My Expiration - BNHA Bakushima Fic

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I wake up with a splitting pain in my back. I struggle to sit up, and eventually give up. I'll figure it out later. Kirishima shifts his position, waking up. I look into his eyes and smile. "Hey~" I say. He smiles tiredly at me. "Good morning~" he says, nuzzling his face into my chest. I wrap my arms tighter around him, and give him a kiss on the top of his head.

I remember everything that happened last night. I mean, I only drank, like, a beer and a half. I'm not too sure about Kirishima, though, since all the information I have is that he played five games of ping pong and probably lost all of them. That's the worst case scenario, and that's probably what happened.

"Hey, Kiri?" I ask. He looks up at me. "Do you remember anything from last night?" He looks away to think. "Hm, kinda? I remember you asking to be your boyfriend and everything after that, but that's it." Oh thank god he doesn't remember taking off his shirt.

Now more awake, I use the wall to assist in sitting up. Kirishima tilts his head. "Are you ok?" he asks. "Yeah, just when I fell out the window yesterday it hurt like a bitch." I respond. He giggles a little. "What? You think me falling out a window is funny?" I ask, joking. He shakes his hands. "No, just the way you said it was funny." he says. He gets out of bed. "I'm gonna go to my room and get ready. I'll be back in a bit!" he says. I nod.

Now that I'm alone, I can think without any interruption. Not that I don't like Kirishima's company, but I kind of need time to think about something. How am I going to stop Kirishima from giving me days from his expiration date? At this rate, we'll eventually have the same expiration date. And I don't think we'll be able to give or take any time from each other at that point. So what the hell do I do??

The last time I had a problem, I went to Headphone Jack about it. Well, she came up to me first, but that's beside the point. So maybe I should go to her again and ask her? But we haven't told anyone except the authorities about our whole expiration date thing. I feel like we should keep it private, but at this rate we'll both end up dying on the same day. And I really don't want Kirishima to die before he should. If Kirishima died because I had physically taken time from him, I'd never forgive myself. I decide that I'll go to Headphone Jack during lunch, since that seems to be a good time to talk. I pull out my phone and type in her contact. 'Meet me on the rooftop during lunch. And don't let anyone follow you either, shitty extra.' I type. I get a response a few moments later. 'Uhhhhh, we don't have class today' it reads. Dammit. 'Then meet on the rooftop of the dorm building now' I type out. She sends a thumbs up emoji. I change into a black t-shirt and blue jeans.

Kirishima comes back into my room. He notices that I'm not wearing my uniform. "Uh, where's your uniform?" he asks. I shake my head. "We don't have classes, remember? All the teachers have important meetings." I say, putting my phone in my pocket and making my way to the door. "Oh," he says. "Well, where are you going?" he asks. "I'm meeting up with someone." I simply respond. "Oh, ok. Well, have fun!" he waves. I smile, give him a kiss on the cheek, and leave.

I reach the top of the staircase that leads to the rooftop. I open it and immediately see Headphone Jack standing by a wall. "Yo." she greets, throwing up a peace sign. I walk over to her. "What'd you need to talk about?" she asks, standing straight now. I take a breath.

"Ok, what I'm about to say is pretty crazy, and you might not believe me at first," I say. "...but you have to trust me on this." She seems confused, but nods anyways. "So basically, Kirishima is somehow unwillingly giving me a day from his expiration date to me. My expiration date used to be 09-26, last Friday, but now it's today. And Kirishima's changed from his birthday to several days before that." I show her my wrist. She rubbed her finger against the numbers. She nods. "No, I believe you. I remember seeing your date that day. That's definitely not it." she says. I sigh in relief. At least she doesn't think I'm crazy. "So, what do I do??" I ask. She gives me a face. "How should I know? Ask Recovery Girl!!" she responds. "Recovery Girl already knows! What I mean is... How do I get Kirishima to stop doing it?" I ask. "Because he said he'd keep doing it if it meant my safety. And that scares me..." I trail off. She smiles a little. "Aww, you care about him~" she cooes, poking me. "Shut up! He's already my boyfriend, so shut it!!" I growl, slapping her hand away. "I told you you guys would eventually start dating!" she laughs. "Be quiet and answer my question, dammit!" I yell. "Fine, fine. Well, you've told him you don't want him to, right?" she asks. "I've said it as much as I possibly can." I say. She thinks for a moment. "... But if he doesn't help you, doesn't that mean you'll die?" she asks. My eyes widen.

