[ No boom... But just as disconcertingly, there's squish beneath the blonde's fingers. Not a lot of squish, of course, because faces sure do have a lot of bone beneath them ( at least his does ), but there's an unmistakable yielding of flesh; Kirishima's aware his nose is squished uncomfortably down towards his lower lip. This time, Kirishima's certain he activated his quirk. How many times have they done this? Hand to face, explosive hand meeting stoney face? Countless by now.
Absolutely stunned silence reigns between the two heroes.
And then the door opens. "Oh, Katsuki, Eijiro, you're finally awake! Well come on, sleepy-heads, you've got a big day ahead of you!" A rather wholesome-looking woman pokes her head through the door, smiling at the two boys locked in paused combat. It doesn't seem to phase her the least little bit.
Kirishima makes to pull his face out of Bakugou's grip to get a better look at her. She knows his name, but he's never met her a day in his life. Still, she seems sweet, so haplessly he offers. ]
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Absolutely stunned silence reigns between the two heroes.
And then the door opens. "Oh, Katsuki, Eijiro, you're finally awake! Well come on, sleepy-heads, you've got a big day ahead of you!" A rather wholesome-looking woman pokes her head through the door, smiling at the two boys locked in paused combat. It doesn't seem to phase her the least little bit.
Kirishima makes to pull his face out of Bakugou's grip to get a better look at her. She knows his name, but he's never met her a day in his life. Still, she seems sweet, so haplessly he offers. ]
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