School's Calendar Of Activities (kiribaku au)

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"You- what's the fucking idea of sending that text huh?! he walks up to Takami, finally spotted him after a week of hunting him down.

Today was the try out for basketball, Kotomi wants to see how her classmate Tetsu will do- but probably a lie just to watch Takami play.

"Chill brother, I don't know what you we're talking about." Takami had the fucking nerve to lie on his face.

Bakugou found out that somehow Kotomi and Takami had exchanged numbers- just because when he went to her house for a cooking lesson that he agreed to teach her- her phone on the counter dings, and she didn't notice as she was busy decorating the cupcakes- Kotomi's phone doesn't have a passcode- saying its a drag to type a code or even use face recognition when she is driving so she removes it- Bakugou accidentally reads Takami's message to his sister.

SDA Takami:
My basketball jersey uniform looks nice, but I'd bet it'd look even nicer on your bedroom floor.

He didn't know what was the boiling sound coming from after reading that, from the kettle or from his head.

So now he finally corned him- knowing Takami is going to be present at the basketabll try outs-

"Don't fucking play dumb on me!"

"Ah- Kotomi mentioned you have read my message to her, don't worry I haven't done anything to her yet.."

"Yet?! The fuck do you mean yet- What the fuck-?!" he turns around as he felt someone grabbed his arm then next thing he knew he was dripping wet, sticky fruity orange juice spilled all over his clothes and his hair.

"Bakugou I'm so sorry-"

"You-" Bakugou saw Kirishima holding a cup of orange juice, almost empty.

"Why are you fighting with senpai dude?!"

This looks like a fight? It was just a getting to know his potential murder victim!

"HA? I was not!"

"What are you even doing in here bro! You aren't in sports club!"

To watch you play dumb shitty hair!

"I was gonna watch the fucking try outs but now I cant because of some shitty haired guy my hair now smells like citrus and now my uniform is painted fucking orange."

"Come with me-"

"HA?"

Kirishima takes Bakugou's wrist and drags him to the locker room.

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"Strip." Kirishima ordered, proceed to quickly unbuttoning his uniform , now his full wet torso was on display.

Bakugou almost chokes

Kirishima turns to look at him, then uses his wet uniform to cover himself- "uhm-I mean we are both wet right now.."

Bakugou cringed at his words- well his uniform wasn't the only thing wet on his part.

"Oh my god I me-mean wet wet not that kind of wet.."

"Here" Kirishima tossed Bakugou a red jersey.

"Wash your hair then wear that, I have no time-" Kirishima puts on his spare white top jersey, "uhm could you?" then gesture for him to turn around-ah he'll change his shorts.

So Bakugou turns around-and quickly realized the fucking mistake. In front of him was big ass mirror. So he could clearly see himself and the idiot behind him through it, he was about to turn around and say 'idiot theres a mirror' but when Kirishima finally undo his pants, revealing his short tight red boxers, that hugs that thick thighs and huge dick so perfectly- well, RIP Bakugou Katsuki, you'll be missed. He really wanted to close his eyes but how can you when your eyes could feast a whole fucking meal. Bon apple teeth.