What If I Jumped? (Kiribaku)

• Chapter Forty-five •

Kirishima's pov

After a few hours, everything was set up.

The tent was a bit of a hassle, but nevertheless, it's up now and the stress is over.

It was now 3:24, and Bakugo had just started burning the fire for a barbecue. We had hot dogs for today.

"Hey Kiri?" He called.

"Yeah?"

"Can you pass me the lighter?"

"I thought you already lit the fire." I grabbed the lighter out of my pocket anyway and headed towards him, sitting down next to him on the log.

"Yeah but it went out. Now it's just smoke." He huffed, obviously annoyed.

I passed the lighter to him, watching as he put it to a log and managed to set a small flame. He waited a couple minutes for the flame to get bigger and then smiled, putting the grill on top of it.

"I fucking did it!" He said.

I just smiled in return.

"Are you okay, Angel?"

I smiled again and put my hand on his knee, "Yeah, I'm okay. I'm happy we're here."

"I'm happy that we're here, too."

He turned back to the grill, taking some hot dog sausages from the bag next to him and placing them on it.

Once, they were cooked, they were put in a bun and had a line of ketchup down the middle. Bakugou gave one to me, to which I immediately started eating it. Within around two minutes, it was gone.

Baku finished his and then stood up, putting out the fire too, with me copying.

"Guess what," he said, "There is a great spot to relax somewhere over near the trees. It's got a small pool thing. Well it's not really a pool, but it's made like one."

"What do you mean?"

"It has the structure of a pool but it used to be like a really big and deep pond. They cleaned it out though which was a bit sad for the frogs but they were moved somewhere else. They cover it up until someone visits here, so it'll be clean."

"Where did you find all this out?"

"It said on the website."

"Oh."

"Take some towels with us and I'll take our swim shorts."

I nodded and went to pick up said towels as he got our shorts.

We walked a five minute walk through the field and trees until eventually, we got to the pool. It was surrounded by flowers and trees, the sunlight seeping into through the branches and shining onto the still covered pool.

I bent down to grab a corner of the cover and slowly took it all off. I placed it under a tree, then putting a towel down right next to the pool to wipe our feet with and change on. It was a big towel so Baku just shared mine.

"Right then." He started taking his shirt off, making a huge blush form on my cheeks and ears.

His shirt landed at his feet, leaving his muscles on show, making me blush harder, if that was even possible.

"You okay, babe?" He smirked.

"S-shut up." I turned around and started to lift my shirt up, slowly.

"Don't look." I mumbled.

Suddenly, a pair of arms hugged my waist from behind, gently. A few soft kisses were planted on the back of my neck, warming my skin. Bakugo's face nuzzled into the crook of my neck, breathing in deeply.

"Kiri.. I understand that you don't feel comfortable with your body. But you have to try to see that I don't mind." He turned me around so that I was facing him, his hands still around my waist.

His jogging bottoms were still on but I still couldn't help but blush when I saw him.

He leaned closer to my face, kissing my forehead and then leaning down to kiss my lips, warmly.

When we pulled apart, he held my hand in his. "May I?" He asked.

Unsurely, I nodded.

He slowly pulled back my sleeve to reveal scars. Old and relatively new. He carefully rubbed the broken skin with his fingers and brought my wrist to his lips. He kissed every scar that layed on my arm and then looked to me.

"I mean it when I say this.. You're scars are beautiful. You are beautiful."

I smiled a bit at his words, then feeling him reach for the bottom of my shirt.

"I won't take it off unless you let me, don't worry. I just want to show you how I see you." He waited a moment for me to respond.

"I.. Okay, Baku." I nodded again.

He slowly lifted up my shirt, pulling it over my arms and head, then placing it at our feet, so I was left shirtless infront of him.

He brought my other wrist to him and rubbed my fingers and scars. When he placed them to my side, his face leaned forward to my chest, laying his head against it and then kissing it. He kissed upwards to my collarbone and then trailed kisses up to my neck, sucking on my skin, sweetly.

When he pulled back to look at me, he smiled and pecked my lips again.

"Can I..can I try something, please?" He sounded caring.

"Try what?"

"First off, I want you to know that we do not have to do anything. If at any time you decide you don't want to do it anymore, we'll stop." He reassured me.

"Baku?"

"I just.. I've been wanting this for a long time and it's fine if you haven't, or don't want to, but I really want my first time to be with you, because I love you, and I want to take care of you." He brought a hand to my shoulder and then to my cheek, cupping it.

"But my first time wouldn't be you.. because-"

"That wasn't your fault, it was his. And I know it's painful, you didn't deserve it, but you have to find new ways to forget him. To touch you in different places, make new, better memories. You have to find a way to erase his touch with something else."

I was silent for a minute. "Okay."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Even though it's not my first time, I still want to have this memory with you. I want to do anything and everything with you because I trust you. And I trust you won't hurt me." I looked into his eyes to find him staring back at me with utter admiration and love.

"I love you so much." He whispered.

"I love you too."

He started to take off my joggers which left me in my boxers. The sun lit my skin, so I wasn't cold. Fluttery kisses were placed on the scars of my inner thigh, making me feel strange. A good kind of strange.

It was so different to when Dabi..done this. Well he didn't kiss my thighs, but he did do other things.

It was difficult to not feel good when it was Bakugo who was doing this. He pulled away for a split second to pull his jogging bottoms off too, then pulling at the waistband of my boxers.

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Hola mi amigos!
This is all for today, I'm not good at writing smut so that's all I can really do for now. I wanted this to be a sweet scene, to show how much Bakugou cares for Kiri and how he pictures himself.

Any comments or ideas for this story are welcome🦀🎧