The Beauty Within a Beast: the Story of Kirishima and Bakugou

•Pt 1• Confession •

"Hey bakubro! I got your message, you wanted to meet me?" kirishima greeted bakugou outside of his room.

"Ah- yeah...fucking keep your voice down! Shit head, the whole world doesn't need to know!" He yelled at the red head. Although his shouting wasn't helping much either, yet again the boy seemed to contradict him. He grumbled before stomping his way into kirishima's dorm. Right before he finsihed making his way in he turned around with a deadly glare. "If you tell one damn soul about this I'll blast you all the way to hell you hear me!" He growled.

"Of course bro! you know you can trust me" he smiled as he sat down on the bed. "so what's up?"

He watches the boy walk pass him into the room. He closed the door quietly and quickly a he tugged off his shoes laying them softly on the ground. He looked up at kirishima before he stood up again. He nooded as he heard the boy say his could trust him. Thats right, bakugou reminded himself, he could! He gave a shake sigh as he stomped over to the bed and plopped down beside kirishima. "You better not fucking make fun of me shitty hair..." he said as he built up the courage to say what he felt he NEEDED to. Something he's had on his chest for quite some time. Taking a long deep breath he finds spit it out. "Look im...im...fuck...i-im...IM GAY!" he shouted before he sat staight (gay) up looking at kirishima nervously. His knuckles white from how tightly he gripped his pants.

Kirishima jumped a little from the startle of Bakugou yelling and the news that he had to force himself to believe. Was this real? Was his best friend, that he has had a crush on for a year, really... gay? it was a dream come true. "w-wait..." he blushed from the thought that he might actually have a chance now. He had started to give up hope, until now. Now was his time to admit something to Bakugou too. But he wasn't going to tell all of it. yet. "i-i actually have something to tell you too bakubro-" kiri grabbed bakugou's hands (nobody else is allowed to touch bakugou except for his best friend).

As bakugou sat in silence he ended up squeezing his eyes shut. He just messed up didn't he? He knew this was a bad idea! God how could he be so stupid! Not only that, but this was his CRUSH! What if he hates him now! Bakugou started to get sucked by his thoughts until he heard a quiet 'w-wait'. He opened his eyes to find kirishima...blushing? No, his eyes must be playing tricks on him. He shook his head of the silly notion that had entered his head for even a millisecond. Although, kirishima did catch his attention when he grabbed his hand. Bakugou not thinking straight (pun intended) only sqeezed kirishimas hands tighters as he spoke. "...tell me then..shitty hair..." he huffed quietly.

"i-i-" Kirishima froze in his sentence when he felt Bakugou squeeze his hands tighter around kiri's. "This is really happening", he thought to himself. As he looked up from Bakugou's hands, he noticed his eyes, red and burning like the sun. Bakugou is Kirishima's sun, the reason why Kirishima got up in the morning, he is Kirishima's everything. He also noticed something in his eyes. it was a sense of curiosity. He was ready to hear what Kiri had to say, and Kiri was ready to tell him. "im gay too."

Bakugou felt all kinds of emotions crashing down on him at once as he heard those fatal three words. The words echoing in his head. 'Im gay too.' Bakugou felt himself wanting to cry of relief, although at the same time he wanted to laugh at how crazy this was, but he also wanted to just kiss the fuck out of kirishima, then again he'd like to hug him. So many things, and seemingly such little time as the room spun around him. Ultimately his pride didn't let do much if anything except squeeze kirishimas hands again and blink away some newly forming tears. His crush, was gay, he was gay! He had a chance! 'Holy fuck! Now what...? Now I have to tell him how i feel? Fuck, I didn't plan that far ahead.' He thought to himself. He decided that for the time being he'd just go back to his normal self, and brush this whole thing off. He turned his head away, although clearly not fast enough to hide the tears he had blinked away nor the fresh tint of blush on his cheeks. "Heh, whatever." He huffed.