#yukioos

when you confess to your best friend, eijiro kirishima

“god, you look so good! how don’t you have people asking you out left and right?” you complimented, eyeing him up and down.

it was normal for you and eijiro to flirt with each other, as that was what best friends did. but your friends still sent each other smirks or a suggestive eyebrow raise when they’d hear a compliment or flirtatious comment from either of you.

“oh, come on! whenever i see you in your hero costume i almost drop to my knees! how the hell don’t you have a partner yet with your looks and talent? i always see guys coming up to you, hell, even girls! why haven’t you dated anyone yet?!” he interrogated, leaning against the sink as you styled your hair.

you paused for a moment. what were you supposed to say? eijiro was the one you were waiting for, but you couldn’t tell him that. how would he react? maybe giving him a hint would be good enough. you mumbled, “i’m waiting for someone.”

his body stiffened. you liked someone? you had never told him, did he not make you feel comfortable enough? is that why you kept it from him? if anyone, you should’ve liked him! he could provide you with everything, emotionally and physically. was he not good enough for you? he slightly frowned as his chest felt heavy, but he forced himself to smile, “who is it? come on, i’m your man! you gotta tell me!”

a moment was all you needed to decide you were going to tell him. it was a matter of time anyway, your friends have been bugging you about it for years. you sighed and stared straight into the mirror, avoiding his gaze, “i think i like you, eiji. and not just platonically or as a best friend, i think i like you romantically, as a lover.”

he stayed silent for almost a minute, and by every second, the two of you became more nervous. you actually liked him back? his heart nearly burst with excitement, and if he was a dog and had a tail, it would sure as hell be wagging.

at that moment, a million thoughts ran through your head and crossed your mind. he was so quiet, an unusual thing for him to be when his personality was loud and optimistic. it was almost impossible to read his expression. hopefully, he wasn’t thinking about how he should end your friendship.

but the redhead smiled, “i like you too, y/n! i was pretty nervous to tell you because i thought maybe you were incapable of having romantic feelings for someone but— ah, whatever, you understand!” he cut himself off in the middle of what he was saying, then continued midway.

you paused styling your hair and stared into his red eyes. his pupils were large, as they always were whenever he even glanced at you. you hummed, and he scooted closer to you, then began to talk about a new game he had played as if the two of you didn’t just confess your feelings to each other. maybe you were just that comfortable together!

the clock read 11:29, and your eyes widened. once eijiro was done talking, you suggested, “you should sleep here! it’s getting pretty late, and it’ll be boring walking up all those stairs to your dorm.”

he nodded with a grin, “okay! i’ll sleep on the floor!”

“no,” you quickly disagreed. “you’re sleeping in my bed because i said so. your sleep clothes are in the top left shelf.” you had always reserved a drawer for his clothes, as he stayed the night often even though it was against the rules.

he shut up real quickly after you disagreed. who was he to argue with his to-be-partner, after all? even though it wasn’t official, and you didn’t put a title to your relationship, you both knew what you had wasn’t normal. it wasn’t just a close friendship, it was more than that.

so as soon as you walked out of the bathroom and back to your dorm, eijiro immediately tackled you onto your bed. you giggled but he placed his head on your chest, tucking himself close and his face into your neck. you loved how comfortable he was with you, hardly afraid to do anything with you.

the warmth radiated off of him and into your heart, where your heart beat quickly due to the close proximity. his lips turned into a smile, which you could feel tickling your neck with soft kisses. his big, burly arms wrapped around your waist, and his leg was draped over yours.

your hand reached up to eijiro’s red, spikey hair, where you scratched his scalp and back up and down. a sigh came from the depths of his chest, and he pulled you closer. his eyes were closed, but he still looked as sweet as he did when he was awake.

