Kiribaku Oneshots

Concept 23 - Talk

CW: pure self indulgent fluff, the boys being adorable and in love, they aren't together yet, just pining idiots, Fatgum being a menace, this one'll be real short

If he has time, Kirishima will usually call Bakugou during his break while at his internship. He'll ask if anything funny happened while he was gone, or if anything interesting happened in the book his best friend was reading. In turn, he'll tell Bakugou about how his patrol is going that night, even if he didn't ask. It's just become a routine. If Kirishima misses their time, he'll send an apology text, explaining that something came up and that he'll talk to him when he gets back. It's one of the little things that they do to keep track of each other, and it's another excuse for Kirishima to hear more of his crush's voice, even when he's away. However, as much as he thinks he's hiding it, Fatgum and Amajiki have caught on pretty quickly since, well, Kirishima never really shuts up about Bakugou. They've shared many looks whenever he would go find a quiet spot where he could make his nightly phone call to "the manliest guy he knows," a rosy tint in his cheeks and a sparkle in his eyes. One night, Fatgum has to track his intern down since he hadn't come back by the time their break was over. He finds him in his usual spot, his dinner half eaten, but this time the two are on a video call, still deep in conversation. Fatgum grins, deciding that if he's gotta interrupt them, he may as well have some fun with the kid while he's at it. Kirishima notices him as he approaches, but before he can stop him, Toyomitsu is crowding his space, looking to see the face that belongs to Kirishima's favorite name.
"Sorry to interrupt, kid, but we gotta get back to it! Oh, hey! You must be Bakugou, right?" he asks, noticing a slight flush to the redhead's cheeks.

The blonde on the screen looks peeved, but curious.
"...yeah? Who's asking?" he scoffs dismissively.
"Hey- Bakugou, be nice!" Kirishima scolds him before clearing his throat. "This is Fatgum! Fat, this is-"
"Oh I know who Bakugou is!" the hero interrupts before locking eyes with the blonde. "Riot here tells us so much about you!" He eyes his intern teasingly, smirking at the flush of pink that blankets his cheeks. Kirishima laughs nervously.
"W-well- I'd better let you go, man! Gotta get back to work!"
"He keeps telling us how cool and strong and-"
"BYE BAKUGOU!" Kirishima yells over him in a panic before hanging up, nearly crushing his phone in the process. He looks over his shoulder, face as red as his hair. "What was that for?" he groans. Fatgum chuckles and ruffles his half-ruined spikes.
"Well, a pro's gotta have some fun, right Romeo?" Kirishima covers his face and practically melts into his chair with an embarrassed groan.
"Is it that obvious?"
"Kid, your eyes are practically cookie cuttered into heart shapes the moment you start talking about him."

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Meanwhile, Bakugou stares wide eyed at his phone wallpaper, his battery significantly lower than when the call started, in place of his favorite sunshine smile. He sits there on his bed in stunned silence for a few moments, processing, before he falls back into his pillows with his phone pressed to his chest. He talks about him. Kirishima, his best friend, his crush...talks about him. A lot. A smile creeps across his face as he closes his eyes, body curling up. His feet lift off the bed as his knees press into his chest, kicking frantically with the sudden surge of energy and boost of confidence. He frantically grabs a pillow and shoves it in his face like he's trying to suffocate himself in order to muffle an honest to god squeal of joy as his feet continue to flutter in the air. Very few people have seen or heard him like this, and he likes to keep it that way. He has a reputation, for fuck's sake! But when things like this happen, he just can't help his little signs of joy.

Don't mind me shamelessly projecting onto him. Now if y'all excuse us, we're gonna go sit in the corner and happy stim for awhile.