(I've been gone for months but uh yeah this little piece will probably explain why kinda. Been feeling like absolute shit so wrote this to feel better woo! Tw:Angst? Def emotional)
He noticed you weren't in the common room with everyone else. You usually sat between him and Kaminari. Today however, you were missing from your usual placement.
Excusing himself, Kirishima stood up and made his way to the elevator, stepping inside to press the button that would allow him to reach the top floor. He had a guess to where you were, somewhere away from the common room chaos and away from everyone in general. You had started this habit of disappearing to be alone since the third year started.
Kirishima wondered if he was the only one who noticed. You were more quiet, spacing out as if the world around you seemed to only bore you. Sighing he ran a hand through his hair while tilting his head back. He stared at the elevator ceiling, the grey shine causing his reflection to stare back at him. He was slightly nervous, not even sure how to approach you. He didn't want to seem like he was prying, but its been weeks and it only seemed like you were distancing yourself more and more from everyone, even him. Your best friend, the one you could trust with everything. Right? Kirishima was going further into his rabbit hole of thoughts he almost didn't hear the elevator ding.
Stepping out he made his way to the emergency stairs that lead up to the roof of the building. His steps became more slow as he reached the dreaded door, his hand hovering over the handle. 'Shit...I just hope they are okay," he sighed before opening the door.
There you were, your new spot being on the floor of the roof, lying down with your limbs sprawled out as you stared up at the sky with an unreadable look on your face.
Shutting the door behind him, Kirishima approached with his hand in his pockets,"Hey," he spoke out and looked down at you, who hadn't even bothered to look back at him.
"Hey," you responded back and the empty tone of your voice made Kirishima frown.
"I just wanted to check on you," Kirishima started as he sat down beside your head before looking up at the sky above you. The last bit of the sun's rays waving their goodbyes before they would disappear into yet another night at U.A. "Its just… you've been different lately. I'm actually...," Kirishima paused not knowing how to word it but something inside him set into autopilot. He hated seeing you like this. It was like you were never mentally there when you were together with friends and now you were never physically there at all anymore either.
"I'm worried about you. You haven't been, well you," he pointed out and looked back at you to find your eyes have finally moved to meet his.
"That obvious huh?" You bluntly responded, shrugging afterwards as if this whole ordeal was not a big deal. "I'll be fine," you added and looked back up at the pink clouds. The way you were staring at them with such intensity slightly scared Kirishima.
"I don't believe you," was the first thing that came out his mouth. Those words slightly surprised him but it was what he believed. There was no way you would be fine.
"Then don't," you harshly responded, sitting up to glare at him. "It makes no difference to me,"
Feeling shocked, the redhead stared at you in disbelief. You really had changed. Before now you would have never used that tone against him.
"I just….want to help. Whatever it is, I want to be there for you. I won't even do anything if you don't want me to. I can just listen, if that would help," he sincerely returned. "Were friends right? Its what friends do,"
Silence filled the air between you and him for a short while before a defeated sigh fell out of you. Falling onto your back you closed your eyes as Kirishima watched, staying silent to give you time.
"I feel like shit. Anything I do doesn't make a difference. I mean shit, I fucking hate this Kiri, were fucking kids and after all this bullshit we went through and everyone's acting like its okay. It's like an early fucking grave. And what are we fighting for? Some corrupt government to keep things the same? Tossing people aside like trash?" You began, your angry tone dying down to a hopeless one. "I fucking hate thinking like this. Feeling like this. I just….I just want to be okay damn it. But at this point I'll take not feeling anything at all than this,"
Kirishima sat speechless watching as the tears had started to flow down the side of your face, his own heart squeezing in hurt from seeing you like this. A cold drop to his hand had made him realize he himself was crying. "I," He didn't even know what to say.
Scooting closer to you, he used his thumb to wipe away your own tears, watching as your eyes fluttered open to meet his again.
"Listen, I get it. This whole thing seems fucked but we are the new heroes right? We can make a difference. We have one more year of school and then we can make a change out there," whispering softly to you, he combed his fingers through your hair. It only seemed natural to do so as he continued.
"Plus who is okay right now? Not all of us at least. Shit even Bakugo is having his own problems with dealing with what's happened over the past 2 years. But you know what?" He questioned to which you hummed back wanting to know where he was going with this.
"Whoever said it wasn't okay to not be okay? We're still humans. I even feel like shit, but hanging out with the guys, seeing you everyday… it's been making it a little bit more okay everyday. If you aren't okay now, then that's fine. We can't always be feeling amazing everyday because then we wouldn't want to go farther, make changes, to want differences. Not being okay is just a step to being even better,"
He hadn't realized he was ranting till he felt you shaking. Worried he looked down only to realize you were laughing. He watched in awe as tears poured down your cheeks as you let out your amazing laugh of which he hadn't heard in a long time.
"You're amazing Kiri...thank you," you whispered and although you sounded sad, he was happy that there was emotion in your voice.
"I really hope that's true. This sucks," you sighed, nestling in closer to his as the sky slowly was approaching a darker hue, the wind starting to pick up the colder air and pushing it over the rooftops.
Wrapping an arm around you he brought you closer, hugging you to his warmth as he nodded,"Same here. Let's find out together then okay? Coming up here alone to go down a rabbit hole in your thoughts is gonna make you feel worse. If you need a listener just come to me. We can go for a walk or chill in my room. Maybe even spar to get some anger out. Anything but please don't isolate yourself from us….from me," he begged to which he received only a nod.
He guessed you were done talking for now, that you would like to sit in comfortable silence to end this off to which he would comply with. Putting his chin on your head he closed his eyes, relieved he came to talk to you. It sucked to hear you are feeling like shit but he's happy he can at least be there for you.
Breathing slowly and peacefully on the rooftop while hearing the nearby traffic, chatter, and the downtime come to nighttime felt relaxing as he held you. He even felt you relaxing in his arms to which he smiled. Even if it is for a few moments, he's glad to give you a safe space.