Fine! I'll Be Little

To the Testing Center

I was going to make a separate fic for the next chapter but I figured it'd be easier if I just continued it here. 

Still not sure if this'll turn into a longer story or not. Guess we'll find out lol

Enjoy! :)

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"Come on, Kat, you gotta get dressed." Kiri insisted, gently pulling at the blankets covering Bakugou.

"I fucken told you, I don't need to go to the testing center." Bakugou repeated, glaring daggers at his boyfriend. 

Kiri sighed, "But yesterday--"

"Don't fucking 'yesterday' me! That was a fluke! I was dressed and treated like a Little and I'm an amazing fucking actor so I just got into the part too much!" Bakugou defended.

"Even when you started sucking your thumb on the train?" Kiri asked, raising an eyebrow. Bakugou flushed almost as red as Kirishima's hair. 

"...Yes..." He answered, narrowing his eyes. Kiri narrowed his eyes back.

The scent of a growingly frustrated Caregiver began filling the air.

It made Bakugou want to suffocate himself with his blankets. Because it was starting to make him feel guilty about putting up so much of a fight over something dumb.

"I'm not a Little." He mumbled defiantly.

"Then you have nothing to worry about." Kiri said, crossing his arms. 

They continued staring at each other for another few minutes until finally Bakugou let out the longest and loudest sigh he's ever uttered.

"FINE!" He threw the covers off and planted his feet on the ground, "But you owe me one." He said, pointing a finger at Kiri as he walked by to get to his closet.

Kiri smiled, "I know, I know." 

Bakugou changed into a plain black sweatshirt and ripped jeans and the two headed downstairs to grab something quick for breakfast. 

Kiri grabbed a protein bar and Bakugou grabbed one of the protein shakes from the fridge. (they're a match made in heaven)

Luckily, there was a testing center right by UA's campus. Most testing and classification-related facilities were located near high schools since that's when people presented. Better to have those resources nearby for new Caregivers and Littles so they can more easily learn and embrace their classifications. In the main school building at UA, there's even a care center right by the nurse's office catering to classification-related needs. But they can't issue the official test there, which is why Kirishima and Bakugou must venture off campus. 

The walk wasn't that long but while Kiri was able to scarf down his protein bar, Bakugou was only about halfway done with his shake. Whether that be because he's nervous or just likes to take things slow is a mystery to all but him.

And for him it was because he was on edge. He knows there's nothing wrong with being little but the idea of him getting his results back with those simple six letters up top makes his stomach do flips. It makes him feel like he's weaker and less worthy of being a hero if he has to drop into the headspace of a kid every so often. 

It's just nerve wracking. 

"--kugou? Bakugou?" Kiri's voice drifted into Bakugou's ears and he blinked a few times. 

Oh, he must've zoned out. 

"You okay?" His boyfriend asked, leaning towards him with a concerned look on his face. Bakugou took a breath much too shaky for his liking.