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He gave a small huff to the red haired boy in front of him, eyes heavy and skin beaded with sweat. "Awh.. already giving up now? I thought you said you could take it..." Bakugou narrowed his eyes towards his shit eating grin.
"That's what you thin-mmmh...fuck-!" He bit his lip to keep himself quite, still trying to hide a poorly kept secret. Kirishima grinned.
"If you move again.." he looked down, examining his work before locking eyes with the blonde. "That'll be the full thing.."
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Bakugou adjusted the bag on his back, the mall was noisy, crowded. He could feel the lint in his pocket, fiddling with it as he stopped listening to his friends and to the people around him.
"Yea- I know. I'm so- yes sir. Yes. My apologies." A miserable woman on the phone, she looked like she was on the verge of tears.
"Did you see the news? Scary shit these days..don't know how much else I can take." A miserable high schooler. High school...he tried not to think about it.
"Hi mom..! Yea no everything's all good, yea. Just tired. I promise I'll visit soon. I know mom. I know." A miserable college student on his lunch break. He knew the kid.
Everything looked miserable to him. A shade of gray he got tired of seeing everywhere. He huffed gently and turned his head looking the other way. He watched his surroundings as they started to disappear the music playing in his headphones and taking his focus. After a few small moments of bliss something snapped him out of it.
"Hey..! Bakugou..? Are you alright...?" It was gentle, unlike the hard noise of the crowd around him. He stared blankly at his boyfriend, studying his eyes and smile. A small curt nod and a squeeze of the hand was all it took to reassure him. Kirishima turned his attention back towards the small group of friends.
He stole a few glances of the others before looking at his hands, crowds weren't his things and kirishima knew that. But, to be honest, he didn't mind it to much. He liked being able to be included, but it also has its downsides.
"Yeah no we're totally gonna get stoned and watch the fuck outta that movie. I promise you, a 3D shark movie? Gonna be a banger." Sero leaned back, his beanie tilting and causing his hair to poke up awkwardly. Bakugou didn't care much for this conversation, he let his thoughts take over and tuned out, fiddling with his popsocket.
"We just have to make sure Denki doesn't try smoking in the theater this time. We almost got kicked out last time." Sero's quiet other half chimed, his half and half hair style pulled back for once. The yellow color hair ties matching with Sero's hoodie. Cute.
Mina grinned "Yea well, you can only stop so much. We just have to make sure we get plenty of snacks for sparky or shitty hair." Bakugou started listening again, he usually said that. She rested her cheek in her palm, eyes rolling as she added, "Gettin tired of not getting any good snacks-"
He looked to Mina, Kirishima then away. Why could she also call him that, he gave him that nickname. Stupid. Don't be stupid. It's a nickname. Yes but he gave him that name. It was special for them, not her. Stupid, stupid, stupi-
"Bakugou..?" He was pulled from his thoughts, unpleasant. Kirishima held worry in his eyes and gave Bakugou' hand a squeeze. "You ok..?"
"Yea, I'm fine." Short and sweet, sufficient. Apparently not for his boyfriend though.
"Are you sure, cause my hand his losing feeling-" Bakugou looked down, he was almost crushing his fingers. He squinted and let go, sighing.
He stood upruptly "Gonna take a piss." Kirishima looked up at him and frowned, knowing something wasn't right. But thankfully, as he's learned, he would give Bakugou a few minutes to himself before interrogation.
