Binders

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Henlooooo!! Welcome to the first one shot :3

Anygayss, on with the story!! 

P.S. This is a quirkless AU, and they're slightly aged up (around 17)

>.<

It was finally the weekend at UA High, and all students were looking forward to sleeping in, playing games, or going shopping to the mall. It had been a long week for all of them, especially with finals coming up, they've been studying non-stop, so it was nice to have one free day where they get to do absolutely nothing.

Which brings us to one particular, angsty teenager who had just entered the common room, in search of a particular redhead.

"Oi, Dunce face." Bakugo grumbled as he approached the unsuspecting student.  

Kaminari looked up from his Nintendo in surprise, once he saw that it was Bakugo, he offered him a smile and a small wave.

"Eyyy, Bakubro! What can I help you with?" 

"Do you know where the fuck Hair for Brains is?" He asked and shoved his hands in his pockets, feeling a little bit inferior about asking a question as simple as that.

"Oh, you mean Kiribro. I think he's in his room, but  he's probably asleep still."

Without another word, the ash blonde sharply turned around and began stomping in the direction of the elevator.

"You're welcome!"

>.<

Moments later, he was finally stood in front of Kirishima's room. He decided to just fuck it and kicked the door open without giving Kirishima any warning.

What he saw was something... Well, something he wasn't prepared to see.

Frozen in his spot was Kirishima, his hands were on his not so flat chest, and he seems to be adjusting them in what looks like a chest binder.

Both boys stared at each other in silence, none of them really knew what to say.

Just as Kirishima opened his mouth to say something, Bakugo beat him to it.

"Do you not know how to lock your damn door? Hurry up and get fucking dressed." With that, he slammed the door shut, leaving Kirishima to snap out of his trance, hastily adjusted his breasts in his binders, and finally slipped a random shirt on.

Kiri practically flew out the door and into Bakugo's room, where the man was just impatiently waiting for Mortal Kombat to load up.

The redhead took in a shaky breath and approached his so called best friend.

"Uhh, Bakugo, about what you saw a while ago... I'm really, really sorry you had to see that.. I understand if you are disgusted by me or if you no longer wanna be my friend-"

"You think I care about that shit?" Kirishima blinked, not knowing how to react to what he said.

"Well-"

"I swear you're a dumbass sometimes. Look, I don't care about shit like that. I don't care that you have fucking boobs instead of pecks, and I don't care about you wear that binding shit. You're still damn human, a stupid one, but human. Don't think that this incident will make this change how I view you because it fucking doesn't. Am I clear?" 

With tears in his eyes, Kirishima lunged forward and wrapped his arms around Bakugo's neck and tightening it slightly as a sign of relief and gratitude.

"Oi! Get your shitty hands off me! Who the fuck do you think you are?!"

"Sorry! I'm sorry." Kiri laughed and wiped the tears that managed to escape his eyes.

"Tch. Just get the controller and pick a character, you fuckin emotional extra."

Out of habit, the overjoyed teen scratched the back of his neck and let out a small chuckle before picking up the second controller and picking out his usual character.

Just as the fight was about to begin, Hair for Brains spoke again.

"Hey, Bakubro?"

"Mmm.." He grumbled back.

"Thank you."

"Die."

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THE END!! I hope it was good enough HAHAHAHA I apologize if it wasn't up to your standards, but I'll try harder

This chapter is dedicated to the babe I'm super duper proud of!! if you're reading this then HENLOOOOO HEHE

I had fun writing this one shot tbh 

Also, shoutout to those who are part of the LGBTQ+ community! You rock, and you are human no matter what gender or preference <3

Anygayss, I'll see you in the next chapter! 

Byebye MWAH! <3

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