Midoriya's POV
"Is that everything?" Kirishima asked me, setting a duffel bag down. "It doesn't seem like much."
"Clothes and necessities. What else did I need?" I asked the red haired man.
"Right." He was hesitant in his response. "Is this enough clothes?" He asked.
I nodded my head and pulled a drawer of the dresser open, beginning to place my clothes inside of it.
"Well, I'll leave you to it. I think Katsuki's making some lunch, so come on down when you're ready," Kirishima said and left the room, leaving the door slightly cracked.
I sighed and looked around the room. There was a full sized bed in the corner with black and grey sheets and comforter. A small blanket at the end of the bed that was red with a checkered pattern. There was an oak desk on the other side with one of those swivel chairs. On the opposite side, where I was located, is the tall dresser that matched the same color as the desk. Beside the bed was a large window that had light gray curtains pulled to the sides, allowing the bright light to shine in.
This is where I will be staying for the next few weeks. I don't think I plan on staying long, I don't want to intrude on Kacchan's and Kirishima's life.
To be honest, part of me still thinks this is a bad idea, but the pleading look Kirishima gave me just had me saying yes so quickly. I couldn't turn him down and I know all he is wanting to do is help, but I really do think this is just something I have to get through on my own.
He's right and I am not alone, but there are just some battles fought better on my own, rather than dragging everyone else down with me.
After all, anyone close to me only ends up getting hurt in the end.
I bit my lip to distract my thoughts from thinking back to the pathetic life I've lived these last few weeks. I didn't want the reminders of how horrible I've been keeping things together.
I need to try harder, for everyone else's sake. They need me to be their hero, not the other way around.
I finished unpacking the last bit of my clothes. I'm surprised I still had clean laundry left, considering I haven't really done a load since getting back to town.
Once I finished, I placed the few extra things I brought, like my laptop, phone, journal, and charges on to the desk.
Not a lot, but just the things I knew I was going to need. Besides, I can always go back to get more things if I need it. Again, I don't plan to stay here for terribly long. Just enough to show them I'm doing alright.
Afterwards, I went downstairs to find the other two and was hit by the delicious smell Kacchan was making.
"Katsuki." Kirishima approached, hesitantly. The worried look flashing through his eyes had me concerned and I backed into the wall to not disturb their conversation.
Am I eavesdropping? Yes. Is it wrong? Also yes. Am I gonna stop now? Haha, no.
"What's on your mind, Ei? You've been quiet since coming back from Deku's room." Kacchan pointed out.
I watched slightly from the corner the way Kirishima bit his lip and fidgeted where he stood. His eyes not really focusing on anything.
Kacchan noticed this and stopped stirring the pot of food and focused purely on his boyfriend.
He laid his hands gently on either side of Kirishima's arms. "Eijiro, whatever it is, you can tell me," he said gently.
Kirishima looked up at him and sighed.
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Grit Your Teeth and Bear it (KiriBakuDeku)
FanfictionA few years after graduating UA, everything seemed to be on track. Midoriya became the number one hero and the new symbol of peace, while also finding a way to make things work with his long time girlfriend (now fiance) Uraraka. However, they always...