Secrets

Deciding

A new morning, a new day, a fresh punching bag pulled from the corner of the room and thoroughly being beaten.
It swung back and forth, throwing punches only for them to be dodged at each swing.
Kirishima grunted as he went for a gut shot, knocking the punching back off its hook where it then toppled against the window and slumped down to the floor.
He sighed and stepped to it, picking it up before clipping it back on its holster.
Before getting chance to evaluate what to do next he heard the door open and glanced over instinctively.
Aizawa stood there, dressed with his scalf and robes.

"I see you've recovered well" he stated

"Oh, yes Aizawa sir" Kirishima smiled in response.

"Do you think you're alright for lesson?" Aizawa questioned

"I don't know about that sir" he chuckled nervously, only gaining a glare back at his failed attempt to flunk class.

"If you can walk you can learn, no excuses"

He whimpered slightly and pouted before nodding, not exactly having a choice in the matter.
As Aizawa left Kirishima mocked him,  dropping his hands by his side and gripping his shorts.

Once he was left in silence he gently corressed his collarbone and bit at his lip.

"God damn it" he thought once taking off his shirt, replacing it with his school clothing as he did with the rest of his body

After doing so he walked out from his dorm and down the hall, fiddling with the bandages in his hair and carefully pulling them out.
There was no use for them now, plus, they obstructed his vision and hairstyle.
Before going downstairs he tossed them into a bin and ruffled his hair back up to its usual spiky standard.

Everyone else appeared to be already up and having breakfast, leaving Kirishima to help himself to the food and hurry along to join the group.
Miraculously Bakugou wasn't sat at any of the tables, so, as a fall back he went and sat by Kaminari.

"Hey bro, nice to see you up and walking!" He smiled

Kirishima chuckled and sat down, taking into consideration who else was seated there.

Midoriya looked tired, muttering to himself while Uraraka encouraged him to eat.

"What's up Deku?" Todoroki questioned

The boy made no attempt to respond, yawning and watching his food.
Uraraka sighed and spoke softly

"Bakugou kept him up last night, kept making a racket in his dorm"

Kirishima chuckled weakly and stared at his food for a moment, suddenly loosing his appetite.
This was very usual, and, Sero noticed almost instantly.

"So did you get in an argument with him or something?" He asked Kirishima.

Out of pure curiosity Midoriya looked upon the table and listened in, as did everyone else.

"What? No uhm...not really" Kirishima stated

"Then what happened! Ooo tell me, tell me!" Mina giggled, intruding.

Kirishima blushed at the thoughts of yesterday, using the excuse of fixing his hair to hide this.

"Oh well uhm...we just talked and...yeah...I wouldn't say he was mad-"
He was stopped by someone's hands gripping his and a voice as cold as the frost building on Todorokis shoulder.

"Hey shitty hair"

Kirishima immediately pulled from the grasp and looked upon Bakugou, stunned of what to say.