Standing in the kitchen, Kirishima began making coffee while remaining warm in his pajamas. He’s still half asleep, desperate to remain awake while the early morning sun filtered through the half-opened window blinds. It wasn’t until a pair of warm arms snake their way around his waist from behind that he truly became entranced in the moment. Slowly turning around, Kirishima found you tiredly looking up at him, still holding him in your arms as his own made their way around your form. He took in your sleepy self, eyes half-lidded from just waking up while trying to stay awake, your body clothed in a set of pajamas matching his own, and your hair messy as can be. The longer Kiri looked, the more he began to fall deeper in love with you in every way. If it was up to him, he could have stayed staring at you for the rest of the morning, until you spoke up.