Bakushima Oneshots

Pro Hero Dynamite

(I know it says Ground Zero in the picture. Just pretend it says Dynamite)
Fluff and swearing

(Pov. 3rd person)
Kirishima has had a very long day. Nothing bad happened to him, it's just that school seemed to go on forever.

Now he was finally on his way home to his one-bedroom apartment. On his way home, however, didn't go so smoothly. There was a villain right in front of him, he froze.

He didn't know what to do, he couldn't move. The villain looked at him with the most sadistic smile he has ever seen.

The villain ran straight for him but, before the villain could lay a finger on him, a blast came his way, throwing him into a wall.

Kirishima looked to where the blast came from to see his idol, Dynamite. His heart started to beat so fast, that it felt like it would beat out of his chest.

Dynamite walked up to him. "Oi! Don't fucking freeze up when a villain is running after you." Dynamite yelled.

Kirishima straightened out and said, "sorry." He looked away. Dynamite sighed. "You didn't get fucking hurt right?" Kirishima shook his head. "Good."

With that, Dynamite walked over to the villain, who was unconscious and throw him over his shoulder. "Wait," Kirishima yelled out.

Dynamite turned to look at him.
"C-can I have an autograph or something?" Kirishima really hoped Dynamite could give him the autograph.

"Sure, just make it quick."

Kirishima quickly grabbed his sketchbook and a pen from his backpack and handed them to Dynamite.

Dynamite wrote something and then gave it back. Before Kirishima got to say thanks, Dynamite walked away.

Kirishima looked that his sketchbook and his eyes widened. He couldn't believe his eyes. Was that a phone number?

'Dynamite ##########
Bakugo Katsuki~'

Kirishima ran home. He quickly got changed and sat down on his sofa. He pulled out his phone and put in the number. He gulped before typing something and hit send.

(Bold is Bakugo. Normal is Kirishima.)

Bakugo
Hi? It's the kid you gave your number to. Names Kirishima.
Sup.

(Kirishima squealed.)

So uh. Why did you give me your number anyway?
Who wouldn't give. there number to such a cutie~?

(Kirishima was a blushing mess. This couldn't be happening. Was the Dynamite flirting with him?)

Um. No one has given me their number before.
Well, they're missing. out~

(Kirishima looked at the clock. It was 10 p.m.)