𝖇𝖓𝖍𝖆 𝖘𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖘. class 1a

𝖐𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖒𝖆 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗.

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contains; angst, baby eiji comforting u, platonic u and eijirou (BUT YALL ARE LIKE, BESTIES TILL DEATH.) lil swearing but yall know the drill and mental health awareness  <3

YOUR POV;

in class, i was feeling really, really drained. i wasn't sure why but i couldn't even get out of bed. my head was so loud and full of thoughts and feelings i'd thought i'd never feel out hear.

i was in my dorm room and skipped school for another week. i haven't been at school in almost two weeks and i ghosted everyone online.

till today, i heard a knock at my door. i was rotting in my bed and slowly got up, kicking some clothes off my floor to walk past. my room was a mess.

i open the door, trying to smile but my sore eyes from crying and bags underneath were showing that i wasn't doing so well.

it was kirishima! i was sorta surprised, seeing one of my classmates coming to see me after all this but ..i guess when they tried to come in my dorm the last two weeks, i was asleep.

"hey n/n.." kirishima said softly, giving me a really worried look.

i smile weakly at him. "hey kirishima! wh- what are you doing her-"

"y/n. everyone is so worried about you. we haven't seen you  in weeks." he blurted out, making my eyes widen a bit.

"h.. huh?"

"me and the squad are really worried too. are you okay?"

suddenly, my stomach dropped to my feet. i felt my heart melt but dropped at the same time. those three words.. coming out of one of my best friends mouth.

tears started to sting my eyes as i quickly wiped them. i tried to speak but my voice cracked as i took a sharp, quick breath before my breathing became rapid.

i was having a panic attack.

kirishima acted fast. he quickly held me in his arms and closed the door behind us so no one saw or heard anything. he sat against the door with me laying in his arms, and my heart to his chest. 

"you don't have to try and talk, y/n. just focus on my voice and heart beat okay?", he said quietly with a warm smile, caressing my hair gently.

i started to sob and cry so suddenly, holding onto his shirt and trying to control my breathing. 

"it's okay y/n. i'm right here. i'm not leaving you okay? ..i won't ever leave you."

he whispers sweet comfort sentences to me as i listen to his voice and heartbeat. my breathing calmed down but i didn't stop crying.

kirishima never left my side. he rubbed my back and even gave me a small kiss on my forehead. my heart melted again as i smiled and sniffed, crying quietly in his arms.

without even realising, i cried for about half an hour with him. i haven't felt this loved in a while. once i stopped crying, i sat up and just laid there on the floor with him. he smiled down at me and wiped my tears.

"i'm so .. so sorry we didn't notice your mental health was going down hill.. like, before you started to miss out on school." he said sadly, frowning down at me.

"it's fine kirishima.."

"it's really not. this stuff is serious.. and i really care about you." he sighs, brushing some air out of my face. "do you uh.. feel any better after that meltdown, though?"

i chuckle a bit, nodding. "thank you.. so much, eijirou. i really needed this." i mention, leaning into his arms happily.

"of course. hey! do you want me to get the squad up here and help you clean up? maybe have a self care day all together?" he asked with a big smile.

i giggle. "yeah sure! i'd ..like that. i properly need some company at the moment."

kirishima stared down at me in awe before giving me another kiss on my forehead. i chuckle and smile. "you're such a darling eijirou."

"you know what? i get that a lot." he chuckles, brushing my hair softly.

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