My Hero Academia Oneshots

Kirishima x Bakugo

⚠️Smut Warning ⚠️
•Third Person P.O.V.•

A sweet summer scent filled Kirishima's nostrils. He was off to look for work as a sidekick for a famous hero company.

The red haired hero entered the large, elegant mansion. Floors being white marble, gold-colored walls with white trims. Kirishima was excited to join such a high-praised company, ran by the number two hero.

Bakugo Katsuki. A name that dates back all the way to his U.A. days, not that it was a long time ago. Katsuki was always an angry teenager. Maybe working for him would be hell but in Kirishima's opinion, Katsuki is amazing.

"Ah, you must be Kirishima." A woman with long orange hair approached Kirishima. "Come come," the woman was very chipper. Her voice was warm, it made Kirishima feel more safe in a way.

She had me follow her into the right wing of the mansion, his luggage behind him, "This is where you sleep. There are cleaning duties everyday for everyone."

Cleaning duties? Kirishima thought. He came here to become a hero, not a maid.

"Um, I came here to become a hero, Ms... Er?"

"Itsuka is my name. Well, here hero's aren't made over night. We start off as servants to fit Master's needs."

Master?

Itsuka continued to show him around the large mansion. It has too many rooms for just one person and servants. Katsuki's home also had a lot of simple rules. Kirishima can't leave the mansion without permission. He only gets one day off of Katsuki's choosing. No speaking to Kastuki or anyone else unless spoken to. Refer to Katsuki as 'Master' until told otherwise.

Honestly, some of the rules are petty but Kirishima likes a challenge. Itsuka led him back to his room. "Chores start at 7AM. Be ready by then. There's your list of chores on your desk. Night Kirishima."

His room was plain, everything is white aside from the small desk and bed frame. Even the entrance and closet door are white. Kirishima unpacked his things, hanging up the clothes, putting away a few books and paperwork.

He decided it was a good time to look at his chores for the day. Looks like the dinning room and the library. No fun...
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A 6:30AM alarm blared in Kirishima's tired face. He wasn't excited to wear the uniform of a servant. The color was white, just like everything else here. When cleaning, he thought red was a better color.

"Knock, knock!" Itsuka chimed through the door. It was too early for anyone to be that happy.

The day went by fast. Cleaning is easy since the mansion is cleaned daily but hard because missing anything would be an automatic disappointment. Kirishima saw a few other servants throughout the day. Most of them seemed kind of lifeless.

"Kirishima, do you think you could grab the mail quickly? I still have to check everyone." Itsuka asked politely. "Please?"

"On it!" Kirishima rushed to the entrance. He wanted to be outside and smell the fresh summer air. The mailbox was at the end of Katsuki's very long driveway. This whole mansion was made for servants. Even Kirishima wouldn't grab his own mail until he was leaving if he lived here.