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💝 Reward System 💝

Fluff and // a bit of LIME//
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Kirishima let out an audible groan. They had decided to go to a cafe, near the school, to study for the upcoming exams but his brain was just so exhausted. Yeah, the change of scenery had helped, for like a minute. Before everything started blurring together and the blonde's words mixed.

"Katsukiii..," he whined, looking at his secret lover across the table. "Can't we take a break? We've been doing this for hours!"

"It hasn't even been thirty fucking minutes." The blonde deadpanned with an unamused expression, watching the redhead wince at that.

"Really? Only thirty minutes?" He groaned once more, slumping down in his seat.

Bakugou rolled his eyes. "Stop fucking complaining and get your childish ass up."

The red-haired male pursed his lips, sitting straight once more. "I prefer the term youthful, thank you very much."

The ash blonde gave him a quick glare. "If you have time to be a fucking smart ass then do. your. fucking. work."

Kirishima grumbled and pouted, crossing his arms while looking away. "I don't wanna Kats! I gain nothing from this." He stated, matter-of-fact.

"You gain good grades-"

"Don't bullshit me." The redhead deadpanned, looking back at the blonde with a slight eye roll.

The crimson-eyed male sighed, rubbing his temple a bit before locking eyes with his boyfriend. "Okay, how about we work out a system?"

The shark-toothed male squinted his eyes, suspicious. "System?"

The blonde nodded, grabbing the other's half empty paper. "Finish these, all of them right, and I'll buy you whatever you want off the menu."

Kirishima perked up. He had been craving food for quite some time, and the sweet scent that waft throughout the cafe certainly wasn't helping. So, gladly, he accepted, nodding his head happily.

"Okay!" He quickly began to work.

Bakugou hummed, watching his tongue stick out slightly, making him chuckle in return.

Before he knew it, the redhead was done and shoving the paper in his face, telling him to look at it over and over again. He rolled his eyes and snatched the paper out of his hand, looking over it.

"Nine and fourteen are wrong dumbfuck." He gave the redhead the paper back with a bland look.

Kirishima pouted slightly and puffed out his cheeks, snatching the paper back and attempting once more.

This time, he took longer.

He let out a small whine. "Katsuki, I can't figure out what I did wrong on number fourteen," he mumbled, eyes flickering across the page.

"Oi, don't stress over it, that's not going to help. Let me look at it." He took the paper from the redhead, nodding before he began to explain.

When he gave the male the paper back, Kirishima finally understood and gave it back to him when he was finished.

Bakugou nodded, "good. Now what do you want?" He asked, putting the paper back down and looking at his boyfriend, who was already looking through the menu eagerly.

Kirishima suddenly perked up, slamming the menu down as he looked at Bakugou with sparkles in his eyes, pointing at something in it.

"This! Can we get the couples' milkshake? Strawberry preferably? I wanna share one with you! Like in those cliche romance movies!" He exclaimed, a soft blush on his cheeks as he thought about it, smile only growing.