Kiribaku oneshots

☕Some Hot Coffee🖌

Description-
Bakugou works in a cafe while Kirishima works as an artist. Wouldn't be so bad to have some hot coffee from a hot (headed) guy.
Genre - 🌸fluff🌸

Third POV

Kirishima was just running out of ideas. He tried over and over again, drawing pale lines over his canvas, but nothing was coming together over the stress of an hour. The redhead eventually got tired and decided to look elsewhere for aspirations. But for the moment he just really needed a strong coffee and he was already tired of being in his house so why not go to that new coffee shop that opened up. Kirishima made up his mind, grabbed his pencil and sketch pad, stuff them into a bag, and left.

Kirishima walked inside, ordered, and sat down. When Eijiro got his drink and only after a couple of sips, he saw it. His inspiration. A blonde male, his hair spiked and wearing the cafe's staff uniform. What inspired Kirishima the most was the blonde's face. He wasn't happy, he was scowling. His red eyes barely visible under those angry short eyebrows. His face was practically judging everyone without having to look at them.

"Bakugou you're late again" a man with glasses scolded, chopping his hands. "Well you can't do shit since I'm the only one in this damn place who makes some decent coffee and food" the blonde apparently named 'Bakugou' yelled back. Kirishima wasn't paying much attention to their conversation, he was too busy sketching the beautiful manly face of the blonde. His face and his figure seemed to work with anything.

The redhead was sketching whatever he could, occasionally drinking his drink, when one of the waitresses were watching. "That's pretty good" the pinkish lady said, surprising Kirishima. "Oh, thanks" the redhead said, giving his signature smile. He stopped smiling once he realized that she took his sketch pad and was showing the blonde it. Kirishima got up and quickly tried to revive his sketch pad, but it was too late. The blonde already had it in his hands and was looking at everything he drew.

(Thankfully he didn't draw anything sexual in there).

"Could I have my sketch pad please" he asked the pink lady, whose name tag read 'Mina' on it. "This is yours?" The blonde asked, pointing at the sketch pad. Kirishima gulped. "Y-yeah.." he said, nervously. The blonde looked at the sketch pad. If he had the words to say it, he would say that this was pretty good, but that would ruin his demeanor. So he thought of a much gayer wicked idea.

He grabbed a pen out of his pocket and wrote something on Kirishima's sketchbook. Then handed it back to him. But then drew him real close and said:

"Call me and paint me like one of your french girls"

Part. 2?