Tolerance ~ Bakugo x Kirishima

//Chapter FOUR

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Kirishima's POV

And then, he sat up, pulled me closer, and kissed me flat on the lips.

At first, I was so confused as what to do. Do I kiss back? Do I sit there and take it? Do I hold him (tight or don't)? Do I let it sink in or do I pull back and question him?

Before my questions could be answered or even seriously considered, he pulled back and looked me in the eye.

"B-Bakugo..." my voice was shaking and my hands were sweaty. Wasn't this what I wanted? Then why the hell was I so timid? "What... A-are you feeling alright?"

He didn't say anything, nor did he answer my questions. He just looked at me, gazing into my soul. It wasn't piercing, it was serene. It was warm. But I still couldn't tell if I was disturbed by it or not.

"Kiri," He began. "I don't know, That's why I need your help."

I shrunk down from the arm of the couch, intimidated. What did he need my help with? Why did he just kiss me? "Oi, you think that Infinity Girl would come over?"

"Bakugo, why do you want Uraraka over?" I muttered, even more confused.

"You're right. Maybe that paranoid kid with tits would come over." He broke the gaze to stare at the wall.

"Bakugo--"

"I guess the Invisible chick would come over, but I don't know if that's exactly the point."

Even more confusion. "Bakugo--"

"Aren't you friends with pink hair? You could invite her over."

"Baku--"

"I don't want to mess with Headphone Chick though."

"Katsuki. Shut up for a second and listen to me." 

He turned his head to me, his eyes wide. It wasn't like the normal eyes wide expression, like the 'I'm going to kill your whole family and dance on their graves' face, he looked emotionless.

Now that I really had his attention, I didn't know what to say. "Why... why do you want Uraraka, Momo, Tooru, Mina, or Jiro over?"

Bakugo ran his hands through his hair and sighed as he did. "Cause I have to test my theory."

I cocked my head. "Your theory?"

"Yeah, the one that I'm bisexual."

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It all suddenly clicked. That was probably why he kissed me, and when I say 'probably' I mean that's what happened and I'm sure of it. 

"Are you sure this is the best way to go about it?"

He rolled his eyes. "Well, how the hell would you do it? Shit, how did you do it?"

I knew very well how I found out I was gay, but that was not a story I was willing to tell him. Probably ever. "I don't remember how I found out, just that I found out. But whatever you want to do, I don't think you should drag an innocent girl over here, kiss her, and kick her to the curb. Especially any of those you just mentioned."

"Well then what am I supposed to do?!" He gazed at me for a moment, same as he did before. "Can you kiss like a girl would?"

"No, Bakugo. I don't even know what that is supposed to mean."

He flopped back down on the couch, once again sighing. "I don't either." 

I stood up, giving him some room and trying to help. "Well, have you ever been attracted to a girl in the past at any point?"

"No." Bakugo scoffed. "But to be fair I've never been attracted to a guy before now."

My eyes went wide. My heart stopped. I couldn't breathe for a minute. That minute felt like an hour, but then my heart began to race. My hands weren't shaking, but the internal feeling was like that. My stomach began to turn-- in a good way.

'I've never been attracted to a guy before now.'

'Attracted to a guy.'

'Before now.'

I didn't want to believe he was talking about me, but at the same time, I wanted him to. I didn't want to be his first guy crush, but I wanted to work this out with him together. I wanted for him to know what he wanted, I wanted to help him.

I wanted to be his boyfriend.

This thought was kind of embarrassing on its own, and honestly kind of ridiculous. Or, at least I would have thought that if he didn't blush really hard and run off to his room. So naturally, I followed him.

He slammed his door, and so I waited a moment and knocked.

"Bakugo, are you all right? You just kind of... left."

That was exactly what he said to me after he made the homophobic comment.

He only responded with a rather loud explosion, which I could tell didn't do much damage, was just loud.

"Did I say something?" I waited for an answer that wasn't there. "Can I come in?"

This scene made me hurt like the time before.

He made some kind of noise that was somewhat between a grunt and a noise of displeasure. I, mistakenly at the time, took it for approval. I slowly opened the door and saw him curled up in the corner of his room, hugging his knees. It felt awful, like my fault. This scene, once again, reminded me of the time I came out to him, the time I cried myself far beyond sleep.

I  made my way over to him, moving slowly enough to give him time to collect himself, but not creepily slowly. Once I reached him, I crouched down next to him.

"Bakugo, are you okay? Was it something I said? I'm sorry, I didn't mean--"

"Dumbass." He picked his head up from his knees to look at me, eyes spilling with tears. "It couldn't be you. I'm crying because I'm a fucking idiot. And I'm sorry I made that homophobic comment or whatever you called it, I feel like a dick." By the time he finished saying that, he was crying a lot. The tears were flowing down his face and he was blushing hard again.

Feeling awful, I pulled him into a hug. But me being the idiot I am, forgot I was crouching and fell backward with him. I began to giggle, and he just cried harder into my shoulder.

"Bakugo, you aren't a dick, and it's okay. I know you really didn't mean it. Mainly because half an hour ago you kissed me, but not just that. Also, believe me when I say I know how you feel. I've been there. It's okay." I hugged him a little tighter, and he leaned into me.

He breathed deeply before coming out with a faint, "Kirishima, I quite frankly don't know if I'm bisexual or not, but I don't care. When I impulsively kissed you earlier, sorry for that by the way, I guess it didn't help me with my 'theory' at all, but it did make one thing clear. I realized that I want to kiss you more and more. And when you caught me off guard calling me by my first name, I realized yet again that I want to kiss you more, and more and more and more. You..."

"Kirishima, I want you to be my boyfriend."

This chapter was inspired by the song Hands Down, by Dashboard Confessional.