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katsus-world · 1 year
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Mha boys reacting to you getting hurt on the battle field 😱
Characters: bakugou, kirishima 🤗
Warning: cussing (?) And mentions of injuries (not graphic at all tbh)
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Boy he’s mad as soon as he hangs up the phone, getting the call from the hospital.
He’s not mad he’s absolutely worried
Get ready to be yelled at 😭
Of corse he’s more worried than angry but he can’t help but express himself through yells and lectures.
“What the fuck were you thinking?! You can’t just go jumping in front of villains y/n! What if something else happened?! What if he fucking killed you!? You have to think be-“
You roll your eyes, cutting him off
“Katsuki you would do the same thing if you were in my position! Don’t sit here and act like you’ve never gotten hurt before. This just comes with the job..”
You slowly sit up straight, your head pounding at your not so sudden movements. You wince as you place yourself straight. The wince obviously not going unnoticed by your very mad boyfriend.
“Tch, it doesn’t matter what I’ve done. You need to be more careful. You have to think y/n.”
He turns around, pulling the chair that was by the door to you. His eyes are filled with concern as he scans your scratched up face. A ping of guilt hits you as you try to reassure the worried hot head.
“Katsuki, I’m fine. Don’t worry, it’s only a couple of scratches. I’ll be better before you know it.
After the hospital
Once you get discharged from the hospital, it’s bed rest for you.
Did you really think he’d let you get out and just dump yourself into work again? Nope you finna stay in bed because you still have a mild concussion.
Would make sure your agency is taken care of. He’d take shifts with Kirishima who offered to help him. Wanting to help katsuki who is already stressed out w his own agency.
You sigh as you flip through the channels of the tv, looking for anything that can help you with the boredom that has stayed with you for the last hour or so.
Ping*
Katsu 🖤: hey I’m about to get off from patrol I’ll be home in 5.
You send a quick reply as you smile in content. Seeing him after a long day of doing nothing is the best.
“Hey I’m home!” You hear the door open as he calls out. Feeling his gauntlets hit the floor and his steps quickly making their way to your shared bedroom.
His tired frame looking back at you, a soft smile pulled at your lips as you opened your arms to him.
“How you feeling?” His gruff voice rumbled in his chest, sitting down on the bed to give you a peck on the lips, engulfing himself in your arms.
“Better now that you’re here.” The cheesy line making him roll his eyes playfully
You ask him about how his day was, listening to him rant about some dumbass reporter who shoved his microphone all too close to Katsuki’s face.
When you’re finally healed,
(about two weeks after, with the help of some medication and doctors with healing quirks),
Katsuki is a Little nervous to see you out in the field again 😭 but he trusts that nothing bad will happen to you
You’re smart you know how to take care of yourself. And well if something does happen, it’s only inevitable.
It comes with the job sadly.
Only thing he could do is trust you and your abilities, and hope to see you at your shared house.
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Bro was on the verge of tears when he saw you.
Your pretty body all bandaged up, scratches on your legs and face.
He would most definitely tell you to be more careful, thinking of lecturing you but he’s more understanding than bakugou. He knows this happens so he wouldn’t be giving you a semi-hard time abt it.
Would most definitely be mad, not at you but the villain and especially if they got away!
“God, that fucking villain better hope I don’t find him!” You’ve never really seen him this mad, the red head looks like an actual dragon, smoke about to come out of his nose. 😭
“Ei, calm down. You look like bakugou.” You try to pop a joke, but it only makes his shoulders losen.
“Y/n, this isn’t funny. You could’ve gotten killed. And I know it comes with the job but..” his glossy eyes meet yours.
“Ejirou, don’t cry baby. I’m not going anywhere.”
He’d be so worried I can’t even 😭😭
You’d have to calm him down because he’d would just feel so bad.
It just makes him feel bad because he wasn’t able to protect you 😭
After the hospital
He would take a few days off of work to stay with you.
He’d keep you in bed though. Only letting you get up when you need to use the bathroom.
He’d clean your wounds and replace your bandages.
He’d smother you like a mf 😭
Always asking if you need something. He’d try and fluff your pillows to make you feel more comfortable.
At one point he’d ask you if you’re ok in the bathroom 😭
You can’t tell me he wouldn’t bc what if you fall?? What if you need help getting up??
Once he has to go back to work, he’d text you every chance he gets.
Would most definitely FaceTime you while he’s in his office doing paper work.
If he’s on patrol, he’d tell his assistant to call you, make sure you’re ok.
Would most definitely ask Mina to take you some food! Maybe stay with you a little so someone is taking care of you.
And so you’re not bored
When he comes home from work, he’d hang up his gear. Walking quickly to your bedroom and just plop down next to you on the bed.
“Hey babe. How are you feeling?” His yawns as he looks up at you, a toothy smile as he lays on his stomach.
“I’m feeling better ei.” Your hand meets his hair, grazing his scalp. The feeling making a chill go down his spine.
Once you’re ready to go back to work, he’d make sure to still text you every now and then.
Every 2 hours 😭
Like bakugou, he’d still be worried. This job is so hard on a person, and his love for you is so great that the fear of you getting hurt makes his chest ache.
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This was originally supposed to also have Midoriya but I got lazy 😭💔 not proof read sorry for any misspellings! Let me know if any of y’all want to read Midoriya’s reaction!
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maroonswan · 1 year
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Thinking about coming home after a rough day and asking your partner, Kirishima Ejirou, to cuddle with you. He’s a little taken a back with worry but can tell you’re really upset. So, he denies his first instinct to start questioning you on what’s wrong. He just nods in agreement and asks for “just a few” to finish up what he’s doing before joining you in your shared bed or on the couch, cradling you in his arms. 
You nuzzle your face into his warm solid chest, listening to his heartbeat. And, despite finding it extremely cute he still asks if you prefer the comfort of an actual pillow. You shake your head.
“Just want to lay with you,” you mumble, already half asleep, and it melts his heart. Kirishima has to stop himself from crying as he kissed your forehead and nuzzles into your hair. He’s just...so happy you find his mere presence so comforting. 
