i don't date extras (kiribakukami)

How to comfort an angry Pomeranian

He had no clue where the hell had Kirishima gone to. It was already night time and he wasn't back to the dorms. He stood up from the sofa, same time he always tended to do, ready to go to bed. He avoided looking at Denki, like he tended to do every night. Without Kirishima there, Katsuki wasn't sure he wanted the loud blonde around him, he wasn't sure they could get along without the redhead in front of them. Kaminari, on the other hand, had noticed perfectly how Bakugo had been worried all night.
"Ey, Kachan, wanna play murder?". For some reason, Denki had started calling every fight game like that. He knew perfectly well that Bakugo barely actually played with them, he mostly laid in bed, half reading, half looking at them and cursing when they got overexcited and raised their voices. Well, mostly when Denki raised his voice.
"Whatever", that was a yes. An unexpected one, but he was going to get it. He looked at him for a second, still convincing himself he hadn't imagined it. "U coming or what, Sparkplug?" Denki was lying on the floor, as usual, even though there was space enough for him to sit in the sofas. They had stopped trying to convince him to sit properly a long time ago, he seemed to like it better that way. Denki raised his hand towards Bakugo, in an universal gesture of 'help me stand up', the other one made an annoyed grunt before pulling his hand and making him almost fly up. Then started going towards his room, as any other night, not even looking back to see if Denki was following him. No need though, he could hear him speaking loudly behind him.
"So manly!", Kirishima used the word so much it was becoming a part of his vocabulary. "You're growing stronger by the day, it shows. Look at those guns, you could break my skull like a nut with those".
"Don't you fucking tempt me, Pikachu".
"Oh, come on, we both know you would never hurt me, Kachan, you have grown fond of me", he commented in a singy song voice. The other one directed a preemptive glance his way. Denki changed the topic, knowing perfectly well things weren't the same when Kirishima wasn't there. "Do you think Kiri left us alone on purpose?"
"What an idiotic question. Of course he didn't leave us alone on purpose, why the fuck would he do that?"
"Because he knows you liiiike me? Because he wants us to make out while he's not there and then tell him all about it?", he didn't need to see Bakugo's eyes to know they were rolling. The explosive hero was opening his room's door. "Are you worried about him?" That shift in direction again made Katsuki froze in place. He looked silently at Denki, who stopped too, knowing perfectly well Katsuki had his own way of doing things and he shouldn't get into his room before him.
"No", Bakugo lied. "Why the fuck would I be worried? He's fucking unbreakable", even though his technique was called that way, they knew very well that wasn't true at all, he was just human, and one of the few humans Bakugo truly cared about.
"Oh, then I'm not worried either, wanna watch a movie and not be worried together?"
"Sure, whatever", he muttered, thinking when the fuck had Denki learnt how to read him. He opened the door and tried to act like he wasn't waiting for Denki to close it behind himself.
"So, wanna watch things explode?", what he actually wanted to ask is if he wanted to watch a romcom, but he was painfully aware Kiri wasn't there to soften the other blonde up if he messed up, he had to measure his words.
"Whatever" He took that as a yes. It was usually Kiri and him in the bed and Denki on the floor, at least until he hopped on to sleep or Katsuki threatened him to get him into bed. He sat down on the floor, as he usually did, opening one of the streaming services. He really wanted to see Bakugo's reaction if he played a romcom. A pillow hit the back of his head before he could decide what to do. "What are you doing on the fucking floor, you dumbass? You're gonna get sick". Kaminari chuckled and smirked towards the other blonde.
"What? Is the mighty murder hero 'Dadnamight' worried about me getting a cold?"
"Shut the fuck up, fake eel, it's just because I bet you're even more annoying when you're sick", he grunted.
Kaminari jumped on the bed by his side, too curious to see how far he could force before being kicked out of the room.
"Wanna watch porn?", he was literally pushed out of the bed, with far more strength than was actually necessary to throw him. He cackled and raised his arms in the universal sign of rendition, sitting back down again. "Come on, Blasty, I was joking. Let's see. Wanna watch..." he took a second and then teased again. "Wanna watch porn?"
Bakugo looked at him murderously.
"Second strike, dumb ass, do it again and you're out the window".
"Ok, ok, geez. OK, OK, serious idea". Even though he tried to suppress it, the sides of his mouth started rising while he tried to look serious. "Wanna..."
"Pikachu..."
"...watch..."
"Dunce face...", Kaminari smiled with a teasing grin, too tempted.
"... A romcom?" Katsuki was already brewing an explosion in his hand, so sure he knew what the other one was about to say. He stopped himself midair, Denki laughing his ass out.
"What did you just say?", oh! No cursing! Hah! Victory!
"Come on, it will be fun, we can make fun of it, or we can dub it. 'OH, Katsuki Elizabeth, I have always been in love with you'. 'No, Denki Louise, our love is impossible, my family would never agree to our marriage, you don't own enough cows'", digressed Denki, doing different voices and mimicking. Katsuki was so fascinated by the randomness he couldn't avoid a cackle. A cackle that made Denki smile like he had just won the Number One Hero title.
"You laughed! I won!"
"Shut up, Sparkplug. No, I didn't", Bakugo tried to recompose himself. "Fucking dumbass", but the grin was there, he was actually smiling, he had been awfully quiet all evening, looking at the door constantly, worried. Kaminari had come to know him enough to be perfectly aware of that, even if the rest of them didn't seem to notice. And now he was smiling, he couldn't wait to tell Kiri when he came back.
"So, porn then". The other blonde pushed his head away from him, far softer than ever before. "Wanna diss the hell out of Twilight? Noah's Diary? Fucking Titanic?".
"Ey, no swearing, that's my thing, Dunce Face. What's with you and romcoms?"
"I don't know, it's nice to feel warm and fuzzy inside. Bet you never saw any romcoms", he lied, skillfully. He would bet MONEY that the explosive hero was a softy who watched and read romantic things when nobody was around. "Come on, indulge me, pleeease", he made puppy eyes.
"Ugh, whatever, just choose something already", answered the other one with a tone of annoyance that was far from real. 'And that, my boy, is how you tame an angry Pomeranian', the electric hero told himself.

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It had been a rough night for Red Riot. He didn't want to think about it much. He hit the shower to take all of the mud and dust away. It was late, the alarm to go to bed had rang a while ago. He was dispensed from tomorrow's lessons, Aizawa had told him to rest and stay in bed for the day. He was thinking on doing so, even if that meant skipping some lessons. It had been a harder night than they have all been expecting. He dried himself and got into his red and black tartan flannel pajamas before getting to his room. It was painfully empty. He looked at his phone for the first time since lunch, there was one message from Katsuki. "Where the hell are you, Shitty Hair?". There was a whole stream of messages from Denki too. Some were as random as they used to get when talking to the electric hero. There were a lot of memes. There were a couple of pictures too. He opened the first one to find a TV. Twilight was showing on it. What the fuck? He wouldn't be surprised by the randomness if he didn't know far too well that TV was Katsuki's. "Guess who I'm watching Twilight with". So they had been watching a movie together, that was nice. How the fuck had he managed to convince Bakugo of agreeing with that was something he couldn't even imagine. In any case, that was the thing that made him smile for the first time tonight. He opened the second pic. It was a selfie of Kaminari with two fingers forming a V, his head resting right next to Katsuki's over the pillows. Katsuki seemed fast asleep, he should be or he would have never let the loud blonde send that. Kirishima couldn't but think they looked so cute. "Taking care of your boy until you come back" was the last sentence from the blonde tornado. His smile softened as he typed back, even though it was too late.
"Glad to know my boys are taking care of each other".