Tragedy struck for Kirishima four years ago in the form of an event so bad that he had to change schools, as well as his appearance. Now he's starting college and it's beginning to look like he can put the past behind him. But that was until he found out one of those bad memories is living in the dorm room across from him. "Wow this hurt my heart." -probably you in the future. "Any fic titled 'head over healies' is 10/10 for me." -some dude on discord. "Pls end me." -me already.

🔞MATURE FOR SENSITIVE THEMES🔞 Bakugo's laughing slows-for real this time-clearing his throat, sighing one final time, "You really thought you broke my ribs?" "When you're looking at me like a puppy that's been ran over three separate times, I think you would too." _____________________ Started as of May 29th, 2022 Ended as of: ??? ╭ 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗡 it seems like the pieces are being put together, they're shattered, stepped on by whoever has taken a hold of it. Through love, heartbreak, finding himself and losing it again, these pieces are lost. Scattered in places he can't even begin to look in. 𝗙𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗢𝗪 Kirishima Eijiro as he finds himself, through the good and the ugly, and begins to put those pieces back together. 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨! 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵, 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 (;'༎ຶٹ༎ຶ') ©𝗕𝗢𝗠𝗕𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟

I meant it." Bakugo said suddenly. But not enough air could get into his lungs, so it was more of a rasp, a breath. "You're insufferable. You're-You're just-" "-Yeah?" Kirishimas breathed out, as if he knew, understood what he was going to say without even hearing the rest. Those dark eyes darted from Bakugo's eyes, to his nose, to his mouth-that he knew had gone dry from how long it'd been open. "You think so?" Or, ╭𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 & 𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎 turn to casual sex to relieve the stress of being detectives at the most major police department in Musufasu Japan. Things are ok, until unfamiliar and unexpected feelings emerge. Like when the kisses they give each other hold a little more passion than people that have no connection, or when the stares they give each other linger longer than people who have no strings attached. It's the little details like that they continue to ignore, but it's hard to blame them, as it's often The Little Things that go unnoticed or ignored altogether, even when they may be the ones that matter the most in the end. ©𝗕𝗢𝗠𝗕𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