Kirishima POV
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It was the last day of summer vacation, and Denkis sleepover was already in full motion, when Kirishima decided to drag Bakugou into this last minute. When they arrived, they were excited to see everyone, well at least Kirishima was. He was so happy to see everyone. His eyes scanned the room quickly, chuckling when he saw Mina cracking jokes with the others.*
He was suprised by Denki suddenly shoving a hat into his face making him place and object of his inside for a game they were about to play. After that he sat down next to Bakugo on the couch, getting flustered when he noticed his crush was here too.
Sup, shitty hair.* Bakugo says embarrassed by their closeness* Kirishima chuckled nervously and scratched the back of his head. "Hey, Bakugo! It's great to see you here. Ready for some fun?" Kirishima tried to keep a friendly tone, despite his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't help but steal quick glances at you, feeling his face heat up.
Kirishima could tell that Bakugou seemed a bit distant, but he didn't want to push him. Instead, he decided to focus on the game and have a good time. Denki, as the host, gathered everyone together and explained the rules of the game.
"Alright, listen up, everyone!" Denki exclaimed with a mischievous grin. "We're gonna play Seven Minutes in Heaven! We'll take turns drawing an item from this hat, and whoever's item is drawn gets to go into the closet for seven minutes with the person of their choosing!" Kirishima's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but hope that fate would be on his side, that he would end up in the closet with you. He glanced at you, a shy smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Denki continued, "Alright, let's get this show on the road! Who wants to go first?"
Kirishima's hand shot up eagerly. "I'll go first!"
Denki smirked and handed Kirishima the hat. Kirishima took a deep breath and reached inside, feeling his heart race with anticipation. He pulled out a black ring, giving it a small twirl in his hand.
Denki grinned mischievously. "Well, well, Kirishima. Looks like you've got yourself a special someone."
Kirishima's eyes widened as he realized that the black ring meant his turn in the closet with you. He felt a mix of excitement and nervousness swirl inside him. He turned to you, a blush creeping up his cheeks.
"Um, Bakugo," he said, his voice soft. "Would you like to join me in the closet for seven minutes? If you're okay with it, of course." Bakugo blushed fiercely. He walked over to kirishima and whispered. "Yeah I'd like that."
