Starry Night Sky [KiriBaku Fanfic]

Epilogue

"Thank you for the food!" Eijirou clapped his hands as he dug into his dinner. Katsuki hummed, gracefully eating his extremely spicy teriyaki chicken with chopsticks.

"You don't need to scream it so loud."

"Oops," Kirishima shrugged, biting down happily on his steak. "Anyway, that movie kinda sucked didn't it?"

"Bitch should've just stopped the series on the 4th movie." Katsuki grumbled as he chewed, "Why did the original fuckers get switched out?"

"I know right?" Kirishima leaned back. "It's almost like they were trying to remake the thing. Like, there was no point to make that."

"Doesn't deserve over 2 stars."

"But like, at least the special affect was dope." Kirishima looked up to the side as if staring into a corner, "But that's really all the movie has."

"The CGI was its only redeeming quality, that's why it doesn't deserve over 2 fucking stars."

They continued to complain about the movie, sharing opinions and ideas of a better sequel than the one they just watched.

"You don't want any desert right? I know you hate anything sweet," Eijirou asked, Katsuki shaking his head to confirm. He was digging through his bag for his wallet but Kirishima quickly got up from his seat to give the waitress his card.

"She didn't even give me my receipt yet," Katsuki stated, raising a brow. He figured they'd split the bill and pay at the same time but Eijirou shook his head.

"My treat, don't worry about it."

"Hah?!" Katsuki slammed his hand on the table. "Motherfucker, you already payed for that shitty movie, the snacks and now your paying for my meal? You're gonna go broke!"

"'S fine, I'm the one that invited you right?" Kirishima waved his hand dismissively, "My treat."

"I'm paying you back and there's not a fucking thing you can do about it." He huffed, snapping his bag closed as Eijirou tried to reason with him to no avail. After he got his card back, they got up and left.

It was very dark outside, and they fell into step rather easily. Katsuki's head was tilted up to the sky, admiring the stars.

"We're lucky it's clear tonight," Eijirou breathed, soft and gentle. Bakugou glanced at him to see him looking at the sky too. "It's peaceful."

Bakugou only hummed to agree, flinching every time Kirishima's knuckles brushed up against his. He was tempted to put his hands in his pockets.

"Hey, Katsuki." Bakugou turned towards him, and was a little startled when he offered his hand towards him, "Hold it."

"Why?" Katsuki raised a brow.

"What? To pussy to hold hands?"

Katsuki immediately smacked his palm on top of his, lacing their fingers together like it was natural. Kirishima flinched back, bewildered at the violence he took.

"As if." Katsuki stared at the sky again, leaving him in distress. Eijirou squeezed his hand, bombinating happily, which made Bakugou's stomach do summersaults.

They held hands all the way back to the dorms. And while Katsuki relaxed his grip to let go, Kirishima made no move to do so.

"Let's go to the roof," he said, pressing a button on the elevator that indicated the top floor.

"What for?"

"What else?" Kirishima turned to him with a smile, "Stargazing, duh."

Bakugou didn't say anything in return, and firmed his hold on Kirishima's hand as the other dragged him down the top floor corridor to the fire escape. He opened the door with ease, and when they stepped out into the cement rooftop, Katsuki felt a little nervous being there.