Angel~ (Fin)

Hoodies

Me and kiri are dating now and I guess I'm.. really fucking happy. We've gotten nick names for each other as well. Babe or baby.
"Baby?" Kiri shouts
"Mhm?" I mumble back
"Why do you have this?" He questioned
I walk over to him and my mouth dropped. He was holding my light pink hoodie that said 'Daddy' on the front, in small white writing.
I just stand there. Kiri walks over to me and shoves in my face. "Tell meeee"
I take it off him and shove it under my bed.
"Doesn't matter.." I say turning back around and holding his hips.
"Please tell me?" He gives me those fucking puppy dog eyes...
"Don't look at me like that baby.."
He then tilts his head a bit so he looks even cuter.
"Ugh fine!" I give in. I sit on my bed, Kiri on my lap facing me.
"It was last Christmas from when I was dating deku, he gave me that as a joke cause.. that's what he called me.."
"I never knew you and Midoria had a sexual relationship?! You's weren't even dating that long! Like 3 months!"
"Hmf that's what everyone else thought, midoria didn't want people to know at first so yeah, And still why are you going through my drawers?!"
He turns away bashfully and blushes. "I- it's weird.."
"What, do you have a weird underwear fetish or something?" I ask playfully.
"Wha- NOO! I wanted a hoodie!" He climbs off me, crosses his arms and turns away. Keep in mind he has his hair down so it covers his eyes when he looks down.
I stand up and hug him from behind. "I'm sorry babe, I'll get you a hoodie." I kiss his neck and whisper 'sorry' again. I can't risk loosing him, so I'm a bit scared to make any mistakes.
"Hey, don't take this so seriously! I'm fine!" Kiri said with a smile.
I let him go and walk towards my dresser, picking out my favourite one. It was black with a grenade on the top left corner.
"Here, it's my favourite." I say handing him it.
"Why did you have that pink one in your dresser then?" He asks another question.
"To stop boyfriends like you finding it!" I ruffle his hair.
He puts it on, and giggles when he sees himself in it.
"Looks cute on you babe, I like it." I say.
"It smells like you..." he hides his face deep inside my hoodie.
"That is to be expected when it's mine!" I laugh.
He turns towards me again and pulls me close, brushing my lips softly with his before kissing me gently, again and again. Each kiss getting rougher as it turns into a make out session.
I pull away breathlessly, he cups my cheek.
"What? You can't go any longer baby?" He laughs, not out of breath at all.
"Shut up!"
"C'mon then, let's go downstairs and get you a drink." He starts to put on shoes.
"Are you gonna be wearing my hoodie?" I ask
"I'll take it off if you want?" He says throwing my shoes over to me.
I shake my head as we walk out our dorm. Hand in hand.
We get a few weird looks, but I just give them a long hard stare before they turn away.
I love my baby.