Bnha Request Book

April Fools Chapter

(Y/n)'s POV

There was a solid knock at the door and I was confused as to who would be bothering me so late at night. Given it was 9:30 and it technically wasn't that late my confusion was a little unnecessary, but I was anyways. When I opened my dorm room door there was an awkward silence as I took the sight in.

Kirishima was out of breath and pouring sweat and he was covered in cuts, bruises, burns, you name it. He was shaking and his eyes were dark and I felt my entire body drop with a sudden nervousness. The weirdest part however was how he was barely holding onto Kacchan who was draped over his shoulder. I could only describe it as like a sack of potatoes.

"What the..."

"Can I come in please?!" Kirishima didn't wait for me to reply before pushing past me and dropping Kacchan to the floor. He was clearly unconscious and in the same condition as Kirishima.

"What the hell happened? Did you get into a fight? Did a villain attack? Why aren't you with a teacher or more importantly Recovery Girl?!" I panicked and Kirishima let out a heavy breath, trying to regain some composure.

"(Y/n) we fought each other," Kirishima said and my eyes widened.

"Excuse me?!"

"I just...I attacked him and I think I nearly killed him," he said and I glanced at Kacchan. How was that even possible?! I knelt down beside him, feeling his pulse. I deemed he would be okay but needed some medical attention.

"Well come on! We have to get you two to Recovery Girl!" I insisted and he caught my wrist.

"No."

"What?! Are you insane?!"

"Maybe?" And I stopped, jerking my arm away from him.

"Ei, come on you're scaring me." He groaned, rubbing his hand over his face. "You won't get in that much trouble, it's fine."

"That's not—"

"What is it then?" I asked. In one swift movement I was in Kirishima's shaking arms, pressed up against his chest while he shallowly breathed.

"We were fighting about you (y/n)."

"What?"

"We were fighting about you because we both love you."

I was silent after that, leaning away from Kirishima as he spoke. My heart was racing the adrenaline was not helping to calm my nerves.

"Ei..."

"Don't call me that unless you mean it. I know what I told you earlier, but it kills me you know that?"

"Kirishima, we really need to do this later okay. You need medical—"

"No." I looked up at him, my eyes glancing towards the unconscious Kacchan on my floor. "Why do you always go to him? Was I not good enough for you?"

"What?"

"You won't even look at me," he said, his face contorting.

"He's unconscious on my floor Kirishima," I said. "I have to get him—"

"(Y/n) I love you."

I was again quiet. What was I supposed to say? Was I supposed to declare my love while Kacchan lay half dead on my carpet?! Kirishima was always cute and he was always nice but this?!

"I'm always there for you, no matter what. I'm loyal and kind and I care for you and I'm not afraid to say how I feel. He's just a fucking coward who hurts you and claims he loves you." I had never heard the word fuck come from Kirishima's mouth and it startled me. I looked to Kacchan before Kiri tugged my face back to look at him, his hand still holding my face. "I would never hurt you."

"Kirishima, I can't—"

"Say it."

"What?"

"Say you love me."

"Kiri—"

"Say it."

"Come on, get off me," I said and he scowled. I pushed him away from me, his arm slipping from my waist. He took a step at me and I stumbled back to my door. It was closed and I felt around for the doorknob. I looked away briefly only to find him snatch my hand away from escape and pin in to the door above my head.

"Kirishima don't—"

I felt him kiss my lips briefly before focusing in on my neck, kissing and biting as he saw fit. I glanced to Kacchan who was still unconscious and I struggled.

"Kirishima stop."

He continued on, using his free hand to tug down the collar of my shirt to expose more skin and I stomped at his foot, only to find that he was hardened. I felt panic set in and I used a stream of water to grab objects, whipping them at Kirishima's back but he was unaffected. I tried wrenching his hand off my wrist with water, but I wasn't strong enough in my moment of weakness.

The doorknob.

I felt hands grasp at my legs and pull me up and I pushed away at his shoulders.

"Stop!"

I shot for the doorknob only for him to toss me down to the ground. I felt my shoulder take the impact and I groaned, watching him near me. 'I'd never hurt you' my ass. I couldn't believe this was Kirishima. I took my foot hard into his stomach only to find that my foot met solid rock and I cried out, wondering what had made me act so stupidly.

"Please stop," I whimpered and he didn't, pinning me there to the ground and forcing his lips over mine. I tried so hard to reach the doorknob with a stream of water but I couldn't see. With hard fingers he tore off my shirt and I thought of the only option possible now was to scream. We were in a dorm full of people. So I screamed at the top of my lungs, sending water flooding underneath my door to stop anyone and get their attention. He clamped a hand over my mouth and went for the waistband of my pants.

I screamed harder and took his hand covered in water, wrenching it behind his back. The door opened and suddenly he was forced off of me and I collapsed, my tense muscles loosening as someone helped me up. My eyes were blurry and I had no idea what was happening.

"Oh God (y/n) are you alright?" Uraraka asked, cradling my head and I glanced to Kacchan who had Tsuyu examining him.

"He brought Kacchan here, saying they fought over me and he said he loved me and then he just attack me and—"

"Okay, it's alright," Uraraka said softly, running her hand over my hair. I glanced at Kirishima in Aizawa's capture weapon, soon to be dragged away. "Come on."

Uraraka took me softly to Recovery girl's room and Tsu followed in suit with Kacchan lugged with her. Uraraka had lightly touched him so he was lighter for her. We were both placed in Recovery Girl's room and tended to. Uraraka watched me with sad eyes.

How could Kirishima do that? I knew he'd be kicked out. There was no way he normally acted like that, even over strong feelings. Something wasn't right.

It almost seemed fake.

Just to upset me and everyone else.

I mean, why in the world would someone do that?

I felt like such a fool.

~Calymari