Blood & Medicine (On Hold)

Part 3: The Club Isn't The Best Place To Go

Bakugou's POV

I grumble as I hear my phone vibrate. I pick it up, thinking it's Ochako insulting me again but I'm surprised. It's Shitty Hair? He says let me in? I look toward my door as I see him smiling and waving through the glass panels on the side of the door way. I chuckle and get up, going to the door.

"What is it Shitty Hair?"

"Soooo. I had an ideaaaa."

"It better not include shoving your finger in a ring sizer and getting stuck."

"Wha? No! It's something even better!"

I raise a brow. "What."

"Sooo. I know you've been a little... Frustrated recently."

I narrow my eyes. "I've been handling heats just fine. I'm not frustrated."

"That's not what I meant bro. I meant frustrated in general. I got the perfect place!"

"Is it Ochako's place so I can bash her brains in and get rid of her?"

His mouth stays stuck open and he blinks before shaking his head slowly. "No-"

"God dammit Kiri just tell me!"

"It's a club! I know you've been wanting to one and we've just both been busy! We should go!"

I sigh and look at him. "Kiri... You know we can't do that. We have work tomorrow."

"Aww come on Bakubro. Everyone can have fun one time or another. Come on, it's fun there!"

I sigh before pausing and looking back at him, "Wait a damn minute Kiri. How do you know?"

"Uhhhhh. That don't matter! I just do!"

"Kiriii?"

He rubs the back of his neck. "I may or may not have gone during my rut?"

"Oh. Oh God Kirishima! Don't tell me it's a strip club!"

"It's not just a strip club! It's got other stuff."

I raise my brow and he sighs. "Okay fine, it's mostly a strip club. But! There are some other things!"

I sigh and lean on my doorway. "You're not giving up, are you?"

"Nope!"

I sigh and nod. "Fine. Fine we'll go. But! You're not getting me to do anything with any of the people there."

He smiles. "You know I wouldn't force your hand!"

I raise my brow and he looks away. "O-Other than this."

"Lemme go get ready. Wait here." I shut the door and walk upstairs, sighing softly. Why in the world would Shitty Hair go to a fucking strip club just for his rut? Is it easier? I'd be worried about STDs but I'm guessing they check everyone there before anything. I change into some nice close and grab my keys before going back downstairs.

I open and lock the door before stepping out and locking the door. "Let's go I suppose."

He nods and starts walking. I put my hands in my pockets and follow after him. The streets weren't very busy today which is surprising.

After about 15 minutes of walking, we're standing in front of a place called "The Stage". I raise my brow and tilt my head. "Kinda generic?"

"It's good I promise!"

We walk up to the door and a tall bouncer raises his brow. "ID?"

Me and Kirishima pull out our IDs and he glances at them before nodding and opening the door. We step inside and are greeted with both male and female Omegas on the stages, pole dancing fluidly and teasing the audience right up on the edge.