The Heart Exchange (bnha agere)

Chapter 21: Little Artist

Cws: involuntary regression kinda
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   "Can't believe we've been together for a whole ass eight months." Bakugo says, drying off his hair with a towel. Kirishima had forced him to shower. Kiri nods, scrolling through his gallery.
   "Yeah, look this is the first photo of you on my phone!" He holds the screen up, and Katsuki stares back at a picture of themselves, discreetly flipping Eijirou off during class. He sniggers, and rolls his eyes.
   "You still get on my fuckin' nerves just as much as you did back then, huh?" Katsuki smirks. Kirishima shrugs, harbouring a small smile. The pair have been reminiscing. With all the chaos going on with the LOV, it's important to take some time to think about nice things.

   Kirishima sets his phone down, and watches Katsuki clean up stray socks, and crumpled worksheets. "Whatcha lookin' at me for?" Bakugo decides not to turn around now that they're blushing; Eijirou's teasing is too good, and makes their face pink.
   "Just the best boyfriend ever." Katsuki can tell Kirishima's grinning by the tone of his voice, and it drives Katsuki crazy in the best way possible. Before Bakugo can decide on a rebuttal, the door of their bedroom flies open, revealing Sero.
   "Sero, what the fuck." Katsuki hisses, attempting to hide how much it made him jump. Hanta's stare bolts on Eijirou; the redhead lets out a groan.
   "Shoot! I'm so sorry; I completely forgot." He apologises, rising from Bakugo's bed.
   "What's this about?" Katsuki asks, tossing a paper ball into the bin. Sero grabs Eijirou by the shoulder, narrowing his eyes at him.
    "Me and this idiot were supposed to be going to the local book fair." Kirishima gives him a passive, guilty puppy look, and Sero rolls his eyes. "Are you still going to come with me or do I have to go by myself?"

   "Yes, yes, I'm definitely coming." Kiri says, spinning around to Katsuki. "You want to join us?" Bakugo could go with them, but now he has the motivation, he should take advantage of it, and finish up this cleaning. They brush their fingers against Kirishima's. Katsuki's never been too enthusiastic about overly romancing in front of their friends.
   "I'll stay. Got junk to do." He replies. Kiri nods. He blinks between Sero and his boyfriend, before quickly leaning in, yanking Bakugo in by the collar of his shirt, and kissing him. Hanta tuts, muttering something about Kirishima being a big sappy sap. Katsuki's face gets warm, and he messes up Eijirou's hair as revenge. "Damn, Kiri, alright, just… Okay, dumbass." He blushes, fiddling with the hem of his shirt. Eijirou gives him a wave, and follows Sero out of Katsuki's bedroom.
   "Bye, love you!" He calls. Katsuki opens his mouth to return the sentiment, yet finds himself, for once, too flustered to speak. Eijirou seriously needs to recognise how powerful he is.

    After Kirishima and Sero left, Katsuki spent the next few hours cleaning his mess of a room. He even outsourced to the storage closet to find the vacuum cleaner. Eijirou didn't specify a time for his return but Katsuki didn't mind - he was happy Kiri even went. They were all too nervous that Eijirou would slip into a position of 24/7 monitoring out of pure fear that Bakugo was going to do something again. He doesn't need to be looked after. Although…
    Bakugo made lunch, and ran some YouTube videos in the background whilst they briefed a few flashcards. What they forget, however, is that they have left auto-play on. And what was originally a regular, vlog style video, became a hero compilation, became a figurine review, became a music box playlist. Bakugo tucked his flashcards away, and finished off his pasta salad. It didn't entirely register in his brain that he was humming along to one of the lullabies. Their phone buzzed, and they fished it from their pocket. It was a message from Kiri, and when Bakugo's eyes lay upon it, they felt a familiar fluttering in their stomach, and smiled at their screen.

Redriot<3: me and Sero found some super cool books :) dont forget to eat lunch btw!

Lordofchaos: i had pastah it was good :))

Lordofchaos: when ar you coming bak i want too cudle

   Kirishima sipped from his tea. After milling around the stalls, the two sat down at an adorable café to hide from the sun for a while, and to secure some lunch. Sero's been chatting up one of the waitresses for the past five minutes, much to Eijirou's amusement. When he glances back down at his phone, he's surprised when he reads his boyfriend's texts. He wasn't expecting this type of response - he thought Katsuki was trying to be productive today, not baby about. But he isn't complaining; his boyfriend deserves time to relax after everything he's been going through, Kiri is simply nervous that he isn't there to help his little one. He texts back.

Redriot<3: that's good that you've eaten lunch good job :)!

Redriot<3: Bakugo…. are you little? Are you still in your room?

Lordofchaos: yeaa in my room

Lordofchaos: no im not litle im big not little

Lordofchaos: ....

Lordofchaos: daddy whered you putted my paci

   Kirishima giggles at the messages, leaning back, and sipping on his tea. The contradiction is so painfully cute. Hanta has finally finished attempting - and failing - to get the number of three different waitresses, and now raises an eyebrow at him from across the table. "What are you looking at that's so funny?" He asks. Eijirou shakes his head profusely.
   "Oh, nothing." He says. He texts back where he left Katsuki's pacifier and sippy cup, and tells them he'll be back soon. All he can hope is that little Bakugo doesn't get himself in trouble.

   Bakugo didn't mean to. He really, really didn't mean to. But he did. He slipped. And now he's invaded Kirishima's room, Sparky and Captain in his arms. He was getting the upset feeling in his stomach when more, and more painstakingly long minutes passed only for Eijirou to not magically appear in front of him. Katsuki opens one of Eijirou's drawers, and pulls out a shirt. He nuzzles it against his face, but it just smells of washed, cleaned, nothing. They sit on the bed instead, and cuddle one of the pillows. Bingo! Pure Kiri scent. Bakugo giggles, pressing his face into it, and shaking his paci about. Daddy's smell makes him feel so safe, like he's in a protective bubble. However, they were still missing him badly, and clumsily tapped out another message.

Lordofchaos: daddy come bak pleeese!!

Redriot<3: omw <3 how about you draw me a picture?

   Now, this Bakugo could do! Yet, their three year old brain could not figure a particularly genius way to go about this. Daddy had written on all his paper - a lot of big, school information stuff, often double-sided - and Katsuki didn't think they had any of their own spare paper… They sucked on their pacifier as their eyes drifted around the room until the most smart, most massive brained idea ever, hit them right in their silly head. Katsuki could just draw on the walls!

Lordofchaos: okay!!! ill draw the bestest picktur ever!

Redriot<3: I can't wait to see it baby :)
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A/N: he's just making the most of his surroundings. You don't get it, he's an artist guys >:( anyway, another chapter where I write Bakugo committing to a bad decision, you're welcome