"𝔼𝕣- 𝕪𝕖𝕤. ℕ𝕠𝕨, 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕃/𝕟, 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕟g 𝕄𝕚𝕕𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕪𝕒, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕘𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝. 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖, 𝕝𝕖𝕥'𝕤 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙!"
𝕐/𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀𝕫𝕦𝕜𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝'𝕤 𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣.
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When Y/n woke up, his bedside table was covered in candies and cards and toys. He sat up, rubbing his eyes.
"Oh, good, you're up. How're you feelin', man?"
"Huh?"
He looked to his right and saw a familiar redhead in the chair next to him.
"Oh, what time is it? I'm sorry I kept you. You should get home. Your parents must be so worried!"
"Nah, relax. My parents are cool. They get it. I'm more worried about you. I get recovery girl can heal everything, but that must have taken a lot outta you."
Y/n must have looked shocked because Kirishima tilted his head.
"What's wrong?"
"Oh, it's just not common for people to check on me. They think I can take anything and assume I'm fine."
"Well... are you?"
He just shrugged.
"That doesn't sound too good."
"Hm."
"Oh! I believe a workout session with your gym buddy is in order."
"What?"
"Tomorrow's Saturday, right? We said we would go together!"
"Oh, god, I'm so sorry, I forgot!"
"It's cool, man. we can reschedule -"
"No, I'm going, I just forgot! I'm sorry."
"Hey, what's your address? We can walk there together."
"I'll send it to you later."
"Alright. I'll see you tomorrow!"
He held up a fist, and Y/n drowsily put a hand on top of it. Kirishima laughed.
"Get some more sleep, dude."
He turned and left, leaving a small red bear where he'd been sitting.
The next morning, there was a loud knock on the front door. Y/n sat up, rubbing his eyes, and went downstairs.
He opened the door and looked up to see kirishima.
Y/n was still in pajamas. It was an hour past when they were supposed to leave. His eyes widened.
"I'LL BE RIGHT BACK!"
He ran upstairs to change.
Kirishima walked in through the open door. He was wearing jeans and a sweater, carrying a duffel bag.
He was grateful Y/n had left because from his perspective, all he saw was a cute boy in cute pajamas looking tired and cute. His face was a bit pink.
When Y/n came back downstairs, he was in sweatpants and a tank top. He grabbed a water bottle from the kitchen and walked over to Kirishima.
"Okay, now I'm ready."
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~𝕄𝕪 𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝~
Fanfiction(Kirishima x Male Reader) Y/n L/n, an angel on earth. Quite literally, his Quirk made him into an angel. Which basically made it inevitable that he become a hero. Only, he's not what everyone makes him out to be. What's so useful about wings, a halo...
