• Chapter Four •

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Kirishima's pov

It was now Sunday, and I'm cuddled up to Bakugo, at 8:30 in the morning. I blushed a bit at the thought of being next to him. But my mood got ruined when I remember what he said to me yesterday.

He told me he wasn't gay, and then said he didn't like me in that way. And then he said that if I was gay he'd beat me up.

As much as I hate what he said, it didn't change the fact that I am who I am. And that I feel certain feelings for him when I'm around him. But I wouldn't say that I liked him like that.

I fell back to sleep and woke up at around 10 o'clock, this time Bakugo was awake too. Or rather, he was waking up. I was still hugging him in the same position as last night when he started stretching his arms out. He yawned a bit and I pretended to be asleep, snuggling into him a bit more.

Suddenly I felt a hand on my hair, playing with it gently. "So soft~" I heard him whisper. He must actually think I'm still sleeping, because I then felt myself being turned over to face the wall. I mentally whined at the loss of him, but stopped when I felt him wrap his legs around mine, and put his hands around my waist. He put his chin in the crook of my neck and sighed contently.

I blushed so hard, pretty sure that my hair and face were the same colour now, and my heart started beating way faster than it originally was. I guess Bakugo felt my heartbeat, so he put his hand underneath my hoodie, not touching my skin until he sensed my chest, and placed his hand where my heart was.

"You're really warm too," He told me, "I know you're asleep, so I'll say this only now. I really like hugging you, because you're always so warm and happy... I promise I'm going to try and help you through whatever you're going through, shitty hair." He bent his head down to face the back of my neck, kissing it lightly, before returning back to his room.

I was left there alone when he closed my door. Blushing my ass off. I was so happy! But I can't tease him about this because then he'll know that I pretended to be asleep and that I heard what he said. If he knew that, he could block me out and push me away, and that is the last thing I would want...

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Fast forward to Monday. No interactions have happened between me and Bakugo other than yesterday morning, but I'm not complaining. I still thought about him kissing me for the dare, and also yesterday morning on the back of my neck. I was blushing as I was getting my school uniform on too.

Once I was ready to leave, I knocked on Bakugo's door shouting that we have to leave to go to class. He opened his door and glared a bit before walking out and shutting it. He went to the kitchen and grabbed some toast before signalling me to follow him to class. By the time we got into the elevator, he'd finished his toast.

"...Are you not going to eat anything?" He asked me.

I looked at the floor. I can't eat, I'm fat enough as it is. But I can't tell him that, he'll make fun of me, and it isn't manly to tell him what I really feel in this situation, so I just said that I wasn't hungry, and that I would eat later, which gained a weird side look from him. But I brushed it off and exited the elevator when it got to ground floor.

We walked to class with him slouching grumpily, and my arm around his neck.
When we got to our desks, Mr.Aizawa told the class that we had nothing planned today, so we were free to talk and do what we wanted, as long as we didn't leave the classroom and didn't wake him up. Obviously we could leave the classroom to go to the bathroom, or for lunchtime.

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