Favorite Singer [Kiribaku, DISCONTINUED]

Eyeliner

Kirishima's POV

Why the hell is he here?

Don't get me wrong, I like Bakugou, I really wanna be his friend and really wanna hang out with him, but I don't want him finding out about my secrets quite yet. So, as he was walking in the direction of the store, me and Kaminari started to panic, looking for a place to hide. We started walking away quickly, praying that he doesn't see us.

"Yo," said a rough voice, "the heck you fucks doing here?"

Crap.

Me and Denki turned around, now facing the ashy blonde. Kaminari started stuttering, so to save him the embarrassment, I started speaking.

"Oh! We went to the store, remember?"

Bakugou looked at the store where we bought the hairdye.

"...y'all went to the beauty store?" He asked, raising an eyebrow, chewing on his gum. God he's hot. Wait, no, Eijirou, now's not the time to be gay.

Me and Kaminari glanced at each other. "Uhh, yeah! we had to, uh, buy eyeliner." Kaminari said, smiling. I mentally face palmed myself. Eyeliner? Seriously?

Bakugou seemed to examine us for a moment, before shrugging and starting to walk towards the store again, me and Kaminari sighing in relief.

I was glad that Bakugou wasn't questioning us anymore, but I still felt unhappy. Lately me and Bakugou didn't seem to be hanging out at all, and if I wanted to be his friend, I had to try harder. So I asked him something before he had the chance to walk in the store.

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Bakugou's POV

"Do you want to walk with us in the city?" Shitty Hair asked me this before I had the chance to walk in. My first instinct was to say no, until I made the mistake of looking over at him. That idiot had big puppy eyes, and was pouting. How the fuck am I supposed to say no? Ugh, I'm getting soft. I looked away, preparing to say no, but then I glanced back at him.

"uGGHh finnnneeee" I said, groaning.

Those damn eyes are gonna kill me one day.

Deciding that I'll go to the store another time, I walked up to Shitty Hair and Pikachu. Shitty Hair had the biggest grin plastered on his face, similar to the one when I told him that I didn't hate his song. Kind of think of it, he hasn't sang in a while. Or, uh, he hasn't sang for me.

Why am I thinking about him singing for me? I could care less about what he does. I don't have freaking time to be hanging out with him and listening to him sing.

That was pretty ironic, considering that I'm hanging out with this idiot right now.

Pikachu and Shitty Hair were chatting away, while I was walking next to them, staring straight up ahead. How do they have so much energy to talk?

"Hey, so, what exactly do you wanna be when you grow up, Bakugou?" Asked Pikachu, looking up at me.

"None of your damn business."

"Aww come on man!!" He whined, "You're in art class, right? You wanna be an artist?"

I nodded, furrowing my eyebrows. How exactly did this idiot know that I'm in art class?

Oh yeah, that't right, Pikachu is in my class too. Well then.

After Pikachu said that, Shitty Hair looked up at me, smiling widely.

"Kinda think of it, you've never shown me your art!" He said, rubbing his chin with his hand. I raised my eyebrow. Of fucking course I didn't show him my art, why the hell would I do that?

"Yeah, and no way in hell am I showing you my art now."

He started pouting, and put up his hands together, like he was begging.

"Pleaaaseeee?"

"No."

Shitty Hair seemed to think for a moment, before speaking once again. "Bakugou, I sang for you. It's only fair that you show me your art!!"

"I said, no. How many times do I have to say 'no' before your dumbass realizes that I am not planning on showing you my art anytime soon?" I said roughly, glaring at Shitty Hair. But, once I noticed that his eyebrows were together, and he was pouting even more, my face softened. He looked truly sad.

But it's not like I care, right?

Right?

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Kirishima's POV

I decided to stop trying to beg Bakugou to show me his art, realizing that he probably only shows his drawings to people that he trusts. I felt a heavy feeling in my chest, knowing that Bakugou doesn't consider me as a friend. All he sees me as is  probably  just a random annoying roommate who talks too much. I tried not to show my sadness too much by covering it up with a smile.

One thing I'm good at, is putting on a fake smile that works like a mask to cover up my feelings.

I turned to Kaminari, my face having a smug expression.

"What? Why do you look like you're about to murder me?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Sooooo," I paused, "How's it going with Shinsouuuu?"

"shUT UP BAKUGOU IS RIGHT THERE-" He started yelling, his face red in embarrassment.

"Who the hell is Shinsou?" Bakugou said, eyeing Kaminari up and down.

I yawned before speaking, "oh, just a boy in my class that Kaminari here has a crush on." Denki started shushing me, while Bakugou just furrowed his eyebrows.

"A boy?? Are you gay or some shit?"

"I'm bisexual, thank you very much," Kaminari replied, "What? You got a problem with that?" He said, furrowing his eyebrows, his face still having a tint of red.

Bakugou shrugged, not saying anything. I guess he's okay with LGBT+ people?

I sure freaking hope so, considering he's my crush and all.

Wait.

What did I just say?

Bakugou is my crush??

Huh. Guess I actually admitted it. I mean, I guess it would make sense, looking at how my heart skips a beat every time Bakugou looks at me.

While Kaminari and Bakugou continued talking about sexualities and Shinsou and all that stuff, I walked quietly, smiling to myself.

Bakugou is my crush.

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Yooo Kirishima finally admits it

Also sorry for the crappy picture!! I just found out that Kirishima and Kaminari have eyeliner, and wanted to share it with everyone.

Boys with eyeliner are adorable and you can fight me about it

Also boys with crop tops