kiribaku month 2021

angel & demon

you can never escape my love for fatgum's agency, i didn't really do the prompt uhm-

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"No, we'll be like the cliché angel and devil on your shoulder, c'mon!" Fatgum said, giving Kirishima a gentle shove. "I went through all this stuff with Sun 'n Mirio, It'll be easy! Here, I'll be the angel, Tamaki'll be the devil!" Fatgum teased from his spot at the agency's entrance, waiting for the younger boys to go in before him.

Kirishima blushed at his mentor's antics. "No way! It's totally platonic, Fatgum! One hundred percent platonic! Bakugou's just kinda manly sometimes!"

"K-Kirishima-Kun, hate to break it to you..."

"No way! It's just a friend thing!" Kirishima said as he shook his head, avoiding eye contact with the other two.

"Alright, well what d'ya think of him?"

"Platonic, manly thoughts!"

Fatgum laughed at the redhead's blushing face, ruffling his hair. He looked over to Tamaki while the other boy looked at his kohai's face.

"Kirishima-kun, we're... We're not gonna judge you for anything you say, alright?" Tamaki gave a nervous smile once his kohai faced him. Kirishima smiled as he sighed, looking up to Fatgum too before talking.

"I... He's really manly! His quirk's pretty compatible with mine, too, so we spar a lot. And- Well, this might be my imagination, It kinda seems like he treats me different than anybody else, y'know? And he tries to seem all tough and stuff, but in private he's kinda... I dunno, nerdy, I guess? Not in a bad way though, he's just more reserved and smart and stuff. He's... He's strong, too. And... he has a nice face? His jawline is basically perfect, and his eyes are really pretty, and he always is all scowl-y in public, but when it's just the two of us he gets calmer. Plus-" Kirishima took a breath, realizing how much he had said. He awkwardly laughed as his cheeks tinted, pink, scratching the nape of his neck.

"Red, ya know what I'm gonna say." Fatgum said as he slapped a hand on Kirishima's back. Kirishima huffed, holding his chin in the heel of his palm.

"Uhm, you can ignore my opinion on all this, Kirishima-kun, but... Wouldn't it seem pretty, uh, manly to come to terms with your feelings?" Tamaki said, putting his hand on his kohai's shoulder.

Kirishima looked up towards his senpai, seeming to think things over. "Oh, it's totally unmanly to lie about this, isn't it?" Kirishima groaned, throwing his head back. "Alright, I'm gonna do the manly thing and come to terms with my feelings! I... Want to date... Oh, that's hard to say."

Kirishima glared ahead at the wall ahead of him, taking a steadying breath. "I want... I want to... date Bakugou." He looked surprised at his own words, looking at the ground. "Man, that's weird to think about. I want to... y'know, date someone. And that someone is way manlier than me."

"Hey! Remember that rule we had about self-depreciation, Kirishima? You're the manliest guy out there, already."

'But, Bakugou's so much stronger, and-"

"Kirishima."

"Okay, but-"

"You're strong, alright?"

Kirishima sighed. "Yeah, alright. But still, Bakugou's so strong and cool and stuff, and... I don't know, it's weird to think of him in a different light like this."

"Well maybe you've always thought of him like this, and ya never knew it." Fatgum said, smiling down at his mentee.

"Oh wow that's... strangely poetic, gross." Kirishima said as he wrinkled his nose.

"Well, now that you know you like him, what're you gonna do next?" Fatgum said, clapping his hands together. "And no, digging a hole and living in it forever out of embarrassment isn't an option, Tamaki and I already had a talk about that." Fatgum said, slapping a hand on Tamaki's back as he covered his face with his hood, failing to hide his blush.

"Well... I guess I should tell him, huh? I'm just kinda scared he'll be all grossed out, y'know?"

"Well here, Tamaki and I'll do that shoulder angel-devil thing, ya' know what 'm talkin' 'bout? Tamaki, you're the devil, so what do you think?"

Tamaki, still embarrassed by his mentor's previous words, started talking. "W-well, I mean, I'm not the best for advice, but it seems like he wouldn't, uhm, hate you, I guess?"

"I was supposed to be the optimistic one, but if even Tamaki here thinks it'll go well, it's bound to!"

"Oh, wait, I can be negative if you need to-"

"Sun', it's nice seein' ya optimistic!" Fatgum looked down at Kirishima, showing him a reassuring smile. "The guy's bound to like ya', I assure you, Red!"

Kirishima let out a flustered laugh as he scratched the nape of his neck. "You... you think so?"

"We know, so trust us!"

"Yeah, I guess."

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Kirishima came back to the dorms later than usual, waving to the few people sitting on the couch and talking to each other. He swiftly went up to his dorm room, tired out of his mind, walking into a body in front of his door. He almost fell down but the warm body caught him in his arms, glaring down at him.

"Shitty Hair, why the hell did you come back so late?" Bakugou let go and Kirishima held himself up against the door, yawning.

"Oh, I had... I had patrol today, 's why I'm all like this." Kirishima gestured to the state he was in, gears falling off his shoulders, hair matted, and dirt on his cheeks. Bakugou sighed, opening Kirishima's dorm door and made him sit down on the bed. Bakugou walked back to the door and shut it, walking to Kirishima's bathroom.

"Uh, dude? What're you doing?"

"Helping, cause you're too goddamn incompetent to help yourself." Bakugou came back with a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and a bandage, something Kirishima didn't even know he owned.

"Sit up." The blonde commanded, squatting down to get eye level with Kirishima's chest. Kirishima blushed and looked away as Bakugou tended to his new wounds. He poured some of the antiseptic onto a cotton ball and smoothed it over Kirishima's chest, the silence in the actions less comfortable than usual due to Kirishima's newfound revelation about his true feelings for the blonde.

"Your heart rate's speeding up, what's up with you?" Bakugou stopped and looked up at Kirishima who wasn't looking back at him.

"Guess it's just the excitement from earlier, ya' know?" Kirishima awkwardly laughed it off, ignoring Bakugou's gaze as he wrapped a bandage around Kirishima's waist. He sighed as he stood up, standing tall in front of Kirishima.

"Don't take that off until I say you can, alright?"

"Yeah, okay Bakugou. Good night." Kirishima said, now looking at him as his blush came down.

"Good night, dumbass."