Kiribaku oneshots

🌄In the Garden Part 2🌄

Genre- angst
Length- 1348

(Asked for by siladu78)

Third POV-

Bakugou twisted the daisy in his hand. He needed to keep this alive. He called a worker and received somethings to keep this flower alive.

"Not that I really mind, but why are you trying to keep that daisy alive?" Mina asked, pointing to the daisy inside of a pot of dirt.

"None of your business," the blond grumbled.

"Did Midoriya give it to you?" She asked, a bit too hopeful. Bakugou clicked his tongue against his teeth.

"No" the blond glanced over to the flower, "someone else did."

Bakugou had sighed as his mind went back right to the redhead. That God of a body, that adorable face, and that damn smile. He wanted to be the reason that smile was upon such a gorgeous face.

"Oh my goodness, you're in love!" Mina squealed. "What's his name!?"

The blond rolled his eyes but he honestly needed to gush.

"Eijiro Kirishima," he sighed. God, he felt like a twelve-year old girl. So in love with a boy they just met.

"Really? Kirishima?"

"Wait, you know him?" Bakugou quickly looked back the pink girl in his office.

"Yeah, we were at the same middle and high school," she explained. "Although, I should tell you something, in case it's a huge turn off for you."

"He's a trans-man, must have gotten the transition if he's got you all lovey dovy about him."

"Why would that turn me off?" The blond honestly didn't really care if Kirishima used to be a women, if he identifies as a man, he's a man, no question.

"Don't know, but it is for a lot of people," she shrugged then walked out of his office.

Bakugou sighed as he looked back over at the flower. He wanted that redhead. He doesn't care about what Mr. Kirishima or Midoriya thinks.

He was in love. In love with Kirishima.

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Bakugou had been arriving at Midoriya's here and there for business stuff and he would see Kirishima from time to time. But they wouldn't be able to chat long.

Midoriya always pulled him away or asked Kirishima to do something. Bakugou's had about enough of it.

"Why can't I be with Kirishima!?" He asked, slamming his hands on Midoriya's desk.

"Because you can't!"

"Why not!?"

"Because I like you!" Bakugou straightened up. His hands slid off the desk. What? But...he doesn't like Midoriya that way. The greenette crawled up on his desk.

"We can combine our companies and work together, Kirishima hadn't felt what I've felt for years," Midoriya pulled Bakugou by his tie and kissed him.

This wasn't right. He loved Kirishima not Midoriya. But why couldn't he push him away? Did he like Midoriya? His heart didn't pounce and try to rip it's way out of his chest like it did for Kirishima.

There was a loud crash from behind him. The sound of a silver platter tray and porcelain breaking. Bakugou broke away and turned around-

No. No, not him. Why him of all people!?