Kiribaku
Turned KiriDeku
(Mostly KiriDeku tho)
It's been a while since I've written a different ship XD
Eijirou yawned and stretched as he sauntered down the stairs into the commons, Denki hanging onto him.
"Good morning, Kirishima! Is Kaminari still asleep?" Izuku sat on the counter, head tilted as he greeted the two.
The redhead chuckled, rubbing his eyes. "He's definitely not awake..." He pulled on and adjusted the arms around his neck, the blond groaning.
Katsuki huffed from his place in front of the stove. "At least dunce face got outta bed at a decent fucking time. Yesterday was a nightmare."
"Aww, you do care," Denki drawled, lazy smile wobbly on his face as he was pried off Eijirou.
The older blond only rolled his eyes in response.
Izuku giggled, eating his breakfast. "Well, it's the weekend, so you didn't even have to get up so early, today."
"Hey!" Katsuki snapped, pointing his utensil at the greenette with a glare behind it. "Don't fucking tell them that shit! They need to be prepared to get up early no matter if it's the fucking weekend or not!"
Eijirou slumped over the counter. "Come on, man, we'll all have a few days we'll get to sleep in, even as heros." He rested his chin in his hand.
Izuku nodded in agreement. "It'll be good to have a break once in a while. Letting yourself sleep in once or twice won't hurt," he mused, ignoring the threat that followed.
Denki sighed, draping himself over the counter beside the redhead. "Thanks, Mido... You're sent from heaven."
"Oh, I don't know about that-"
"No he's fuckin' not!"
Eijirou chuckled, sleepy eyes grazing over Katsuki. He hummed behind his hand, voices hazing out as he admired the man from the other side of the counter. He'd really matured a lot since their first meeting. Eijirou has always admired him and seen him as a great friend and ally, but lately... He's been feeling something a little more.
The feeling started probably around middle of their second year. It only grew as time went on, from admiration to maybe a little more than a crush.
However, the thought of telling Katsuki any of that was terrifying, and not just because of how explosive the other man was.
"Hey, shitty hair. Don't fucking fall back asleep and eat your Goddamn food."
Eijirou snapped out of his daze and grinned at the blond glaring back, plate in hand. He took the offered plate. "Thanks, man! Smells great!"
"Tastes fuckin' good, too."
Izuku laughed and nodded. "It does!"
"No one asked you, nerd!"
"But you did before they came down!"
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"Hey, man!" Eijirou jogged to catch up with Katsuki. "Hey! You on your way to train?"
