bakukiri oneshots

💋 Different Kinds of Kisses 💋

was scrolling thru pinterest and saw a bunch of prompts with different kinds of kisses and here i am.

First Kisses:

Bakugou and Kirishima sat next to each other on the bench, looking at the children running around on the playground. They had been talking, the conversation only just dying down and slipping into a comfortable, almost preferable, silence. Shifting, the redhead lays his head against the blonde's shoulders, relaxed smile apparent on his face, growing just the tiniest bit when the other's arm wraps around him.

Kirishima grows concerned and worried when he feels his boyfriend start to shift and fidget against him, anxiousness increasing when he feels Bakugou pull his arm away from him. The redhead leans away and turns to stare at him with a small pout.

"You okay—?" He begins to ask, getting cut off abruptly by a seemingly flustered Bakugou.

"I- I wanna kiss you, Kirishima," he managed to stutter out, the tip of his ears a bright shade of red, only making the Libra's cheeks warm up and turn into tomatoes. Taking a deep breath, he starts again. "I just don't think I can take waiting any fucking longer, y'know? It's been a whole ass month and, I don't know, thought maybe saying somethin' would help." When all he receives are widened eyes, he starts getting nervous once more. "So, can I?"

Snapping back into reality, he nods frantically. That same familiar, electric feeling coursed through his veins as it always did whenever him and Bakugou did something even the slightest bit intimate. 

"Yes. Yes, please- fuck, 'm ready." He says in a rush, turning his body to the blonde and gently cupping his face. His eyes were big and doll-like, shining with excitement, anticipation, and nervousness all in one.

The blonde simply nodded before turning his body fully, too. He struggles slightly, trying to figure out where to put his hands before settling one on his boyfriend's hip, the other faced down on the bench. His eyes flicker between Eijiro's eyes and lips, watching the way sharp teeth roll over them lightly. 

Taking a steadying breath, he lets his eyelids flutter close before leaning in. The redhead does the same, holding off his anxiety and ignoring the way his hands tremble slightly. Before lips meet, they hover for a moment, hesitating, before leaning in completely and placing their lips on top of each other. A brush of lips, not happening for more than a second. It's soft, barely even any pressure, but it ignites so many things inside them.

When they pull away, they have blushes adorning their faces and soft smiles. If possible, they'd have heart pupils in their eyes. Without a word, Kirishima slips his fingers into his boyfriend's own pale one, interlocking and hanging on loosely as he lays his on his shoulder, smile growing. Bakugou grins lightly, laying his head on top of the other's, and giving a quick squeeze to their joined hands.

im tempted to turn this into a book? should i?