thinking abt kirishima's biceps..
You sit at your black vanity, the mirror decorated with ribbons tied neatly around the edges. The soft glow from the lit-up mirror provides the perfect light as you sift through the disorganized mess of makeup scattered across the table. Products are everywhere—some open, some knocked over.
The quiet click of your dorm door and the soft shuffle of footsteps interrupt you. Kirishima strides in, his crimson hair hastily gathered into a messy man bun, a white towel draped over his shoulder, and the faint scent of sweat rising from his damp gray tank top. He leans down, and before you can react, presses a quick kiss to your cheek.
"Kiri!" you gasp, surprised by his sudden affection.
He chuckles, his eyes crinkling with that familiar playful gleam. "My bad, baby, my bad."
You roll your eyes, but the smile tugging at your lips can’t be hidden. You grab your mauve lip liner and focus on outlining your cupid’s bow with careful precision.
Behind you, Kiri leans in to flex his bicep in the mirror, his muscles bulging as he strikes a showy pose. "Today was arm day at the gym," he says, his voice dripping with pride. "I lifted a new weight today—650 pounds." He flashes you a sharp cheeky grin and lifts his tank top slightly to reveal his searing sweat-glistened abs. "Do I look good, babe?"
You keep your attention on your makeup, pretending to be uninterested. But Kiri knows you well enough to know exactly what he’s doing. He leans closer, flexing his bicep right next to your face, the muscle straining as he beams at you.
"Come on, baby, you gotta appreciate this," he says, voice teasing as he pouts, "I worked hard for these muscles."
You finish your liner and swipe on some gloss, then with a grin, you pull his arm toward you, guiding his flexed bicep to your face. As his flexed bicep presses against you, you smile, pressing soft kisses all over his bulging muscle, the warmth of his skin beneath your lips making your heart race.
"You’re so manly, Kiri," you murmur, your voice playful and flirty. "Look at these muscles… so strong." You kiss the top of his bicep, then trail your glossed lips down his arm.
Kiri’s grin widens, chest puffing up with pride. He watches you with amusement, clearly enjoying the attention. "Yeah?" he says, his voice dropping low in a teasing tone. "Mark up what's yours, babe. They're all yours, you know."
"Oh, I plan to," you tease, a sly smile playing on your lips as you pull back, his arms marked with your kisses. "Who else would be claiming them?" you ask, raising an eyebrow.
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