Eijirou was walking back to his room – he kind of missed his floor when Todoroki dragged him around – so lost in thought that he didn't see a silhouette of a person leaning to the wall across the entrance to his room.
"Hey, shitty hair!"
He might have screamed like a little girl when he was abruptly pulled from his mind by the familiar voice calling out to him and the subject of his hard thinking appearing in his vision. He would never admit that he did.
"B-Bakugou." His nerves didn't calm down immediately, and he knew it was due to what Todoroki 'explained' to him.
Bakugou stood there, shirt still mused, hair unruly as it was when he last saw the ash blonde, but calm and collected - a bizarre phenomenon.
Who was he kidding, everything that has happened today was weird. A calm Bakugou is less weird than Bakugou doing...doing things...with Midoriya. I won't blush! That is not manly. Not in this situation.
Bakugou narrowed his red eyes, and once again Eijirou had found himself being dragged around by one of his classmates.
They were in his own room, the decorations he considered manly totally forgotten, the only thing on his mind relatively angry Bakugou sparkling his hands with forewarning explosions. Not good!
"You know?" Bakugou made it sound like a statement. And for the life of him, Eijirou couldn't keep his face straight. A flicker of recognition shown in his eyes.
"You fucking know!" This time Bakugou snarled, gritting his teeth in an ugly grimace, more familiar than unusual composure he had just a second ago.
Eijirou nervously bit his lip, leaving three pointy marks. "A-ah... kind of..." he didn't know what to say.
"Deku told you, didn't he?" the sparks from his explosion became stronger and Eijirou feared if his room could survive this.
"No, he didn't say anything – "
"Then how do you fucking know?" Bakugou was practically screaming bloody murder, explosions coming from his hands stronger and stronger while he stepped closer to the redhead.
Without thinking, Eijirou made a big blunder. "Todoroki realized and then he made me realize..."
"The half 'n' half bastard? That's rich!" Eijirou widened his eyes in shock, understanding the situation. I just painted a bulls-eye on Todoroki's back.
"No, I was an idiot, so he had to. Don't worry he won't tell, he's not that kind of a guy. I won't, too. Whatever you and Midoriya did is your thing and yours alone. I won't ask so you don't have to tell me. It's none of my business if you two are dating or whatever..." After saying all that in one breath, Eijirou realized something – oh, did he ever put a foot in his mouth.
Bakugou seemed horrified when he heard the word 'dating' - something that would be funny in any other situation - it took him two or three tries to get any sound out from his mouth, his throat obviously not working properly.
"Dating!? I. Am. Not. Dating. That shithead." Eijirou couldn't be sure if Bakugou was blushing or was just angry so much that his face turned red. Well, if that unhinged expression was any indication, Bakugou was certainly not blushing, and Eijirou finally found out what people meant when they say that life flashes before your eyes before you're going to die.
Then, unexpectedly, Bakugou stopped the explosions and sighed tiredly. He started towards the door, but stopped and turned back to Kirishima. Running his right hand through hair, he said, "Just...keep quiet, ok?"
He didn't wait for confirmation and disappeared through the door. Eijirou stood there, mouth opened, trying to put the scene he'd just saw to the context. What the hell just happened?
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Collision (BakuDeku)
FanfictionWarning: mature content. Completed story! Bakugou and Midoriya's guidebook 'How to turn from rivals to lovers and along the way end up dating'; main pairing BakuDeku, side pairing KiriKami cross-posted on AO3 under the same pen-name, but the diff...
