Kirishima's P.O.V
I thought that today was going to be a normal day. Of course going to UA, having a NORMAL day was impossible. We were trying, trying to have a normal class before Aisawa had gotten a phone call. His looked normal but at first but his face seemed to pale even more than usual. I leaned in trying to hear what he was saying. I secretly hoped it was about the certain explosive blonde that hadn't arrived on time as he usually did. I was beginning to worry because Bakugou was never sick.
'' Are you sure, this isn't just some kind of childish prank or illusion or'' His quiet whispers were cut off by a large explosion by the door. Well that answered my question. Every head seemed to swivel and mostly Aisawa's in alarm.
''WHY THE FREAK DO YOU NEED TO KNOW WHERE SHITTY HAIR IS UGH JUST LET GO OF ME YOU FREAKY-'' Bakugou continued to rage as the dust cleared. My mouth stood agape just as much as everyone elses. Why had he mentioned me and why was there two of them. This one was not like the Bakugou he was carrying. Yes, they both had dazzling crimson eyes, ash blonde hair that defied gravity, well toned muscles...okay I will stop now. The difference was the urgency in the others eyes.
The medieval version of Bakugou scanned the room as if looking for someone. His cape swished back and forth along with his badass necklace, which looked liked dragon teeth. Honestly I never thought Bakugou could get any hotter. I. WAS. SORELY. MISTAKEN. He dropped normal Bakugou.
''KIRISHIMA!'' He shouted as he stomped his way all the way to my side of the room. My chest constricted and my breathing betrayed me as the clone Bakugou scowled at me. No one had moved and even Aisawa sensei hadn't moved. I was doomed. This was the day I was going to die. From the hands of an equally attractive clone of my secret crush. I saw his hand shoot up to my face and as a reflex, I used my hardening quirk.
I didn't feel anything and my eyes slowly opened. Instead of punching me, the 'clone' had grabbed me. I felt him yank my face forward and I trip over my own feet into his chest.
'' oW. Fake Bakugou, that hurt'' I whined, rubbing my nose. The fake Bakugou leaned into inspect my face.He looked over my scar and poked the top of my hair. He yanked my mouth open and poked my teeth. I felt like I was going through an inspection. Then my face betrayed me and began to feel a faint blush rise on my cheeks. Damn and I had been holding it in so well. The he leaned backwards but not taking his hand from my face.
'' Kiri '' He rubbed the side of my cheek, giving me a small smile. I went into a trance. Why had Bakugou looked at me in such an endearing way. My face began to blush furiously. I heard Mina, Kaminari, Jirou and Sero all began to snicker at me.
'' Eh'' was all I could manage before I heard loud explosions behind me.
'' WHAT *boom* THE *crash* FREAK * smashed window* IS GOING *burnt desks* ON HERE. GET THE HELL AWAY FROM SHITTY HAIR YOU WEIRO CLONE.'' I heard the obviously my version of Bakugou come crashing over at us. I felt strong arms wrap around my waist and pull me backwards.
''WHAT THE HELL YOU WANT WITH HAIR FOR BRAINS'' Bakugou growled at the other. Oh. My. Almighty. Bakugou was close enough for me to feel his breath down my neck, his arms tightened around me protectively.
'' Eh'' I squeaked again burying face into my hands. I swear my hair automatically rose even higher at the sudden affection.
''Aw Kiri's being fought over by TWO Bakugou's'' Mina squealed as she shook Sero's arm. Both Bakugou's flipped off Ashido.
'' Shut up alien girl'' The other Bakugou tried to get a little closer, reaching out his hand again. The real Bakugou's grip around my waist continued to tightened and his growl intensified. I yelped from embarrassment as I continued to bury my face into my hands. So manly...
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KiriBaku Oneshots
FanficJust a bunch of things the bakusquad does to make these two gays lives miserable