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𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡

Ever since what happened, you, Kirishima, and Bakugou have been inseparable. They've been there for you whenever you need them, like always. They've been so good to you, so kind, much more kind than you could ever deserve. You have to find some way to repay them. Soon enough, you did.

The two teens sat in the living room, gazing at you expectantly, studying your mischievous grin. "I haven't really had the chance to thank you, so...and I wanted to get you this at school, but I knew it would be best if I waited."

You move your hands out from behind your back, revealing four tickets. You pass two of them to the boys. You watch them eagerly, gauging their reaction.

"You got us tickets to a baseball game?" Bakugou asks.

"With our favorite team? How did you know?" Kirishima adds.

"Cause I hear you guys talking about them all the time, duh. I'm always paying attention to you two, since I'm such an amazing friend." You remark, giggling when Bakugou rolls his eyes. "I also got you seats right behind home plate. It was expensive, but I had some enough saved up from work to pay for it. What do you think? Do you like it?"

"We love it! This is awesome, (y/n)!" Kirishima got to his feet, and threw his arms around you, hugging you, squeezing tightly.

"Yeah, not bad for a total dumbass." Bakugou teases. You roll your eyes, grabbing him by the shirt and pulling him into the hug as well. He fights you a little at first, but reluctantly accepts the affection.

"I do have one question." Kirishima says once he releases you. "Who's the fourth ticket for?"

"Oh, right. It's for my brother. I owe him a lot, too. I mean, he took care of me when I got surgery for my ACL repair. He took the whole week off and spent it with me. That's okay with you guys, right?"

The two boys exchange glances. Kirishima grits his teeth and Bakugou bites his tongue.

"Sure."

"Yeah."

It's total bullshit. Your brother does one nice thing for you, and he gets to join and forth wheel? It's unfair. They were there too when you were recovering from your surgery. They checked on you every single day, wether that be through texting, visiting, or stalking, they did it. They were there for you.

But since they both love you so much and want to spend time with you, they suppose they'll have to put up with him, even if they think he's a complete asshole who doesn't deserve living with you or being near you at all. They'll do it for you, like always.

--

You settle in your seats behind home plate. Kirishima on your right, Bakugou beside him, and Naoki on your left.

"I can't believe we have to sit with asshole again. He's always getting in our way." Bakugou mutters.

"Bakugou, stop. There's nothing we can do about it, okay? Remember what I said about bettering  our relationship with (y/n)? We should at least pretend to like him." Kirishima replies.

"What are you two weirdos talking about over there?" You ask, leaning over and facing them.

"We're talking about you, and how you look like a fucking dork munching on all that cotton candy. What are you, five?" Bakugou gestures to you and the practically destroyed cotton candy you have in hand.

You frown at him, licking the stickiness of the sugar from your lips. "You know what? Just because you said that, I'm not sharing with either of you. Fuck you."

"What? What did I do?" Kirishima whines. "You're guilty by association, sorry."

"Oi, the games starting, so shut up." Naoki interjects, getting your attention back. God, they can't stand him. You roll your eyes at him, mouthing a "sorry" to the two on your right.

--

Later in the inning, Kirishima gets the chance to talk to you again. "So, do you like watching baseball?"

"Eh, it's okay. It always goes on for a little while, and I have a short attention span, so I have to really try if I want to focus on the game. I do like the uniforms players wear, it makes their asses look amazing." You giggle.

"Of course. I'm not even surprised." Kirishima jokes, rolling his eyes playfully. "Do you have any favorite players or anything?"

"I do have one..Shohei Ohtani? He's from Japan originally, but he's playing in the states now and he's really good."

"Yeah, I've heard of him."

"..He could totally get it."

Bakugou, who overhears the conversation shakes his head. "You're such a freak."

"Shut up! Don't pretend like you haven't thought about it before, Baku-gay!"

Bakugou springs up from his chair, and it looks like he's about to tackle you. "What the fuck did you just call me?"

"You heard me, bitch." You shot back.

"Alright, that's enough you two."  Kirishima rests a hand on the both of you, keeping you separated and preventing things from escalating further. "Apologize to each other."

"Sorry." Bakugou mutters. Kirishima elbows him. "Fuck, fine! I'm sorry, okay?"

"I'm sorry too, for trying to help you accept something about yourself that everyone else can see. Denial is a river in Egypt is all I have to say-"

"(Y/n)!"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I was making a joke, I didn't mean anything by it. You can be or straight or bi, or whatever, I was teasing you."

"Good, now hug it out." Upon Kirishima's instructions, Bakugou reluctantly hugs you, but then he holds you tight, pressing his head into your neck and smelling your perfume and shampoo. He hates how addictive you are.

"You're so annoying." He mutters, his lips pressed against the shell of your ear.

"You love it." You smirk at him, and he hates how you're right. He hates how badly he wants to kiss you right now.

The sound of a bat hitting the ball gets your attention, making the two of you let go of each other and focus on the game, watching as it flies into the air and out to the crowd in the outfield.

--

During one of the later innings, when they're switching pitchers, you head up to the bathroom, leaving Kirishima and Bakugou alone with your brother. Kirishima decides to take this time to at least try to bond with your brother.

He clears his throat nervously, facing him. "So, (y/n)'s great, isn't she?"

"She really is." Naoki shifts his gaze from the pitcher warming up, to Kirishima. "You don't have to play nice now when she's not here. I know you both hate me. And I know you did something to Shigaraki. That guy was a creep and he had it coming, but there's something up with you two, something that smells rotten.  So stay away away from my sister, okay? And if you harm a hair on her head, I'll fucking kill you."

Kirishima is stunned. He looks over at Bakugou anxiously.

Shit. They're going to have to kill him, aren't they?