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──── ❝ Day 7: Dancing ❞ ────

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Kirishima's always longed for a weird, random friendship... a friendship where it was normal to show up at one another's house at two in the morning. A friendship where it was normal to go bowling at night, to cook mac and cheese at ungodly hours, to spend a full night out simply walking in the streets, a friendship where the two acted free.. and young, and dumb...

And a friendship like that, he's gifted with, on the night of Christmas... the night he'd gotten remarkably closer with Kaminari.

And along with it, he's gotten a friendship where he finds himself blind at the lines of "friendship" and bigger feelings that he plainly cannot help himself but to feel, towards the golden beam of sunshine that insists on making his life as worthy as a king's... 

Because that's all he feels like, with Kaminari. A lucky king, with his priceless fortune.

Out of all wonders in the world, Kirishima has his favorite little wonder. Visiting Kaminari when the world is asleep...

At the bright hour of 4:10, Kirishima is pacing up and down his kitchen, biting back that smile rare and made only for the one he currently thinks of, as he considers paying him a little visit. He's sent a text over already, and is waiting for a response.

He's been feeling energetic lately, and that includes the early-morning trips to restaurants and dine-ins, or the typical fast-food chains. He's got enough for a party... but they'll crunch it all down together, effortlessly. He's got all of Kaminari's favorites, the meals that Kaminari's introduced to him, that have changed his life--

Finally, a response arrives. In his most favorite way... a facetime.
To him, there's nothing better than to see his face... in person, on camera,- in any way...

He draws in a few quick breaths to recollect himself, to calm that bright smile on his face, and makes sure his hair- now loose, hanging like velvety locks just above his shoulders,- is impeccably in place.
He answers the face time call in a heartbeat.

"Kiiiirrriiiiiii!!"

"Kaaamiiiiii!!"

They giggly in unison.

"Yeah, man! I'm free, come on over, please! I'm bored and I wanna see you," he blatantly confessed, laughing still.
Kirishima quickly nodded, barely able to contain his excitement.

"On my way, Kam! Keep that door unlocked for me, I'll be there in five!"


Truly, he had.
Walking into one another's apartments was normal, at this point. With excitement radiating off of one another, they joined in a hug as Kirishima walked in, greeting one another as if they hadn't seen each other in weeks, or months...

Kaminari jumps back, energetic as ever despite the late time, and with eyes beaming with countless little sparkles, he exclaims;

"Oh my god!! Did you change your hair?!" He squeals in awe.

Kirishima's self melts, just then. The attention to detail that Kaminari has is something that makes Kirishima reconsider where he stands... behind, or past the line "friendship feelings"...

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