Dinner is over quick and soon Kirishima and Bakugou are sparring.
After blocking a particularly strong barrage of attacks, Kirishima says to Bakugou, "you haven't called me 'shirt hair' a lot lately, you know, always calling me Kirishima."
The shock Bakugou shows and the moment he hesitates is all Kirishima needs to tackle him and pin him down. Kirishima sits straddling Bakugou's stomach, pinning his hands above his head with his quirk.
"Ha! I beat you, Blasty!" Says Kirishima with a triumphant grin.
Bakugou, who was still bright red from Kirishima's statement before, retorts, "gahhh, you fucking cheated."
"No, I won fair and square, we never said we couldn't talk. You just can't accept the fact you lost!" Kirishima answers, sticking his tongue out childishly.
Bakugou blushes, 'fuck, he's cute,' he thinks. He hopes that his redness can be mistaken for exertion. "Hmmph. Anyway, get the fuck off me, hair for brains. You're bloody heavy."
Kirishima blushes when he realises he was still sitting on Bakugou, "oh! I'm so sorry." He scrambles to get off the ash-blonde male.
"No need to apologise, shitty hair, just remember for next time." Bakugou grumbles under his breath. Kirishima hears this and flashes Bakugou a blinding grin, one of the ones that pushes all the air out of Bakugou's lungs, leaving him gasping for breath.
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