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Kirishima Eijirou is absolutely saturated with sweat. He drips from his finger tips to the ground in rivulets. His hair has never been flatter or more attached to his forehead, or worse, his ears. There's sweat going into them.
Gravity can be so unmanly.
He's dragging his steps, not quite sure where's he's going. Training is wrapping up. He thinks he's headed towards the locker room. Sweat stings his eyes. He's kinda wiped, so hardening anything just sounds exhausting.
That's when he feels it.
Cool air.
No, cold air. He clears the sweat from his eyes as he looks around, searching for its source.
And there it is.
Todoroki Shouto stands there with his right arm raised to the sky, creating gusts of icy wind. Kaminari and Mina are basking with matching relieved expressions. The breeze twirls the frost through their hair, down their back, round their legs.
Todoroki notices Kirishima and smiles a little, nods in greeting.
Kirishima's brain now has one goal.
Kirishima walks up to Todoroki, grabs him by the shoulders, and says, "Wall me up like a sim, bro." At Todoroki's blink, he elaborates. "Wind is great, but I wanna be surrounded by ice. I can always pound my way through it if it's too cold." He steps closer to Todoroki. "Dude, please. I need this." He knows he's laying it on thick, but he does not expect what happens to happen.
The ice practically shoves them together, surrounding them. Oh, hold on... They?
Todoroki's blushing and looking to the sky. "Sorry, I-" He cuts himself off. "That is...." He trails off and shuffles his feet.
Holy shit, Todoroki is super cute when flustered! Kirishima is making gorgeous Todoroki flustered? This day ain't bad at all!
Kirishima smiles, wide and inviting. "All good."
Todoroki slowly smiles.