati to take him to another Hotel, so he decided to risk it and see how much it was the next day (silently praying he wouldn't be dialing Jotaro Kujo afterwards with a speech prepared of course).

This however changed everything.

He was still a virtual stranger to Bruno and his partner, and he didn't feel like he had earned such a kind gesture. He didn't have a doubt in his mind that both men were wealthy but this just felt akin to stealing in Josukes eyes.

It was the least he could do. It's what he wanted to do. It's what he was raised to do.

Josuke leaned up against the stone wall of the Hotel, considering his options. He could tell the Hotel that wasn't necessary and to cancel that previous order and allow him to pay.

Or he could find Bucciarati again (it couldn't be that hard) and offer to pay him back, if not in money maybe he could do something in return for him.

That did it.

He took one last look at the Hotel to remember the name as he prepared to cross the street (he needed something to go off of if he was gonna find a way back afterall).

He had a new mission added onto today.

He was going to do some sight seeing, eat some more damn delicious food and keep his eyes open for either one of the men he dined with last night.

"Albergo brillante Diamante..." he murmured, absentmindedly scratching his cheek as he did his best to pronounce the words (in what he hoped was the correct manor).

"Hmm... wonder what that means."

All he truly knew was that he Josuke Higashikata, had a mission he was going to see through today.

...

He mentally added 'buying a dictionary' to his list today as he narrowly avoided a car coming in the street, yelling out a "Sorry!" To the driver laying on his horn (who wasn't supposed to have the right away).

[To be coninued... 》

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