bnha scenarios

kuroiro shihai | ☁

prompt: awkward boy w cute crush :)
category: fluff
character: shadow man
word count: 1632
song: love sick by beach bunny
requested by: StopPuttingMeOnRead

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Normally I start to panic
Get too close I cut apart the strings
Typically, I break bad habits
But with you it happened naturally
Told myself that love is violent
Feelings fade and bitterness proceeds
When you're closer I don't mind it
Secretly I want you close to me

"KUROIRO!"

The shadow-like boy looked up, hidden under the shade of a tree outside of their dorms. He had been spending their day off in the darkness, sometimes testing to see how much he could go into the sunlight and still keep part of himself submerged. However, his moments to himself were cut short by Kendo's call.

The orange-haired girl beckoned him over cheerfully. "C'mere, Y/n made some cookies!" His heart hammered in his chest and he quickly shook his head, swallowing harshly. Itsuka called out to him again, making sure that he didn't want any as he nodded and went back to focusing on himself.

What the hell is up with my chest? He didn't like the twist of his heart, grasping at his chest with his own hand. Kuroiro was used to getting crushes; it was typical in a teenage boy's life as he grew up. Still, though, there's something so oddly attractive about Y/n. "I figured you wanted some before Shishida inhaled it all." She smiled shyly.

To his surprise, she had wandered over to the tree he sat under, offering a cookie in between the tissue that she held. Kuroiro shot a small smile at her, "Thank you." Y/n nodded cheerfully, letting him take the sweet treat before simply standing there. Thinking that she'd walk away, he tilted his head at her.

"Ah, sorry. Is it awkward for me to stand here?"

Kuroiro suddenly felt guilty, "No, I'm just—"

"—I was just wondering," The girl cut him off, scratching her cheek in an embarrassed manner. "Whether you would like it or not."

Sick of love
I'm tired of the bullshit
Fed up with subtracting names
Need someone
That isn't an equation
Only adding up to pain
But you're so

The boy frowned, watching her talk so excitedly with Monoma. Ironically, despite the blond's nasty attitude, they were similar in their energy. So whatever Monoma spoke about cheerily, she could respond with something totally different in the same vibe. Somehow, Neito would let it slide and the conversation would continue on like normal.

"Y'know, you're just causing yourself more pain by not approaching her," Honenuki spoke up, suddenly matching the pace of his stride with Kuroiro. All of 1-B was heading over to the training ground, so they had ended up walking together as a whole. "Relationships are so complex," Kuroiro bit his bottom lip, shoving his hands into his pockets.

Although he was quite dramatic in his speech and a bit of a sly fox, whatever confidence Kuroiro had immediately depleted when he thought about Y/n. "Yeah, and what about it? You two could make it work, to be honest." Honenuki was only being logical and encouraging, Shihai knew it. He shrugged lazily, running his tongue over his lips as his annoyance grew.

"Yeah, yeah. . . "

Hiding from my own emotions
Terrified of letting someone in
Just because I'm over closure
Doesn't mean I wanna start again
Trying to maintain composure
Let's pretend you're only just a friend
But if you leaned a little closer
I think you could fall into my head