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love-me-satoru · 4 months
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i need help making a decision.
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MHA HEADCANON!
Kirishima listens to sea shanties. I’m pretty sure that the song he sang for the auditions in the school festival arc was pirate themed. And it makes me sure, that if you sent him a piratecore playlist or any sea shanty... he’s gonna be a happy manly man. His favorite is “Drunken Sailor”... Just sayin’... 
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summerlovingbaby · 2 years
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Safe With Me
tw: domestic violence and mentions of abusive relationships
“Sorry I’m late. Chris was being clingy.” Y/N said, walking into the common room. It was usually empty on Saturday afternoons. People who had stuff planned were long gone and people who had no plans had gone back to their dorm rooms to study or do whatever. “We waiting on anybody else, or can we head out? “she smiled, digging through her purse, looking for her phone. “Ah crap, I left my phone, I’ll be right back.” she muttered.
Kirishima got half off amusement park tickets and bought some. Him, Todoroki, Deku, Bakugou, Denki were going. Her bestest friends in the world. The only reason Chris allowed her to go was because she had been getting extra clingy and he was getting annoyed with her.
“We can get your phone later. Why don’t you have a seat Y/N? Todoroki prompted, motioning to an empty chair.”
It was only then that she looked up and saw the rather serious looks on her friend's faces. They looked like they were about to tell her that someone died or something.
“Is something wrong? Did something happen?” she asked. “I mean, is everything okay?”
“Have a seat?” he repeated.
She reluctantly sat down. “You guys are starting to freak me out.” She spoke. “Care to tell me what’s going on?” Denki sat down next to her and nodded firmly. “Okay, what the hell is happening? Someone tell me?” she tried not to yell. Chris hated yelling.
They all just looked at her like lost puppies.
“Deku, whats happening?”
“I uh... we don’t exactly know how to say this, but... but uh-” he started to look down at his hands like he was nervous.
“Is he hitting you?” Bakugou snapped. It was more of a shout than anything.
“Excuse me?”
“Bakugou chill-” Kirishima started.
“Is he hitting you?” Todoroki asked.
“You guys aren’t making sense.” Y/N starting to stand up.
“Is he hitting you yes or no?” being asked again.
“I told you I ran into a wall!” she snapped .
“Really, you ran into a wall 16 times in the past. I have two days?” Denki spoke up.
“What is this, some type of intervention?” she looked around. 
“Y/N, is he hitting you?” Todoroki asked again.
“No, Chris is not hitting me. I ran into a door!” she snapped. “I am leaving.” She stood up, but Denki grabbed her purse, and her purse had the key to get back in her dorm, so she was stuck.
“A door or a wall?” Todoroki asked. 
“Both, I’m clumsy!” she yelled. “GIVE ME BACK MY PURSE.”
“Say it again. Maybe I’ll believe you.” Bakugou snapped. He had a knack for spotting out liars, and Y/N hadn’t told one truth yet.
“Give me back my purse?” she looked at him like he was speaking Latin.
This wasn’t working. They were pushing her way too hard, and if they kept it up, they would push her right back into the arms of that manipulative asshole and they would lose her forever.
“Take off your jacket.” Kirishima prompted. Y/N just looked at her, a bit confused. “It’s 93 degrees. You don’t need a jacket.” She shrugged the jacket off. She was wearing long sleeves. That jacket she stole from Kirishima when they were in middle school, for some reason it still fit her. “And your scarf.”
“I’m not taking off my scarf.”
“Its 90 degrees outside. You don’t need a scarf.”
“I get cold. I’m anemic.”
“You took off your jacket.” Todoroki.
“I’m wearing long sleeves. Now give me back my damn purse. I’m leaving.” She reached for her purse, but Denki pulled it away.
“You’re not leaving, we won’t let you.” he yelled, pulling the purse close to his chest.
“JUST TELL US THE TRUTH.” Bakugou shouted.
“WHAT TRUTH?”
“ IS HE HITTING YOU?” 
Y/N was getting tired of this conversation and just wanted to go home. All she wanted to do was go to the amusement park with her friends and now she was the center of an intervention. All she had to do was tell the truth and she could go back to her room.
“It happened once, he apologized, said it wouldn’t happen again, and it hasn’t. Are we done?” she extended her arm, waiting for Denki to return her purse.
“Y/N.” Deku didn’t want to believe it.
“My purse.” She said again.
“Just once, you want me to believe that.” Bakugou snapped. 
“It’s the truth.” She said.
“There’s a bruise on your face.” he pointed out.
“I ran into a cabinet.”
“A cabinet, a wall, a door?” Todoroki questioned
This wasn’t working. Y/N was this close to leaving, and the only reason that she was because she was looking for a reason to stay. Kirishima reached for the scarf around her neck and pulled it off, revealing a hand print bruise around her neck.
The room went silent for a moment and Y/N fell backwards on the couch. There was no way they were going to let her leave now.
“JUST ONCE, YOU SAID IT WAS JUST ONCE. I’M GONNA KILL HIM-” he yelled, but when he saw Y/N flinch, he shut his mouth.
Kirishima sat down next to her and grabs her hands. “Can I ask you something?” she doesn’t move, just continues to look at her lap. “You know we want to help you, right?”
“Can I go back to my room?” she mutters. She stands up and grabs the purse from Denki, who is too stunned to resist. She made it halfway to the door before anyone dares to speak.
“HE TELLS YOU HE LOVES YOU.” Kirishima shouts after her.
“He does love me.” she snaps.
“ HE SAYS HE’S THE ONLY ONE WHO WILL EVER LOVE YOU.”
“Shut-up.”
“The relationship started out great, and fun, and he was loving and sweet-”
“You know nothing about my relationship.”
“And then one day he hits you, and he’s so sorry after, and he buys you flower after to say sorry because he feels bad-”
“ He does feel bad.”
