"2𝐚𝐦." | 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐉𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐮🧡💜 | 𝐀 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 | 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟

⏰2𝐚𝐦.⏰

The characters in this story do not belong to me, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi. I do not own them.

So it's 2am and I'm tired. Just to be clear, I reccomend reading this story at a late time. It kind of sets the mood haha- Anyway, so here's a short BakuJirou story to read for the night! <3

Jirou lay down in her room, music blaring through her headphones. She scanned the room, barely able to make out any of the objects from how dark it was.

It was only a few minutes later until she had noticed the knocking at her door.

She slipped her headphones off, turning off the music. She felt around on her bedside table for her lamp, soon finding it and switching it on.

She walked towards her door, her socks treading across the carpet silently.

She twisted the door knob and the door swung open, to reveal a tall boy whose figure cast a shadow over Jirou.

"B-Bakugou? Why are you up so late?" Jirou asked, tilting a brow in confusion.

Bakugou wore a grey hoodie and baggy sweatpants. For such a messy look, it actually looked good on him.

"What took you so long to answer?" Bakugou sighed.

"Oh, sorry, I was listening to music, and-" Jirou explained frantically, but a sudden movement stopped her.

Bakugou gripped her gently by the shoulders, and kissed her, making Jirou stop her rambling.

Jirou froze, flushing red. "Y-You gotta warn me about when your gonna do tha-that.." She stammered nervously, looking away.

Bakugou smirked. "Yeah, yeah. I know you like it." He joked.

Jirou glared at him. "-/////-" She sighed.

"Why are you here anyway...?" She inquired, genuinely curious.

"Well, I wanted to know if you wanted to join me in going to the gas station. For a snack or somethin'..I'm hungry." Bakugou muttered.

Jirou grinned. "I thought your reason would be something stupid like that." She smirked.

As Bakugou was about to protest, she interrupted him. "Okay. Of course I'll go." She smiled softly. She didn't care that you're not supposed to leave U.A.

Bakugou's face suddenly lit up brightly.

"Great." He said gratefully.

"I just gotta get changed first." Jirou chuckled awkwardly, gesturing to her t-shirt and shorts.

"Nonsense. Just take this." Bakugou pulled his grey hoodie off, and handed it to Jirou. His t-shirt underneath was a blackish-greyish shirt with a skull on the front, a shirt that Jirou gifted to him.

"Oh!- Uhm, are you sure you're okay with me wearing it?" Jirou asked shyly and timidly.

"Yeah, duh. Why else would I give it to you?" Bakugou chuckled.

Jirou laughed with him. She slid the grey hoodie on, and it was a lot bigger than her. But she liked over-sized things. They're comfortable to relax in <3

"So, let's walk together." Jirou shrugged with a smile.

"Who said anything about walking?" Bakugou grinned, holding up two pairs of Rollerblades.

***

Bakugou and Jirou snuck out of U.A. They started skating to the nearest gas station with eachother gleefully, dancing around.

"Remember when we went skating at that rollerblading rink and you were absolutely crap at rollerblading?" Jirou giggled, making Bakugou blush from embarrassment.