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Red Riot was sat in a panel, sitting back alongside his high-school friends, who remained his best friends to this very day. Dynamight, Cellophane, Charge-bolt and Red Riot, all sat together like it was a reunion.
As Dynamight sat there, staring out ahead, completely bored out of his mind, Red Riot nudged him a few times, giggling profusely. Kirishima had lifted his left hand to give Dynamight a very strong shoulder slap, not too high but high enough for someone in the crowd to spot something.
As soon as a fan spotted something on Kirishima’s finger, they took no time in rushing over to where the mic was, skidding down the line, jumping up and down with such excitement.
The heroes could spot this even if it was a distance away from the sudden movement and the rapid speed of energy in this young fan.
They dashed to grab the mic, only causing some looks of confusion from other people in the audience and some weird looks from some of the heroes on stage.
“Red Riot!” The fan squeaked out, huffing and puffing from having to squeeze past many and dash to the mic.
“Yes?” Kirishima said leaning closer to his mic, with an eyebrow raised, slightly bewildered at what the fan was about to say.
“I saw a ring!” The fan huffed out, “On your ring finger!” They added, causing a sudden uprise of noise from the audience.
“Who’s the lucky person?” The fan questioned.
All eyes were attached to Kirishima now, as he sat there, totally in shock as to what just happened.
He had been married for a few months now, but no one had raised any sort of concern towards the sudden ring on his finger. Neither had he announced he was dating anyone let alone announcing that he was married to anyone.
“How long have you been married?” Another unknown fan exclaimed, curious to know when their favourite hero tied the knot and how it had never been noticed or bought up until now.
“I’ve been married for 6 months now.” He replied, still in utter shock. He wasn’t planning on telling anyone in the media who his spouse was.
“Is it Dynamight?!?” Another fan shrieked, causing Kirishima to start chuckling profusely and Bakugou to start shouting at the fan to “shut up before he blows them to hell.”
“Is it Pinky??” Another fan screamed, causing another uproar from the audience.
“My wife isn’t a hero,” Kirishima answered, wiping a tear from how hard he was laughing.
“Will we ever get to see her?” Another fan questioned, jumping up from the crowd to gain some attention from their fellow heroes.
Before Kirishima could answer, Kaminari replied instead.
“She is SO pretty, you guys are missing out,” Kaminari smirked, which led to the audience getting even louder at the second.
“Kaminari!” Kirishima glared at Kaminari, Kaminari was only looking to add fire to an already very roused flame.
“She’s someone that would never get with Bakugou, so she’s got good taste.” Hanta quickly slid in and as soon as Bakugou heard those words he jumped up, shouting at Hanta, threatening to end him.
“Who was at your wedding?” Another fan shouted, jumping up and down like some others with such energy.
“My family, my friends, so some of the pro-heroes and other people and her family and friends.” He replied, smiling so sweetly in remembrance of his wedding; he loved every second of it.
When you walked down towards him, when you smiled at him with such love-struck eyes, when you fed him cake. He did love the cake, which you had picked.
“Who does she like the most??” A fan inquired, causing Kirishima to raise his eyebrows and laugh.
“Me, of course!” Kirishima swiftly replied, smirking so proudly.
“They mean who does she like the most out of the heroes, dumbass. Not including you, because that is cheating.” Dynamight scoffed to himself, watching how his best friend’s eyes gleamed with such excitement whenever he mentioned his wife.
“Deku, obviously.” Hanta laughed, kicking his chair backwards.
“She asked for MY autograph, not that stupid nerds.” Dynamight rolled his eyes, folding his arms.
It was true, you did ask Dynamight for his autograph during your wedding, which he agreed to since it was your wedding. He smirked and warned you that you were only getting his autograph today because it was your “big day”.
“You do realise she asked for Deku’s autograph way before yours?” Kaminari furrowed his eyebrows, trying to suppress the laughter bubbling inside, along with Hanta laughing so hard he was slapping the table.
“That’s because that green nerd is the number one hero. BUT NOT FOR LONG. YOU HEAR THAT, I WILL BE THE NUMBER ONE HERO!” He shouted through the mic, glaring at the camera as if Midoriya was watching the panel live, which he probably was.
“She likes all the heroes equally, well that’s what she says to me. But if she did have a favourite, it would have to be me and me only, of course!” Kirishima chuckled, sitting back in his seat and remembering that you were most likely awake right now, watching this panel live on a main channel.
“I mean, how much Red Riot merch has she ever bought?” Hanta raised an eyebrow, as the rest of the heroes and audience glanced at Kirishima, who went slightly red.
“Two…” He mumbled, “BUT, that’s because I normally get it for free and she doesn’t like buying the same things twice!” He defended himself, attempting to look proud.
“How much merch has she got of our collection?” Kaminari smirked, feeling quite mischievous. Kirishima rolled his eyes, with a tender smile on his face. “She’s only got loads because you guys send boxes full of your merch.”
