Love Is Blind [Blind!Kiri x Baku}

Safe Haven

Kirishima POV

     I've lived practically my entire life blind, recognizing people by their voices, step patterns, breathing, and, before you ask, yes, people breathe uniquely. 

     Anyway, after being blinded in the accident my father has hated me, beaten me, I'm the reason his first and last love was stripped from his being. *Slowly rebuilds fourth wall*

     I slowly pulled the back hem of my tank top up toward my shoulder blades, pulling it over my depressingly black hair and then off of my abdomen, exposing the dark bruises and scars that littered my chest and stomach, sides and back I ran my hand against the part of my spine I could reach, assuming red and purple bruises accentuated each protruding link of my spine, due to how I winced when they were touched. 

     I slowly tried to wrap my body from my hips upward so I wouldn't have to deal with the way they felt as I brushed against something. I slowly reached for my dresser, realizing it was gone from it's usual spot, my father's doing, just another way he could torture me, moving my things so I couldn't find them. I put my hands against the wall and side-stepped my way around trying to find the chest of drawers, finally, my side hit the edge of it, I yelped as it hit a tender spot on my side. 

     I heard steps on the first floor and the door slammed, probably splintering as it hit the frame. I pulled the top drawer open, grabbing a thick hoodie, slipping it on over my head, I walked to my window, finding the latches and sill easily, I unlocked it and slid it open, crisp night air rushing against my face and body, slowly making my way out of it and onto the fire escape next to the window, I made my way up the steps slowly stepping up to my best friend's apartment. I made sure one foot was on solid ground before stepping inside. 

     "Mina..? Miss. Ash?" I spoke softly so if no one was awake I wouldn't wake them. "Kiri, it's Mina, but hun, where are your pants?" I laughed slightly, "I guess I forgot? My dad came home early, I could barely get a shirt on." She laughed and took my hand, leading me to the couch. "Wait here." I heard her soft clicking steps leave the living room. She came back, brushing her hand along mine, I've told her countless times I can tell when she's here, near me, but she always touches me slightly before speaking so I don't jump. 

     "Here, a pair of sweats." I took the fluffy pants from her hands and felt around for the strings, indicating the top of the pants. I slipped them over my boxers hurriedly. I stood, hiking them up. "Ok Kiri, lookin' pretty thick!" I giggled and she laughed, along with her small snort. I shook my ass a little laughing, "Kiri bout'a make me act up fr fr." She laughed. I shook my head with a smile. My hair fell in my face and I pushed it back into a ponytail, my hair is getting a little long. I only know that because I can tie it up without strands falling.

     "So, are you gonna sleep here? Or..?" Mina asked rather soft. 

     "Mina, I promise you, I'll be fine, I just don't wanna be there while he's awake. That's all." I said with a small smile.

     "Okay.. I trust you, but please be careful, did you wrap the newer cuts?" she asked.

     I lifted my hoodie, showing the gauze that surrounded my torso.

     "Good, good, and your feet?" she asked quietly.

     "No, they hurt pretty horribly though." I said scratching the back of my neck.

     Just another way my dad abuses me, he makes me stand facing a wall as punishment, not bad right? Wrong, he makes me stand on my toes, and places pins under my heels, for hours. So if I get tired and fall, they stab me. Similar to this is when he makes me sit on my knees, sitting straight up, with small weights on my shoulders, and if I slouch at all he smacks a tearing whip against my back, I can thank him for great posture though.

     "Alright, I'm gonna grab my wrap, do you want anything to eat?" She said, and I realized how hungry I was.

     "I could eat." I smiled.

     "Good. I'll make some spaghetti and bread sticks." She stated, happy I was eating.

     After listening to Mina dance her way around the kitchen, listening to some music, Blasphemy~bmth, I've listened to a lot of music, memorizing genres and so on as you don't need sight for music. I took my shoes off, wandering into the kitchen, feeling the vibrations in my feet, amidst the tiles. I assume Mina noticed because I heard a small thump and the vibrations felt stronger, indicating she had set the speaker on the floor. I love feeling music, it all feels and sounds different when you can't see.

     "Mina honey I'm home," I heard as the front door unlocked and then shut. I looked toward the apartment door, "Hello Eijirou hun, y'know it gives me false hope when you make eye contact with me like that, makes me think you can see." She laughed, she has an amazing laugh, and shes beautiful, pink skin like her daughter, sharp bone structure and bring yellow-green eyes. 

     "Hi Miss. Ashido, and trust me, I don't think I'll ever get my sight back." I smiled sadly.

     "You never know with today's quirks dear." she said softly.

     "Well anyway, come here so I can remember how pretty you are." I said smiling. And I heard steps, following them with my 'eyes'. I stood as 'Mina's mother' took my hands, placing them on her face, I traced her features, her cheekbones and jawline that rounded, her lips, I felt as she opened her mouth and bit me, laughing. "Meanie, I knew it wasn't her! I could tell there was a step difference! And your face felt different!" Mina laughed at my fake anger. 

     "Mom did you already eat?" Mina questioned, I began to hum along to the song that was playing currently, Teeth~5 seconds of summer. 

     "No, what are you making?" Mina's mom responded sitting next to me. 

     "Spaghetti and bread sticks. Do you want any?" Mina said doing 'happy taps' across the kitchen tile. 

     "Are you baking it?" she asked her daughter.

     "Yeah Mina!" I gasped excitedly. She laughed.

     "Okay, okay. I will." She said happily. Baked spaghetti, she put spaghetti into a small ceramic dish, with mozzarella sprinkled over top, then baked it in the oven, making the cheese melt over it, then you could cut into the cheese layer and expose the pasta, it was amazing and frickin delicious. 

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