Notes and Tears

AN: The video is literally the thing to inspire this one-shot...yeah idk how I got here either. Enjoy!

Late one Saturday night a certain redhead was sitting on the couch in the common room. Kirishima was aimlessly flipping through the cable channels before ultimately turning off the tv as there was nothing catching his interest. Looking around the common room he noticed a certain greenette sitting on the other couch with what he assumed was notebook #17.

"How do you write every second you're alive?" Kirishima asked curiously, looking toward Midoriya who was furiously writing in his notebook. This was a common sight for Class 1-A as they had all quickly learned that Midoriya was a hero fanboy of another league. Noticing that he was still writing away Kirishima waved his hand in front of the boy's eyes which were frantically flitting across the page as his hand wrote faster than he could read.

Freezing immediately at his vision being blocked, Midoriya finally blinked back into reality. "Huh? Oh sorry Kirishima" the greenette started as he noticed the other boy.

While rubbing his neck Midoriya continued "I was so caught up in my notes on the class I didn't notice you haha. Did you need something?" He asks while tilting his head ever so slightly.

Immediately blushing at the cute vision in front of him Kirishima clears his throat. "I was just wondering what you were working on? You seem laser focused! It's super manly!" He exclaimed with only the smallest voice crack. Wincing slightly he looks back to the greenette who's eyes have grown wide in shock.

"You- you actually want to know about-" Midoriya begins before dissolving into a muttering mess. Clueless as to what the smaller boy is saying Kirishima slightly leans in to hopefully hear him better. He was expecting for the younger to be going on and on about literally anything other than what he heard. Midoriya was asking himself why Kirishima would be interested in his "creepy notebooks" as apparently, Kirishima frowns at the thought, no one else has. Wondering to himself why the boy's other friends namely Iida, Uraraka, Todoroki, and Asui had never asked before when it was so clear the boy was very passionate about his notes.

As he clues back into Midoriyas mumbling he notices it has taken a turn into self depreciation. Grabbing the boy's shoulders Kirishima turns him toward himself and gives him a little shake to stop the mumbling.

"Midobro-" He begins as he gets Midoriya to look at him again.

"Don't talk bad about yourself okay? You are an amazing person and your notes are not creepy. I think they are totally manly! Imagine all the cool tricks and moves the class could learn from them!" Seeing the boy's disbelief he gently grabs the notebook from his lap and quickly flips through it till he lands on his own page. Reading through it as quickly as he can he continues his motivation speech.

"See I wouldn't have ever thought to only harden an arm to punch through a wall! Or this one- It is theoretically possible for Kirishima to camouflage himself as a part of rocky terrain given the right kind of stealth training!" Returning his gaze to the greenette once more he notices the viridian eyes filling with tears as they stare back at his own. Afraid he made a mistake in reading the boy's notebook he puts it down on the coffee table quickly but carefully.

"Oh I'm sorry bro I didn't know that reading that would-" He gets cut off by Midoriya slamming into him as he begins to cry in earnest. Patting the boys back he lets him get the tears out of his system. After all, Midoriya was an easy crier; he should be done soon.

He wasn't done soon. It had been almost 20 minutes of constant tears from the boy accompanied by the occasional hiccup. Rubbing the boys back still, as patting had begun to hurt his wrist after a while, he carefully pushed the boy back to a sitting position. Noticing the tears still streaming down his face Kirishima gently whipped them away as he began talking again, this time in a softer tone. "Hey are you okay? Was it something I did? You have to talk to me bro..." He trailed off as tears welled up in the greenettes' eyes again. Before Kirishima could open his mouth to apologize for the questions he believed to be a misstep, Midoriya whipped his eyes before sighing softly.

"I'm okay now, thanks Kiri." Midoriya said smilingly shakily at him. Knowing that he was okay was a relief as a small section of Kirishima's mind had wondered if the boy had somehow gotten himself hurt. With the greenette you could never know especially since he once broke his foot tripping on air. Sighing he returned the smile grateful his friend wasn't hurt. Quickly though that smile disappeared as he remembered there are other reasons to cry.

"Midobro" He started hesitantly "I have a couple questions...If you don't mind. It's not really like you to cry for so long over something small." He stated as he watched the smile fade from the other's face as well. He watched patiently as the greenettes face flipped through different emotions as he processed the request. Shock, anger, fear, and eventually acceptance as he bowed his head. Still patiently waiting, Kirishima waited for a sign to continue, he knew that he had to give the boy time to prepare himself. After all, his speech couldn't have fixed everything going on for the boy. Eventually he sees the green hair bob up and down as the owner of the hair nods.

Smiling softly he begins with what he hopes is an easy question compared to what else he had to ask "Who called your notes creepy?" Midoriya immediately tenses and for Kirishima that is a big red flag. Before he simply had a hunch as the amount of time he spent crying went over the normal limit. Now though? Now he has a reason to find the source of his friends' issues.

As time passes ,with Kirishima again patiently waiting, Midoriya slowly untenses before whispering just loud enough for the artificial red head to hear "My friends."

Shocked but not really surprised as he had considered the possibility earlier he only nods, verbally responding with an "Okay."

The greenettes head pops up quickly in shock "That's it? No yelling? N-no storming off?" Kirishima frowns at the boy's shock at his acceptance to his response. Instead of speaking the redhead simply tilts his head as the boy had done not long ago and hums a questioning noise. Midoriya is quick to explain, most likely to fill the void of silence he assumed. "It's just that- Iida and Uraraka a-and even Kacchan call them creepy and they tell me to shut up when I start mumbling. And I get it because it can be disruptive but it still hurts and that would all be fine I know I'm strong I can handle criticism and all that but when they start telling me-" His quickly spoken explanation cuts off at the sound of stomping entering the common room.

Immediately the boy is tense again and Kirishima doesn't have to wonder why for long as the person very clearly announces their presence. "DEKU!!!!" Bakugou screams as he marches his way over to the two boys on the couch.

Seeing the situation escalate Kirishima quickly jumps off the couch and stands in front of the rapidly approaching Bakugou. "Woah woah Bakubro chill for a second Midobro isn't feeling well-"

"I DONT GIVE A FUCK SHITTY HAIR! I NEED TO TALK TO HIM!" The blonde screams as he gets stopped by the redhead. Kirishima holds his ground even if Bakugou is his best friend. He knows Midoriya isn't feeling well and Bakugou has a part to play in that. So logically it would be best to keep them apart till he has the full story.

"Bakugou." He begins and immediately there is an effect as the blonde stops trying to move past him and the small explosions cease immediately at the sound of his name. "Midoriya isn't feeling well. Now you have two choices: Go into the kitchen and do whatever you need to then go back upstairs peacefully. Or I can force you up those stairs myself right now." Face as serious as can be Kirishima gives the explosive boy his ultimatum.

Surprisingly for the redhead the blonde simply huffed and turned around back up the stairs in which he came. Crisis averted, he turned back to Midoriya to continue their conversion to see that he had somehow fallen asleep during his stare off with Bakugou. Smilingly he walked over and picked the sleeping boy up bridal style. Turning back toward the stairs he began his journey toward the greenettes room.

A short while later Kirishima was laying the boy down in his bed and pulling to cover up over him. Leaning down he whispered "I hope you feel safe enough to share soon Izuku, I care about you." Before letting his lips just barely graze the sleeping boy's forehead. Walking out the room he lightly closed the door and went to bed in his own room with a smile on his face.