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*ੈ✩‧₊˚୨⎯ "shoot for the stars, baby" ⎯୧*ੈ✩‧₊˚
you and Kirishima hadn't uttered a word to each other since the changing room.
that was almost a week ago, and you had avoided the subject. especially when Mina was around.
"(Y/N)," she sighs over the phone, some homework on your desk. you have the phone propped up against a desk plant and return the sigh.
"Mina." you glare into the camera, seeing her pink face in a pout. you set down the pen, tired of the end tapping against your knuckles. propping your head up with both hands, you entwine your fingers.
"You and Kiri-babe never stay quiet a day. What happened?" there's the nickname you've been dreading.
"He," you pause, not wanting to make her worried.
"Nothing. I just don't have anything to talk to him about." she hesitates, then half-heartedly takes your words as truth.
"Okay. What about the party? You and Kacchan a thing now?" she questions, eyes darting past her phone screen at someone, then back to you suspiciously.
"Nah. If I were going homie hoe route it's Sero or nobody." you shrug and she raises her eyebrows.
"Hanto? That's..." Mina trails off, again looking away from her screen at someone in her room.
"Mimi, if you have company you can call me back." you lean back in the chair, legs spread a little as you cross your arms.
"No, no, it's-" she gets interrupted by Eijiro falling dramatically into her bed on top of her. you watch as her phone falls from her hand, landing on the floor.
you feel your heart hurt a little more at every giggle, his red hair just barely in the frame.
"I'll.." you start to make an excuse before frowning and shaking your head.
hitting the Hang Up button, you stare at your phone screen for a second. turning it off, you place it screen down on the desk.
your hands reach up and at your hair, fingers combing through the slightly tangled mess.
"Fuck you, Kirishima." you spit into the silence then huff, going back to your homework. halfway through it, you get another call and stare at your vibrating phone.
what if it's her?
you sigh disappointed before flipping it over to see Katsuki calling instead. answering, you hold it between your shoulder and ear, going to finish the last of the homework.
