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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

"You lucky shithead." Is the first thing Bakugo says as he enters Kirishima's apartment, just a couple hours after you left. 

The blonde is practically seething with jealousy after Kirishima told him what happened, especially after he sent him that picture of you sleeping on him. It's not fair. Kirishima had a girlfriend for half the time he knew you, and he spent much less time with you than Bakugo did, and he's the one you trust more.

"I can't believe she went to you about this." He mutters, still pouting about the whole situation.

"Well, no offense, but you're not the most approachable person. I mean, you yell about basically everything and you were hysterical when I first told you what happened. (Y/n) needed someone to calm her down, and comfort her, and so she chose me."

"Yeah, yeah I get it. Now quit bragging." Bakugo rolls his eyes, irritated by how proud Kirishima is.

The two walk over to the couch, and as Bakugo sat on it, he felt a wet surface underneath him. A towel that's still damp and sticky.

"What the fuck!" Bakugo screams, tossing the towel at him. Kirishima yells out, before tossing the towel on the floor. "What the hell is that?"

"Uh well, (y/n) took a shower before she left, and that was the towel she used." Kirishima admits, rubbing his neck in embarrassment.

Bakugo gags. "Dude, you need help."

"Shut up. You know you would do the same thing if you were in my position." Kirishima tells him, and Bakugo just tsks.

"So, what do you think we should do about this prick? Were you able to figure out who it was?" Bakugo asks, changing the subject.

"No, I tried getting into (y/n)'s phone, but I ended up getting it disabled for a solid hour. I fell asleep trying to figure out how to hack into it. Thankfully, I woke up before her so I managed to put her phone back before she'd notice." Kirishima replies.

"Damn. And you're sure she won't tell us?" Bakugo presses him, and Kirishima nods. "I guess we'll just have to figure out on our own. But for now,  I think we should keep an eye on (y/n) and make sure she's safe." 

"Keep an eye on her? You mean, like watch over her and stuff?" The blonde asks, now staring his friend straight in the eye.

Kirishima can't tell if he likes the idea or not. All he knows is the look in his eyes is...intense. "Yeah, and we could follow her around too, and maybe...go to her place?"

"Okay." Is all Bakugo responds with. Kirishima cocks an eyebrow, but decides not to say anything.

But then, Bakugo clears his throat, speaking again. "When do you think we could do it? Maybe like today or something?"

And now Kirishima knows Bakugo likes the idea. "Yeah, sure. Maybe. We'll just have to see what (y/n)'s doing."

"What? You want her to know we're following her?" Bakugo's eyes basically pop out of his head.

"No, I'm just going to text her casually and see what she's up to, and if she's doing something and her brother's out, which he probably will be, we can go follow her and then go to her place for a bit, once we make sure she's safe." Kirishima tells him, and just then, his phone dings. Speak of the devil.

(Y/N): Hey I just wanted to say thanks for everything you did for me last night. I rlly appreciate it and im super thankful and i love you

Kirishima smiles down at his phone, before typing something out. Bakugo notices his expression, frowning once again. "Is that (y/n)? What is she saying?"