As Bakugou closed the door, my fist clamped down on my wig tighter. I shakily wiped the tears from my cheeks as I straightened my binder, and slipped my wig back into place. My ears were ringing, realizing what had just happened.
He knew.
Bakugou knew.
Bakugou, Kirishima's best friend knew.
I stifled a chuckle, fighting the urge to not burst out into maniacal laughter. My head was swimming with the implications. I guess that's why I didn't notice the voices and footsteps.
"SHITTY HAIR, STOP!"
Pounding footsteps.
"What's your problem, man?"
A light chuckle.
A growl. A fist slamming into a wall, feet from my dorm door.
"I can't let you go in there."
"...And why not?" That voice turning nervous.
"I can't tell you. But you can't go in their dorm."
The voice turns angry.
"Look, bro. I don't know what the hell you think you're doing. But get out of my way."
"KIRISHIMA!"
Alot of things happened at once. I'm not sure in which order.
My doorknob turned. Kirishima stood outside my doorway, Bakugou frantically trying to pull him back by his jacket. I grabbed the closest shirt to me and covered my near naked upper body. Kiri's eyes widened. Then narrowed.
"What the FUCK?!" He yelled. I cringed and held my discarded shirt closer to me. Kiri never swore. When he did, it made something in your heart hurt.
But I barely had time to think about the pain in his voice as he stalked towards me. At the last second I realized what his intentions were. I gasped and stumbled backwards, but not before Kirishima's fist clamped around my neck and threw me against my closet door. I dropped my shirt from my fingers as my shoulders hit the wood.
Eijirou got close to my face and growled threateningly. "Who the hell do you think you are man? I thought you were my friend. And then I come to my girl's dorm to find my 'friend', half dressed." My hands began to shake. I glanced back and saw Bakugou standing with his mouth agape in my doorway, horrified by Kirishima's behavior. "Kat..Suki.." I choked out, pleading for him to save me.
Seeing my panic must've snapped him out his shock. He charged towards us both, wrapping his arms around Kirishima's waist and throwing him backwards. Kiri landed on his butt, just as Bakugou positioned himself in front of me.
"Don't you take one more goddamn step, Eijirou." I cowered behind Katsuki, rubbing my throat and sobbing softly.
Bakugou's betrayal showed in Kiri's eyes. But he wasn't Bakugou's concern. He turned back towards me and gently wiped my eyes.
"Is your throat okay?"
I nodded weakly and he grunted softly.
"Good. Now...are you ready?"
I shook my head, but closed my eyes and eventually nodded. Bakugou slowly stepped out from in front of me, leaving me and Kiri facing each other. In between my sobs, I reached my hand up and pulled off my wig with its cap, letting my hair fall. Turning back to my closet, I reached inside and grabbed one of the hoodies Kiri had given me. I slipped it on and turned back to face him.
I met Kirishima's eyes. His jaw was slack as he took me in, my masculine form now gone. I saw horror, confusion, and realization all sweep across his face as one.
I swallowed hard and took a step towards him. "...Eijirou...I-I'm (Y/N's Masc Name). I'm... I'm gender fluid."
Kiri's chest was rising and falling rapidly. He looked like he was going to be sick. The silence was deafening.
Kirishima never said a word. He just stumbled to my door and ran down the hallway.
My eyes closed as I sank to my knees. My worst fear had come true. Eijirou finally knew the truth about me, and he ran. I sobbed and clutched my stomach, kneeling on the floor.
I vaguely felt Bakugou's arms wrap around me and pick me up. He gently sat me back in my bed before crawling in with me. I'm not sure how long we stayed like that. All I knew was that night, I fell asleep in the arms of one of the only people who knew about me, as my boyfriend ran as far as he could away from me.//////////////////////////////
Wow! I wonder what's going through Kiri's head right now.... We'll find out soon!!
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أدب الهواةYou've been dating Kirishima for a week, as an AFAB, closeted genderfluid. This story follows your journey with Kiri as he learns your secret ♥️