It was a rainy afternoon, the kind that made the world feel quiet and cozy. You and Kirishima were curled up on the couch in the U.A. dorm lounge, a blanket draped over the two of you. The sound of raindrops tapping against the windows set the perfect mood for doing absolutely nothing. Kirishima had one arm slung around your shoulders, holding you close. His other hand absentmindedly played with your fingers
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