Crush (Kiribaku)

We Need To Talk

Kirishima's POV

The bell rung. Class was over. Finally. 

He gathered his things and stood up to leave when a certain blond slammed both his hands on the startled boy's table. Kirishima was frozen. His face flushed immediately and his eyes widened. Though he tried not to keep the surprised expression for long, the blond leaned in closer and whispered "Meet me outside in a few minutes in the ally between class buildings so we won't be seen. We need to talk. Alone." 

He's dead. He's SO DEAD. 

Kirishima simply stayed silent and stared at the dangerous blond walking away from his desk. Oh god. Why did he like this guy again? Oh right. He didn't know. Well whoopdy-frickin'-doo. 

He went to his locker and put his things in his backpack but left it in his locker. He knew the exact location the blond told him to go to. This was scary, not just because of his killer crush, but because of his KILLER crush. He was scared of the bully, but not the boy. He wasn't going to act like he knew Bakugou based on just a few rumors. 

He started to the alleyway Bakugou was talking about. He saw he blond casually leaning against the brick wall, hands in the pockets of his leather jacket. He froze. "Uh... you wanted to talk?" he started, already a nervous wreck. "Yeah I have a question..." he stated.

"Who exactly the fuck are you?" he asked threatening, but also curious. Kirishima was a little offended by his tone but decided he wouldn't say anything. Besides, he was talking to the guy who the kids at his school saw as practically Satan. 

Kirishima took a step back. "Uhm... well I'm-" "Are you new here?" the blond cut in. "...no..." he said quietly, scared of being blasted by the bully. Bakugou looked taken aback. "You're... really not new here? How long have you gone here?" he asked this time with no bite, only curiosity.

"Three years. I've literally sat behind you for three years Bakugou. You really don't know who I am?" his voice cracked at the end. Apparently his hurt showed on his face, because Bakugou looked like he wanted to take the question back. But the real question was... why did the blond care if he was hurt? He was a bully right?

"I... I'm sorry. That wasn't very uh... I-I'm sorry." Bakugou said. Did the infamous Bakugou just... apologize? And stutter!? "I want..." he started once again this time with determination in his voice "I want to know you now though. If you'll let me... I want to be your friend." 

My... friend? Now Kirishima just looked plain confused. "Uh... no offense but you don't even know my name." he said in a matter-of-fact manner. "Then let's start over. From the beginning."

"From the beginning?" "First step: introductions. Hey, my name is Bakugou Katsuki, but you already know that don't you? Heh... so, if you don't mind... what should I call you?" Why is he being so... polite? 

"Kirishima! Kirishima Eijirou." Kirishima said smiling showing all his shark-like teeth. "What do your friends call you?" Bakugou asked. This was hard to answer. "I don't... have... any friends." he said mumbling each part getting quieter every second. Bakugou looked genuinely surprised. 

"REALLY!? Like, you're not kidding? I mean, you seem really cool and nice and shit and you waaay attractive so... how?"

Kirishima blushed. Hard. By the time Bakugou had finished talking, his face was a deep shade of red, and his eyes wide. "Uh... I meant-"

"Whatever. I don't know okay? People just don't... I'm invisible to most people. Even the people who I care about don't even know I exist. Because I'm terrible." Kirishima snapped back. All the flattery he just felt was filled with annoyance at his own self for being so lame. "You're not terrible. I barely know you but trust me I know terrible." Kirishima backed down at that. 

"Sorry... I'm not used to talking to people. Like I sorta thought you were gonna beat me up or something. But it's not my place to think that about you. I'm not gonna act like I know you better than yourself because of a few rumors. So I've decided that sure, we can be friends or whatever. I just want to know more about you."

It was Bakugou's turn to turn red. "You... really? No one's ever said that. They've always just assumed shit about me because of people saying shit about me. Thanks I guess..." he said shyly.

Kirishima chuckled at the blond's deep blushing state. "Red really is your color..." he said smiling with a light laugh at the end. Bakugou looked simply furious and flustered at the same time. "Sh-shut up Shitty Hair!"  "SHITTY HAIR!? Aww come on man..." he said now that the both of them were laughing. 

Then there was a girl. She was all pink and had yellow horns. She looked interesting. Was she a friend? "IS THAT BLASTY LAUGHING!? YOU'RE MAGIC! WHO ARE YOU KID!?" she said cutting into the laughter. 

Bakugou instantly got furious. Smile completely wiped from his face "MINA!" he yelled about to lunge at her but stopped short when Kirishima asked, "Blasty was it?" Mina and Bakugou both stopped and stared at the smiling Kirishima and both Mina and Kirishima started howling with laughter at the poor blond.

Bakugou backed down looking at the floor face flushed and spat a "Whatever stupid Pinky, fuckin' Hair for Brains..." "HAIR FOR BRAINS? That's a new one!" Kirishima smiled and laughed at the new nickname he was given. "Ah... it's been so long since I laughed like this..." Kirishima trailed off still smiling nostalgically. Both Bakugou and Mina looked at him faces concerned. He snapped back into it and rubbed the back of his neck, a nervous habit, "Sorry! I ruined it..." he said smile fading. 

Bakugou slung his arm around his neck and pulled him in close before whispering close to his ear, "See ya at school tomorrow, friend." Kirishima blushed for the umpteenth time that day and said a quick "sure!" as the blond pulled away and rode off on his skateboard (where did that come from!?) and Mina turned to the blushing mess of a boy and stared. He twiddled his fingers and said, "So what's your name? I'm definitely not calling you 'Pinky'." laughing. 

She was still staring in awe. "Uh hey, I'm Mina Ashido. Just call me Mina- but that doesn't matter! I want to know what THAT was!" she said excitedly. "Kirishima EIjirou. And what do you mean?" Kirishima asked confused. "THAT!" she said gesturing between him and the way Bakugou rode off in. "Bakugou never smiles, let alone laugh. And how did that happen anyways!?" she asked smiling. "Uh... he sorta said to meet here after class and he was all 'we need to talk'" he said doing his best Bakugou impression. She laughed a this. "Then we talked here and he said he wanted to be my friend and stuff..." he trailed off. Mina went back to looking at him filled with awe. "BAKUGOU DOESN"T DO THAT!" she said smiling again. She nodded in realization "It's probably 'cause he thinks you're hot." she said as if stating the obvious. Kirishima's eyes widened, jaw dropped, and face flushed. "WHAT!?" he yelled, face red. "Well, you're his type. I'm totally not surprised. You'll be a good influence won't you?" Kirishima's face was redder than a tomato. "HE'S INTO GUYS!?" he screeched. "Uh... yeah. you didn't know?" "Well I just met the guy today! How was I supposed to know! But I don't think he would ever be interested in a guy like me... I'm a coward after all..."

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A/N

Sorry I know none of us think that but I have to sleep now so you'll just have to see next chapter ;p