The next morning came in slowly. Bakugou and Kirishima woke up tangled in one another, Bakugou's head always managing to find Kirishima's heart.
Bakugou didn't speak as he got up, sleepy and loopy beyond belief. He only untangled himself from Kirishima and pressed the gentlest of kisses to his temple, muttering something about how shitty jet lag was.
Kirishima just chuckled, Bakugou always got more affectionate when he was tired. Jet lag seemed to be a perfect recipe for a very touchy-feely Bakugou.
As Bakugou trudged into the bathroom and fired up the shower, Kirishima checked the day's agenda. He noticed that he'd made a slight mistake in relaying the information to Bakugou; the bachelor party was that afternoon, but the rehearsal dinner wasn't until the next evening.
Oh well, they'd have all of the next day to mess around in Paris then.
He heard the shower turn off and soon the door swung open. Bakugou stepped back out into the hotel room, shirtless, damp, but definitely more awake.
"Did I kiss you on the head a few minutes ago?" He asked, sounding confused.
"Yeah bro."
"Alright, just wanted to make sure that actually happened. This jet lag is fucking me up big time." He tugged on a button up and rubbed his eyes again. "So, we've got a shitty bachelor party today? You sure I'm good to go to that?"
"Completely." Kirishima confirmed. "Kaito made it very clear that he wants both of us there, much like his mom, he wants to meet the so-called 'boyfriend'."
"What is with your family?"
Kirishima only shrugged. "Come on, this bachelor party is supposedly an all day thing and it starts at 11:00, so we've gotta be down for brunch soon."
The two of them went down to the lobby, Kirishima leading the way to a group of guys a bit older than them.
"Hey man! You made it!" A member of the group with Kirishima's sharp teeth walked over and slung an arm around his shoulder. "And this is your boy toy, I take it?"
Kirishima rolled his eyes, "Don't call him that, Kaito, this is Bakugou. My boyfriend."
The emphasis that Kirishima put on the statement filled Bakugou's stomach with butterflies. Why couldn't those words be honest?
Kaito only laughed. "Good to meet you, man. Kirishima Kaito, at your service."
"Bakugou Katsuki."
"Man of few words, huh?" Kaito grinned, "Didn't think you went for the strong, silent type Cuz, but who am I to judge?"
With that, he stepped behind them and shepherded the entire group out of the hotel lobby and into the parking lot.
"Guys, this is going to be the best bachelor party that's ever existed." The best man, Antoine, had been pregaming, evident in the way his words were slurred at 11 am. "We are gonna go fuckin' nuts."
"Yeah, totally man! My last night without the ball and chain! No offense dude, I know that's your sister." Kaito raised his palms.
"None taken! Maybe you can bang that stick up her ass out!" Antoine clapped Kaito on the shoulder, laughing good naturedly.
Kirishima and Bakugou shared a look across the back of the limo, an entire conversation had over the span of a couple seconds. The summary: Bro... what?
"We're talking booze, we're talking babes, we're talking party barge, we're talking breaking some laws, we're talking hardly being able to walk straight tomorrow!"
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No Questions Asked (A KiriBaku Fic)
FanfictionAn agreement made over a ramen challenge leads Bakugou and Kirishima into a series of events which force them to consider their feelings for each other. (Basically just Bakugou and Kirishima getting into wacky situations with no context for nineteen...