He remembers the first time Kaminari got his first-ever merch collection. He got sent a huge box filled with every single item in that collection from clothes to accessories to figure's. He vaguely remembers on the box, there was a note saying “Mr and Mrs Kirishima, my favourite couple.” with a large, symmetrical smiley face.
It was also very funny because you started to laugh when you saw the note since you didn’t take Kirishima as your last name and Kaminari was very aware of that.
He also remembers when Hanta sent his whole line of merch, you smiled and sent him a sweet message from Kirishima’s phone.
He remembers like it was yesterday when you got Bakugou’s merch line. He remembers calling Bakugou at the time and you realised he was on the phone, you moved closer to Kirishima, poking him on the shoulder, smiling so eagerly. He remembers you giving him a delicate kiss on the forehead and sneakily taking the phone from his hand as you pecked him with one last kiss, before scurrying off with the phone.
He wasn’t sure what you said to Bakugou to convince him to send you his whole merch line, but the next day, it arrived. You jumped up and down, started to twirl, seized Kirishima’s phone and sent him a big “THANK YOU” from Kirishima to Bakugou.
So maybe you were a bit of a Dynamight fan, or maybe you were only super joyful because Bakugou isn’t the type to give out many signatures and it is very rare to buy all of his merch.
Kirishima was slapped back out of the memory lane by Bakugou, who then told him the panel was over and it was time to head back.
He smiled to himself so cheerfully as he realised he would get to see you since he left quite early when you were still asleep, but now it was noon and you were most definitely awake.
He could tell because as soon as he reached for his phone, he saw the raid of messages from you.
“Wow, either she is very happy or she is about to strangle you at home.” Kaminari laughed, slapping Kirishima on the back and moving towards the exit.
He quickly scrolled through the messages hastily, before sending an “I love you” to you. He hadn’t even read the messages properly to understand what you were sending, but he was very aware that you weren’t one to spam him.
“Why don’t you guys all come round mine?” Kirishima perked up, smiling with a hesitant look.
“Sure.” Hanta shrugged his shoulders, before jumping into his car, along with Kaminari who decided to go along and sit in the passenger seat of Hanta’s car.
“I’ll come, just to see you get beaten,” Bakugou smirked. “Aw, thanks blasty. You are the sweetest.” Kirishima replied with a fake sickly voice sarcastically.
Kirishima jumped into his car, starting the engine and turning out of the car park at the back of the building. With Hanta, Kaminari and Bakugou following him from behind, he started to message you a little warning that those three would be coming to the house.
He didn’t want to make you upset by not telling you his friends were coming over.
The drive was shorter than expected, most likely because he was freaking out due to your reaction. He parked his car further up the drive so that Bakugou and Hanta could squeeze their cars in behind.
He pulled out his keys, hesitantly unlocking the door as the other three were just turning onto his drive.
“I’m home!” He shouted but was met with silence. Normally you would come rushing down the stairs and usher him into the kitchen, because he always came back home very hungry, or sometimes you would peek through the top of the stairs and glance down to see your husband, taking up the whole doorway.
He found it slightly strange, thus going to investigate, he peeked into the kitchen, the bathroom, the living room and lastly found himself outside the room that you two shared.
He knocked twice, not wanting to disturb you in case you were busy or sleeping, but he knew that you were awake because you had just seen his message 10 minutes ago.
As soon as he heard a hum from inside, he opened the door and looked around to see you pushing down your clothes, implying that you had just gotten ready.
“Hi.” You glanced at him, with a small smile starting to form on your face.
“Hi, cutie.” He replied, with a gentle smile, moving closer to you by the second, until he stood right in front of you.
“The panel was quite interesting to watch.” You smiled more cheerfully now, watching as your poor husband’s face started to grow red.
“Well… I wasn’t expecting any of that to happen, can you blame me?” He drew his hands closer to you, reaching for your cheeks to pull them closer into a kiss.
However, you had other plans. You stopped him in his tracks, looking deep into his eyes with a much more serious glare now.
And it freaked him out.
His eyes widened and he looked far more terrified than he did.
“Eijirou.” You spoke to him with a stern voice, a voice that you rarely used unless you were telling him off. He watched your eyes stare into his and he could already feel the pool of sweat on his forehead.
“Do you want to know who my favourite hero is?” You pushed forward to whisper into his ear teasingly and carefully pulled back to see his facial expression change slightly to a more surprising one.
“Yes..” He whispered, feeling a little embarrassed as his cheeks started to get red.
You hummed to yourself, acting out the action of thinking, by looking around you and staring intensely at your table that was filled with Red Riot merch.
Eijirou had caught onto this, turning back to try and glimpse at whatever you were looking at.
However you swiftly stopped him, gently pulling his face and his eyes back onto you, before replying softly with, “It’s the sturdy hero, Red Riot.”
“But of course, you mustn’t ever tell Red Riot that.” You giggled, watching Eijirou smile so brightly, moving much closer to draw you into a bear hug.
“Red Riot will never know he’s your favourite hero, but I am sure he will be extremely honoured if he were to mysteriously find out!” Kirishima answered, grinning much more heartily now, before giving you a soothing kiss.