Fixing myself (a KiriDeku fanfic)

Chapter 8

I want to finish this chapter really quickly because I just found a new fanfiction that I am dying to read. It's called 'Pure White' by lyzard_fan_fics. So sorry if this chapter is kinda crappy. I wanted to try something different, so some of this chapter will be written in a third person, narrator kind of way. Enjoy!

Third-Person POV

A few weeks had passed since the day Kirishima opened up to his friends. Kirishima hadn't cut his wrists since that day. Whenever he felt the urge, he thought of Midorya. In fact, he thought of Midorya a lot since that day. He had come to terms with being gay and had even told Mina about it, who had nearly suffocated on her fangirl screams that day. Kirishima was sure he'd have to perform CPR but she ended up being fine.

And the reason that she almost suffocated was because of the other information Kirishima revealed that evening. Kirishima liked, and wanted to have a closer relationship with, the green-haired boy they called Midorya. 

But one fateful day, on a cold winter day where the snow gathered in great drifts outside, Mina decided to stir up some trouble. She called every one of class 1-A into the common area of the dorm and started a game of truth or dare. The game started out simple, with dares and truths like "let Ururaka do your hair" or "if you could be anyone else in the room, who would you be" and stuff like that. 

However, the coolheaded classmate and everyone's favorite lawyer, the one, the only, Tsuyu Asui, decided to bring things up a degree. She spun the glass soda bottle and it landed on Midorya. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth," Midorya said.

"What's your sexuality?" she asked.

"That's an easy one." Midorya replied, "I am, without a doubt, straight."

Kirishima's POV

"I am, without a doubt, straight"

I am, without a doubt, straight.

Without a doubt.

That information hit me like a punch to the face. It reverberated around my head, blocking any and all other sounds out. 

The only thing keeping me sane was him. My dreams of him maybe wanting a relationship. All gone.

All.

Gone.

I abruptly stood up. 

"Hey guys, I'll be right back. I forgot my phone in my dorm and I want to grab it." It wasn't a complete lie. I did forget my phone and had been toying with the need to go get it for a while now. Nobody questioned it, and I headed up to my dorm. 

But when I got there, I didn't grab my phone. Instead, I grabbed a shard of broken glass from a drawer in my room and headed up to the roof, smiling wide with tears leaking down my face.

449 words

Well dammit. Now I'm invested. I'll read the fanfic later, I need to WRITE.