Kiribaku Oneshots

"I'll make it up to you..." - Continued

It's been awhile, huh? There's a certain crowd that's been waiting for this. For context, this is a continuation of Concept 19, in which Bakugou makes a mistake and Kirishima's feelings are hurt. Let's see if they can work it out.
CW: mentioned/implied smutty topics, fluff, extremely mild angst (literally idek if you can call it that), mild hurt/comfort

Kirishima couldn't take it. The bed was too cold, and his mind was racing. He sits up and swings his legs off the bed. He's been working with Katsuki on his communication, and he'd be damned if he didn't practice what he preached. He stands and crosses the room to the dresser, pulling out a t-shirt for himself and a pair of pajamas for Bakugou. He spies the bag of snacks and bunch of convenience store flowers and grins; Katsuki isn't usually one to get flowers unless he means it, even if they're a little cheaper. He was probably in a hurry. He takes the flowers with him as he leaves the bedroom. He finds Bakugou sitting on the couch with his elbows on his knees, mindlessly staring at the shitty romcom playing on the tv. He doesn't really like romcoms. Kirishima can tell he just wanted some white noise. He doesn't turn to look at him when he walks in, nor when he places his change of clothes next to him, but he can tell he's sensed his presence.
"Thank you for the flowers," he says softly, placing a gentle kiss to the blonde's temple. "I'm gonna put them in water, ok?" He waits for a nod before he enters the kitchen to do just that. When he comes back, Bakugou hasn't moved besides the fact that he's relaxed into the couch with closed eyes. Kirishima takes the seat next to him and leans into his side, resting his head on his shoulder. "I saw you on the news...are you hurt?" Bakugou leans into him, letting his head fall to rest in fluffy red hair.
"No, I'm fine...you should see the other guy," he quips, wrapping his arms around the redhead to pull him into his chest. Kirishima chuckles at the one-liner and properly snuggles into his boyfriend's embrace, both of them falling to lay there on the couch together, one on top of the other. He feels the blonde's chest rise with a deep breath. "I'm sorry I ruined your surprise, Ei...I know you were really excited about it..."

Kirishima traces circles into his boyfriend's chest.
"It's alright, Katsuki...I'm bummed about it, but I forgive you. I was more upset because you didn't tell me you'd be back late at some point," he explains. "...but I understand that you usually leave your phone in your office if it's an emergency. I guess in the moment it pissed me off because I was so excited, but now...I'm just glad you're safe. So, I'm sorry for being a bit of a brat about it," he says, a chuckle lacing that last sentence. He feels his boyfriend sigh upon hearing the laugh, no doubt relieved that he lightened up the mood a bit.
"'S ok," he says, snorting at his next words. "You'd've been more of a brat if I'd arrived on time," he teases. As he speaks, his hand moves lower on Kirishima's back so he can punctuate the sentence with a pinch of the redhead's ass cheek. He laughs a little at the loud squeak Kirishima makes when he does, that tired, husky laugh that Eijiro thinks is sexy. When Kirishima looks up, he's got that adorable blush on his face, and that embarrassed smile. Kirishima lightly punches his boyfriend's shoulder.
"Oh shut up! I was planning on behaving, thank you very much!"
"Sure you were, Ei," Bakugou says, flashing that loving smile that only Kirishima has seen. And all the redhead can think to do in that moment is kiss him. It's one of those kisses that they both laugh and smile into, before they both sigh and it melts into something so sweet and filled with so much love, each of them with a gentle hand on the other's cheek. Kirishima's thumb always traces the scar on Bakugou's cheek when they kiss like this. It's a subtle, silent way of saying 'thank you'—'thank you for being alive'—'thank you for coming back to me.' When he pulls away, he just stays there for a moment, looking down at his boyfriend like he's a precious photo in a locket.

"I love you, Kats..."

"I love you too, Eiji..."

He plants one more kiss to the blonde's lips before laying down next to him so he can keep looking at him. It's almost uncomfortable how close they have to be to keep from falling off the couch, but they make it work.
"How much of your surprise did you see when you came home?" Kirishima asks, suddenly remembering that he left it out on the dresser.
"Not much," Bakugou shrugs. "Too dark to see it in detail, but I did catch an orange x.~" he raises an eyebrow at the redhead with a teasing lilt in his voice. Kirishima chuckles, matching the lilt in response and wiggling his eyebrows.
"What can I say? I know what my boyfriend likes.~" They both laugh a little at the response. After a moment, Kirishima speaks again, at the end of a serrated yawn. "D'you still wanna see it? I took pictures." Bakugou yawns back and closes his eyes.
"Nah, for two reasons. One, if I see them, I'll get hard, an' we're both too exhausted to deal with that right now. Two, 'wanna see you in it in real time so I can properly show you how much I love it."
"Fair enough," Kirishima chuckles at the sound of Bakugou's sleepy voice. "Put your pajamas on and I'll go put it away so you don't see more of it. Then let's go to bed, 'kay?" Bakugou makes a quiet sound of annoyance—akin to a sleepy cat—at the notion of moving, but he agrees.

Eventually, they find their way into bed. All is forgiven, and that special surprise is saved for another day.

Not my best ending but y'know. Lowkey wanna write another part where Katsuki finally gets to see that surprise. Thoughts?