Kirishima's POV:
It's been two months since Mina was sick. During that time it has warmed up outside so we could start training outside. And because the light was longer outside, we practiced until the evening. So we always came to the dorms tired and didn't talk much to each other.After a while, Mina started to seem distant. Maybe it was because we were both very busy. Both at school, where we just kept taking tests, and at training. With the tournament approaching, the coach didn't want to give us any breaks. And Mina had it just like that. Their dance group went to different competitions every week. That was also the reason she stayed longer at the dance studio so she could practice. And I could see that it was physically destroying her. It was clear to me, that she would physically collapse soon or later, If she doesn't stop doing that.
And one day I just couldn't ignore it anymore and decided to force her to take a break, even against her will. As she was getting ready for practice, I was wondering how to tell her without her being pissed at me. As soon as she was ready to leave, I stood in the doorway, preventing her from leaving.
"What are you doing?" she asked confused.
"I won't let you leave until you promise me one thing." I said determinedly.
"Okay?? And what is it?" she asked with a suspiciously raised eyebrow.
"Promise me you'll be back by 4 PM." I said, piercing her with my gaze.
"What?!! Why?" she asked angrily.
"You're pushing yourself too hard. You gotta take a break sometime." I said to her urgently.
"But I have to, or I'll ruin it, and I don't want that to happen." she resisted with a hint of fear in her voice and I felt sorry for her.I lowered my eyes to the floor and sighed. Then I looked into her eyes again and she gave me her most pleading look. There was silence between us for a while, during which I felt a strange sensation. I wanted to grab her by the waist and pull her to me. I wanted to kiss her on her soft pink lips. I wanted to hold her and never let her go.
She got slowly closer to me, until she was only inches from me. I could feel her breath on my neck and my cheeks to heat up.
"Move aside." she said quietly and it snapped me out of that strange trance. I stepped back, clearing the way for her. She slipped past me and headed towards the elevator. I just mindlessly watched her walk away."C-come back as soon as you can, o-okay?" I stuttered as I remembered the reason I stopped her. Halfway there, she stopped and turned to me. "I'll try to." she said and smiled gently at me with sadness in her eyes. Then she went on.
I turned around, walked back to our room and closed the door behind me. I walked over to the bed, lay down on it and started thinking about what had just happened. I blushed when I remembered how close she was. I covered my face with my arm to stop myself from thinking about it, but it didn't help.
After a while, I decided to watch something to distract myself.• Time skip •
After a few videos I looked at the time. It was 4:45 PM and Mina still hasn't come back. I sighed in disappointment, thinking she would be smart enough to come back on her own. Now I'll have to go and get her myself.
I got out of bed, put on my shoes, walked out into the hallway and went to the elevator. In the elevator, I wondered if what I was about to do wasn't over the top. But I told myself it was important thing to do. She needs to realize that she is putting too much pressure on herself.
I got off the elevator, walked through the common room where everyone was chatting happily, and walked out. Outside I took a breath of fresh spring air to calm myself and headed to the school. As soon as I reached the school, I could hear the music coming from the dance studio. So I followed the sound of the music and entered the studio.
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Rhythm of love ||Kirimina||
FanfictionKirishima and Mina didn't talk much in middle school, but when they become roommates in high school things start to change. They soon realize, that without each other's help, they won't make it through the first year of high school. Over time, they...