KiriDeku AU: working title????

Cell phone number.

When Eijiro Kirishima got home, he had a goofy grin on his face. He didn't know what or who put that grin on his face, but with it came a familiar pit in his stomach. He shook his head, wiping that grin off his face and pushing the pit away from his gut. He stared at his phone, scratched and cracked a bit from all the times he'd dropped it. He went to his call app only to be slightly disappointed that a certain broccoli look-a-like hadn't called him. He shut his apartment door behind him and threw all of his groceries bags on the floor, sighing. He tossed his phone on his bed and went to put his groceries away, when he heard his ringtone blast loudly, the sound echoing throughout his apartment.

"Baby shark do, do, do, do, do, do-"

Kirishima rushed over to his bedroom, to see who was calling him. And to slience his phone, he didn't want to anger his neighbors, the walls were pretty thin. When he got to the device, on the screen it was a number he hadn't seen before. He answered the call.

"Hello?", Kirishima asked. His heart skipped a beat when he heard a freckly boy's voice.

"Eijiro! Hey!", Izuku said excitedly. You could practically hear his smile. "I hope I didn't interrupt anything important...?", he asked. Nothing's more important than hearing your voice, Midoriya, Kirishima thought, which surprised him.

"Don't worry bro, I wasn't doing anything!"
Kirishima said, hoping the other boy wouldn't hear his the surprised tone in his voice. The thought that popped into his head caught him off-guard. C'mon dude. Get yourself together. Midoriya was just a high school crush from forever ago. Just tell it go, Kirishima thought. "What's up?", Kirishima went to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water from the fridge. He found one and used his teeth to pry the cap off. He spat out the cap, and started gulping down water.

"Oh, nothing, just wondering if you were free maybe..." Izuku pauses. You can hear pages flipping in the background. Was he checking his calendar? Did he actually have a calendar hanging on his wall? How adorkable.

"...Sunday? At, um, the frozen yogurt place? I really want to see you again and catch up!"

Kirishima dropped his phone, while choking on his water. He panicked. Was this a date? Him? Go on a date? With MIDORIYA? His face was as red as his hair. Water was all over his floor. He slapped himself on the back, took a breath, wiped his mouth, and picked up his phone. A frantic Izuku was on the other end.

"Eijiro are you ok?! Eijiro?!"
Kirishima gulped. "Y-Yeah I'm fine Izu-chan, just dropped my phone," Kirishima's eyes widened when he realized what he just called Izuku. Silence. Kirishima didn't hear Izuku say anything for a few seconds.

"..Oh, good! I was worried for a second," Izuku finally said after a while. "So, can you go?"
Kirishima really, and I mean really, wanted to go have fro-yo with Izuku. But he didn't want to seem desperate. He was like a schoolgirl talking to her crush.

"I- Yeah, dude! I'd love to hang out! What time?" Mission failed. He sounded pretty desperate. But Midoriya didn't seem to care. "Awesome!," Midoriya practically screamed into the phone. "Whatever time works for you!"
Kirishima smiled. Well, I guess I'll see you at.." He hesitated. "Six? Is that alright?"

"Yeah, six is fine."

"Send me your address! I'll pick you up!" Kirishima swallowed. "If that's alright with you of course, I mean, you can also walk or drive yourself if, uh, you'd like that better. W-Whatever you feel better with," Kirishina fumbled, eyes fixed on a floor tile right beneath him.

"What a gentleman! I'll text you my address! Are you sure it's not too much trouble picking me up?" "Yeah, no sweat!" "Well, if you're sure..." "I'll see you on Sunday!" "See you on Sunday, it's a date! Bye." "Bye-" Midoriya hung up. A date. A date? It's a date? Stop overthinking. Everyone says "it's a date" when they make plans with someone. Rela- A text notification interrupted Kirishima's thoughts. It was the same number that has called him just now. It was Midoriya. Sending his address. So Kirishima could pick him up. And take him. To their date.