2024 Oneshots

☠Day 10 (Bakugou, Kirishima x Fem!Reader)

You sit cross-legged on the couch at Kirishima's place, arms stretched over the backrest, feeling the satisfying ache of a day spent training hard with two of your closest friends. Kirishima's house is always warm, filled with the faint scent of sandalwood and the distant hum of city noise outside the window. Bakugou is on the floor, arms crossed over his chest as he glares at what you've been watching on TV.

Kirishima, lounging next to you, nudges your knee with his elbow and nods in Bakugou's direction as a smile grows on his lips. "You gotta admit, Y/N, you totally got Bakugou worked up today," he laughs brightly. "He hates losing to you more than anyone."

Bakugou grunts, eyes narrowing at the comment. "I didn't lose, dumbass. I just didn't try."

You smirk, biting your lip to prevent a laugh as you watch him sulk. "Sure, Bakugou. Whatever helps you sleep at night."

His scowl deepens, the familiar crease forming between his brows. Finally, you just can't help the laugh that bubbles from your chest. There's something about riling Bakugou up that's always so entertaining.

You get up, stretching your arms above your head, and announce, "I'm gonna grab a drink. You two want anything?"

Both shake their heads, and you shrug, muttering, "Your loss," before heading toward the kitchen. The moment you're out of sight, Kirishima's expression shifts. He leans forward, elbows resting on his knees, and glances at Bakugou, hesitating.

"You know... If I didn't know any better, I'd think you like her," Kirishima says, his voice a little quieter than usual, his words laced with an edge of nervousness. His bright red eyes flicker toward the kitchen before landing back on Bakugou. He doesn't necessarily want Bakugou to like you, but the fact that he doesn't know is killing him. "She's cool and everything, but..."

He trails off, letting his unspoken concern hang in the air.

Bakugou doesn't answer, and for a moment, he just continues to glare at the TV. But after a second, he turns to face Kirishima with a glare. "Tch. Shut up. You don't know what you're talking about."

But Kirishima just rubs the back of his neck, awkwardly avoiding eye contact. "It's fine if you do... I mean, I get it. It's just-" He hesitates, chewing on his bottom lip. "I guess I'm just having a hard time with it since, well... I like her, too."

Bakugou's scowl falters for a brief second as surprise flashes in his eyes. He opens his mouth to respond, but then you walk back into the room and the tension is immediately shoved to the side.

*** 

The next day, you're outside in Kirishima's backyard, sparring with him. You've always enjoyed sparring with Kirishima- he's fun and competitive, but not too intense. Well, at least compared to Bakugou.

"Come on, Y/N! You've gotta try harder than that if you want to beat me!" Kirishima laughs as he dodges your punch. You roll your eyes but can't help grinning. He's always like this, teasing you during practice.

Bakugou watches from the sidelines, arms crossed, his expression hard as he follows your every move. He's been rather quiet today for some reason.

Kirishima grins wider, his attitude making you laugh. "Think you're gonna take me down?"

"Shut up," you reply, stepping up your game. "You'll eat your words." But even as you focus on Kirishima, you can feel Bakugou's eyes on you, watching your every move like a hawk.

Suddenly, Bakugou steps forward, interrupting. "You're done with him. Spar with me now."

You blink in surprise as he steps right between the two of you. "What? But we were-"