#and if you think bakugou didn't take a picture of yall cuddling

[thrndlngs]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷     this is how you fall in love, e. kirishima.

previously on, TIHYFIL.           next on, TIHYFIL.

      ii.      ❝     THE MORNING AFTER.

author’s warning: this is how i managed the two of you to be cuddling. :p some cursing + your friends think you hooked up but you didn’t. um???? if yn doesn’t get me with the mf PROGRAM lmao.

     THERE’S A SLIGHT PANIC THAT rises in the college students residing in your living room when they realize that neither you or kirishima are anywhere in sight. sero offers to make a bet that the two of you have finally stopped being oblivious and finally hit it off but mina thinks otherwise. she might have been tipsy but she wasn’t that tipsy to have imagined you playing with kirishima’s fingers during the game. or when he would tilt his head back to look at you while you were talking.

   “maybe we should give them some space.” deku added and bakugou sucks in his teeth, arms folded across his chest. not only does he have a massive headache but now you managed to sneak off with one of his closest friends - did deku really think he was going to let this go without being investigated?

  “tch. we’re going to find those damn extras. even if it takes all morning.” 

  “don’t you have to go to work at 12?” 

  “your fucking point?” bakugou asked sero, who raises his hands in his defense, eyes immediately moving to mina who wants nothing to do with with bakugou’s attitude. 

   “well, i’ll get breakfast started, kaminari want to give me a hand?” uraraka asked and of course, he was also nowhere in sight. which only pisses bakugou off even more (if that’s even possible)

   “alright.. does anyone want to help me get breakfast started?” 

   “yup, i am right behind you, literally, right behind you, please move quicker.” sero whined quietly, deku and mina following close behind. which leaves bakugou to play ‘clean up’ (not that he minded, he knows his friends are terrible at cleaning and the more time passes, the more it dawns on him what the two of you could be doing: so for lack of better words, he’s stalling.)

   kirishima wakes up before you, he doesn’t have the heart to wake you up as well, so he lays idle as you continue to drool on his shirt. not that he minds - is he panicking? yes. is he scared of what your reaction will be when you realize how close you guys are? double yes. this isn’t the first time you guys have been in a ‘position’ like this - but now it’s just the two of you. there’s no mina throwing her leg over you or sero having his arm outstretched in kirishima’s face, it’s just you two, in your bed. 

  he’s drumming his fingers against your back - impatiently almost, he’s bored and his arm is asleep but it isn’t like he’ll move to get himself comfortable. yeah, he’s got it that bad. it seemed like the only solution to the current situation at hand was to just go back to sleep - so that’s what he does.  

   "oi, oi, wake the fuck up shitty hair.” bakugou would start screaming but he has some respect (in the sense that he doesn’t want to wake you up not because he thinks he needs to wake kirishima up gently). “unless you want them to start barging in here and asking you questions i suggest you get up in the next twenty seconds.” 

   the redheaded male almost tells bakugou to lock the door behind him but, he’s thankful for the warning nonetheless and knows that you’d probably want him to try to make sure the two stir as little rumors as possible. 

   “just keep ‘em busy for a while alright? i have to figure out how to not wake her up.”

   “yeah, yeah i don’t really care. just make it quick - i want to go home and brush my fucking teeth.” 

   “okay bakugou you can go now.” 

   “don’t say i didn’t do anything for you shitty hair.”

   kirishima let’s out an audible sigh, looking down to see that the two of you were still in the same position as earlier and the realization of it makes him sweat.

   “mornin’ kiri.” you mumbled, pulling away to stretch and offer him a soft smile. maybe it’s the way the sun’s hitting your eyes or maybe he really hasn’t gotten over the highschool crush he had on you but he feels the warmth rise to his cheeks. “—sorry for being in your personal space. won’t happen next time.”

   next time?

   “no biggie, mornin’ to you too [your nickname].” play it cool, play it cool, play it cool.

    “is anyone else awake?” you asked, half tempted to go back to sleep. thankfully - you didn’t have to go to work with a hangover.

   “yeah. everyone actually. i think mina’s burning your kitchen down as we speak.” he’s joking but the slight panic that rises in your eyes makes him laugh and it earns him a slap to his shoulder. 

   “do you know how many times i’ve set that fire alarm off? you can’t joke like that!”

   “okay, okay, i’m sorry.” 

   “do you work today?” you asked, sitting up as kirishima did the same, rubbing the tiredness from his eyes.

   “no. i have friday’s and saturday’s off now.”

   “oh great! i mean - unless you have plans i was wondering if you wanted to go down to restock on snacks with me?”

   “no that’s great — i need to grab some stuff for my room anyways. uh, i’m going to start heading out to go shower and stuff y’know - uh, want to meet here or — ”

   “ — we can meet there if you want? that way you don’t have to take so many trips.” 

   you don’t give him much room to protest as you lift yourself from the bed, stretching one last time before you head to the door. 

   “i don’t want to give everyone the wrong idea so i’ll leave first and i’ll give you some time to uh, grab your stuff and, you know.” 

   wrong idea, wrong idea, of course.

   “yeah - yeah, uh, good idea. i’ll meet you out there.” 

   you offered him a smile before putting a brave face on. you weren’t sure if you had the strength to deal with the disaster that awaited you in the front end of your apartment or the general commotion your friends were causing. 

   but surprisingly, there wasn’t much - which makes you think that everyone must really be hungover. “uh, good morning?” you greeted with uncertainty, looking over to your friends who just squint back. 

   kirishima had counted to thirty before he exited your bedroom - hand rubbing at the nape of his neck awkwardly (in hindsight this only seemed to confirm your friends suspicions) and he too rushed out a quick, “good morning,” before moving around you. 

   “i have to go, i’ll catch you guys later. uh, your name, i’ll text you when i’m there okay?” he called out as he headed for the door as you still stood in the same spot, blinking. from an outsider’s perspective it seemed like you were finally seeing the situation from your friends point of view - and you almost shriek. keyword: almost. 

   “uh - yeah! see you then kiri.”

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