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she’ll admit, it’s a little jarring seeing tetsu like this. vulnerable. it makes her hug him tighter and press her face into his hair. it almost feels like he’s curling in on himself, trying to make himself smaller. it makes her heart ache to see her friend this upset. but everyone has those days and she’s glad that he trusted her enough to let her see him in this state. 

kendou lifts one hand and begins card it through his silver hair. and adjustment is made so he’s crying into her shoulder, she couldn’t care less about the growing tear stain on her shirt. she sighs softly and speaks low, even if it’s just the two of them in his room. 

          ❛ careful now, young man, ❜  at the first inkling of a sway, he is there with a steadying hand on the boy’s shoulder, guiding him into a chair; then, once anchored & seated, he dips his hand into his pocket, rummages for a brief moment before extending an iron-rich nutrition bar,  ❛ here we are, eat this !  it should help. ❜ 

there exists a saying that the best things in life come in pairs of two, but all kirishima knows are days of chasing schoolyard bullies as a solo act. yuuei has taught him the value of a kindred spirit— in competition with a rival who could very well be the physical manifestation of insecurities past (who not only possesses a similar quirk but shares a birthday as well) and the blessing that is a friend who pushes kirishima beyond what he ever thought himself capable of.

the day is not his alone, but he doesn’t mind in the slightest. when tetsutetsu grins at him like that, honest and warm, any exasperation over their endless similarities no longer seems important.

         ‘   are   you   just   trying   to   scare   me   ??   ‘   pointing   the   flashlight   directly   into   his   face   ,   not   intentionally   ,   but   because   he   was   startled   and   frankly   ,   creeped   out   ―   it   wasn’t   unlike   tetsutetsu   to   be   scared   at   night   ,   especially   when   alone   ,   or   …   he   thought   he   was   alone   ,   looking   for   what   he   thought   was   a   stray   cat   and   figuring   he’d   give   it   somewhere   warm   to   sleep   for   the   night   ,   or   until   he   could   find   it   a   home.   ‘   did   you   hear   that   cat   meowing   too   ??   it   sounded   scared   and   i   felt   sad   ,   people   are   so   mean   when   they   abandon   their   animals   ,   so-   well   ,   i   wanted   to   bring   it   inside   and   keep   it   warm   ,   wanna   help   me   find   it   ?!   ‘

      “If I wanted to scare you I’d have done a much better job of it.” Came the disgruntled reply from the disgruntled teenager, but the words he grumbled into the cool night air had far less bite to them than they might have possessed during the daylight hours. It was late, he was tired, and yes, actually, he had heard the loud, sad wailing of a lonely cat from his dormitory balcony, which meant there had been no going back to sleep until the poor thing was found. 

     Apparently, he wasn’t the only one who thought that either. 

     A sigh slipped past his lips as he stepped forwards, peering into the dark beyond the light of the flashlight with sleep bleary eyes. He’d help the guy find it, sure; perhaps the arduous task of catching a cat in the dark would be easier with two sets of hands. 

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" mhm! we had to write a two page essay in english about anything we’ve done with friends. “   she lofts a brow, smiling.   “ it’s due tomorrow, tetsu. do you need any help with it? “