BakuDeku Oneshots

It Was Just A Prank (Part One)

AN: Okay, this wasn't originally going to be multiple parts but it's sooooooo long so...yeah. Enjoy :)

Warnings: Profanity

Word Count: 5200

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"No way...Kaminari!" Kirishima exclaimed quietly, grabbing his lover's shoulder and violently shaking it. His red eyes gleamed with mischief as the movie played, all of Class 1A squashing into the living room to watch it. It was the end of a long week at school and Mina has suggested that they watch a film to let them relax. Somehow, Kirishima had managed to get Bakugo to agree, only on the terms that they don't watch "a shitty romance".

It was Bakugo that Kirishima was staring at now, head tucked into his chest, hair hanging over his eyes but not enough to disguise the fact that he was fast asleep. He looked strangely peaceful, a look Kirishima had never seen on him before; even when the blond zoned out in class he had that perpetual look of irritation on his features, so seeing him so tranquil was kind of unnerving.

Kaminari glanced at his spiky-haired boyfriend, crinkling his nose. "What, dude? I'm trying to watch the movie."

Practically squealing with excitement, Kirishima unfurled his arm from around Kaminari's body and pointed to Bakugo, grinning like a madman. In that way Kaminari always did, the boy read his mind, an equally disturbing smile rising on his face. "Oh, boy." He chuckled under his breath, his yellow eyes flashing as he formed a plan in his mind.

"Yaoyorozu," they uttered in unison, voices tinted with a devilishly playful lilt. Kaminari was the first to slide off the sofa, crawling across the floor and being given odd looks - and a disapproving one from Iida who muttered something about "Inappropriate behaviour during class bonding time," that went ignored - and was closely followed by Kirishima, who wriggled after him towards the girl with the black hair who was leaned against Todoroki, dark locks loose around her shoulders. Kaminari tugged on the material of her pyjama bottoms, earning him a cursory glance.

"Yaoyorozu," he whispered, pulling again to get her attention. "Yaoyorozu!"

"What?" she huffed quietly, leaning forwards to look at the two boys who were knelt before her.

Kirishima giggled and pointed to Bakugo, who hadn't woken up. Yaoyorozu, being the smart student that she was, caught on immediately and shook her head. "No. He'll kill...He'll kill you. He'll kill me."

Vigorously shaking his head, Kaminari gave her a pleading look. "Just some handcuffs. We'll get them cut off, but imagine the look on his face. It'll be hilarious."

Just as Yaoyorozu was about to refuse again, a monotone voice chimed in from behind the two boys. "What are you talking about?"

Yaoyorozu rolled her eyes. "These two idiots," she said, pointing an accusing finger at Kaminari and Kirishima, both of whom were giggling like kindergarteners. "Want me to make some shackles for," at that she pointed at Bakugo. Kirishima craned his neck to look at Jirou, who's impassive expression had been replaced with a smirk.

"Do it," Jirou demanded instantly, her lips quirked upwards. Kirishima knew she too was imagining the after effects of this particular prank.

Looking betrayed, Yaoyorozu turned to the bi-coloured teen beside her. "Back me up here."

Todoroki, who had been watching the exchange with his usual indifferent aura, shrugged. "It could be amusing."

Kaminari pumped a fist in the air and barely refrained from letting out a victory yell Yaoyorozu realised she was outvoted. "Fine. But I am excluded from any blame."