starrysam

Kirideku

Deku sat on his bed, nervously muttering. Earlier that day, Kirishima had walked up to him with the brightest smile and suggested they go to the movies. What if it's a date? People usually go to the movies for dates right? But he could also just mean it as a friend hang-out and Kirishima's really close to his friends. He's always really close to his squad, he probably likes one of them. Like I have a chance, Midoriya started muttering.

Deku took a deep breath and collected himself, changing into something nicer than his all-might tank top and shorts. Then he walked to the common room and waited for Kirishima to meet him there at three.

Kirishima was freaking out, ranting to Bakugou. "Oh my god. I never should have asked him out. He probably sees it as a friend hang-out because that's what he wants to see."

"Tch. Then you should have been clearer. He just... doesn't see himself as on the same level as everyone else." Bakugou grumbled, pushing Kirishima out of his room.

"Nooooooo." Kirishima whined.

"Just get out there, you'll keep him waiting." Bakugou slammed his door.

"Rude." Kirishima pouted.

Deku was freaking out, it was three ten... did Kirishima ditch him? No, he wouldn't do that.

Then Kirishima walked out into the common room, eyes seeming to light up when he saw Deku.

"Hey, Midoriya are you ready? I hope I didn't keep you waiting." Kirishima rubbed the back of his hair.

"No." Izuku breathed.

"Liar." Kirishima muttered.

"Hey!" Izuku elbowed him.

Kirishima laughed and held out his hand, "Pfft, let's go."

They walked to the theatre smiling, hand in hand swinging them at their sides.

Izuku laughed at a story Kirishima told, "Wow is that really how it happened, Eijirou?"