Favorite Singer [Kiribaku, DISCONTINUED]

Perfect

Bakugou's POV

In all honesty, I didn't hate Shitty Hair.

He actually wasn't that annoying, and he could be pretty funny at times. Sure, he did talk a lot, but I didn't hate it because I liked listening to his voice. That smooth, manly voice...

Wait what?

We were in front of the door to our dorm. We didn't walk in, we were literally just standing there, staring at the door. Shitty Hair had his key in his hand, but he didn't actually open the door.

Was he scared to sing to me?

I don't understand why people get so nervous about singing to other people. Just?? Why?? Can't you?? Fucking sing already???

And if Shitty Hair wants to be a singer, he has to get used to singing in front of people.

He took a deep breath, and opened the door. We walked in, and I made a beeline to the kitchen, to set the groceries down. I still have no idea why I let Shitty Hair buy that KitKat bar. His stupid puppy eyes are too much. Shitty Hair went into his room, probably to get his ukulele, and a sheet of music (that is, if he needed one).

I walked over to the couch, and sat down. I still had homework to do, so Shitty Hair better make this quick. If I get a bad grade, I'll fucking kill him and I will demand the school to get me a new roommate.

He walked out of his room, looking very nervous and not making eye contact with me. He sat down at the couch, next to me. I furrowed my eyebrows, still confused about why people get nervous.

After like a minute of us just sitting there in silence, he turned so that his whole body was facing me. I did the same. Finally, he spoke up.

"So.. uh, this song is called Not Today. I made it a while ago, and I'm still kind of working on it..." he trailed off. (Also, "Not Today" is an actual song by TØP, but just pretend that Kirishima wrote it)

"Yeah yeah, just fucking sing already."

I heard him whisper "here goes nothing..." and I rolled my eyes.

He began strumming his ukulele. This song was pretty fast and it sounded happy, but the meaning of the song was pretty dark.

I looked at him. He closed his eyes, and began signing:

"I don't know why
I just feel I'm better off
Staying in the same room I was born in
I look outside
And see a whole world better off
Without me in it trying to transform it
You are out of my mind, ooh
You aren't seeing my side, ooh
You waste all this time trying to get to me
But you are out of my mind
Yeah
Listen, I know
This one's a contradiction because of how happy it sounds
But the lyrics are so down
It's okay though
Because it represents, wait, better yet it is
Who I feel I am right now
You are out of my mind, ooh
You aren't seeing my side, ooh
You waste all of this time trying to get to me
But you are out of my mind
Heard you say
Not today
Tore the curtains down
Windows open, now make a sound
Heard your voice
There's no choice
Tore the curtains down
Windows open, now make a noise
Oh, don't you test me, no
Just because I play the piano
Doesn't mean not
I'm not willing to take you down
I'm sorry
I'm, I'm out of my mind, ooh
I'm, I'm not seeing things right, ooh
I waste all this time trying to run from you
But I'm, I'm out of my mind
Heard you say
Not today
Tore the curtains down
Windows open, now make a sound
Heard your voice
There's no choice
Tore the curtains down
Windows open, now make a noise
Yeah, oh!"

Whoa.

That was

Amazing.

I usually never compliment people, but like, wow.

I was sitting there, my eyes wide because I was in awe and I was shocked at the same time. I didn't know that Shitty Hair was this good. Everything about this song was amazing. The lyrics, the tempo, the way Shitty Hair sang it, clearly passionate about music.

Shitty Hair was sitting there, ukulele in hand, his eyes still closed. He was smiling a bit. He looked... soft

I wanted to squish his soft cheeks and boop his nose...

Wait what the fuck

UGH, why do I keep having these weird ass thoughts?? Just freaking snap out of it already, Katsuki.

I felt my cheeks burning, and heat was rising up my neck all the up to my ears.

I was probably as red as his hair at that point.

Shitty Hair opened his eyes slowly and looked at me, expectantly, like he was waiting for me to tell him what I think about the song. I wanted to tell him how amazing he sounds, and how much I liked the song, but all I said was:

"It's alright. It's really not bad. The rhythm is upbeat and the lyrics were pretty cool." I looked him in the eyes, and when I said that, his eyes widened, and he grinned the widest, biggest, happiest grin I have ever seen a person do.

I have no idea how his face didn't rip in half when he smiled so widely.

"Really?? Omygosh I am so glad you liked it, honestly I was so scared that you weren't going to like the song, so you would be disappointed in me and I might as well have just thrown my whole music career out the window haha-" he spoke very fast, and laughed at the end.

For some reason me liking the song made him super happy.

I felt this warm feeling in my chest knowing that I made Shitty Hair so happy. My face was still burning.

I looked at him.

His fiery red eyes, his bright red hair sticking up, his soft cheeks and his pretty sharp jawline, his smile that was brighter than the fucking sun...

He was... perfect.

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Bakugou slowly realizing that he's gay pfft