With You

Comfort

"Move."

When Kirishima refused to do as he said, Bakugo repeated himself, much louder than before, "GODDAMMIT KIRISHIMA! MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!"

Y/N flinched when he yelled, she knew she was in deep trouble. Looking around, she could see all eyes were on them. The violent sound of Bakugo's voice caught everyone's attention.

"No, I won't." Kirishima spoke calmly, in attempt to ease Y/N's fear.

Bakugo closed his eyes and slightly relaxed his body, knowing that all eyes were on them. Then he opened his eyes in an intimidating glare, "This doesn't involve you. Move, so I can get to my girlfriend."

These words shocked some students who weren't there when Y/N had explained they were dating.

"No, I won't let you." Kirishima stood his ground.

Now, Bakugo looked more irritated than ever. The sweat on his hands were beginning to heat up, preparing his quirk. Kirishima noticed this and hardened his arms, ready to protect Y/N from the blast. Bakugo lifted his hand and was about to fire an attack at Kirishima, but Midoriya came up from behind him and held him back. "Stop it Kacchan! This has gone too far!"

"GET OFF OF ME DEKU!" Bakugo used his elbows to try and shove Midoriya off his back, but he wouldn't let go.

Kirishima relaxed his arms and led Y/N away from Bakugo.

"GET BACK HERE GODDAMMIT!!" Bakugo kept trying to pry Midoriya off of him.

"Why don't you come to my dorm with me, alright?" Ignoring Bakugo, Kirishima looked at Y/N with a gentle smile.

A bit of blush swept over Y/N's cheeks. Then she nodded and showed a small smile back, "Ok.."

Kirishima led Y/N to his dorm room. Inside, it was much different than Bakugo's. Even though the layout of the room was the same, Kirishima's held various training equipments and posters that decorated the walls. It was much more bright and colorful than Bakugo's was.

Y/N walked inside and Kirishima followed, then he closed the door behind them. As Y/N looked around the room, Kirishima motioned to his bed, "You can sit down if you'd like."

"Ok." Y/N hesitantly approached his bed and sat down. Then Kirishima sat next to her.

Y/N was so used to Bakugo telling her that no one else would care about her. But the kindness that Kirishima showed, made her start to question that.

"Aren't you getting a little warm in that?" Kirishima asked. Y/N looked over at him and saw that he was glancing down at the hoodie she was still wearing.

"Oh, uh..." Y/N paused. Now that he mentioned it, it did feel a little muggy. She felt her sweat make the hoodie feel sticky against her skin. But she remembered the mark left on her wrist from Bakugo's quirk when they arrived yesterday.

"You don't have to take it off if you don't want, but it's a pretty hot day today." Kirishima said, when he saw that Y/N was hesitating.

Y/N looked at the ground. She knew she could trust Kirishima, and the hoodie was making her uncomfortable. So, she lifted the hoodie over her head and took it off.

When the mark on Y/N's wrist was visible, Kirishima's eyes widened a bit and he became concerned. Looking at the mark, he asked, "Where did you get that?"

"Katsuki..-" Y/N began.

Kirishima felt a heavy ache in his heart. He couldn't stand knowing that Bakugo was leaving her with physical and emotional scars.

"You need to break up with him." Kirishima interrupted, "If we need to, we can get Mr. Aizawa involved."

"N-no. If we tell your teacher then he won't let me stay with Katsuki anymore."