Please Stop, Your Scaring Me. {KiriBaku}

~Chapter 2~

Shigaraki and Eijiro sat beside either in a public bar, laughing as they shared drinks. No one recognized them, and it felt amazing for them to be out in public and not have to worry about anything besides a ride home. American’s didn’t see them as villains. They hadn’t attacked in their country. Therefore they’re only wanted in Japan.

‘T-Tomura I-I don’t,” Kirishima hiccups. “I don’t l-like girls!”

Tomura threw his head back and laughed. “S-So Togas a no?”

“Y-You’re such a-an asshole!” He exclaims through drunken giggles.

“W-Well, you need so-someone Ki-Kiri. Y-You’ve b-been so sad a-and low-”

“I don’t need no woman or mannnnnn!” Kirishima flexed with a grin. “I’m just fi-fine.” Another hiccup.

“Pffff, y-you’re good a-at lyin Ki-Kiri.”

“I-I learn f-from the be-best,” He grinned once more. He glanced around the bar. 

Shigaraki watched as Kirishima’s skin paled, and his grin turned into a scowl.

“What’s wrong?”

“All Mighty G-Ground Zero’s here so-sooner than we expected,” He stood. “Let's get go-going.”

“Si-Sit down Kiri, h-he can’t do a-anything until w-we do s-somethin illegal in ‘merica!”

Kirishima sat back down, “Y-Your right.” He grinned again, ignoring the feeling of being watched. Kirishima knew Katsuki was watching him, and he could care less.

“M-Maybe we shoul-should taunt h-him!” Tomura grinned

“I-I’d gladly do tha-that,” Kirishima smirked and stood, slowly making his way to Katsuki.

He grinned, tapping Katsuki’s shoulder, “Long ti-time no see, am I right?” A drunken hiccup followed his words

“Don’t talk to me.”

“W-Why? Yo-Your hero n-name screams t-that you m-miss me,” He smirked in triumph when the ash blonde turned to face him.

“Maybe I do, why would you care?”

“C-Cause I-I’m dumb en-enough to st-still c-care about y-you,” he huffs, crossing his arms.

“Tch, if you cared you wouldn’t have left Japan.”

“I know bab-baby boo and I-I’m so-sorryyyyyyyyyyy,” Kirishima put his arms around the blonde’s waist.

“Don't call me that, and let go of my waist.” Katsuki felt his cheeks heat up. Even drunk, Kirishima’s grip was still as strong and comforting as it was in high school.

“Wh-Why?” Kirishima looked up at him with a pout. “Dontcha m-miss this?”

“You’re a villain Kiri.”

“Th-that's what everyo-one thinks! I-I haven’t bro-broketh th-the laaw!”

Katsuki sighed, “Kirishima let go.”

“L-Lemme spe-spend on-one nig-night with ya th-then I-I’ll disappear ag-again!”

“...Just tonight.”

-

Katsuki had walked with Kirishima to his hotel after staying at the bar for another half an hour or so. And he had to admit, being around Kirishima made his heart race, and he couldn’t help but smile at the boy’s jokes.

But he knew there had to be something different about Kiri. He couldn’t be exactly the same as before. He knew that much.

“S-So, Bakubro, w-wanna do so-somethin st-stupid?”

“Like?” Katsuki raised an eyebrow, glancing at Kiri, who was sitting on his hotel bed.

“I-I’ll b-be blunt. W-Wanna fuck K-Katsuki?”

“Kiri no, I-I’m-”

“Whoever your dating doesn’t need to know.” Kirishima purred.

Katsuki hesitantly walked over to Kirishima and gave in.

-

When Izuku woke up, his phone was blowing up with messages from his social media. He was confused, considering he hadn’t been involved in any villain attacks.

He unlocked his phone with a small hum. Opening his Snapchat, he checked what he got from Katsuki. He turned up his audio, immediately regretting it.

“A-Ah~! Ei-Eijiro~!!!”

“Ka-Ka-Katsuki~!!”

A blank screen, with only audio of his boyfriend and his boyfriend’s ex having sex.

He logged off Snapchat, tears filling his eyes as he hugged himself. How could Kacchan do something like this? And with Kirishima?!

He was silent as someone knocked on his door.

“Midoriya, it’s Todoroki, Uraraka and I!”

“We wanted to check on you, we’re really worried!”

“We got the Snapchat that Katsuki sent, are you okay?”

Izuku, before he could stop himself, ran to the door and threw it open, hugging the person in the doorway, who happened to be Todoroki. He let out a loud sob, “H-He-”

“Shh, we’re here for you, it’s okay,” Uraraka rubbed his back while Todoroki held him.

Izuku’s thoughts were racing. Who sent the video? Why send him and his friends the video?

How could Katsuki do such a thing?