𝕐/𝕟 𝕗𝕖𝕝𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕙, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕥. ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕗𝕝𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕝𝕪, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕟 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕒𝕗𝕖, 𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕞.
"𝕊𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪, 𝕀- 𝕤𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪..."
ℍ𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒𝕟 𝕖𝕥𝕔𝕙-𝕒-𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕥𝕔𝕙, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕕.
ℍ𝕖 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕨𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘.
ℍ𝕖 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕨.
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As soon as he made it to the cabins, Y/n collapsed onto his bed. He was exhausted.
And yet, he couldn't help but think about what had happened in the woods.
He couldn't stop thinking about Eijiro's hands on him. He grumbled and covered his head with his hands.
"Dammit..."
Y/n stood up walked outside, pulling on a coat and ignoring the fact that it was dark out. He walked towards the training grounds.
He didn't realize he had been out there for two hours until he heard a voice.
"You're gonna pass out if you keep that up."
He turned and saw Aizawa.
"Sir, I-"
"Save it. Why are you so mad?"
"I'm not."
"Cut the crap. You can trust me."
"I... okay. I've been dealing with some things that aren't normal. And I don't know what to do about it."
"That's pretty vague, kid. Be more specific."
Aizawa sat down on a nearby rock, and Y/n followed. He pulled his knees to his chest and wrapped his wings around his body as a comfort blanket.
"Eijiro and I spend a lot of time together. I'm starting to worry we spend too much time together."
"Oh. I used to think that when I was your age. With Hizashi."
"Huh?"
"Present Mic."
"Oh. How did that turn out?"
He pulled a picture out of his wallet and handed it over.
"You tell me, kid."
It was of the two, standing at an altar.
"I'm not saying you like him. Hell, sometimes I wonder if I like Hizashi. Believe me, he can be annoying. But don't let what other people tell you mess with your head. Listen to yourself."
He stood up and went to leave, as if he hadn't just come out to a kid in crisis over his best friend. Before he was gone, he stopped and turned around.
"Oh, and one more thing. You don't have to lie about who you are. Okay?"
He left before he got a response.
The next morning, Y/n would almost have thought it was a dream. But he was too tired to believe that.
"Hey, N/n!"
He flinched at Eijiro's voice.
"Woah, you okay? And what's with the eyebags?"
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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...