I never really thought about it. I guess it never fully processed that I'm basically being given a "second chance at life", if you can even call it that. I just never thought about what would happen if Kirishima listened to me and stopped giving me more time to live.

"...Yeah. I'm pretty sure that's what would happen." I say, looking at the ground and holding my arms. She looks at the ground too. "Well, the date only changes when Kirishima is around, right?" she says. I shrug. "Maybe. Everytime something bad happens, Kirishima is always there. Last night at the party, I brought Kirishima upstairs, so maybe that's what made me avoid my death." I say. She raises an eyebrow. "You... took him upstairs...?" she asks. My cheeks heat up. "N-Not in that way, you weirdo! I only asked him to be my boyfriend, not that, you nasty!!" I yell.

"Alright, anyways, if that's the case..." she trails off. "Well, this is the thing. Are you ok with dying?" she asks.

Am I ok with dying? I always thought I was, but this whole thing has made me realize how much I was taking for granted. If it weren't for Kirishima, I would've died on that ferris wheel. Although, I can't think of a reason why I would be on the ferris wheel without Kirishima. The only reason I'm in this mess is because of Kirishima. Or was it always my fate for this to happen?

Is it possible that my destiny was always to take time from Kirishima? For him to be there to cause this? Was this already planned out? Or did I really defy fate and reality, and make my own, new future? This is too much thinking. All of this is too much. But I think I know the answer.

"Yeah. I'd be ok with dying. I was supposed to die last Friday, anyways." I say confidently. She shakily takes a deep breath, then places her hand on her face. "...Am I really going to help someone kill them self...?" she asks herself. I tap her shoulder. "Oi, listen to me." I say. She turns to face me. "If Kirishima keeps doing this, you'll end up having two dead friends, not one. And I don't want Kirishima to die." I say with full confidence.

"So please, help me." I plead. I feel tears roll down my face, but I ignore them. I can't let Kirishima die with me. He still has things to live out. He still has his whole life ahead of him, however long that is. She sighs. "...Ok."

~

It's night time now. I'm watching Mulan on my laptop with Kirishima sitting in my lap. He decided that's what we should watch. Although I hate Disney movies, I allow it. Only because this is probably the last time I'll ever see Kirishima.

I realize while I was spaced out, the movie had ended. Kirishima stretches his arms. "That was a pretty good movie, huh, Suki?" he asks, smiling. I smile back and nod. "Hey, Kirishima." He looks me in the eyes. "Can I call you Eijirou?" I ask. His cheeks brighten up, along with his smile. "What's up with you? Suddenly wanting to be Mr. Romantic~" he jokes. "Well, you're always calling me by my first name. I thought it'd be fair." I say. He rolls his eyes, giggling. "Well, you can call me that if you so wish." he says, still laughing. I rest my head on his shoulder. "Ok, Eiji~" I coo.

We talk for a bit more, until Eijirou gets tired and falls asleep. My smile soon fades to a sad and depressed look. I really don't want to leave him like this. I close my laptop and put it on my desk. I then pick up Eijirou and place him under the covers of my bed, using a pillow and putting it between his arms as if it was me. After finally getting him tucked in, I take a step back and admire his face. He's adorable while he's asleep.

I wish I could stay. I really do. I want to spend the rest of my life with him.

But I can't. Because if I do, he'll die because of me. And I can't live with that. That's why I'm doing this.

I place a soft kiss on Eijirou's lips. "Good night, Eijirou Kirishima." I say quietly. "I love you."

And then, I walk out the door.