Only You

The Diner

Bakugo's POV:

Kirishima rushes out of my room. He was flustered about something and was trying to leave as soon as possible...at least that is what it seemed like. I wonder what I did to him? I look over to the door, my right hand rubbing my eye because I still haven't fully woken up. I see something on the ground just in front of my door. I walk over, to get a better view of it and I notice that it is the sweatshirt that I let Kirishima use. He must have dropped it when he was rushing out of my room. I walk over to the sweatshirt, bend down to pick it up, and head out of the door. I should give this to him before he starts wearing those dirty clothes of his and smells. Tch.

I get to his room and pause for a moment. I was about to knock, but decide against it. It will be too much work to have to wait for him. I open the door and walk in and for some reason Kirishima stops changing and freezes. He had just taken off his dirty clothes and he is standing in the middle of the room naked. I walk in further and throw the sweatshirt on the bed. As I take a step forward he covers his body up and turns away from me.

"AHhhhhhhh BAKUGO WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Kirishima screams as he frantically puts on his clothes.

"You dropped my sweatshirt and so I was bringing it over for you." I turn and head closer to the door, "Hurry up, I want to go eat breakfast."

Kirishima finishes putting on his clothes, including my sweatshirt, and we head down to the common area.

As we walk down the stairs, side by side, I can tell that something is wrong with him. He has been acting weird since we woke up. I turn my head to look at the redhead walking beside me and I can see that his entire face is as red as his hair and for whatever reason he didn't put his arm around me like usual.

I open my mouth to start talking, "Uhhh." Kirishima slightly jumps at the sound of my voice, "Did I do something wrong?"

I can see Kirishima's eyes widen when I ask the question and he stops walking. "No."

"So then what is wrong? You have been acting weird all morning?" I ask him from a step down, his eyes still looking away from me.

"Nothing." His voice is quieter and a little higher than usual, but his whole demeanor changes the next instant, "Come on I am super hungry!" His voice is cheery like normal and he puts his arm around my shoulders before he starts walking down the stairs, dragging me along with him. I stumble for a moment before I regain my footing. I look over and see a smile on Kirishima's face. I don't know what he is hiding, but I can see through the facade he just put up. Something must have happened and I will find out.

The rest of the day we spend most of it in my room. No one else stayed at the dorm this weekend, but we didn't want to bring everything down when it was already set up in my room. We play more video games, in which Kirishima sucks at, even though they are all of his games and then after lunch I make him study more. Finals are next week and if he wants to do good he needs to study more and play less video games. I can tell that something was bothering him, the whole time, despite how hard he was trying to act like nothing was wrong.

Around 4 pm I finally work up the courage to do what has been on my mind.

Kirishima's POV:

I am sitting at Bakugo's desk and he is asking me questions. Every time I get it wrong he hits me on my head. I don't know how much more I can take of this. My head is starting to hurt from where he hits me and my brain feels like it is about to short-circuit (Like Kaminari or something). I have never been smart so I barely ever study. This is the longest that I have had to use my brain. Don't get me wrong, I love that Bakugo is helping me, but this is so brutal. He smacks my head again and I frown. My hands cover the top of my head as I look into my lap.