Holding off

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I tried not to think of the conversation with my dad when I walked to school.  The gates were opened, but they felt like they were closed when I set my eyes on Kirishima leaning against one of the open gates.  He was looking down, one hand gripping his backpack strap so hard, his quirk was activated on his hand, and he was looking down, I couldn't see his face since it was covered by the different hair style he was wearing today.  His hair was down, almost like it was wet.  I came up to him, and poked this hair, because I saw some black along his beautiful roots. 

His hair shot up like it did when I saw him at the gym.  His face lit up as his eyes reached mine, "Bakugo!"  

I tilted my head, and tucked my hands in my pockets, "Nah shit, dumbass" 

He suddenly hugged me, and I froze in my place.  I felt my heart ache in the good way again, and I hated it.  I growled as my face went and heated up again, "What the fuck is this, shitty hair?" 

He pulled back, and he sniffed, breathing in so hard, his chest perked up, and he held me at arms length, "Your speach was so manly yesterday!  I decided to think about it, and me and Mina decided to not go that far!"

My face went soft, surprised, and my chest felt happy, until....

He did that damned fake smile again...and I wanted to punch him in the face for lying to me....

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