BNHA Gay Fluff (Mainly Tododeku And Kiribaku)

Hope

A/N: Today's chapter is a little bit of a filler. It's Kiribaku, so yeah. Also takes place the day previous to the last chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own MHA

Hope

*The Previous Day*

Kirishima PoV (Watch me fail this)

"Hey shitty hair, about that thing you asked me yesterday, the answer is yes," Bakugou yells

And then, he kisses me and I grab him as I kiss back. I pull him onto my lap, and we sit there our lips locked together. The whole class is cheering, but I don't even care. I'm to focused on Bakugou to even think. Unfortunately, lunch had to end.

"As cute as this is to watch, we have to go to class," says Kaminari. So, Bakugou gets off of me and offers me his hand. I take it and stand up. He doesn't let go, so we end up walking to class hand in hand.

When we get there, we sit down like usual. The problem is I can't focus for the rest of the day. I sit there and think about how his lips felt on mine, instead of paying attention to what the teacher is saying. Eventually class is finished, and Bakugou walks over to me.

"Hey shitty hair, do you wanna go somewhere and do something?" he asks gruffly.

"You mean like date?" I reply with a question of my own.

"Yeah. Of course I mean a date hair for brains," he says.

"Then yes. I will go on a date with you Bakugou," I say, smiling.

"Call me Katsuki. Now lets go," he says.

"You can call me Eijirou if you want. I don't like it very much, but I don't mind if you call me it," I say.

"Whatever shitty hair. Let's go already," he says angrily.

Of course he's always angry, so it's not much of a surprise. He grabs my hand, and practically drags me out of the door. We walk out of the building and down the sidewalk before I begin wondering where we are going.

"Hey Katsuki, where are we going?" I ask, stopping him in his tracks.

"I don't know. You pick shitty hair," he says.

"We could go on a super cliché coffee date," I suggest.

"Whatever you want, shitty hair," he says.

"Coffee it is! I know a great place. Turn right here," I say to him.

He turns right, and I direct him until we get to the coffee shop. It's called Black Like My Soul.

"This seems like a great shitty hair," he says sarcastically.

"It may not look like much, but the coffee is great. Plus, I know the owners, so we'll get a discount," I say.

"Whatever, let's just go in," he says, dragging me through the door.

Katsuki Bakugou PoV

I look around and indeed it doesn't look like much. It's rather quaint, and has a bookish aura.

"Hey there Tori and Aiden," he says waving to the blonde and brunette behind the counter.

"Hey Kiri," the blonde replies.

"Sup Kirishima," says the brunette.

"Is Carol out today," he asks.

"Yeah. She's sick again," says the blonde, rolling her eyes. The brunette walks out.

"That's too bad. Anyway Tori, this my boyfriend Katsuki Bakugou," he says.

"Oh my God. It finally happened! Have whatever you want, on the house," she squeals, obviously happy for Kirishima.

"Not so fast Tori. Business is already slow, we can't afford to give out stuff to anyone for free," says Aiden, the brunette.

"Come on Aiden, Kiri isn't just anyone. He's our friend who just got a boyfriend," she pleads.

"Fine," Aiden says, defeated.

"Yay!" she squeals.

"Thank you so much," my boyfriend says.

"It's no problem. My girlfriend and I should totally double date with you sometime," she says.

"Sure thing. I'll have my regular," he says, smiling.

"I'll have mine black with a bit of sugar," I add.

"I'll get right to it," she says smiling.

We find a seat, and I can't help but stare at him. Earlier Tori called him Kiri. I really like that name for him, so I think I'll try it too.

"Hey Kiri, how did you find this place?" I ask.

"I found it online, and thought it looked interesting. Also did you just call me Kiri?" he asks.

"I was trying it out. I think it suits you," I say.

"Then, call me Kiri," he says, smiling.

At that moment, Aiden comes over with our coffee.

"Congratulations Kirishima," she says before leaving is alone.

"Why do you call them by their first names Kiri? And why don't they call you by your first name?" I ask, curious.

"They asked me to, and they know I don't like to be called by my first name," he answers.

"Is there a reason you don't like to be called by your first name?" I ask.

"I just don't like the way it sounds," he says, slightly agitated.

"That's as valid a reason as any in my book," I say, reassuring him.

He finishes his coffee as I finish mine, and we get up.

"Bye," he says before walking out of the door. And, I follow him. Maybe there really is hope for the future.

A/N: Tomorrow's chapter will be better, I swear. I have a sore throat and really wanted to write some fluff. Constructive criticism is welcome. Hate is not. You know what to do if you liked it.

- Claressia