[j-ador]

[ua-redriot]

🐚 There is a knock on his dormitory door.

There’s scrambling heard behind the door, a ruffling of clothes being adjusted and the door is opened carefully. He’s dressed in skinny jeans and a red tanktop. There are shirts piled up by his bed and strewn around the room. 

“Hey..!”

[ua-kikuchi]

As soon as the door opens, she stretches one of her hands out. Its a simple, rectangular box, with golden foil lining, and a small red bow on top.

“…Take it.” Her voice is sharp as always, and her gaze impassive, even if there is the lightest tint to her cheeks.

[ua-redriot]

An uncontrollable smile creeps its way up his face and he looks away, shaking his head. There’s so many things he has to say, but she’d probably get mad… well, what the hell.

“Thank you…” he mumbles something about her being cute and carefully takes the box, making sure to graze her hand. He can’t wait for white day. 

[ua-kikuchi]

She promptly ignores his mumbling, as to not perpetuate the heat under her skin.

"Had a swiss chocolatier craft them. The ones shaped like rock formations have salted caramel on them."

She huffs, nods, and promptly marches away, the corridor her runway.

[ua-redriot]

🐚 There is a knock on his dormitory door.

There’s scrambling heard behind the door, a ruffling of clothes being adjusted and the door is opened carefully. He’s dressed in skinny jeans and a red tanktop. There are shirts piled up by his bed and strewn around the room. 

“Hey..!”

[ua-kikuchi]

As soon as the door opens, she stretches one of her hands out. Its a simple, rectangular box, with golden foil lining, and a small red bow on top.

"...Take it." Her voice is sharp as always, and her gaze impassive, even if there is the lightest tint to her cheeks.

[ari-kanon]

Fairy Sweet White Heart Earrings

[ua-monoma]

[[ merry christmas to my precious lil darling @ua-redriot, i’m your secret santa this year!!! i hope you like this lil amv in your honor ;3 also featuring my love @ua-kikuchi!!! you’re both cute and wonderful and i wuv you 💙 ]]

[ua-kikuchi]

*a pearlescent gift box with a shimmering pink ribbon on top is left at kikuchi’s door. Inside the box contains a Galaxy Enchanted Rose that is covered by a glass dome and is completely glistening when lit up.* - (ua-fetti)

[She blinks a couple of times at the present.

Something in her gaze betrays the impassive demeanor she always wears.

.

.

She places the gift atop her bathroom counter. ]

[pinkakuma]

@zeewipark 

[ua-redriot]

@ua-kikuchi

[chandelyer-deactivated20241003]

Marchesa prefall 2020

[nova-stims]

https://www.instagram.com/p/B37N9rsHkf6/

[ua-kikuchi]

What’s your favorite go to lunch?

Crepes.

[ua-kikuchi]

Do you have any friends?

My sister, Zaika.

And perhaps...one other.

[ua-redriot]

Are you okay? Break-ups are hard :(

Mhm... thanks anon. I've been seeing Kiku a lot more and she's helping a lot. :)

[ua-kikuchi]

Of course.

[ari-kanon]

Fairy Sweet White Heart Earrings

[sunkissedandbronzed]

via pinterest

[ua-redriot]

Kirishima was oddly looking forward to seeing Kikuchi. He'd only ever talked to her over text, but when she asked him to come and model for her today, he couldn't decline. Because of her high class ... being? He knew that he had to impress her. Like when his mom was invited to Yaoyorozu family dinners and they all had to dress nicely.

He'd made a big mess all over the floor of clothes and uncertainty, but he finally decided on an outfit. White button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbow, first two buttons undone showing a necklace with nothing on it (it had a charm but he lost it somewhere), skinny jeans and black shoes. He also wasn't sure on whether to slick back his hair or not, so he decided not to. Just in case the stylists have a harder time that way...

The text message that he'd gotten was pretty brief: "Kikuchi Oki: I'll be waiting in a black car by the gates, Saturday, 5pm. Be there." It was.. 4:56! He grabbed his phone and wallet and ran, almost forgetting to shut the door on his way out.

(( @ua-kikuchi ))

[ua-kikuchi]

Kikuchi never waited outside of the car. Not only it could be dangerous for someone with a high profile like her, but it was tedious and betrayed the act of hiding emotions. Standing outside implied anxiousness, eagerness to see whoever was arriving. And as a good negotiator, she always refused to wear less than a poker face.

She checked her phone for the time and tsk's, flicking her hair over her shoulder. He was late. At this point in time, were it anyone else, she'd give the order to leave, and the promise would be off.

But not this time.

As she rolled down the window she could see a red haired figure sprinting towards the gates, and raised a brow. Ah. At least he was self aware that he was late.

"Its 5:02, Kirishima." She tells him in a louder tone, huffing through her nose. As he approaches the car, she opens the door for him from the inside and takes a good look at his figure, seeing the way he's dressed. Its simple yet.....absolutely effective. Betraying her usual poker face, she allows her gaze to soften and her teeth to gently bite and graze her lower lip - a calculated demonstration, one she hoped he'd see.

