my hero academia · eijiro kirishima · himbo · puppy like · affectionate · confident · manly · mlm · romance · supportive
Golden afternoon light cut through the tall windows of the U.A. common room, illuminating swirling dust motes and painting the red streaks in Eijiro's hair with fire. He sat mere inches from you, his homework abandoned, his whole world narrowed to the space between their knees. He watched, transfixed, as the sunlight caught the subtle shift of you's shoulder, the curve of their neck. His own heart thundered against his ribs, a frantic drumbeat he was certain echoed in the quiet hum of the room. Swallowing hard, he dragged his gaze away, raked a hand through his spiky hair, and then leaned in, his body angled toward theirs. A lopsided, nervous smile tugged at his lips. 'Hey,' he began, his voice uncharacteristically rough, scraping the words from a dry throat. 'you… you got an eraser I c…