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It takes a solid twenty minutes for Kirishima to pick you up, and when he arrives, he finds you sitting on the curb. You look like a mess, your mascara all smeared and runny from crying and your clothes ruffled.

"I'm so sorry for getting you involved in this. It's such a fucking mess." You rant, the moment you get into Kirishima's car.

"Don't apologize for anything. I'm glad you asked for my help. Whatever you need, anytime, anywhere. I'll be willing to drop everything to help you." He tells you with a comforting smile.

"Thank you Kiri. That's very sweet, but you know I can't ask that of you." You murmur, taking a shaky breath, calming yourself now that you're safe. "I just, I can't tell my brother because he'll freak out, and Bakugo will too. And Kaminari hasn't been texting me back, and I've already put enough on Jirou's shoulders so-"

"You know you can tell me anything." He says, beaming at the fact that you haven't told anyone else about this. That you chose to confide in him and only him.

"Can I just stay with you, for a little while?" You ask, hugging your knees to your chest, sniffling slightly.

"Of course. Do you want to talk about it?" He asks as he starts to drive, glancing over at you. There's something up with you, not just because of your appearance, but because of how you're acting. You're more nervous and fidgety than usual, and your pupils are all blown up. If he had to guess, he'd say-

"It's a long story, but...I was hanging out with one of my friends and we were kinda talking so we kinda liked each other, but anyways it was super fun at first, but then he pressured me into getting high with him. I didn't really want to do it, I should've said no, but he got to me. And then he was kissing me and was pulling me on his lap, and he tried to....and I just- I didn't want it and I freaked out. And then I made him drive me over to that block and then I called you and now I'm here."

"Wait- he got you high? On what?" Kirishima tries his best to keep his composure, but he's gripping the steering wheel with white knuckles and biting the inside of his cheek.

"Weed. I hate how it feels. I'm a little calmer than before but, it totally fucked with my head. I was hallucinating and I started hearing my mom and my stepdad, and it brought back some..bad memories." You admit.

"Sorry, I need a second."  You mutter, and for the first time, Kirishima sees you cry. You're a relatively happy person, and you hate crying in front of people, so you don't do it often, unless you're around family.

You break down in front of him completely, and if he isn't focused on driving right now, he'd be hugging you as tight as he can.

"Fuck, this is so embarrassing." You laugh a little, trying to stop the tears. Most guys struggle with comforting people. They always freeze and don't know what to do. That includes your brother, but he's gotten much better at helping you.

Kirishima parks in front of his apartment, and the moment his car has fully stopped, he turns to face you. You're still crying, you have been for a solid thirty minutes. You expect him to grow irritated with you, to tell you to suck it up and feel better since you've been whining for so long, or to just not do anything at all. But he surprises you.

"It's okay to cry. It's okay to not be okay. Don't be embarrassed about it." He tells you, reaching over to you but hesitating slightly. You nod, giving him the okay to touch you.

He cups your cheek softly, brushing away your tears, before gently wrapping his arms around you, pulling you against him. "Cry as much as you need to. Just let it all out, okay?"

"Okay. Thank you, Kiri." You mumble between sniffles, resting your head on your chest, crying and crying, until you finally felt better.

You spend the next two hours venting to Kirishima. You tell him practically everything about your life, all your problems with your mom and your stepdad, and your stepbrother, bearing your soul to him, all the while he listens and comforts you.

By the time you're finished, it's late at night, and you're mentally and physically drained, sitting on Kirishima's lap, resting your head against his chest, while he holds you closely, rubbing soothing circles into your back. He can see your eyelids are growing heavy and he can tell you're about to sleep.

He presses a small gentle kiss to your forehead, letting you lean against him, and holding you close. When you do fall asleep on him, he does his best not to wake you and pulls his phone out, taking pictures of you, sending them to Bakugo.

Suddenly, your phone rings, waking you. Kirishima grabs it and silences it, before reading the name. "It's your brother."

You let out a long groan, taking the phone from him, and answering it. "Yeah?"

Kirishima can't hear what he's saying, but from what he can hear, your brother doesn't sound very happy. You told Kirishima a lot about your brother, now from the way you describe him, he's a good brother, but he can be very overprotective.

"I'm with a friend right now and I'm going to spend the night with them. It's Jirou. I'm sorry okay? I forgot to tell you. I was just busy having fun. Okay, talk to you later, bye." You let out a long sigh, ending the call and relaxing back in Kirishima's arms. "Can I stay the night by the way? Sorry I didn't ask sooner, I just assumed-"

"Of course you can. But uh, how about we get you into a bed?" Kirishima doesn't want to ask, but after everything that happened, it wouldn't be right to have you sleeping with him. 

You're still tired and sluggish, and so he leads you over to the guest bedroom, helping you into bed. You pull the sheets high, tossing your phone onto the nightstand.

"Goodnight." Kirishima says before closing the door. "Night, Kiri. Thanks for everything."

"Of course. Wait, one more thing. Who was the guy you hung out with today? I just want to know for...research purposes."

"Sorry, Kiri, I can't tell you that." You shake your head, and he knows better than to press you for it. With the way you're talking, he knows you won't tell him.

"Okay, fine. Sleep well."