“Says it won’t happen again, until it happens again, and again and again-”
“Shut-up.”
“And every time you think it’s your fault, if you hadn’t made him angry or just did what he asked. And every single time he tells you that he loves you, that he cares about you, and he realizes that he can take advantage of you so he won’t stop.”
“ LEAVE ME ALONE!”
“And then one day he chokes you. He tells you it was an accident, that he didn’t mean to, he won’t do it again. But he will for the rest of your life.”
“Please-”
“He will not stop hitting you- choking you. And one day in 20 years you’re going to be at the bottom of a flight of stairs, and you’re going to realize we were trying to help.”
“ STOP.”
 “He’s going to keep hitting you, and hitting you and hitting you, and he will not stop until he kills you.”
“HE LOVES ME!” she shouts, tears fall down her face and splash on the floor.
“This isn’t love, it's abuse.” he says softly, picking up the hem of her shirt, revealing a stomach full of bruises. “Jesus Y/N.” he muttered to herself.
“He cares about me.” 
“Y/N he won’t stop, he will keep hitting you, over and over again, until he kills you.” he repeated.” 
“STOP IT PLEASE!” she shouts, covering her ears and collapsing to the ground. Tears fall down her face.
The room is silent and quiet except for Y/N’s cries. Nobody knew exactly what to do. Well Bakugou knew he was about to go commit manslaughter, and Deku knew he had some phone calls to make, and Denki knew that he was about to fry someones’ brains so bad that they wouldn’t remember their own name, and Todoroki knew that he was about to turn someone’s fingers into popsicles. But they didn’t know exactly how to comfort her.
Kirishima did.
“Hey guys, can we get a second?”
They all left, Bakugou mumbling something about manslaughter. Kirishima knelt down to her level. She was crying into her hands.
“I’m sorry that this happened to you.” he whispered.
“It was my fault.”
“Hey, hey, look at me.” he lifted her chin, so they could look at each other in the eyes. Her eyes were red, and her face was wet with tears. It was not your fault, and you didn’t deserve any of it. We care about you so damn much and we couldn’t stand to see you hurting.” he muttered. “He whispered. “I can’t stand to see you getting hurt. I just couldn’t.”
“Oh Ei.” she spoke and reached behind his head and pulled him into a kiss. It was sweet and warm and welcoming, and it felt safe. For the first time in a while, she felt safe kissing a boy. But then he pulled away, and he looked almost sad. “I’m sorry... I didn’t- I’m sorry for- I shouldn’t have.” She whispered, pulling away. 
She tried to wipe her tears away, but they just kept coming. But he grabbed her and held their foreheads together. 
“I want to kiss you so bad.” he whispers.
“Then why did you pull away?”
“I care about you so much-”
“I think I love you.” She whispers. “Like love you, love you.”
“I love you so damn bad my chest hurts.” he whispers.
“Then kiss me.” she pleads. “Please.”
“I can’t-”
“Why?”
“I love you, and I respect you enough to give you the time and space that you need to process everything that just happened.”
“I don’t need space.”
“I don’t want you to feel forced into being with me. You need to take some time to figure yourself out before you commit to something new.”
“But-”
“You might not want space now, but once everything calms down, you will need space to comprehend what happened. I’ll wait for you, as long as it takes.”
“I can’t ask you to do that.”
“I’ll still be here, for whatever you need, whenever you need. I’ve waited for 5 years. I can wait a little more.”
“Will you walk me to my room? I don’t want to be alone”
“Like I said, whatever you need.” he whispered, and kissed her on her forehead. A safe kiss, a warm kiss, and a welcoming one.
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eatingstringcheese · 1 year
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home late - eijirou kirishima
in which y/n is a hero on night shift, and kirishima can't fall asleep alone
warnings: none
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Eijiro stared at the ceiling, waiting for his lover to return. The night was growing old but Eijiro had not yet fallen asleep. The low hum of the washing machine occupied the tiny apartment, intruding on Eijiro's thoughts. The place was plain and petite, but just enough for the happy couple.
Y/n stepped through the doorway and placed their keys in the bowl by the door. A small light emitted from the bedroom, not bright enough to be the overhead light but just bright enough for a lamp. They sighed and removed their shoes. "Babe, are you still awake? Come on Eiji, I told you not to wait for me." Y/n protested going back to the bedroom.
Eijiro sat up and shrugged, running his fingers through his spiky red hair. "It's alright, I couldn't sleep anyway."
Y/n took Eijiro's hand in their own and kissed his knuckles. "Do you want something warm? It might help you sleep."
"I was going to make tea but I couldn't find the kettle." Eijiro mumbled.
Y/n spoke softly while rummaging through the dresser for something to sleep in. "I thought about that when I was leaving," Exchanging their form-fitting hero costume for one of Eijiro's sweatshirts, a faded red that was a gift all those years ago when they first started dating, and slipped it over their body. Turning back to Eijiro they sighed. "I was hoping you would be able to sleep. It's sitting in the cabinet. Want me to make you some right now?"
Eijiro cut them off while yawning, "No need, just come here I'm getting cold." He sat up a bit before grabbing Y/n's hand and tugging them onto the bed.
The two pulled each other onto the bed and Eijiro tucked his head into Y/n's chest. Y/n began to stroke their lover's spiky hair as they both drifted in and out sleep.
Eijiro sighed at the touch of his lover's embrace. "I wish you didn't have to work late day shifts."
Y/n kissed Eijiro's forehead, "I know, Eiji, I wish I didn't either."
Eijiro quickly fell asleep in the embrace of his partner, while Y/n silently began to trace the words "I love you" with a finger on their lover's arm. Slowly drifting into unconsciousness Y/n heard their partner murmur under their breath, "I love you too, baby."
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animexcaps · 2 years
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Hey do have anime more Ejiro kirishima screenshots
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Ah poor Kirishima
He strikes me as the type to put his feelings for you aside so his friend can be happy.