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when the two of you are out in the open, he kind of loves it when people look at the two of you strangely because of your styles

normally, you’re all dolled up and he’s out here wearing a sweatshirt and some baggy jeans

sometimes he’ll try and color match with you, so if you’re wearing a black top or a black bow, then he’ll wear black jeans

honestly applauds you for wearing heels so often, he doesn’t know how women can walk so far in shoes like that so it impresses him

IS OBSESSED WITH THE BOWS YOU WEAR!!! buys you every color you could possibly want in different shapes and sizes, he has no idea why he loves them but they’re so cute to him

also really likes the collars you have with your bows and how you mix and match them, he thinks you’re really creative with your outfits

genuinely admires your passion for the aesthetic and style, loves the time you put into your outfit and makeup to look pretty just for yourself

he thinks it’s insane how you can still jump into a fight with your heels and pretty dress on, it never fails to amaze him how flexible and easy you battle even with all your extra clothes on

of course, he buys you more clothes if you even look at them

sometimes, he’ll wake up with one of your bows or accessories in his hair, and he still thinks it’s adorable

helps you find a backpack that goes along with your clothes because it can be difficult sometimes (bonus if it also have hearts or frilly bows on it too)

to sum it up, he just loves your style and the aesthetic so much

jayce stitches you up after the jinx attack, the two of you confess your feelings

the attack from jinx left the whole city of piltover in shambles. everyone was scared for their lives and the people they loved the most. you lost members of the council, and even viktor was in critical condition, as his spine was broken in half. it was a miracle jayce was trying to bring him back to life with hextech.

but viktor wasn’t the only one who was hurt. after jayce tried to save his best friend, he brought you to the infirmary, as you had blood dripping from your head, scared you had a concussion from the fall.

you didn’t remember much after the attack. you hardly remembered the walls of the council room being broken down, and ashes, and tears being wept from the eyes of your friends. the first thing you saw once you woke up was jayce stitching up part of your forehead that was bleeding.

excruciating pain.

god, where was the medication?

you whimpered in pain, feeling a soft mattress underneath you. maybe a nurse’s office or someone’s bedroom? who knows, everything was too blurry, and all you could hear was his voice. jayce’s voice reassured you as you were in undeniable, unimaginable pain.

to your ears, he was whispering, and his voice was soft, “i know you’re in pain right now, y/n. you probably don’t remember much about the attack, but i’ll tell you more later, i promise.” he caressed your face and looked into your eyes with his teary ones.

you muttered, “what happened to me?” and tried to shift your head to the left, he grabbed your chin and gently centered it again so he could continue stitching your wound up.

“i think the blast pushed you back somehow. i searched for you in the rubble and your forehead had a gash in it,” he paused, “it was pretty bad, too. this will help with the healing process though.” he muttered, “just want you to be safe. i’m sorry i wasn’t by your side at the time of the attack.”

with every second that passed, you began to regain consciousness and awareness. he was guilty for not being with you? you spoke your mind, “that wasn’t your fault, jay. you should know that,” you continued, “are you okay? any injuries?”

he stood silent for a second, wondering whether or not he should’ve told you about viktor’s major injuries. he decided against it, “i’m okay, no injuries.” he paused his hand movements, “i thought i was going to lose you. i’m glad you woke up, i almost thought you wouldn’t for a second, maybe you had a concussion or something of some sort.”

your heart warmed, “i didn’t know i was that important to you,” you smiled and tried to take your mind off the pain, “i love you, jayce. you always look out for everyone. a lot of people do that, or try to, but the way you do it is more.. genuine, i feel like.” you continued after you paused to think about your words, “thank you for being who you are.”

tears began to spring in the brunette’s eyes, as it’s been a while since someone’s been emotionally intimate with him. were you lying? no, there’s no way, and you weren’t out of it either, maybe just a little tired.

he stated, “i love you, y/n, but i think maybe we should stay together for the time being in case one of us needs to save the other.”

the joke emitted laughter from you, but you both knew you needed to stand by each other as if you didn’t, it could cost you your lives.

hi! sorry this took so long, i had bad writers block but im back and trying to write more! hope u like it! i’m so glad you like my writing, too. ❤️