Quirkless KiriBaku AU
Warning! I wrote this tipsy HAHAHAHAHA
Anygays, on with the one shot!
>.<
It was finally Friday afternoon, which meant all students can finally catch a break over the weekend.
That brings us to Bakugo. He was just walking peacefully in the hallways, wanting nothing but to go home and relax in the comfort of his bed while binging on his favorite snacks and movies.
"Oi, Bakubro! I heard Kirishima has a game today. Are you coming with me to watch it?" Denki exclaimed as he threw his arm around his friend's shoulder.
"Get your fucking hand off my shoulders." Bakugo grumbled.
"Aww, don't be like that! It's not like I have a disease or something."
"You do, it's called stupidity and I heard it's highly contagious."
"Now that's just plain rude-"
"Can you get your shitty arms off my shoulders so that I fucking leave now?"
"Nope! You're coming with me to Kirishima's game whether you like it or not. Besides, I know how much you're gay for him, no matter how much you try to deny it." Denki smirked.
Bakugo was caught off guard at the statement, he turned red and was a stuttering mess.
"What the fuck did you just say?! Don't make up shit like that! I'm not gay for him!"
"Yeah, yeah. Deny all you want, you're still coming with me."
With much effort, a still smirking Denki then dragged an enraged, struggling and babbling Bakugo to the direction of the basketball court. It took a while for them to get there since Bakugo would always cling on to ledges or surfaces, protesting how much he wanted to go home and watch some old movies.
"We're here!" Denki triumphantly said once he saw the doors of the basketball court.
Shouts and chatters with the occasional squeak of the shoes were heard from inside the court. He couldn't hear anyone commentating, so he assumed that the game hasn't started yet, much to his relief.
"Hooray.. We made it." Bakugo celebrated sarcastically. Before he could complain any further, he was being dragged into the court and near the benches where the players were warming up.
"Sero! Good luck on your game today!"
"Thanks, bro! I'm glad you could make it. And oh? I see you dragged Bakugo along with you." Sero commented when he noticed the grumbling boy who had his hands in his pockets, and his hood up.
"Yep! I dragged him here because he told me he wanted to see Kirishima play."
"OI! I did not say that, you piece of-"
"Ey, Kaminari, Bakugo! Glad you could make it!"
And in came a wild Kirishima jogging his way towards his friends. He was sporting their school jersey with his player number '16' at the back, and a damn hot ponytail. He had a towel on his neck, and was passing a basketball between his hands.
The sight of his manliness had Bakugo shut up and stare at the beauty that was Eijiro Kirishima.
"Kiribro! I also brought Bakugo along with me. If you want, you can talk to him for a bit, I'll be over with the others and Sero. Bye!" and they were gone.
An awkward silence filled the air.
"So.. You came to watch me play?" Kirishima started.
"No, Dunce Face dragged me here. I didn't even want to come."