He thinks you’re totally cool and awesome and just so manly, in all the best kind of ways. You’re Just everything’s he wishes he could be, but one of his friends likes you and he just doesn’t feel right admitting his own crush knowing this information.
He would beat himself up for having these feelings. It’s really not his fault though. You’re just so cool!
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sumztrix · 1 year
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Imagine being isekai'd into a fantasy world and being dumped in the barbaric lands with prince Bakugou and his trustee dragon hybrid Kirishima
Like honestly just imagine it. You get hit by the big ass truck while trying to save a cat or something and poof you wake up falling thousands of feet in the air. Only to be caught by the angry ash blonde haired prince and curious red dragon that's two times the size of the truck that just hit you. I would ya know just die again. Instantly.
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icyhottodo · 1 year
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[6:38 pm] ━ KIRISHIMA EJIRO
wc: 800> | genre: fluff
nini’s notes: let's imagine ipods are still popular (.❛ ᴗ ❛.)
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you were having an abnormally unlucky day today. you slept past your alarm, causing you to be late for your job and then being told off by your superior even though you were rarely ever late. and since you were late, you were too busy rushing around and missed your daily dose of caffeine, making you a bit more cranky compared to usual.
but even after all that, you decided to continue hanging out with your best friend!kirishima later in the day. not wanting to sour the mood for him. after a few minutes of being with him, everything started to lighten up, you forgot about your annoying boss, sleeping past your alarm, and almost everything that made you feel down. you two decided to eat out at a cool restaurant that just opened up. and then, of course, you guys had to get a dessert in the park after, kirishima was craving ice cream. and since your best friend was craving it, it was kirishima’s treat. but of course, with a day so unlucky, something had to go wrong for you.
after you ordered your preferred ice cream, you told kirishima that you were going to find a place to sit for the both of you, to which he agreed. but when you turned around, a man who was waiting right behind you was holding some sugary drinks, smashing into your clothes.
"oh, i’m so sorry!" the man apologized profusely, trying to get napkins to help ease the situation. you let the man know that it was okay since he didn’t do it on purpose and you weren’t mad at him. but once he left, you turned to kirishima with despair on your face.
"what am i supposed to wear now?" you whined, and even though you weren’t exactly angry, you felt frustrated at how many unlucky things had come your way today. and feeling the cold drink soak into your shirt didn’t exactly feel good.
you can see kirishima trying to think of any way to fix your problem. before his face brightens, making it known that he thought of a brilliant idea. he pulled his hoodie off his body, but as he was in the midst of doing that, your eyes widened. you notice that he was wearing a thin layer of shirt underneath his hoodie, but that isn't what caught your attention; you can see a small sliver of the bottom of his abs. making you avert your eyes in hopes of not thinking about kirishima’s toned chest any longer. did you like your best friend?
you knew your best friend was buff, but not this buff. your thoughts that have completely disappeared as to why he might be undressing in a park comes back as he hands you his hoodie. "here." 
"really? won’t you get a cold?" you asked in disbelief. kirishima hasn't done anything "boyfriend-like" toward you before. when kirishima nodded to confirm it was indeed fine, you reluctantly put on his hoodie. you secretly loved this but didn’t know the exact reason why. you were instantly met with warmth and the scent of musk.
after that, you two went back like you were supposed to do—to look for a table while kirishima paid for the desserts. in a few minutes, you see kirshima walk up to you with a smile on his face and two ice creams occupying both of his palms.
you two continue to talk as the sun starts to set, which reminds you that you two should probably head home soon. kirishima offers to walk you home like the gentleman he is. after reaching your place, you bid goodbye to kirishima. he waits outside for a bit to see that you’re actually safe inside your home before he starts walking to his own place with an affectionate smile on his face.
while changing into your home clothes, you notice that you still have kirishima's hoodie, forgetting to give the clothing back to the redhead beforehand. you threw the hoodie into your laundry basket, but as you did that, something fell out of kirishima’s hoodie. it was kirshima’s ipod, along with his wired earbuds.
curious, you picked up the music device and wanted to see what kirshima’s music taste was like. but as you scrolled through, a playlist name caught your eye. the reason why was that it was a playlist kirishima made that had your name on it.
and when you went to see what songs were contained in that playlist, all you saw were either songs you recommended to him or love songs. your heart started to beat faster at the thought of your best friend liking you in a more romantic way.
you pulled out your phone to call the man who dropped you off five minutes ago.
"hello?"
"i like you too."
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ryndicate · 1 year
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ㅤ   ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ    ㅤ ㅤPart One: Nock
Kirishima x fem!reader
warnings: dark content; please check ML for full series warnings, this part just has angst and drug mentions
a/n: 2.3k, I've been dreaming about this one for awhile and I won't lie, this is the intro to my imagination's tangent to @k1saki saying "bloody teeth Kiri" on the dash once. I wrote a single scene that deserves a full story or my writer brain wouldnt be satisfied! So! Once upon a time....
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The last thing Kirishima remembers is throwing up his quirk as he lunged in front of Bakugou in the middle of a bust gone wrong. 
He must not have been fast enough because he’s blinking his eyes open slowly, disoriented. He can hear the sound of hushed voices, can smell the musty odor of something that was left out wet for too long. His hero suit is still on, leaving his body cold and exposed. Goosebumps cover his skin, so Kirishima wants to assume he’s freezing but it’s confusing; he feels wracked with heat, as if smoke might burst from his skin within seconds.
“Looks like our next headline hero is waking up.”
An amused voice brightens the dark room with his singsong and Kirishima’s red eyes focus in on an attractive man who is stepping into view from around the… Kirishima realizes he’s chained tightly to what looks like some sort of dentist chair, but oddly that revelation doesn’t bring around any trepidation. All he can focus on is the plush set of the lips of the man speaking.
“—I have to admit, I was pretty disappointed when my men couldn’t get me Dynamight, but I think you’ll do very nicely,” he hums, his voice pleasant, friendly even. “You looked a little too wild for my tastes, but after researching your public image, I don’t think this could have turned out any better. You’re oddly welcoming of all your media attention, aren’t you Red Riot? All your fans think you’re so nice.”
