It's Just Medicine // KiriBaku // Sad Bakugou

Waking Up / The Files

Even after the medication and the reassurement that Kirishima would not leave Bakugou, the blonde still didn't allow the redhead to leave. If Kirishima attempted to, he would hear a whimper and see Bakugou twisting and turning in his bed, hands reaching out for the said red-haired male.

So Kirishima actually ended up staying over that night. Haruno was hesitant about this, but she changed her mind very quickly upon seeing her best friend being so distressed.

Kirishima sighed as he sat in the chair next to Bakugou's bed, rubbing his thumb over the blonde's hand occasionally. Bakugou had managed to calm down, knowing that Kirishima would not leave him. Kirishima had taken the towel off of Bakugou's head after the 6th failed attempt of putting it back on.

Around 1:30 AM or so, Kirishima feels Bakugou's hand move and he looks at the blonde to see him sleepily blink his eyes open.

"Kiri... Why are you still awake...?" The blonde's mouth stretched to a yawn.

Kirishima was ultimately confused on why the blonde didn't snap at him to get out or something. Then it clicked in his mind that Bakugou was only half-awake. Deciding not to accidentally fully awaken the blonde, Kirishima just yawns in return.

"Well, a certain someone didn't let me leave their room, and now I'm stuck here." Kirishima jokingly says.

Bakugou hums and rolls over to the side, "Just sleep here..."

Kirishima flushed pink at the kind gesture Bakugou was giving. But he decided not to make the blonde angry and crawled into the space Bakugou made. Bakugou rolled back and immediately snuggled up to his side, nearly inhaling Kirishima's scent.

Instinctively, Kirishima wrapped his arms around the smaller and was surprised to see how perfect Bakugou could fit in his arms.

Bakugou smiled softly and both of them began to drift off into sleep.

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Bakugou woke up feeling strangely well rested and warm. He grunted, shifting in his position only to find out he couldn't. Someone's arms were wrapped around his waist. Bakugou thought it was weird.

It couldn't have been Haruno's arms, they didn't have the different coloured specks on them. In fact, the arms looked a healthy milky white colour.

Before he knew it, Bakugou was dragging his finger across the left arm that slung over his waist. Then the blonde male felt someone shift behind him. Bakugou froze up immediately.

"Mmh..." He heard someone groan from behind him and his face went red.

Why, oh why did it have to be Kirishima, his crush since junior highschool?! Bakugou's body became rigid and stiff when Kirishima pulled the shorter blonde in closer, securing his arms around him.

Bakugou's whole body managed to liquidify when Kirishima pressed his face against his neck, to which he could feel his tongue slide out from between his pressed lips.

'Oh my god, oh my god, Kirishima is in my bed, what the fuck do I do, did Shitty Elf-ears do this, I'm gonna fucking murder her, holy shit, his tongue is touching my neck, what do I do-' The thoughts began to race through his head as Kirishima's grip became tighter and more secure, which made the possibility to worm his way out of Kirishima's backhug seem even more impossible.

Finally, Kirishima stirred to a wake, making Bakugou, in a rush, pretend that he was asleep.

"Bakugou...?" The redhaired male yawned, sitting up slightly and letting his grip on the blonde male's hip release a little.

Bakugou kept quiet, but Kirishima obviously knew the other was awake and sighed. Bakugou felt the bed suddenly even out and he had come to the conclusion that Kirishima had left his room, but was ultimately confused when arms hooked underneath his armpits and he was hauled onto something else which took him a few moments to realize he was pulled onto Kirishima's lap.

Bakugou quickly attempted to squirm and scramble his way off Kirishima's lap, but that proved to be a failed mission when Kirishima used his quirk to latch his hands around the blonde's waist.

"Shitty Hair, let me go!" Bakugou yelled, demanding to be released.

"Come on, man, just give up and relax. I'm not that bad, right?" Kirishima sighed.

After a few minutes of mini explosions, screaming and profanities, Bakugou relented and practically turned into putty in Kirishima's arms. They stayed like that for hours until Kirishima finally spoke up.

[Kanjo's POV]

I sat at my desk, eyes trained on the folders of class 1-A.

I groaned and face planted onto my desk. I know I was supposed to be doing my work and helping Recovery Girl on this mental health test result file, but what could I do with Kacchan's files? I couldn't hand it in, not with all that personal information about his past.

He could get taken away from his parents. He could be used for information on the villains. Yes, I saw his past and what happened to his older sister, who turned out to be none other than Himiko Toga.

"What do I do?" I symphasized every word with a bang on the table.

"Fu-chan, are you alright?" I heard someone ask and I lifted my head.

I turned to see Tetsu-san standing in the doorway. I smiled wearily.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired, Tetsu-san." I laughed uneasily.

Tetsu-san gave me a look before sighing and stepped into the room.

"Come on, tell me." He grunted and dropped onto my bed.

"I have to get these files finished, but for some reason I can't do it!!" I whined, pressing my nose against the wooden desk.

"What's with all the whining?" I heard Hitoshi-san question.

I lifted my head and turned to face my purple haired junior school friend.

"Ohayo, Hitoshi-san." I greeted him.

"Hello, Kanjo-kun. Are you alright?" He frowned at me.

"She can't finish the files for the mental health test." Tetsu-san and laid on my bed.

"Wow, are you becoming lazy already?" Hitoshi-san questioned.

"I'm not being lazy!" I defended myself, "I'm just tired."

I huffily turned back to my desk and crossed my arms. But then my eyes were suddenly glued to Kacchan's file. His file looked normal with a slight beige colour. In my handwriting in black ink was written 'K.Bakugou'. I sighed and grabbed the nearest one which wasn't Kacchan's file and flipped it open.

I had grabbed Uraraka-kun's file. Her smiling picture beamed up at me brightly as I grabbed a pen and began to write down medical notes for her.

"You need help?" Tetsu-san asked.

"Yes, please. You can take classes G to K and Hitoshi-san, do you mind marking down classes L to P? I'll do the rest." I grinned at Testu-san and passed him files on all the classes I did.

And by all, I mean literally the whole first year classes.

That night consisted of me, Hitoshi-san and Tetsu-san working on the files. And as for Kacchan's file? Well, for now, I'm going to have to create a plan to hide his past. Or else I could risk him getting hurt, once again.

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In this story, Shinsou is actually in class 1-B, which means he's still technically in the hero course.

And he and Kanjo have been friends since junior highschool.

- Author-chan