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

Desires NSFW

You're welcome, but don't forgive me just yet. I'll make you hate me again next chapter. lol I promise it really does get better.

Here is a smexy song for a smexy chapter >:3

OK THIS IS A T/W THAT MIGHT SPOIL THIS CHAPTER

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Ok don't want to spoil this for you but I feel like this might deserve a trigger warning. T/W this is not non consensual since bakugo is able to think and give consent at the time. Though he is slightly drunk and that might make some people upset. Yes if he were any drunker and the alcohol had time to set in it would have been rape. But because he was able to 1. speak properly, 2. Think full sentences/nothing in his head is considered blurry. Yes he does mention he is slightly stumbly and his emotions were overpowering but he was still consciously able to give consent. 

Please take this into mind and uh... just never have sex with drunk people because you really can't know how drunk they are and it could and most likely will be rape. Of course since this is a story I was able to understand how drunk Bakugo was and wrote him so he was able to give consent. But in real life you can't write someone to be less drunk in order to give consent.  

--Bakugo's POV--

Everything hurts...

Everything is cold...

Everything aches...

"Goddammit, I want Eijiro!" I screamed as I sat up in my bed. My hair was matted and sweat dripped down my skin. Ever since that damn kiss I had spent most nights like this. Unable to sleep, flustered, and sweating beside the extremely cold temperatures.

I ran my hand through my hair in frustration as tears rolled down my face.

"I-I want him so bad..." I muttered to myself.

I knew I had promised him I would never drink... But... Fighting the urge to reach for the cans of beer sitting on my bedside table was too hard.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5. I down the bottles as fast as I can. 6, 7, 8. That's all I have. My stomach lurches and I struggle not to vomit. Already I feel queasy and loopy. My surroundings are off balance. I wipe my mouth with my sleeve and stumble out of bed.

I go to a cabinet in my bathroom where I have more beers. 9, 10, 11. The can falls from my hand. My head feels like it's spinning. Tears well up in my eyes once more. I don't feel sad at all, but tears seem to continue building from my eyes.

There is a loud knock on my door at then the slow creaking of it opening.

"Hey Bakugo, I wanted to know if-" Mina's eyes landed on mine. I gulped, it must've been obvious to her I was drunk.

"B-bakugo... You promised Kirishima..." Mina said in a low tone as she studied my room. I chuckled, not knowing what to say.

"You think that's funny?" She asked as she counted the empty cans. Of course I didn't think it was funny. Words just didn't line up though. I felt out of control of what I was feeling.

"Come on, I'm taking you to go see Kirishima..." Mina sighed and dragged me out of the room. I laughed and my face reddened. The thought of Kirishima... Oh god...

Mina pounded on Kirishima's door until it opened.

"Mina? What are you-" He stopped to look at me. "Oh my god, Bakugo..." He choked on a gasp and wrapped me in his arms.