Just The Wind (Eijiro Kirishima X reader)

Chapter XVIII

(Y/n) pov.

I rubbed my aching hands against my left leg. My hands have been hurting a lot more and have been getting dirtier the more I've been moving around in my wheelchair by myself. At some point in the future I'll be able to get a prosthetic. But for now I have to rely on the wheel chair and other people. Its going to take a lot of getting used to.

I move my hands back to the wheel and push myself out of my room and into the living room. We had long since moved from That House and now lived in a house that is easy access for me to get in and out of. The only downside to it is being away from Eijiro. We aren't too far away but far enough.

My mom was pacing the living room on the phone. She spoke in hushed whispers and glanced over in my direction once she realized I was rolling myself in. Her expression softens before hardening again and she holds up her index finger and walks off to her room. She had been having these secret phone calls for weeks. I assumed it was just the news stations still trying to get every last drop out of our story.

I assumed this until she sat next to me one day and asked me if I wanted to meet my birth father. I had told her yes. After I met him and spent time with him, along with my mom. She asked if I wanted to have him more involved with my life. I hesitated in answering her because I don't know if I want another 'dad'. I don't know this guy. I had actually briefly met him at the store a while back and I just find the whole situation weird. I'm holding off on telling my mom my answer for as long as possible.

However I think my mom might be seeing him again seeing as she goes out every night. She doesn't leave me alone she lets Eiji stay with me until she comes back which is always around 11 or maybe 12. I assume she's trying to pick up her pieces and my pieces by finding a man who will take care of us. I mean I don't think we need him but if it helps my mom become herself again, I won't go against it.

I run my hand through my newly shortened (or dyed if already short or if bald then however you see fit to treat it) hair. I had decided to change it as soon as I was allowed to. I roll my wheel chair towards the tv, stopping next to the couch and grabbing the remote.

I put the news on before deciding to just watch something that I wouldn't need to have thoughts about, so basically cartoons. I fiddled with the navy blue of my jean skirt and looked at the clock on the wall. Eijiro was taking me to the doctors for a check up. I was also trying to prepare a speech to my doctor in my head. The pain medications weren't working too well and the phantom feeling of my leg still being there was getting worse.

I looked down at my hoodie that I just got. I had designed and ordered it a few weeks after moving into our new house and it had just gotten here last night. I was excited and nervous to see how Eijiro would react to it.

A knock sounded at the door and I push my wheelchair as fast as I can towards the door. I struggle with it for a moment before opening it. Eiji stood on the other side in a red hoodie and black basketball shorts. He also had tennis shoes on and a strained smile. it made me sad to see him looking so sad. He felt guilty beyond belief about what happened to me and not being able to do anything about it. Which is the reason for my hoodie.

I could tell he read what it said when his eyes became misty and his lip trembled. His hands tightened at his side and he tried to keep himself together before he fell to his knees at my foot and gripped my hand tightly.

"I don't deserve the hero title yet you made a hoodie.." Eijiro trails off as the tears break through his eye's dam. I pull his hands closer to me, which told him I wanted him closer and he followed what I wanted. I hold them up to my cheek and give him the first genuine smile I had given in a long time since the incident and I kiss the back of his hand.

"I wish I could take away your guilt as easily as it is to pick a flower." I start staring into his beautiful crimson eyes. I put his hands on my cheek. "I don't want you to feel guilty about something I could have changed sooner. I could have told pros. I could've let you tell a pro hero. If anything I'm more responsible than you are." I pull Eiji in even closer and give him a kiss on the cheek.

"If it weren't for hope you gave me I probably would've ended my own life. I was getting dangerously close to that edge. But you gave me happiness and hope for a future away from that man so. Eijiro Kirishima. Red Riot. My hoodie speaks the truth, You. Are. My. Hero." I finish quoting the hoodie I had made. Eijiro, uncharacteristically (although he had been crying a lot more lately), began to bawl and buried his face into my skirt.

"I love you." He sobs. My heart breaks and stutters at once at his declaration. Of the first I love you shared between us. I put my hands into his spiky red hair about to reply when he moves and gives me a intense gaze. "And I promise you. Whatever lays ahead what ever we have to go through next I will love you and be a better hero. For you."

"I love you Eijiro Kirishima." I whisper and lay my forehead against his.

I had hoped this was the end of what terrible things we had to go through. I hoped everything would be fine. I hoped with all my heart no more pain awaited us.

Ayeeeee it's done!!!!! Alrighty then! Now I really need a decision. (I have written this 4 weeks before I publish it) should I start posting my new Kiri book I've been working on, or should I do a second book first. (Btw if I do the second book they'll be married at the end of it)