write me a longer kiribaku love story
Here's a longer Kiribaku love story with all the moments that bring them closer together, spanning their years at U.A. High School and beyond.
---### **Title: "Braving the Flames"**
**Chapter 1: The Start of Something**
Kirishima Eijiro wasn't one to get shy around people, but Bakugou Katsuki was a different story.From the first day at U.A. High School, Kirishima had admired Bakugou. He was powerful, driven, and had that unapologetic confidence Kirishima respected. As Kirishima got to know him, he saw the complex layers behind the brashness: the moments of vulnerability, the fierce dedication to his friends, and that unyielding spirit.One night after a grueling day of training, Kirishima sat with Bakugou on the dorm's rooftop, both of them leaning back to catch their breath. The stars were out, and the city lights glittered in the distance."You know, Bakugou," Kirishima said, watching the sky, "I've never met anyone as intense as you. It's... inspiring."Bakugou gave a low snort, though he didn't seem annoyed. "I don't need your approval, Shitty Hair.""I know," Kirishima said, grinning. "But you've got it anyway."Bakugou didn't respond, but his expression softened slightly as he stared out over the city. For Kirishima, moments like these made the long days and difficult training worth it. He felt like he was seeing a side of Bakugou no one else got to see—a side that he was beginning to feel connected to in a way that went beyond friendship.---**Chapter 2: Growing Closer**
Months went by, and Kirishima found himself gravitating toward Bakugou more and more. They trained together almost every day, and Kirishima took every opportunity to hang out with him. To his surprise, Bakugou rarely pushed him away. In fact, Kirishima sensed that Bakugou enjoyed his company.But Kirishima's growing feelings were becoming harder to hide. Every time Bakugou smirked or showed that rare, genuine smile, Kirishima's heart would skip a beat.One rainy night, Kirishima was in the common room, doing some late-night studying. Bakugou walked in, his hair damp from the rain, and sat across from him without a word. He pulled out a book and started studying, too. The silence between them was comforting, and Kirishima couldn't help but watch Bakugou out of the corner of his eye.After a while, Bakugou looked up and caught him staring. "What's your problem?" he asked, eyebrows raised.Kirishima's face turned red. "Ah—nothing, man. Just spaced out, I guess." He laughed, rubbing the back of his neck.Bakugou looked at him for a moment, then shook his head, a small smirk tugging at his lips. "You're an idiot, Kirishima," he muttered, but there was no malice in his voice.---**Chapter 3: Confessions**
It wasn't until their second year that Kirishima realized he couldn't keep his feelings hidden. They were on a training mission together, fighting against simulated villains. They had each other's backs like always, and Kirishima felt an overwhelming surge of pride as he watched Bakugou handle their opponents with his usual explosive style.After they'd finished, they were walking back to the dorms together, the adrenaline still rushing through them. Kirishima felt his heart pounding—not from the battle, but from the realization that he couldn't keep his feelings to himself any longer."Katsuki," he said, stopping in his tracks.Bakugou turned, raising an eyebrow. "What?"Kirishima took a deep breath, his hands shaking. "I... I think I like you. Like... really like you. More than a friend."Bakugou's eyes widened, his face unreadable. For a moment, Kirishima feared he'd ruined everything.But then Bakugou looked away, his cheeks slightly pink. "You're a damn idiot, you know that?" he muttered. "But... maybe you're not so bad."Kirishima's heart skipped a beat. He tried to hold back a grin, but it was impossible. "So... does that mean you...?"Bakugou glared at him, though his expression was softer than usual. "I don't hate you," he said, his voice low. "And I don't let just anyone stick around this long, you know?"Kirishima chuckled, feeling warmth spread through his chest. "I'll take that as a yes."---**Chapter 4: Braving the Flames**
Over the next few months, they grew closer in a way neither of them had expected. Their relationship was an unspoken thing, a quiet understanding that lingered between them.Kirishima quickly learned that Bakugou wasn't big on traditional expressions of affection, but his actions spoke louder than words. He'd stay up late helping Kirishima study, show up to support him during battles, and, on rare occasions, let Kirishima see that softer side of him.One night, they were sitting together on the same rooftop, the city lights twinkling below. Bakugou leaned back against the wall, and Kirishima leaned close, feeling his warmth."Thanks for sticking around, Katsuki," Kirishima said, his voice soft.Bakugou scoffed, but he didn't move away. "Someone's got to keep you out of trouble," he muttered, though he was smiling.Kirishima smiled, resting his head on Bakugou's shoulder. For once, Bakugou didn't push him away.---**Chapter 5: Through the Years**
They graduated from U.A. and began working as pro heroes, each taking on their own set of challenges. But no matter how difficult things got, they always found their way back to each other.One evening, after a particularly rough mission, Kirishima returned to their shared apartment, feeling exhausted. Bakugou was already there, nursing a cup of tea. He looked up as Kirishima walked in, and without a word, he got up and wrapped an arm around Kirishima's shoulders.Kirishima sighed, leaning into him. "Rough day?"Bakugou nodded, his hand tightening on Kirishima's shoulder. "Yeah... but we made it through, didn't we?"Kirishima smiled, feeling his weariness melt away. "Yeah, we did."Over time, their bond only grew stronger. They fought side by side, took on challenges together, and supported each other through every hardship. They were each other's strength and each other's weakness, but they wouldn't have had it any other way.Years later, on a quiet night much like their first on the U.A. rooftop, Bakugou surprised Kirishima by taking his hand."You're... everything to me, you know that?" Bakugou muttered, his face red. "Even if you're a dumbass sometimes."Kirishima laughed, squeezing his hand. "I know. And you're everything to me, too."They stood there, looking out over the city they'd sworn to protect. In a world full of uncertainty, they were each other's constant—a quiet flame that had never stopped burning.
