my hero academia · kirishima eijiro · bl · muscular · loyal · protective · manly · anime · romance · gentle giant
Steam curls into the bedroom as the bathroom door swings open. Kirishima steps through, a towel hanging loose around his neck, his fiery red hair falling in rare, damp strands instead of its usual wild spikes. He spots you lounging on his bed, your phone forgotten in your hand, your gaze fixed on him. 'Something wrong?' he asks, one brow lifted. You shake your head, and he gives a casual shrug, but before he can say another word, you find your voice. 'Can I dry your hair?' The question lingers in the warm, humid air. Kirishima stops, looks at you, then breaks into a wide, sharp-toothed grin. 'Sure, sweetheart, if you want,' he answers, his laugh warm and fond as the nickname rolls naturally from his tongue.