KiriBaku book (pictures, oneshots, ext.)

11(oneshot)

Bakugou sat on the floor in his dorm messing with one of his gauntlets that hadn't been working properly in training earlier. Most kids in their class would just go to the support course to get them fixed, but Bakugou preferred working on his gauntlets himself. It wasn't like he could go to the support course in the middle of a fucking battle and ask them for help.

The door to his room flew open. Bakugou didn't need to look up to know who it was. Only a few extras were even allowed to see his room and only one of them would throw the door open with no warning and so little fear.

"What do you want Shitty Hair?"

"Do I really need an excuse to see my boyfriend?" Kirishima asked.

Bakugou tensed slightly. They had been dating for a month, but he still wasn't used to hearing Kirishima call him his boyfriend. Not that he didn't like it, Bakugou would never admit this to anyone, but he fucking loved it. Things just felt fragile between them now. Bakugou was so afraid of fucking things up between himself and the only person who's opinion mattered to him. He wasn't used to having so much to loose.

Kirishima didn't wait for Bakugou's answer before carefully stepping over the disassembled gauntlet and flopping down on Bakugou's bed. That wasn't anything unusual. Even before they were dating, Kirishima often barged into Bakugou's room, laid on the bed, and started talking about anything and everything that came to his mind. Bakugou went back to working on his gauntlets in peace.

After a few minutes of silence, in which Bakugou was able to get nothing done, he realized what was wrong. Kirishima never left him in peace. He always kept up a stream of empty chatter to fill the silence. Bakugou eyes him warily. Was this Toga or some new imposter that was trying to take Kirishima's place?

Kirishima laid on his back and stared up at the ceiling. He chewed his bottom lip with his shark teeth like he did whenever he was nervous. If he didn't stop soon he'd cut his lip and start bleeding. Bakugou was surprised he hadn't already.

Bakugou sighed and set his gauntlet down. He moved to sit on the bed next to Kirishima. "So who the fuck do I get to go beat up?"

"What?"

"Who made you fucking feel like this. Give me the names and you won't have problems with them again."

Kirishima sat up and stared at him. "Bakugou I'm fine. Please don't beat anyone up. Nobody made me do bad."

"Like hell. You're never this fucking quiet."

"I just-" Kirishima went back to chewing on his lip. Was he about to break up with him? Was that why Shitty Hair was so fucking nervous? "I wanted to give you a break from all my blabbering. I know you don't like it and I must get pretty annoying sometimes so-"

"Who said I didn't fucking like it?" Bakugou growled. "If I didn't want to listen to you run your mouth I'd turn off my hearing aid or blast you out of my room like I do with the rest of those fucking extras."

Kirishima stared at him with those big red eyes. "You like listening to me talk?" He repeated like he didn't believe it.

"Why else would I fucking listen to it, Shitty Hair?"

"I dunno." Kirishima rubbed the back of his neck. "Sometimes I just feel like I'm forcing myself on you and you don't really want to hang out with me."

Bakugou grabbed his shirt collar and kissed him, long and hard so Kirishima knew he meant it. It wasn't their first kiss, but it was the first one Bakugou had initiated. He was shit with words and he was pretty shitty with actions too, but he needed Kirishima to understand how he felt. When he was confident the red head got the message Bakugou pulled away and said, "Kirishima I don't put up with anything I don't fucking enjoy. I like the sound of your voice just like I like every other fucking thing about you."

"You mean it?" Kirishima said softly.

"I don't say shit I don't mean. You know that."

"Yeah I do." Kirishima leaned his head on Bakugou's shoulder. "It's just hard to believe someone as manly as you would really want to be with someone like me."

He should've known. Kirishima was in his head again, thinking he wasn't enough even though he was already fucking perfect.

Bakugou cracked his knuckles. "So it's you I get to beat up."

"Huh?"

"You're the idiot who's been talking crap about my boyfriend." It was the first time Bakugou had said those words out loud. My boyfriend. He liked the way that sounded. "For your information my boyfriend happens to be one of the strongest and manliest heroes in this school and still manages to be the kindest person I have ever fucking met. So if you talk crap about my boyfriend again, I'm going to have to beat your ass."

Kirishima smiled. "Thanks Bakugou."

"You think I'm fucking kidding?"

"I know you're not." Kirishima laughed. "You don't say shit you don't mean."

"Damn straight." Bakugou pushed himself off the bed and sat back down on the floor. "Now let me finish up with these gauntlets. I'll beat your ass in the sparing ring after."

"Alright, but don't think I'm going to take it easy on you just because you're being all sweet." Kirishima laid back down on the bed and started talking with his hands. "I've been working on this new move recently and I thinks it's going to be really cool. I got the idea from Mina actually and her acid rain. What I do is..."

As Kirishima kept rambling about the new move, Bakugou smiled to himself. He really did love the sound of his boyfriend's voice.