my hero academia | one shots

odd feelings ~ kiribaku

Sowwy I haven't been updating here uwu I'm kind of in a writer's block (well I have this scenario done) but other than that, I don't have any ideas for other ships, so if you guys could suggest something, I could do it! :)

Okie now let's keep going ^^

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Kirishima's P.O.V~

Bakugou was kissing me.

The feeling of Bakugou's surprisingly soft lips on mine was obviously new to me, but I loved it. It felt like I was kissing the sun, honestly, he's so warm, but I didn't know what to do. Do I kiss back? Wait, what will happen if I kiss back? Then I'll have to confess! I still haven't figured out what to say!

Before I could make up my mind, though, Bakugou pulled away. The feeling of those warm lips left me, and I felt lost. I wanted to kiss him back, but I wasn't sure if it was the right thing. I wanted to feel those magical lips and his enchanting warmth exploring my mouth, soon my entire body, but was it right?

But then, Bakugou spoke up. "Sorry."

I looked him in the eyes, oh those dreamy crimson spheres— so perfect. His gaze was full of lust, I could tell, but he was also unsure of what to do now. I rose my hands up to his face and cupped his cheeks. "Why are you sorry? There's no need to be." I whispered, pulling our faces closer. Is this right? Am I doing this right?

Our eyes were locked, both of us knew what we wanted. We wanted to kiss passionately, messily, lovingly. We wanted to hold hands forever, cuddle with one another forever, be together forever. But was it right?

"I said I'm sorry for being so fucking rude— I just kissed you outta nowhere, literally, I think that's called sexual harassment?" Bakugou snapped, shockingly quiet, though. I chuckled a little at that last remark, it was a joke. Wait.. Bakugou joking. Hah, that's new.

As I was chucking, a smirk spread on Bakugou's fair-skinned cheeks, leaving me alerted. I put my hands up to protect my face from getting "sexually harassed," but he quickly pushed my hands out of the way. Bakugou pinned me to the wall, regaining his confidence, and brushed his lips against mine. Unlike last time, I immediately melted into the kiss.

We slowly both opened our mouths, letting our tongues run free. Bakugou, being the Bakugou he is, took over the situation and crowned himself dominant. He slipped his tongue into my mouth, perfecting the kiss. It felt so amazing, so new to me, I wanted more. But all good things come to an end.

I was the one to pull away this time, though. I wanted to tell Bakugou how I felt about him before we continued to do anything else. He deserves to know, he has to know. I can't avoid it.

Once our lips parted, I immediately regretted it. I was already missing the taste of Bakugou's everything. But I need to tell him.

Bakugou's eyes fluttered open, his expression was a mix of confusion and lust, it was really manly. His hands slowly left my face, tracing down my arms to my hands. Once he reached both of them, he allowed his fingers to intertwine with mine, leaving our hands locked, sharing our warmth. I looked up at him, letting a gulp go down my throat harshly.

"Bakugou.. no, Katsuki. I need to tell you something." I spoke, my stare wondering down, back to the floor. "What is it? That you're in love with me? Yeah, I figured that much." Bakugou assumed, a sly grin on his flustered face.

I nervously chuckled before continuing with my confession. "Yeah, I do love you with all my life, but I kinda want to do the whole confession thing." I replied, my hand fidgeting within Bakugou's. My eyes met his sight once more, he had a small, but genuine, smile on his face. His eyes narrowed on me, as if he were studying my looks and pasting them into his head. "You can do your fucking confession, but I ain't doing one. As you can already see, I suck at expressing my shitty feelings with stupid words." He finally spoke, giving me yet another reason to giggle. "Okay then, you don't have to do one. But be aware, I am gonna talk a lot."

Bakugou nodded, signaling for me to begin.

"Okay, Bakugou." I breathed, trying to find my voice. What should I begin with? Why I love him or how I love him? Uhh, how about why I love him. Aha, okay, yeah, let's do that. "The reason why I love you, why I fell in love with you, why I only love you, is because..." I began, still grasping for the right words. I'm guessing my face showed my hurry, since Bakugou held my hand close to his mouth and kissed it, then whispered, "Take your time. I'm not going anywhere."

I nodded, taking another breath in. Okay, you love Bakugou because of his restlessness, his bravery, pride and personality. Because of who he is... yeah, that's right. Just.. just tell him that. "I love you because of the way you are, Baku- Katsuki. Your bravery and determination, I admire those qualities of yours so deeply— not to mention your bravery, I adore that as well."

Bakugou nodded. Well, tried to nod.

I kept going.

"I love you because of the way you have accepted me into your life. I pushed myself onto you repeatedly, hoping that one day I wouldn't have to do that anymore. And that day came, when you just casually began hanging out with me. I'm not really sure how to explain it, but that kinda told me you didn't hate me..." I continued hurriedly. Bakugou tried to speak here and there, but he kept stumbling over his words. He cleared his throat and looked away, an obvious tint of pink spreading across his cheeks, nose and ears.

I looked away once I noticed his flustered state. I knew I was going to grow embarrassed, too, so I might as well look away. I'm anyways going to be seeing that face for a while.

Anyway, I began finalizing my confession.

"...Lastly, I love you because of... you." I said, almost out of breath. This kind of thing is really exhausting.

"From your personality to your looks, from the way you act, to all the screaming and yelling and raging... I-I love it all."

Bakugou looked back to me, his eyes outlined by the slightest of tears. Did my words seriously touch him..? I'm shocked... I'm glad, though. He then pulled his hands away from mine and rushed up my back. Soon his hands were right at the back of my head, sunk into my red, spiky hair. His eyes were so wild, lost in mine, and his lips were begging to say something, but they just couldn't quite make it. I was going to help him with his words, but his hands quickly pushed our foreheads together, pushing our lips together as well, our tongue intertwining.

After a while of kissing and such, Bakugou closed his eyes, letting out a long, crooked sigh, before opening his eyes again.

"I love you so fucking much, Ejirou."

"I love you too, Katsu. More than you could imagine."

But I guess that last statement turned Bakugou's competitive spirit on, and so we began playfully fist fighting one another on the way to our dorms.

Plus, I never felt that weird, missing feeling again.

I think it's because of Katsuki. Maybe he was the one I was missing.

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