[ua-redriot]

Kirishima hadn't ran that fast in a long time, including during classes. This urge to impress her was more than just because of her class and esteem, and more for a deeply buried emotion that he couldn't quite discern.

"Ah, I'm sorry! Really sorry! I hope I can make it up to you sometime! "

He was surprised to say the least, she seemed that much softer in real life compared to her profile picture in the group chat. She seemed like she'd be a lot colder and sterner, but so far she seems relaxed with his prescence - something he's glad to see. She even gives him a cute look, an attempt to hide a smile? Whatever it was, it worked.

Kirishima caught his breath quickly, a pro to the hero studies and hobbies. He put his hand on top of the car, leaning slightly towards her and slides into the seat next to her. Buckling up, he leans over to her side and whispers something while grinning.

"You look nice."

[ua-kikuchi]

"Thank you." She responds with ease, out loud. "So do you, which, I must say, surprised me."

Kikuchi flicks her fingers ahead of herself and wordlessly, the driver begins taking them to the destination, leaving UA behind. Although a blush is not visible on her face, she knows her heart is palpitating a little quicker.

"I will be introducing you to the director for the new line shoot. I'm sure she shares the same eye for detail that I possess, and will certainly take a few starting, profile pictures of you to study which clothes would best suit you. It will be not too long of an affair, but for an inexperienced person like you it can be quite tedious."

She pauses, and flicks her gaze, beneath her ever present frown, towards Kirishima.

"Afterwards, you will come to dinner with me. I have all the contracts for you to sign, if you choose to model for me after all. They can be looked over the course of a fine meal."

She folds her perfect manicured hands over her skirt, and flicks her gaze to outside the window.

[ua-redriot]

Kirishima grins at her compliment - something surely high of her, even if it was twisted with an insult. She said it loud and clearly - something he definitely admired. 

“Profile pictures huh? So I could use it for the group chat?” He sticks his tongue out through his teeth, showing that he’s joking. Just in case yknow... she doesn’t get that he’s joking. Why is he so nervous what....

He notices her frown and makes sure to note that he has to make her smile today, even for a second. He’s not sure how, but it’s gonna happen. It’s his number one goal!

“Woah... a dinner and everything! I’m looking forward to it! And I don’t see a reason why I wouldn’t model for you, Kikuchi! If you say I’m a perfect fit, then it’s a definite!”

Something catches his eye out of the window, a billboard? Of the exact same company in which he’s going to, with a cute girl too! 

He still can’t shake the feeling of nervousness, a jittery feeling in his stomach that lingers like carbonation. It’d be because he’s modelling for the first time right? Showing off his body and being confident... Same old, same old. He hopes that the mask he uses isn’t worn out yet. 

[ua-kikuchi]

"If you so desire, by all means." She dismisses the joke with an approval, flourishing her fingers. He was so youthful and spirited, it was...refreshing, if still somewhat alien to her.

Kikuchi risks a glance at Kirishima and is relieved to find him looking outside at a billboard. Its endearing, in a way. Her lips curl into a small smile.

"I'm glad you agree with me." Her tone is softer this time. "You'll also receive payment for the modeling, if you decide its a one-time job. If you don't, you could receive monthly pay for many more shoots."

Her gaze is fixed on him now, even if he turns to look at her. She smiles, a rather captivating one.

"I know you have your own goals for the future, your own.... thing, going on." She purrs, voice like velvet and silk. The way she says "thing" makes it seem she's talking about something else entirely. "But you know what...."

[ua-redriot]

She's very calm and collected, something that was rare in his life. Growing up with siblings, the hero course full of characters, the constantly noisy gym - it's not often that he gets a moment of peace. It's nice.

As she softens her tone, he turns to look at her. And as she mentions payment, his eyes light up. One money equals many gym subscriptions... and maybe some nice dinners.

Her smile is gorgeous, and he changes his natural grin to something more natural, slightly lopsided but one that drips of warmth and happiness. His eyes become softer and a look of pure joy embodies itself within them. Not many people get to see this side of him anymore.

He kinda giggles at this, as he almost takes it as passive jealousy. His posture relaxes and it's almost as if he's under a spell.

"I know what....?"

[ua-kikuchi]

She reaches for his thigh, resting her hand lightly over it. He feels warm, even through the pants he was wearing. Kikuchi is impressed. But, to the point...

She looks up at his smile - he looks like summer does, warm, easy, relaxed. His smile is an invitation. Kikuchi shifts to turn her body and face him properly.

"I can offer you so much more." She purrs, her hand weighing further down on his muscle. "More than you have- what you deserve." She smiles, not showing her teeth, looking smug and expectant.

[evermore-fashion]

Rara Avis “Floral Paradise” Bridal Collection

[ua-redriot]

Kirishima was oddly looking forward to seeing Kikuchi. He'd only ever talked to her over text, but when she asked him to come and model for her today, he couldn't decline. Because of her high class ... being? He knew that he had to impress her. Like when his mom was invited to Yaoyorozu family dinners and they all had to dress nicely.

