Bakushima Oneshots! (Bakugou x Kirishima)

That's sweet. (Fluff)

Third Person P.O.V

Normally in the morning, around 8:45 AM Bakugou would have his daily jog. He has a stern routine because he likes everything in order, if something were to mess up in the routine, he would scrap it and make a whole new one, and that was pretty annoying for him because it would take him decades to think of a new one.

His routine was simple:

1.Wake up at exactly 8:45

2.Get changed

3.Eat breakfast and pack food

4.Go jogging on the main road to the park.

5. 20 minute break at park

6. Jog back home

7.Shower

8.Chill.

The main road was normally empty and the park was too.

Easy right? Apparently not.

Today was a different day.His alarm clock broke causing him to wake up at 9:09 and he rushed causing him to forget to eat breakfast and pack lunch.

Bakugou's P.O.V

Fan-fucking-tastic.

I've just realized that I haven't eaten any breakfast nor packed lunch for today. How do I realize this in such a short amount of time? My stomach is being a pain in the ass.And you what else is a pain in the ass?The main road is packed. I can't fucking see where I'm going. Out of all the days this could've happened it had to be today. If God is playing with me then tell him to go fuck himself.

From a distance I can see an opening with less people. Thank god. Okay God I take it back you don't need to go fuck yourself.

I let out a sigh of relief as I finally out of that hell hole. Problem is, I don't know where I fuck I am. So instead I decide to continue going forward because why the fuck not.

As I continue going forward I can smell something. Its sorta sweet, mixed with a sort of caramel scent, and makes my stomach growl like the annoying fucking beast it is.

Not far from where I am was a bakery called Antique. ( HAHA BITCHES THATS RIGHT DO YOU GUYS GET IT? TOUKA IS CALLED KIRISHIMA AND EJIROU IS TOO HAHAHAH I feel like crying now)

As I got closer the smell got more stronger. I guess I could eat there then head back home.

I opened the door and was stunned by the smell and look. It looked modern yet a tiny bit cutesy because of the small dashed of baby red and flowers and it made my stress disappear in a matter of seconds. It sorta reminded me of someone but that's fucking cheesy and plus I can't put my finger on it.

Surprisingly it was empty and peaceful except for some noises coming from supposedly the kitchen. But the noise stopped once the sound of the bell hitting the door and the door closing. Soon enough footsteps were heard coming closer to me.

A guy came out from the kitchen. He was shorter than me but almost my height, his hair was a soft red and down making it trace his face. He had soft caramel skin that looked polished and smoothed. He sorta reminded me of-