Trying this thing called love (Kirishima x reader)

Game night Kiri POV

God, she's the only thing ever on my mind besides my dream of being a hero. Her silky h/c hair, beautiful e/c eyes that glimmer in the sun, and the way she's always so kind to everyone, no matter what kind of day she's having. I've liked her ever since freshman year, but now, it might be more than that. The more time I spend with y/n, the bigger that feeling grows, until it feels like my hearts going to explode. It's not fair. I lay in my bed staring at the text I had written out. Is it even worth it? She doesn't even like me like that. No way. I sigh and toss my phone down next to me. *sent text notification sound* oh shit. No did I really just accidentally send that? I quickly pick my phone back up, squinting at the bright screen flashing my eyes. 

7:46 Me - hey, you up to play some games? Bakubro cancelled on me :/

Fuck. Yes i did.

I mean, it's not like I don't want to hang out with
y/n. I just feel like it's pointless because I know I have no chance. She could have literally any guy. She's perfect. It just makes me feel so...stupid.
*ding*

I look at the screen to see a reply

7:46 Me - hey, you up to play some games? Bakubro cancelled on me :/

7:52 Y/N🌸- yeah I'm up for some gaming :) did bakugo cancel because of his precious beauty sleep again?

"I guess the world is on my side tonight." I think to myself, and reply back.

7:54 Me - how did you know 😧😂

*ding*

7:55 Y/N🌸 - just an educated guess. I'll be over in 10

7:55 Me - sick, see ya soon 🫶🏻
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"Shit. Shit. Shit. I'm so dumb." I say out loud. I get up and turn the lights on and rush around my room, picking up a couple empty water bottles, throwing them away, and quickly change into casual clothes (sweats and a t-shirt). I look around my room to make sure it's presentable and then quickly go to the bathroom and brush my teeth. Why? Who fucking knows. It's not like I'm gonna kiss her, but if the world decided for that to happen, I'm not gonna ruin my shot no matter what.

A couple minutes later, I hear a light knock at my door, and I go to open it.
Y/n is standing there, beautiful at ever. I can't help but notice how good she looks in casual clothes. She's wearing sweatpants and a lacey tank top that cuts just above her belly button, showing just enough midriff and cleavage to make my heart pound. I quickly let out a "Hey" with a smile before she noticed I was staring, and mentally punch myself for thinking indecently.
"Hey, you ready to play?"
Y/n says with a sweet smile. "Hell yeah, get in here before someone sees you." I let her in and she walks towards my bed, observing my room until she reaches her destination and sits on the edge of my bed.  "so what did you wanna play?" She asked. "Call of duty?" I replied. "Only if it's zombies. You know I'm ass with real people," y/n says with a serious yet playful tone. "yeah I know, that's fine" I laugh in response.

We somehow ended up playing for an hour and a half. "KIRI FUCKING HELP ME IM DOWN" she whisper shouted. "I CAN'T IM DOWN TOO!" I whisper back. And that was the end of it. All of our teammates already died and we were the last two. The match finally ended. "What time is it?" She asks as she stands up and stretches. (hot) "Ummm 10:36" i say sheepishly. "Oh god, we do this every time." "Yeah I know" i say laughing.
A thought pops up in my head. Should I at least try? Even if she doesn't feel the same, I wanna be able to say I gave it my all. "Hey, you know, you can sleep here for the night if you want to. I'll sleep on the floor. I don't want you getting caught sneaking back." I blurt out. God that's so obvious she's never gonna- "Uh sure, I don't mind. Are you sure you're okay with sleeping on the floor though?" She says before I can finish my self deprecating thought.
"Well yeah, it's not manly to make a girl sleep on the floor! I'm a gentleman" I say, trying to sound as sure as I can. She laughs that cute laugh and says, "well alright I guess. But if you get too uncomfortable, you're more than welcome to share the bed with me.
I don't mind." She's so fucking cute and considerate I think to myself. And I immediately try to hide a blush at the thought of sleeping in my bed with her, "w-well alright, I'll keep that in mind." I got up and turned on a show for her to fall asleep to, and turned off the lights. Y/n hands me a pillow and a blanket from my bed. "Thanks y/n", I say as she hands them to me. "no i should be thanking you for not letting me sleep on the floor, you're sweet." She replies. I blush so hard that I thank Jesus himself that the lights were off.
"Oh, well n-no problem" I say, trying not to sound shy but utterly failing on that part. I lay down and face the other way so I know for a fact she can't see how red my face is. I wonder what's going through her mind right now. I closed my eyes but was riddled with thoughts that would have her father chasing me down the street with a bat. They wouldn't stop. I was almost disgusted with myself.
No, I was. But god I loved it too. Thinking about what she'd look like beneath me, how she'd sound moaning my name, my hands wrapped around her ass, fuck i need to stop. I get up after a bit and go to splash my face with some water, hoping to snap out of the dirty world my mind was stuck in. The cool water trickled down my face and I let out a sigh as I dry my face off, finally feeling a bit better. I lay back down on my makeshift sleeping spot but can't sleep. I check my phone after staring into the darkness after what felt like an eternity. It's been an hour. My back hurts. I shift around into a different position and close my eyes again trying to drift off.

Fuck why are hardwood floors so hard

I eye my bed and think about moving. No. Not after what I just thought about.

I check my phone again. An hour and a half.
I close my eyes tighter, hoping that it would somehow help. But it didn't. Two hours later and I'm still awake. My mind goes back to what y/n said earlier.  "if you get too uncomfortable, you're more than welcome to share the bed with me. I don't mind."
Should i? Probably not. Am I going to? Yeah. I think I am.
I sit up and pull off my covers. I look up at the bed and contemplate for a few minutes, and then say fuck it and get up to move to the bed. As quietly as I can, I shift myself up onto the bed and into the covers. I feel y/n's body heat from behind me, which was oddly comforting. I close my eyes and listen to the rise and fall of her breaths and quickly fall asleep.