Kirshima’s eyes sweep hungrily up and down the man’s figure. He has a small waist, wide shoulders—not unlike Bakugou, if not a little more willowy in frame—and he looks so soft. His hair is such a gentle shade of blue, with golden brown eyes that Kirishima is certain would look lovely full of tears. “What’s your name?” he purrs to the man, low and inviting.
“Oh, is it working already?” He steps closer, those beautiful eyes full of intrigue and satisfaction. “Tell me, how do you feel?”
Kirishima’s mind shimmers, answering as if the words were coaxed from his mind. “I feel…like I want to fuck you senseless.”
“Perfect.” The mystery man’s eyes sparkles with unrestrained delight, chuckling softly. “Oh you’ll do so nicely, I’m so happy with how this turned out!”
“Tell me your name,” Kirishima asks again, demands, mesmerized as he begins to circle his chair, dragging his fingertips up his arm, making the red-haired hero shudder. His arms flex and the chains clink as the protest the movement; he has to touch this man.
“It’s okay handsome, you wouldn't remember it anyways. Let’s have some fun.”
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You stare out the window blankly. It started raining a few minutes ago, or maybe longer than that. Your apartment feels full of people but everything is still too quiet. The TV drones a weather report from the news you refuse to switch away from. 
There's a muttered curse from Bakugou behind you. You turn slowly from the window to look at him.
“It’s been two fuckin’ days.” The blonde has shoved back the chair from the makework dining table and is pacing in his street clothes, dark sweats with the hood pulled over his head so that only a few tufts of his hair poke out.
"Katsuki I'm sure he's fine…"
“The fuck do you know, dunce face—he could be dead.”
“Katsuki—” Mina warns sharply, coming around the corner into the living room with a bowl of popcorn, one of yours and Denki’s many comfort foods. She gives him a pointed glare, glancing at you. You pretend you don’t see it and continue picking at the loose threads of the couch cushion.
“Alright, fuck. Whatever.” Bakugou shoulders his way past her down the hallway. The sound of the kitchen sink turning on alerts you that he hasn’t left the apartment at least.
Everyone from Eijirou’s closest set of friends had gathered in the apartment you shared with him, those that weren’t on duty at least. It’s ironic; Ei moved in with you a few months ago so wouldn’t be alone—and you’re pretty sure they’re all here now for the same reason. You can’t tell which you’d prefer, you’re too numb to decide whether you’d rather fall apart alone or not.
Mina plops down on the couch next to you, rubbing your arm reassuringly. Denki relieves her of the bowl, pulling it into his own lap from where he sits on the floor, his back brushing your legs as he rests against the couch “Your brother is tougher than some mid-level crime syndicate, okay? Even if they still have him, he’s going to be fine. Bakugou’s just an ass when he’s worried.”
“Bakugou’s just an ass,” Denki chimes in through a mouth of popcorn, scrolling on his phone. “Jirou just checked in, still nothing. Said she’s going to run overtime to make sure though.”
“Tell her thank you,” you sigh softly, hugging a throw pillow in your lap and pulling out your phone, hoping beyond hope that there will be some contact from Eijirou. You know if he managed to open communications, it would be a hero agency first—someone who could actually help, not you—but you can’t stop yourself from checking.
You have a message from Sero checking in on you, more apologies from Midoriya despite your assurances that there was nothing he could have done tied up with a bank robbery across town, and other than a few empty notifications and an email from work—nothing. You’re putting the device down when you get a text preview that makes you pause.
>> Got something, you free?
“I’m gonna run to the convenience store real quick, want anything?” You mumble, getting off the couch and pulling your jacket from where you’d tossed it on the ottoman. 
“I’ll come with y—” Mina starts but you cut her off with a quick smile.
“I won’t be long, I just…need a sec, okay?”
“Okay,” she frowns, sitting back against the cushions, “We’ll be here then.”
“I’ll take some chips and soda.”
“‘Kay, ‘Kami. Katsuki, you want anything?” you call down the hallways, shrugging into your jacket. 
“I want my fucking ‘vacation’ to be over! I should be out there.” he barks from the kitchen.
“Not in stock,” you grumble under your breath, dodging his stinkeye as he pops his head out from the kitchen to glare at you and grabbing your keys off the hook. You wince guiltily as the door slams behind you in your haste. His friends are all trying to be there for you in their own way; you're not out to make them uncomfortable.
As soon as you’re clear of the block you pull out your phone and call. It rings twice before picking up. You don’t give him the chance to speak first, “Shinso? What did you find out?”
He doesn’t chide you for your lack of manners, thankfully. He gets right down to business. “Wish I had better news, but he’s with a rough crowd. They don’t have a lot of public coverage, but that’s not particularly a good thing here. The reports I dug up were shoved pretty deep under the books, had to call on a favor or two. They’re pretty fucked up.”
“Oh god,” you breath, stopping in the center of the sidewalk, just out of reach of the next streetlight. When you reached out to him, you knew with his underground work he might have more access to information than the rest of your brother’s friends, but the full reality of that is just beginning to resonate with you.
“Yeah,” Shinso sighs and pauses. “Look, we both know I owe you one but are you sure you want to hear this? We keep this stuff from the civs for a reason. It might be better to wait until—”
“It’s Ei, I have to know,” your voice breaks and for a minute there’s nothing but silence on his end. You can hear him weighing all his options, his reluctance bleeding heavily into the air. You know the stuff he sees on the job is tough to stomach; it’s caused more than enough arguments. But this hollow feeling in your chest won’t let you stand by, so if Shinso is waiting for you to change your mind then he’s out of luck.
