On the Run

Weakness

You were watching tv in the living room with Kirishima, bored out of your mind. You didn't have any work today, still on leave. The children were out at school, which gave you less to worry about. Which also gave you less to do. While you should be filling out reports and planning your next steps to further your agency, Maya was able to convince you to take time to yourself. 

Which led to now. 

Kirishima's red eyes were fixed on the TV screen, a car chase commencing. It was a crime show called Criminal Minds. You already watched this episode, you decided to let him watch. Bakugo was in the kitchen, trying to figure out what to eat for dinner. Everyone else was either in the gym or their rooms.

You glanced around, trying to find something to occupy your mind when your gaze landed on Kirishima. You observed his features, his long red hair flowing over broad shoulders, framed by enormous biceps. Your eyes trailed down to his strong forearms and hands, which rested on his muscular thighs. He had large, veiny hands. All you wanted to do was hold them.

It was a habit you never grew out of. You would hold your father's hands, feeling the calluses from hard work. You did it with your children, feeling their soft little palms and stubby fingers. You did it with Maya, her own slightly greasy from oil in her hair. It was like an initiation. You worried he would find it weird, especially since you didn't do it with most people. 

But his hands looked so comforting and strong. In the end, you couldn't deny yourself. So, you grabbed them.

"Are you ok?" he asked immediately. He was worried you were frightened by a particularly gruesome scene with the unsub.

Oh shit.

He probably thinks you're weird now. Good going y/n.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just..." you trailed off, embarrassed at your habits. Kirishima looked at your embarrassed face and silently chuckled.

Cute, he thought. 

"Ok," he shrugged, returning his gaze to the tv. He never removed his hand.

You looked at him with relief, glad he hadn't asked any questions. So, you turned your attention back to his hand.

It was as you thought. Just like his quirk, his fingers were rough and calloused, his palms softer.

You kept fiddling with his hand, knowing in your mind it was weird, but not caring. You held his hand, letting it go as you gripped it a few times. You were so engrossed with his hand that you didn't notice Kirishima looking at you with a light blush on his face. Once he finally noticed what you were doing, he smiled at you, leaving you to continue.

"What the fuck do you idiots want to eat tonight?" Bakugo grumbled from the kitchen. You let go of Kirishima's hand, turning your attention to Bakugo. What you didn't notice was Kirishima's face turn into one of concern when he saw a weird scar on your shoulder.

"Should we have udon? I can get noodles from the store if you want? Or curry? I liked the way you made it last time," you reply.

You checked the time and mentally made your shopping list. "I have to go to the store though, cause we ran out of juice and Kya needs some stuff too," you said. 

I'll also need to add chocolate and oranges.

You got off the couch. Or, at least you tried to.

Blood rushed away from your head, flowing to your feet. Your brain felt heavy in your skull. The world seemed to spin, and you dropped back onto the couch, black spots in your vision.

"Shit! Are you ok?" Kirishima frantically asked, fussing over you.

You waved him away once the dizzy spell was over. "Yeah, yeah. I'm good."

"You don't look 'good'. You looked ready to pass out!"

"Yeah dumbass, what the fuck was that?"

You sighed. You knew they weren't going to leave you alone. "I'm iron deficient."

Both looked confused.

"You learn a little about this in biology or health?"

Both shook their heads.

Just terrible.

"It's a drawback to my quirk. My body doesn't produce enough healthy red blood cells to give me energy. So, yeah," you explained awkwardly.

"Is that why you sleep for days?"

"I don't sleep that much," you mutter. They share looks of disbelief. 

"I thought you were like brainy or some shit. Or like Mr. Aizawa."

"Who?"

"Oh!" Kirishima perked up. "Brainy's Shinsou."

"I figured. Who's Mr. Aizawa?"

"That's our homeroom teacher back in high school. He slept through a lot of our classes. He worked nights, and taught by day."

Was this the same teacher Ashido showed me?

"Well, that's not ethical." 

Kirishima shook his head in disagreement. "He was really good actually. At UA, they let the teachers manage their classrooms the way they want. The only time he really slept was during individual work."

You nodded. "Seems like a cool guy I guess." 

"Eh. He was really hard on us. Most people paid attention to our class, so he was really protective of us. We've been through a lot with him."

You nod in understanding. You remember your intern host from your internship. She was almost too overprotective of you, making sure you checked in with her almost every day. She'd been through a lot with you, though you didn't make it easy for her. You hadn't had contact with her in a while.

You slap your thighs. "Well, this was insightful, but I should really be getting the shopping done. See you guys later."

You leave, off to make your errands. Two people know of something that affects your day-to-day, and you hope they don't change anything drastically. What you don't know is the impact you've left behind.

Though Bakugo isn't conscious about it, he looks for foods rich in iron and adds them to your plate slyly, while Kirishima makes it his mission to remind you to take your supplements and vitamins. 

It's the small things that they do for their friend, (though Bakugo is loathed to admit it). You've done so much for them, and this is one way to help you. 

End. Thank you so much for reading this chapter. I really appreciate it. I didn't really like this chapter, but it is necessary. I needed to introduce (Y/N)'s weaknesses.

 I'm still working on a lot of different chapters for you all to enjoy. They'll be coming out slowly, unfortunately. But I'll get them out. Thanks again for reading this chapter. Don't forget to vote and comment your thoughts! Have a good day/night.