Wait for me at Sunset

Heartache

Heat. 

Hot, humid air filled the closing space. The weight of a body above him. 

A hand was making its way up his neck, another hand caressing his waist. He could feel hot breath on his lips and hair graze his forehead. 

He could feel soft lips against his own, pressing down so deeply that it made him relax comfortably. His heart raced as a leg grazed his and caused his legs to separate. The pace his heart was beating at was dangerously fast and loud, it pounded on his throat like knocking on a door, relentless, and causing him to heat up even more. And it only sped up as the warm lips left his and grazed down his jaw and neck before stopping. 

His arms, which were originally wrapped over the body's well-muscled back moved towards him. One slithered down the arm by his waist, the other one moved towards the frame's head. He grabbed a few strands of hair in his fist as he felt a biting sensation not too far above his collarbone. The heat and tension in the air intensified as the person licked their way up his neck. 

He felt a chill run up his spine, the one cold thing in his body, as the person moved their face into view above him, one of their hands cupping the side of his face. The familiar red eyes, dark but vibrant, illuminating the space around them. The look in them was vicious, like a predator hunting its prey. 

The familiar spiky ash blonde hair, sagging over their face, making them look even more intimidating. But despite their dark aura, he wanted nothing more than to kiss their lips, their neck. He wanted all of them, every last bit of their soul, their heart, their body, after al-

Kirishima's eyes flew open and he sat up so fast, his head started to spin. Stop, stop, stop, stop. He repeated in his head, his hands holding it up. Embarrassment and shame flooded through him like a raging river in a storm.  He felt so ashamed of himself for thinking such horrible things and he felt even more embarrassed that the person was - STOP STOP STOP! SHUT UP!

This was the third dream, and they were slowly getting worse and worse. He remembered the familiar eyes and hair, their calloused hands an all too familiar feeling. He felt his face heat up as he shoved it into his palms. His entire body felt like it was burning up, partially from the embarrassment partially from the overall heat in the atmosphere. 

He fully sat up and tossed the blanket off of him, too ashamed of himself to remove his hands from his face. He swung his feet over the side of the bed and stood up, still keeping his hands over his eyes. Finally, he got to his balcony and slid the doors open. A warm breeze blew through, cooling his burning body. He lowered his hands and took deep breaths of the fresh air as he repeatedly counted to ten, trying to calm himself. He slowly opened his eyes and stepped out barefoot onto the wooden surface. He closed the door behind him with a soft bang. He walked further out and leaned on the fencing, the breeze ruffling the ends of his sweatpants near his ankles. The cold quickly sunk in as his mind slowed down. 

He looked down at his wrist, there, still tied on, was his watch. I must've fallen asleep with it on. He assumed. The time read 23:32. He sighed and looked up at the moon that illuminated the area. It was large and silvery, and it looked down on him reassuringly, as if reminding him that he was awake, no longer in that dream. 

He glanced over to his left and there on the balcony beside him. Ash blonde hair. He stared mindlessly, forgetting everything that had just happened. Time seemed to slow, the breeze disappearing, the cold that coated his skin heated and gone, the weights on his mind lifted. There, on the balcony next to him sat his friend, Katsuki Bakugo. His spiky ash blonde hair sticking out in all directions, the usual. He was sleeping in a lawn chair that he had propped up himself for when he would study for long periods of time. He had his arms crossed tightly over his chest and his legs falling limply off the end of the chair. His expression was calm and still, his face so perfectly at peace.