All over again (KrBk)

Back to Work

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The redhead paused as he thought it over.

"I don't know," he mumbled out loud. "Let me ask," he left Fat Gum's contact and went onto a man named Best Jeanist's contact. Sending him a message about it.

After he sent it, he turned his phone off and tossed it on the bed.

"I think it would be good for you if you did," Kirishima tells him.

"It would?" The blond questioned.

"Yeah," Kirishima doubled down. "It would be better practice for your quirk, if you even see any action that is," he explained.

"I dunno, I think the action I saw last night was pretty intense," Kirishima's face turned a bright red at Bakugou's remark and shoved the blond's face away from his as he turned his own to look away from him. Bakugou laughed at Kirishima's flustered response.

Although, he wasn't entirely wrong. There was a moment last night where Bakugou lost control of his quirk, something that happened during their first couple of times so he knew what to do when he saw the blond's palms lighting up. They had to pause for a moment to listen and see if Kurai had woken up because of the noise. They never had to worry about that prior since the blond had control of his quirk by then.

The redhead himself then chuckled.

"Are you saying you want us to fuck a whole lot?" He questioned, his own smirk growing on his face as he leaned closer towards Bakugou. The blond smiled and shrugged his shoulders, rolling his eyes as if he was thinking about it. Kirishima laughed. "As much as I would like that."

Bakugou snickered.

"I think it'd be better for you to go back to work," the redhead told him. "Better for aiming and stuff," he explained. Bakugou nodded understandably.

Kirishima got a notification and when he looked at it, he saw that it was Best Jeanist messaging him back. He opened his phone and read the message.

"He thinks you should," he responded. "But he wants you to be paired with me and do small missions, patrols and stuff," Kirishima continued. "He's messaging Fat Gum about it."

"Given how long it's taking him to respond to me, I guess it'll take a while before we hear back from either of them," Kirishima turned off his phone and turned towards the blond. "Want to have breakfast-er...well lunch now?"

"Yeah, I'm sure Kurai's hungry," Bakugou stood up and the redhead followed him. "Surprised she hasn't come into our room and started barking orders at us," the blond laughed as he opened their bedroom door. That made Kirishima pause. She would've, why hadn't she?

The thought made the worse feeling come to him. Like something was wrong. Bakugou seemed to have caught onto it too, as he looked at Kirishima with what must've been the same expression. They both rushed out their bedroom and stumbled over each other to reach Kurai's bedroom.

"Kurai?!" Kirishima opened the door. Kurai groaned and threw her blanket over herself. They both sighed out of relief. "Sorry to wake you up so suddenly princess," he apologized, approaching her bed and sitting down. He placed a hand on her back and rubbed it.

"We were jusy worried because you hadn't came in and bothered us," Bakugou explained, leaning against the door.

"Katsuki," Kirishima sighed looking at him. Although it was true, he shouldn't have said it. But that was a common thread when Bakugou had all of his memories. "But, yes, we were worried about you."

Kurai poked her head out from underneath her blanket to peer at them.

"Do you want breakfast?" Kirishima asked sweetly as Bakugou left downstairs to the kitchen. She nodded her head and sat up from her bed and reach up for her daddy. He smiled softly and picked her up as they went downstairs as well while Bakugou began to make something to start the day, although the day had already began.

"Papa and I had been talking about going back to work," he explained to her as he set her down on the couch. "So we might sign you up for darecare or hire a babysitter, we'll think of something," he sat down besides her.

She was quiet for a while before she flopped against the redhead's side.

"I feel safer with you guys," she mumbled, gripping Kirishima's shirt and hiding her face in it. The redhead sighed fondly and brushed his hand through her hair.

"I know," Bakugou and him typically had different schedules. Before Kurai came into their lives, it was a nightmare to not work together. But nowadays it worked out for them. One would be out working while the other stayed at home and took care of Kurai, Red, and the household chores. And their schedules would match up for when they were off and would spend time together.

But now that they're planning on pairing their schedules together for Bakugou's sake, there now was a worry about Kurai and Red.

"We'll find something just as good so you're safe," he comforted. She nodded but snuggled closer to Kirishima. "What do you want to watch princess?" He asked, grabbing the remote and trying to change the subject. She shifted her head and directed him to what she wanted.

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After brunch, Kirishima was finally able to contact Best Jeanist and Fat Gum. So while he did that, Bakugou and Kurai cuddled on the couch together.

"You're acting a lot like yourself again," Kurai mumbled out. The blond paused as he registered what she said.

"I am?" He questioned. She hummed in agreement. "Is that a good thing?" He asked. She snuggled closer, nodded and hummed.

Kirishima came back and sat down besides them.

"What's the word?" Bakugou asked.

"Looks like you're going back to work," he patted the blond on the shoulder. Kurai whined, dissatisfied with that out come. Bakugou's head rolled back in annoyance as he groaned in distaste but the redhead could tell that he was actually quite happy with that out come. Kirishima chuckled and patted Kurai's back.

"Don't worry," he tried to reassure her. "Despite that one little scare, we've secured...him extra hard and I'm certain he won't get out," but Kirishima knocked on their wooden coffee table just in case. "Besides, we plan on having you stay with some heroes, you'll be okay."

But that didn't comfort her.

"I only feel safe with you guys," she mumbled, hiding her face again in Bakugou's side. Kirishima flopped his head to the side and held a fond smile on his face.

"I know you do," he awed. "But you'll be just as safe with whoever they put you with," he attempted to comfort again. "Oh! And you'll be able to call us!" He added.

"Really?" She asked, sitting up and turning around to face Kirishima but still staying snuggled up with Bakugou.

"Yeah, I was able to talk them into it," he explained but her face told him that she didn't believe him. "Okay, they offered the idea to me and I agreed, but-!" Kurai smiled and laughed a little, "that doesn't matter, what does is the fact that you are allowed."

"When do we start?" Bakugou asked.

"Next monday," he responded. "It gives us sometime to get some of your memories tomorrow and sometime to practice your quirk a little more," Bakugou nodded his head.

"And we won't be called for immediate emergencies since it'll take you a while to get back to putting your costume on quickly," Kirishima explained to him. Bakugou nodded slowly again, taking in the information.

When he paused he glanced behind Kirishima to the windows and saw how the sun was setting. He picked Kurai up and handed her over onto Kirishima's lap.

"Take this for me, will ya?" He said once he officially let go of her. "While I go make dinner," he explained, getting up.

"Oh, of course," the redhead squeezed Kurai tighter to him and she tried to wiggle out. Bakugou chuckled fondly as he went to the kitchen to make dinner.