Alcohol and Explosive Quirks Don't Mix Well {KiriBaku Fanfiction}

This Won't Be the Last Time

Can't find a lot of good smutty KiriBaku fanfic. Decided to add to the small list of Kiribaku smut. This will be a slow burn unless I get to impatient and make em fucc. I'm gonna try to make long chapters because I know I enjoy reading those. Hope u enjoy!! <3

~sincerey An author with insomnia who is writing at 3am

~Kirishima's POV~

Kirishima awoke to knocking at his dorm room door. At first he just pushed it off and attempted to doze off again but they got louder. After a full 5 minutes of ignoring the knocks Bakugo yelled "Come on shitty hair! I know your fucking in there!"

Kirishima let out a loud groan of protest, rolled out of bed then flopped on the floor. Slowly he pushed himself up and trudged over to the door. "Dude what do you want? it's 4 in the morn--"

Caught of guard Kirishima stopped talking as he opened the door and was met with the sight of a tired, dizzy, angry, and obviously scared Bakugo. He stood wobbly as he waited for Kirishima to let him in.

"Are you drunk because that's ille--"

"Yah I know! I just really need your help so shut the fuck up and let me in!"Bakugo snapped as he pushed past Kirishima and into his room.

 In shock Kirishima closed the door and turned around to face the drunken Bakugo in his dorm room. 

This wasn't gonna end well was it.

~Bakugo's POV~

So Bakugo may have drunken a little more than he should've. Which wasn't his fucking fault. Damn Kiminari had challenged him to a drinking contest and ran off in defeat after Bakugo had  downed 5 cans of beer in 30 seconds. 

And so for a while Bakugo was doing great, but then the Alcohol kicked in. At first he didn't really notice that his quirk was going off at random times. Then it got stronger. Every now and then his quirk would just go off. He was drunk, confused, and needed help. So he went to the only person who he knew wouldn't just leave him to fucking suffer by his self. Kirishima.

"Listen shitty hair, I need your help." 

"Yeah I can see that, but bakugo how much did you drink?!" Kirishima questioned as he stepped closer to Bakugo.

"Not much." Bakugo muttered in response.

"Not much. How much is not much for you? You look drunk as fuck!"

"Just 5 beers..." Bakugo said under his breath.

"JUST 5? You are aware that 3 beers is enough to make you legally drunk right?"

Bakugo gritted his teeth and clenched his fist. He really had fucked up hadn't he? He had gotten so caught up in the moment and the bet he hadn't thought of the consequences. Ever since he was a he was a little kid anything that effected his brain screwed with his quirk. Which meant most medicines and all adult beverages were off limits due to their side effects. 

If only he had been thinking straight and not wanting to win that bet he wouldn't have to be in this situation.

"Bakugo are you even listening? You know alcohol effects quirks right? You should lay down." Kirishima suggested trying his best to help. 

Bakugo froze up and choked down his want to yell and push Kirishima away. Kirishima sighed and slung one arm around bakugo to help him over to his bed.

Bakugo sat down on Kirishima's bed. He felt his quirk start to activate.

Then he passed out.

~ Kirishima's POV~