“Alright,” he mutters. It’s muffled as if he’s rubbing a palm over his face, and then his throat clears. You start walking again, realizing if you take too long Mina will probably come looking for you. Shinso is in full intel mode, voice steady and informative. Distanced, you realize painfully. “The guy that’s running this thing goes by Cupid. He’s got a wide reach; moves through territory without much trouble and because of that we haven’t gotten a good eye on the guy yet. They haven’t worked out the full details of his quirk. There’s some level of hypnosis involved, but there’s degrees that point to a lust quirk, hence his stupid ass name.” Some of Shinso’s personality shines back in with a barely concealed sneer. “But what’s come up lately is that he’s gotten ahold of some research that’s letting him make his quirk more…accessible.”
“Accessible how?”
“Drugs,” Shinso returns grimly. “He’s managed to replicate his quirk into a drug. The initial effects—euphoria, raised libidio, intemperance—all seem temporary…if the dose is controlled. Based on the movements we have been able to track, it looks he’s trying to get it on the market, but he’s running into problems. We’ve already recovered a couple of his test subjects. They’re still, uh, still being…rehabilitated.”
Dread trickles down your spine. “And you think he’s testing on my brother now?”
“It’s possible,” Shinso says softly, sounding heavily like he doesn’t want to be saying it.
You don’t want to be hearing it. Your feet have already stopped moving without your permission again, the convenience store in view across the street. 
“How long ago were they found?”
“Oh, um…” That question seems to have caught him off guard.
“How long, Hitoshi.”
“Yikes, given names huh? Didn’t know we were back there yet,” Shinso jokes weakly.
“Tell me,” you whisper, throat catching.
Shinso falls silent, his voice gruff when he finally answers. “Few months. There hasn’t been a lot of progress.” 
You phone hangs away from your face in shock, becoming rooted and tense. Months? And they’re still not okay? You’re brother’s strong, tough as hell, but against drugs? That’s a very different thing. You were worried for him before but now you’re terrified. You really might not get your brother back, and if you do he might not be…
Shinso is trying to coax you back to the phone, calling your name until you hear him. “Hey. Look, I know it’s not the best time but if you need me to come over…I will. It doesn’t have to mean anything. You just—this situation isn’t something you can just brush off, you should have someone with you.”
“Ei’s friends are at our old apartment,” you sniffle, trying to keep it together and failing.
“And where are you?” Shinso asks in a gentle tone you recognize, making your heart pang.
“Buying snacks.”
“Get some ice cream, don’t buy any of those energy drinks, and get back. okay? Let them take care of you.” 
“‘Kay.”
You ignore the irony of him telling you not to buy any energy drinks, but you nod despite him being unable to see you and take the monumental effort to begin crossing the street. The florescents from the store hurt your eyes, probably red from crying, but it’s warm inside and familiar, and you just want to get home. You hurry to the shelves and check the time, only just realizing that Shinso hasn’t hung up yet, the call still ticking seconds on your screen. 
“Are you still there?”
“Yeah.”
“I’m good, I’ll be back home in a few minutes—”
“Don’t hang up yet,” Shinso says, sounding hesitant.
You don’t say anything, but you do as he says, stopping to listen. There’s a little puff of air as he releases a sigh.
“He’s one of us, there’s a lot of people working on this,” Shinso encourages you softly. “I’m getting myself put on it too. I won’t stop looking for him, okay?”
Your lips tremble, trying not to burst into tears in the chip aisle. Your voice comes out cracked and hushed from the effort. “Thank you.”
“Call me if you need anything.”
“Mhm.”
You finish shopping in a slight daze and make the walk home to find Bakugou waiting for you outside.
“Get what you wanted?” he asks, quiet.
“No,” you whisper. You can’t find it in you to brush past him. All that’s waiting in your apartment is two more heroes who could probably read your face like a book even if they hadn’t grown up with you. 
“Shinso called? Didn’t know you two still talked.” Bakugou quirks an eyebrow as you look at him in surprise. Surprise that quickly morphs right into anger, your eyes starting to burn hot.
“You knew and didn’t tell me?” You only barely stop yourself from yelling.
“Take it down a notch,” he snaps, glaring right back at you. “The prick sent me a text before you got back. The fuck you think I’m waiting out here for, huh? Are you okay or fucking not?”
“No!” you wail, throwing the bag at him. Bakugou’s scowl deepens but he doesn’t flinch, the snacks hitting the pavement dully. “What part am I supposed to be okay about? My brother is missing, and he isn’t safe! Katsuki they might destroy him, he might not– might never—” Your voice dissolves into a wet sob and you crumble into his chest when Bakugou steps forward and yanks you roughly into a hug. He tucks your head into the crook of his arm and lets you cry, lets you clutch at him for stability, releasing all the pent-up stress that you haven’t been able to let out since Kirishima’s agency contacted you two days ago. 
“What if he’s not Ei anymore? Katsuki, what if they break him?” you finally whisper, hugging him tighter.
His heartbeat is steady and fierce in your ear; his voice is a dangerous rumble against your cheek. 
“I’ll kill them.”
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bnhaclaimedmysoul · 4 years
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v-day special : 3
Prompt : flowers
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  It was the day, it was the time, and he still didn’t think he had enough courage. Standing in front of you, with half-trembling fingers, and flowers in your hands. His flowers. Now your flowers. All he was doing was waiting, waiting for a reply. The hallway after school was where he decided to confess, and he had your favorite flowers, the stalks wrapped in careful plastic and ribbons wounding it together once, twice, thrice - he thought it was perfect. Dying sunlight filtered through the windows and cast shadows on your face, and he thought you looked so beautiful at that moment. The growing anxiety stilling him, his red eyes wide and waiting.
He was so sure he could do it when the day came, so sure that he wouldn’t cry when you rejected him.
Except he found himself too surprised to as you smiled, then lunged in for a hug, the words of your answer processing through his head a little too late.
The hug was long as slow, and he buried his smile in your hair. You found him rather warm, in one hand were clutched the flowers, and in your eyes, a smile.
 Bravery was a finicky thing, but all he had to thank that day was you, your smile, and the flowers.
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Hi!! Bakugou, midoriya and kirishima with their s/o watching a horror movie please??
Yas! Thanks for the request!
