all of kirishima’s hard work has gone down the drain.
the moment he sees you walk out of the house, sunglasses atop your head, swimsuit covering almost nothing, he knows he’s screwed.
for three years now, kirishima has tried to stay away from you, his best friends little sister. he’s courted woman after woman (all of them resembling you a little more than the last), refused sleepovers and hangouts—even walked the other way when he saw you out in public!
he knows he’s being a dickhead, but he can’t get involved with you; it breaks the most basic rule of bro code! katsuki would never talk to him again if his feelings were revealed. that, kirishima is sure of.
but now, on the third week of summer, all of his hard work (avoiding you and praying to the god he only half believes in) has gone down the drain. he’s practically drooling over you—he knows it. he can’t hide his staring or the look on his face.
and when you smile at him, bro code swirls down the drain as well. how can he even think of following those stupid rules when you’re standing right in front of him, looking up at him like he’s the only person you’ve ever seen?
kirishima is screwed, and he can’t find it in himself to care.