(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...
After the stress of the villain encounter, Y/n desperately needed a distraction. Luckily, it came in the form of him noticing Eijiro's roots had grown out a bit a week after.
As soon as the bell rang, he walked over.
"Do you remember that thing you said about dying your hair?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Do you wanna come over after school?"
"Sure."
And that was how he ended up with Eijiro sitting on his bed, wearing a shower cap full of bleach. He was wearing a black headband on his own head, and was carefully applying a charcoal facemask.
"You look ridiculous."
"Get a mirror, blondie."
"I'm only blonde now so I can have red hair later."
"Stop talking, you'll mess me up. You don't want this stuff on your lips, trust me."
"Whatever."
Y/n finished putting the mask on and then picked up his phone to use the camera so he could do his own. He was about to start, when Eijiro took his hand and took the brush from him.
"Let me do it."
"I don't know if I trust you with that."
"Shut up!"
Eijiro pushed him lightly, before holding his chin with one hand and starting to apply it.
He felt his wings flapping lightly but chose to ignore it.
"Okay, let's go wash your hair and add the red."
The two walked to the bathroom and Y/n rinsed Eijiro's hair gently, then grabbed the red dye and applied it before putting another shower cap on.
About five minutes later, the masks were dry.
"Okay, let's go peel these off."
"Wait, what?"
He laughed lightly.
"Yeah."
"You peel these?"
"Yep."
"You can't wash them?"
"No."
"Are you... sure?"
"Just come here you baby."
He huffed and sat down next to Y/n, who pulled up a corner of the mask.
"Okay, ready?"
"Wait, wait-"
He ripped a piece off, giggling at how Eijiro winced and rubbed the already red skin.
"Dude!"
"Not so wimpy to wear these now, huh?"
He grabbed Y/n's hand as he ripped another piece. Then, the last one.
"That hurt..!"
"And I do that every night."
He mumbled as Leo gently applied lotion to his face, then peeled his own off and did the same.
"See? Not that bad."
"I hate you."
"Whatever you say."
He led Eijiro to the bathroom again and took his cap off, then rinsed the dye from his hair. He dried it with a red towel and a hair dryer.
"Okay, you're back to your beautiful red hair."
"Y/n... I..."
"Huh?"
"Uh... nevermind."
"Okay..."
He stood up and grabbed his stuff.
"I'll see you at school, okay?"
"Okay! Bye, Eiji!"
He left, forcing down his emotions. Y/n was still trying to figure things out for himself, and he didn't want to add to that stress.