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Katsuki Bakugo
Types of movie he likes: Serial Killer & Old cult movie (Silence of the Lamb/The Shining) Types of movie he doesn’t like: Monsters movie & all the stuff with high school girls screaming.
- You’ll be the one initiating the horror movie session, first, he’s not a huge fan of horror movies in the strict sens of it, second, if it’s during the day, he has better things to do than sitting and watch poorly played movie, if it’s during the evening, guys, we’re talking about a man who’s already asleep at 10p.m.
- If you insist enough, he’ll eventually accept, because he can���t resist when you ask him things with your big shiny eyes, so he will huff, turn his head to the side with his signature frown that will cost him a lot of wrinkles when he’ll get older.
- So here you were, sitting a bit too excitedly on his bed the remote in your hand [at 9p.m which is already too late for him because you fought for an hour to find a movie that could please you both]
- «Fine, but I swear to god we’re NOT going to sleep with the light on. AGAIN.»
- In the end, he capitulated and let you choose. *internalconversation What poor taste you can have sometimes and stop smiling stupidly like that *pinkonhischeeks
- «STOP FUCKIN' SCREAMING LIKE THIS I’AM GOING TO HAVE A HEART ATTACK !»Throws you a pillow over your head
- He has to admit one thing, even if he won’t going to voice it out loud, having you moving so close to him for some comfort and sticking to his body like that, he could be used to that kind of stuff, so...why not doing that again?
- «Katsu’? Katsuuu, are you asleep?*shakinghimawake *grunt * Can we turn the light on?»
- Nope. Forget about it.
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Izuku Midoriya
Types of movie he likes: ø Types of movie he doesn’t like: All? Exorcism
- It’s one thing Midoriya was happy with when he became a young adult, the fact you have the right to decide what you want and don’t. Aaaah it was so great to not eat some shirako anymore, to not fold your shirt as soon as you pull it off, as it was great to not flog yourself with scary videos that would prevent you from sleeping.
- Oh Boi. If it wasn’t for your cute smile and excited behaviour, he would have refused it right away, but maybe, he would have the chance to hold your hand and reassured you?
- He would try to play it cool because he was super embarassed, but the truth is, he was already anxious before the movie even started, and in addition, you decided to watch it ALL LIGHTS OFF? Really?
- By the end of the movie, he had bite all of his nails.
- Pop corn was flying everywhere everytime you screamed, he was so tensed it made him jumpy.
-  He spent the whole movie, curled up on himself, his head on his knees, his eyes shut closed hoping you won’t saw him in such a weak state.
- Happy with the movie when it ended, you decided to not make any comment about the lack of colors on Midoriya’s face. You just hugged him tight instead, promising him that you won’t bring that kind of movie again as he nodded against your hair.
- After that, he’s reassured to have the little All Might collector's edition glowing figures just above your heads..until his mind wandered into dark places and he began to imagine shadows moving on his ceiling.
- He will keep his eyes tightly shut, trying to rationalize every single sound he thought he heard.
- Will definitely wrap both of you in the blanket not letting a toe outside even if he’s sweating like a sinner in a church.. it will get worse when you’ll wiggle against him in your sleep.
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Eijiro Kirishima
Type of movies he likes: Zombies and classic monsters (1920/50’s movies) Type of movies he doesn’t like: Ghosts
- It became a tradition somehow, you find yourself in Kirishima’s room every friday night for a movie or two and he's so excited to be that time of the week again.
- MOST IMPORTANT THING, it’s probably just after his shower and before going to sleep so.. HAIR FREAKIN’ DOWN!
- One week it's him who chose, the next one you're the one who bring a movie, the other has to pay for the snacks
- And to be honest, better bring the movie rather than the snacks because he’s a bottomless pit and will even slip his hands without shame into your bowl of popcorns/chocolates when his own is empty
- He’s more amused than scared by those, and he can’t keep his mouth shut, always bringing his theories or comments about his favorite scenes (when it comes to classic movies he knows by heart)
- When it comes to more jumpy movies with screamers, he waits in the dark watching you intently when you’re focused on the screen and grabs your side with a ‘Roar to make you scream… and he’s damn proud of it!
- When it comes to more «relax» horror movie, he would be lying down on the bed, his head on your laps hummming slightly as you play with his hair.
- He’ll probably take the opportunity to put his hand around you while stretching casually, and even if you’re not scared, please, let him play the tough guy and cuddle in his arms.
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summerlovingbaby · 2 years
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Take Care of You
“You alright?”
“Yeah.” Y/N tried to smile, but it looked more like a grimace. The Nomu hit her, and she flew backwards and smashed her into a wall. She got back up, like she always did, but she was feeling the hit more than usual.
“You don’t look alright.” Kirishima prompted. “ You sure you don’t want a medic?” he asked. 
She only nodded and hunched over, her hands grabbing her knees. If she just got a breath of fresh air then she would be okay, right? She took a few heavy breaths.  He kneeled down on her level, so he could see her eyes. Y/N was really good and lying, at everyone except Kirishima. He could read her like a open book, and the book he was reading said that they were not okay.
“I’m calling a medic.” he told her.
“I don’t need one. I’m fine.” She snapped. “Other people need them more than me right now. I just need to.... “she looked like she was about to say something else, but her head drooped down. 
“Do you need to sit?” Before she could say yes, her body felt heavier than usual and her knees felt weak. He helped her to the ground. She looked pale and tired.
“Can I have some water?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, and like every word, was a struggle to manage. “Please?”
“Yeah.. hold on.” he spoke. She couldn’t keep her head up, and she looked half asleep. “I’m gonna call a medic. You look like you're gonna-” her body fell over and she passed out. “I NEED A MEDIC OVER HERE!” he shouted.
Y/N woke up in a hospital, 6 hours later with a IV drip stuck in her arm and a oxygen line in her nose. Her head hurt, her chest hurt, and so did her legs. It would be easier to say what did hurt, rather than it didn’t.
