COLLYWOBBLES • collection of short ff's

- K. Eijiro pt. two | fluff

character: kirishima eijiro
pronouns used: he/him/his
genre: fluff
triggers: lowkey blood and needles
synopsis: the reader's close friend comes over to visit with his dog. things accidentally take a turn for worse (but not really).
side note: i love kirishima

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over the course of the passing months, (m/n) slowly found out more things about kirishima. how he's had his conciousness for a while, and that he's been through many little adventures before (m/n). and how he could freely switch between his human and toy form, but (weirdly) it felt better to stay in his human form.

also, after the first few days, he noticed certain features about kirishima. how his teeth were naturally sharp, along with his nails, and his skin was rough. and how much larger kirishima was compared to him. also, his hair wasn't even naturally red, it was black..!

eventually seeing kirishima with black hair was a pleasant sight. (m/n) couldn't deny that.

anyways! the two boys were inseparable– which was a bad thing on certain days. (m/n) could hardly leave for work at times, because of how clingy kirishima could be. it was cute, yes, but he needed to make money for the two of them.

luckily, today (m/n) had the day off. so, they were spending some time together. kirishima was in his toy form at the moment, sitting in (m/n)'s lap as the the two watched tv.

(m/n) had suddenly groaned when there was a knock at his door. he placed kirishima beside him and went to open the door.

"move it, fuck face," (m/n) rolled his eyes as bakugou barged into his house. however, he didn't expect for a large dog to trail behind him.

"katsuki, what—!?"

"just got him recently. i'm tired as shit, so let us stay for a while," bakugou lazily dropped onto the couch, disregarding the toy as it fell to the floor.

after locking the door, he carefully approached the dog. "uhh... it won't bite, will it?"

the blond looked to (m/n), his dog, then to the tv. "not unless you give him a reason to. you think i'd just get some feral dog?"

'you don't want me to answer that,' he sweatdropped, deciding not to outwardly answer his friend. he lightly pet the dog, watching as it leaned into his hand.

"mm.. he's cute."

"of course he is, he's my fuckin' dog," bakugou scoffed.

(m/n) chuckled. "right. anyways, in the mood for some food? it's about lunchtime, and i have stuff to make chicken katsu—"

"fuck yeah, that would be fantastic. sometimes i really don't hate you, (m/n)." bakugou leaned his head back to give his friend a happy smirk.

"right..." he laughed lightly, walking into the kitchen to begin cooking.

he hasn't seen bakugou in ages, so the two had plenty to talk about as he cooked. (m/n) decided not to include the fact that his toy was actually a living being, because... he didn't want to seem insane. and he didn't think kirishima would want to be exposed to a stranger.

as (m/n) came close to finishing the food, he could hear bakugou cursing quietly.

"hey, fucker. get that out of your mouth."

"your dog better not be chewing up my pillows, kat," (m/n) taunted.

he could hear bakugou click his tongue. "no, he's just got this shitty doll you kept laying around."