Kiribaku Oneshots

❤ Two Years ❤

A/N: Just some dopey thing I wanted to write. So here it is! Before we begin, I just wanna say Happy Pride Month! In the closet or not, love and respect yourselves and others. Live your best life, and just fucking party like there's no tomorrow, I guess? But do it in a way that won't get yourself hurt or something along those lines, okay? Love you guys, hope you enjoy!

Kirishima's POV

"Have a great rest of your day, Mr. Yagi!" I waved as the customer began to leave.

"You too! Don't let Shouta work you too hard!" Mr. Yagi called back as he opened the door.

"No promises!"

He chuckled as he left, and I let out a small, content sigh.

It's a calm Wednesday morning, before the morning rush, so I've gotta prepare for the rest of the people coming in.

"Oi, Mina! Could you come help me out?"

"Morning rush coming in?" a femnine voice asked from the back room before she came out.

Mina had her cotton candy colored hair pulled back into a braid, and she was tying her apron on over the uniform.

She's on the shorter side, but every inch of her is filled to the brim with passion and courage. Which makes her a terrifying force to be reckoned with. I'm not phenomenal with words, so if I were to describe her simply, she's just a human incarnation of this face:

>:3

That's just her.

"Will be soon," I yawned, stretching my arms a bit.

"You think Blondie's gonna come in today?" Mina asked giving me The Look™.

The Look™ is when Mina squints her eyes and gives a smug looking grin, raising and lowering eyebrows over and over in a teasing manner.

"First of all, shush," I mumbled, giving her a glare. "Second of all, they come in everyday, so I don't doubt that he'll appear out of the blue?"

"Who's gonna appear out of the blue?"

I looked at the source of the voice that came from the backroom.

A tall brunette with his hair tucked into a bun appeared.

I let out a breath of relief.

It was just Asahi.

He's a really big dude, with a stocky build and terrifying face, but he's actually a big, nervous teddy bear.

Apparently, he played volleyball in highschool, and when he was in his third year, everyone thought he was a thirty year old who got held back over and over.

"That Blondie regular that Eiji's had his eyes on since they first walked in," Mina said with a grin.

"It's not like that!" I groaned, putting my face in my hands.

"Hey, don't worry,"

A strong hand patted my back as Mina laughed at my embarrassment.

"You'll be fine," Asahi said, making my hands drop from my face.

"Thanks, dude,"

"What about that Yuu guy? You get anywhere with him yet?"

Now it was Asahi's turn to flush.

"Wh-what?! No way! N-not at all! I'm g-gonna go clean the tables!" Asahi stammered out before going back into the backroom, only to remerge with a rag and a spray bottle.