Her hand didn’t hurt. Something was squeezing it, but it didn’t hurt. It felt quite sweet and nice and warm. The hand felt calloused and warm and safe. It was probably Kirishima, he always kept her safe.
“Y/N... Y/N... baby can you hear me?” he asked, his voice was soft and warm.
“Where am I?”
“Hospital... you passed out.” he said sweetly brushing the hair out of her face. “You broke 4 ribs and punctured a lung.”
“Oh.” she said, knowing that she would get scolded. 
“The doctor said you would have been in alot of pain.” he said. “Were you in a lot of pain?”
“Just a little bit.” she whispered. “I thought I was fine.”
“You broke most of your ribs and you say you were fine?” he whispered. Y/N tried to sit up, but fell back over in pain. “Take it easy.” he said, gently pushing her back down. “The doctor said you need to take it easy for the next few days.”
“ Okay.” she whispered. “ Can I have some-” before she could finish that sentence, he had a cup in her face, with a swirly purple straw sticking out.  “ Thankyou.” she muttered before taking a sip.
“ Why didn’t you say how much pain you were in?”
“ I wasn’t-”
“ Y/N, princess, don’t lie to me.”
“ Okay, well, it did hurt alot.... I just thought that I was being over dramatic.”
“ Over dramatic?You broke half your ribs.”
“ Yeah, other people more important than me needed the medics more than I did.” she muttered.
“ Hey, hey, hey, you are just as important as anyone else, and I don’t want you to ever think other wise.”
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eatingstringcheese · 1 year
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"he's thinking" - denki kaminari
in which sometimes, denki thinks a little too hard
warnings: none :) just silliness
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Lunch tray in hand, Ashido sat down at the lunch table, taking a glance at her table members. She smiled happily at the group, Sero, Bakugo, Kaminari, and L/n.
A giggle escaped the pink girl's lips, she looked at her friend, a question on the tip of her tongue.
Kaminari sat, his index finger tapping his chin lightly in a random pattern.
L/n smiled at their pink-haired friend, cupping their hand and shielding the side of their mouth they whispered, "He's thinking."
Sero nodded, continuing to shove his face with his lunch.
Suddenly Kaminari piped up, "When Kirishima uses his quirk, does his dick get hard too?"
Bakugo stopped, fork centimetres away from his mouth, "What the hell dunce face?"
Sero and Ashido began to wheeze, pounding the table with their fists in a fit of laughter.
L/n choked on the words that left their electric boyfriend's mouth. "Denks, baby, I love you but-" they started before being cut off.
Kaminari gave a goofy grin looking at L/n, "I love you too, babe."
L/n took a breath to regain composure before returning to their previously cut off sentence. "But what the fuck?"
Kaminari shrugged before returning to his lunch, "I just wanted to know." He paused, leaning back to ponder his thoughts. "Maybe Midoriya would know, he's pretty big on quirks, right?"
Kirishima bounced over to his friends, showing off his pearly whites he sat down, "Hey guys! What's happening? Sorry I was a bit late" He chuckled shyly. "I had a few questions to ask Present Mic after english."
L/n smacked their hand over Kaminari's open mouth before he could form a question for his red-headed best friend.
Sero regained his composure, glancing at Ashido who was still trying to calm down, and put a hand on his best friend's shoulder, "Nothing man, don't worry about it."
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my-dating-academia · 6 years
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Hi! Could I get some fluffy Kirishima, Midoriya, and Bakugou cuddle headcanons?
Of course you can!
Eijirou Kirishima:
-He’d be the big spoon for sure to be manly. He loves the way how he can hold you and how your bodies just press up against each other in such a nice way. Kirishima probably wouldn’t mind you softly stroking his hair horns in return, or him nuzzling his head into your hair.
-His main goal is to make sure you’re happy and that’s that. He makes sure you feel comfortable, want any pillows, watch to watch some TV or whatever. He’d tries to prove himself to you in these ways even though he is never too much or too less.
-He’s down for cuddling no matter what. Doesn’t matter if you initiate it or not, he’ll scoop you up and plop you down for some good old cuddles. Of course, he’ll listen to you if you don’t feel like it, but he might be a little pouty about it.
-If you’re tired and yet can’t fall asleep, he can make you. He’ll gently pull you into bed and pull the covers over the two of you. He’d press some kisses along your neck in a comforting manner and along your head to let you know he won’t leave you.
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Izuku Midoriya:
-What a blushing mess he will become. He honestly probably has no experience in relationships, so he doesn’t know what to do. He doesn’t know where to put his arms and hands because he’s afraid he might make you feel uncomfortable. Gently tell him that he shouldn’t be so worked up over it and it’s okay.
-That means he’s going to be the little spoon to get a grip on what to do. Deku’s a fast learner, so he will catch up on what to do exactly. He will learn how to be the big spoon and where to hold you in all the right places. He wants you to feel comfy, so he will be either the big spoon or little spoon.
-But I see him as being little spoon most of the time. This boy can overwork himself out at times to the point of exhaustion, yet will still keep going. He has a lot of weight on his shoulders, becoming the next Symbol of Peace and the All For One successor. What I mean by that is you’ll have to pull him out his unending amount of stress, and cuddle him. It relaxes him when he feels you wrapped around him along with your presence comforting him.
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Katsuki Bakugou:
-I know I said he can be a big spoon, but he secretly is a little spoon at times. He’ll literally kill anyone who founds out he is. The reason why he is a little spoon at times is because he can get himself so worked up over something, and needs you to pull him out of it.
-You’ll need to start the cuddles because he will never say he does even if he does unless he’s in the mood for it, but he will most likely just pick you up and start them without a single word. He also might act like a cat and will kind of drop hints that he does, but will never admit it. “Do you want to cuddle?” “Don’t be so fucking dumb, babe, why would I want to do some shit like that?”
-He lazily cuddles with you all the time though. In the mornings, he just has one hand around your waist while he scrolls through his phone. Or he might have an arm slung over your shoulder while sitting down. He likes to be close to you because he can be a little possessive on what is his.
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