//slight nsfw warning;//
LIME: Kissing; touching
Angst
Mentions of BakuDeku, Jealousy
Fluff, especially towards the end
In their third yearThe redhead was walking down the stairs as he looked at the message he got from Mina on his phone.
'come down stairs rq? pls?' 12:03 p.m.
Kirishima didn't think about it too much and replied, 'sure', then headed on down once he slipped into his infamous red crocs. The shark-toothed boy had on white t-shirt over a black long-sleeve with some basketball shorts and his usual red crocs.
It's not like it was cold, but it's not like it was particularly warm either. The weather was cool, the sky cloudy with a slightly warm breeze every now and then. Autumn is absolutely beautiful.
But the shark-toothed boy would definitely say his favorite season was spring.
And not because a certain blonde's birthday is in that season.
The redhead sighed contently as he made his way to the common room, only to find no one there. He frowned slightly and tilted his head like a confused puppy, then decided to check the kitchen.
Once he rounded the corner, he saw a blurry image of Class 1-A jumping then heard them scream, "SURPRISE! HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY KIRISHIMA!"
Kirishima felt as if he had a heart attack then calmed down and looked around, only to see the entire kitchen all decorated with red, black, and white decorations. He gasped as his eyes turned glossy.
"Dude! You guys are so freakin' manly, what the hell?!" He exclaimed with a bright smile. "You really didn't have to do this y'know." He looked around to see the entire class smiling back at him.
"Of course we did bro!" Kaminari replied. "It's your eighteenth birthday!!" He runs up to the redhead and hugs him tightly. Then Mina, then Sero, making a group hug.
When they separate, Mina says, "I really hope you enjoy everything, babes! We all worked really har—"
"Wait." I interrupt
She stops speaking, giving me a confused smile.
The red-haired male looked around with a frown. "Where's.. where's Kats?" His eyes danced around the room, hoping he missed him maybe. "And.. And Midobro?"
It got eerily quiet.
"Guys?" The shark-toothed boy forced a smile.
Suddenly, the entrance to the dorms burst open and he hears running footsteps. Kirishima turns around, hoping it was his light-haired, hot-headed best friend.
Except it wasn't.
It was Midoriya.
The green-haired boy was bent slightly, leaning down on his knees, panting, as he breathlessly stuttered out, "s-sorry Kirishima! I lost track of time and I was training and then the next thing I knew, it was noon and I realized that that's when we were supposed to meet here but then I got caught up with something else and I really started worrying I'd be late.. w-wait, did I miss saying surprise?! Damn, I'm really sorry Kir—"
"Midoriya!" Kirishima called out, stopping him from rambling on endlessly. "It's fine! But," The redhead steps forward and looks around the freckled boy. "Do you know where Bakugou is?"
Midoriya took a deep breath and lent back. "Oh, uh, well.. he was behind me? I think? I-I'm sorry, I don't know." The shorter male gave a soft, apologetic smile.
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