What If I Jumped? (Kiribaku)

• Chapter Twelve •

Bakugo's pov

The time is now 8:15 at night. Still Saturday.

I finally apologized to Kiri. The amount of relief I got when he said that we were still okay was immense. I did mean it when I tried to say I was sorry. Though, I still did what I did.

I was scared. Really scared. Because of the things I said on that day. What I did to him and what I told him, I was scared that he would hate himself. And after recently learning that he self harms, I was scared he'd do something bad...

So I thought out random ideas in my head that could only take place once we made up, which I'm glad we did. I thought that since he said he liked our kiss, he could kiss me once a week, but it got changed to once a day, only we're alone.

He agreed, which gave me mixed feelings about my choices, but I shrugged them off. All that matters right now is that Kiri is happy, and that he is okay.

"Hey Baku!" Fingers clicked in front of my face, snapping me out of my trance, "Are you still watching the film?"

"Y-yeah, sorry. I just got a bit distracted~"

He pulled me close to him on the couch. We were sitting next to eachother with my head on his shoulder and his arm around my waist. The movie was actually really good, it was called step brothers, I think.

Me and kirishima had both had our dinner by this time, and so we decided to just lounge around.

By the time the film ended, kirishima was asleep. I took a long look at his face as if it was the last time I was ever going to see him. He looked heavenly.

I stood up and stretched, then reaching out to carry Kiri bridal style up the stairs, making sure to not be too loud so that he'd stay asleep. I reached his room and lightly kicked the door that was a quarter way open and watched it touch the wall quietly.

I snuck in and placed him on the bed, tucking the covers over him. He was still asleep and snoring softly. I wished this moment could last longer. Though I soon felt tired too and silently crawled into bed next to him, holding his hands because he didn't wanna wake kirishima by hugging him.

I fell into a dream soon enough, I can't quite recall what about. All I know is that I loved it.

•••

When we both woke up, the time was 7:00am, as kirishima had set an alarm on his phone. He shot right up as soon as the ringing started.

"Get up, get up, get up!" He sung, happily.

"Why, why, why?" I answered back, tired.

"Because we have to be at the train station by 10 and we haven't packed."

I shot up then too. We instantly got our bags and whatever we had on us, packing it away and putting them on the downstairs couch for when we leave.

"Do you wanna have breakfast now? Or should we have it on the train?" He asked me.

"Have it on the train. We still gotta get dressed, and actually head to the station."

He nodded.

At the same time, we walked to his room and changed fast, I was looking away from Kiri since I knew he didn't like me staring.

"Also, I came up with a cover up story for the bruises!"

I saddened a fraction, "Yeah, what's that?"