He'd made a big mess all over the floor of clothes and uncertainty, but he finally decided on an outfit. White button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbow, first two buttons undone showing a necklace with nothing on it (it had a charm but he lost it somewhere), skinny jeans and black shoes. He also wasn't sure on whether to slick back his hair or not, so he decided not to. Just in case the stylists have a harder time that way...

The text message that he'd gotten was pretty brief: "Kikuchi Oki: I'll be waiting in a black car by the gates, Saturday, 5pm. Be there." It was.. 4:56! He grabbed his phone and wallet and ran, almost forgetting to shut the door on his way out.

(( @ua-kikuchi ))

[ua-kikuchi]

Kikuchi never waited outside of the car. Not only it could be dangerous for someone with a high profile like her, but it was tedious and betrayed the act of hiding emotions. Standing outside implied anxiousness, eagerness to see whoever was arriving. And as a good negotiator, she always refused to wear less than a poker face.

She checked her phone for the time and tsk's, flicking her hair over her shoulder. He was late. At this point in time, were it anyone else, she'd give the order to leave, and the promise would be off.

But not this time.

As she rolled down the window she could see a red haired figure sprinting towards the gates, and raised a brow. Ah. At least he was self aware that he was late.

"Its 5:02, Kirishima." She tells him in a louder tone, huffing through her nose. As he approaches the car, she opens the door for him from the inside and takes a good look at his figure, seeing the way he's dressed. Its simple yet.....absolutely effective. Betraying her usual poker face, she allows her gaze to soften and her teeth to gently bite and graze her lower lip - a calculated demonstration, one she hoped he'd see.

[ua-redriot]

Kirishima hadn't ran that fast in a long time, including during classes. This urge to impress her was more than just because of her class and esteem, and more for a deeply buried emotion that he couldn't quite discern.

"Ah, I'm sorry! Really sorry! I hope I can make it up to you sometime! "

He was surprised to say the least, she seemed that much softer in real life compared to her profile picture in the group chat. She seemed like she'd be a lot colder and sterner, but so far she seems relaxed with his prescence - something he's glad to see. She even gives him a cute look, an attempt to hide a smile? Whatever it was, it worked.

Kirishima caught his breath quickly, a pro to the hero studies and hobbies. He put his hand on top of the car, leaning slightly towards her and slides into the seat next to her. Buckling up, he leans over to her side and whispers something while grinning.

"You look nice."

[ua-kikuchi]

"Thank you." She responds with ease, out loud. "So do you, which, I must say, surprised me."

Kikuchi flicks her fingers ahead of herself and wordlessly, the driver begins taking them to the destination, leaving UA behind. Although a blush is not visible on her face, she knows her heart is palpitating a little quicker.

"I will be introducing you to the director for the new line shoot. I'm sure she shares the same eye for detail that I possess, and will certainly take a few starting, profile pictures of you to study which clothes would best suit you. It will be not too long of an affair, but for an inexperienced person like you it can be quite tedious."

She pauses, and flicks her gaze, beneath her ever present frown, towards Kirishima.

"Afterwards, you will come to dinner with me. I have all the contracts for you to sign, if you choose to model for me after all. They can be looked over the course of a fine meal."

She folds her perfect manicured hands over her skirt, and flicks her gaze to outside the window.

[ua-redriot]

Kirishima grins at her compliment - something surely high of her, even if it was twisted with an insult. She said it loud and clearly - something he definitely admired. 

“Profile pictures huh? So I could use it for the group chat?” He sticks his tongue out through his teeth, showing that he’s joking. Just in case yknow... she doesn’t get that he’s joking. Why is he so nervous what....

He notices her frown and makes sure to note that he has to make her smile today, even for a second. He’s not sure how, but it’s gonna happen. It’s his number one goal!

“Woah... a dinner and everything! I’m looking forward to it! And I don’t see a reason why I wouldn’t model for you, Kikuchi! If you say I’m a perfect fit, then it’s a definite!”

Something catches his eye out of the window, a billboard? Of the exact same company in which he’s going to, with a cute girl too! 

He still can’t shake the feeling of nervousness, a jittery feeling in his stomach that lingers like carbonation. It’d be because he’s modelling for the first time right? Showing off his body and being confident... Same old, same old. He hopes that the mask he uses isn’t worn out yet. 

[ua-kikuchi]

"If you so desire, by all means." She dismisses the joke with an approval, flourishing her fingers. He was so youthful and spirited, it was...refreshing, if still somewhat alien to her.

Kikuchi risks a glance at Kirishima and is relieved to find him looking outside at a billboard. Its endearing, in a way. Her lips curl into a small smile.

"I'm glad you agree with me." Her tone is softer this time. "You'll also receive payment for the modeling, if you decide its a one-time job. If you don't, you could receive monthly pay for many more shoots."

Her gaze is fixed on him now, even if he turns to look at her. She smiles, a rather captivating one.

"I know you have your own goals for the future, your own.... thing, going on." She purrs, voice like velvet and silk. The way she says "thing" makes it seem she's talking about something else entirely. "But you know what...."