Blood Bath (BNHA x Villain! Male! Reader)

{23} A Little Present

"So it makes sense why putting it at 400° will cook the cake in half the time, rather than the 200° in the recipe right?" Kirishima rambled on into the phone, with [m/n] intently listening to him on the other end "anyways that's why I'm not allowed back in the kitchen."

"You're ridiculous Ei-chan" [m/n] giggled, and the sound was like music to Kirishima's ears, he pressed phone closer to his ears and was already thinking of how else he could make [m/n] laugh again.

Ever since [m/n] got the burner phone to Kirishima, they've been talking to each over for at least 4 times a week at midnight.

"No, but it makes sense right?" Kirishima laughed quietly "admit it, I'm on to something"

"No, you'll just burn your kitchen down" [m/n] laughed a little louder "you know instructions are there for a reason right?" Kirishima remained quiet so he could hear [m/n]'s soft laugh, he bet it'd sound better in person.

He thought about what his face would look like when he'd make that sweet sound of joy, are his eyes crinkled at the corner? Do they sparkle? Does his shoulder shake as he laughs? Does he hid behind his hand when he giggles?

Fuck, he wanted to see him

"What are you thinking abbot?" [m/n] asked gently

"What...?"

"You zoned out for a bit, what were you thinking about?"

"You..."

[m/n]'s breathe hitched in his throat, he felt his cheeks heat up and his hands grabbed the phone a little tighter

"Yeah? What about me?" [m/n]'s voice was breathy and quiet, Kirishima almost didn't catch what he said

"Your laugh... your smile... everything."

"Everything?" Kirishima didn't miss the way [m/n]'s voice dropped an octave, the tips of Kirishima's ears burned and he had to move the phone away slightly, the feeling of [m/n]'s voice being so close to his ears was becoming overwhelming.

"Yeah..." Kirishima gulped

"Mmh" [m/n] chuckled at how flustered Kirishima sounded "me too." Kirishima cleared his throat

"A-Anyways, I have to go now... it's late and it's a school night."

"Ok, good night, Ei-chan" [m/n] hummed into the phone

"Good night"

Kirishima hung up the phone and once again the feeling of guilt began eating up at him. Every time he saw the phone ringing he felt guilty for the warm feeling that swelled up in his chest at the thought of getting to talk to [m/n].

And the feeling would return when they ended their call and it would be mixed in with shame. He knew he should tell the school everything, [m/n] breaking into the exams, the burner phone, the phone calls.

But every time he tried to talk himself into doing the right thing, it would immediately get shut down. He flopped down on his bed and ran his fingers through his hair. He turned his head to the side, his sight falling on the crimson riot poster on his wall and the shame only grew.

He turned himself to face the other wall and shut out all his thoughts.

Technically he's not really doing anything wrong, he wasn't hurting anybody. He wasn't telling [m/n] anything about U.A. they were just talking. What was so wrong about talking.

The lies he fed himself brought a superficial feeling of comfort, but with that, at least he was able to look himself in the mirror and go through each day like nothing was wrong.