Work it Out - KiriKami

15 ~ Path to Reconciliation

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Eijirou slouched on the couch in the common room, flanked by Katsuki and Mina. The three of them were deep in conversation, brainstorming ways Eijirou could win Denki back.

Mina suggested, "How about starting with something simple yet romantic? Maybe a heartfelt gesture to show him you care."

Katsuki shook his head, his expression serious. "Simple ain't gonna cut it. Not after such a massive heartbreak. He needs to see how serious you are. Something just as massive. You gotta sweep him off his feet."

Eijirou nodded, his expression a mix of hope and frustration. "I just want to show him how much I love him. I know I've messed up, but I'm willing to do anything to make it right."

As they continued to discuss ideas, the front door of the dorms swung open. Denki and Jirou were back. Denki's eyes remained fixed on the floor as he slid off his shoes. Eijirou's borrowed uniform jacket hung loosely on his shoulders, his posture tense.

Eijirou's heart skipped a beat when their eyes met. For a brief, painful moment, their gazes locked. Denki's eyes were filled with a mixture of pain and perseverance. Then, without a word, he turned and hurried upstairs.

Mina's smile faltered as she watched Denki's retreat. "Oh... That wasn't good," she said softly, sadness in her voice.

Eijirou's heart sank, his face reflecting the hurt he felt at seeing Denki so distressed. He glanced at Katsuki and Mina, unsure of what to say or do next.

Kyoka approached the group, her expression calm yet concerned. "I wanted to let you know that Kami's meeting with Aizawa went well."

Eijirou's eyes brightened slightly at the news, but Kyoka's next words brought him back to reality.

"I gave him your note. He hasn't read it yet. He's still deciding if he even wants to."

Eijirou's shoulders slumped, the weight of the situation pressing down on him. "I understand. I just... I hope he'll read it soon."

Kyoka nodded sympathetically. "I'm sure he will. Just give him some time."

Meanwhile, in his room, Denki paced restlessly. The letter from Eijirou was clutched tightly in his hand, the crumpled paper a substantial reminder of the love and pain he was grappling with.

After several tense minutes of back-and-forth pacing, Denki finally sat down on his bed, the note still clenched in his trembling fingers. He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself as he unfolded the letter.

As he smoothed out the paper, he could almost feel Eijirou's presence through the words. Denki read each line slowly, the heartfelt message resonating deeply within him.

Denki's breath caught in his throat as he finished reading. The letter was a balm to his wounded heart. He folded the letter carefully, placing it on his bedside table.

For now, he needed to process everything, to decide how to move forward. The path to reconciliation was still uncertain, but Eijirou's words had given him a glimmer of hope amidst the confusion.