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

Run From Your Problems

Well low key I'm crying while writing this chapter. I'm so sorry everyone. Don't hate me it really will get better. 

--Kirishima's POV--

I woke up drenched in sweat.

"Please tell me it was just a dream..." I whispered to myself.

I looked down at Bakugo sleeping peacefully in my arms. Now able to fully grasp what happened last night I was full of regret.

Guilt and fear consumed me.

Was it consensual?

Did he want it?

My eyes landed on the small hickey on his neck. Tears formed in my eyes. I was gonna lose him. He was going to freak out. He'll hate me forever... because I hurt him.

Did I hurt him?

I cringed and buried my face into his shoulder. Tears rolled down my cheeks and dripped onto him. "I'm sorry... I'm so so sorry..." I cried out in between sobs.

He stirred in my arms. The impending feeling of doom was too much for me. I got up out of bed and ran. Slamming the door behind me I just ran.

I ran out the dorms and down the street. Unmanly of me I know. But this pain was just too much. Finally I came to a stop 2 blocks down. I picked up my phone and dialed.

The other end picked up.

"Mom... I wanna go home." I muttered into the phone.

"Kirishima, what's wrong?" My mother's voice came through the speakers.

A sob escaped my mouth, "I-I just wanna go home. Please come get me." I begged her. I just couldn't deal with confronting Bakugo at a time like this.

"Alright Eijiro, I'll be right there..." My mom said before she hung up.

I shuddered and sobbed on the sidewalk. This time I really did screw up. Before it was just a kiss... but this... and he was drunk.

The thought made the tears fall faster and the sobs grew louder.

I was standing out on the sidewalk in sweatpants and a old t-shirt. No doubt I looked suspicious. My mom would probably take 15 minutes to get here. I texted her the street I was on and went to sit on a bench. I stared at my shoes as tears puddled up around them.

Knowing I had just completely ruined any chance at a relationship with Bakugo hurt.

Knowing Bakugo hated me now... that was unbearable.

I bit my lip until I tasted blood.

Goodbye Bakugo... I'm sorry.

--Bakugo's POV--

I groaned and sat up in bed... wait this isn't my bed. It was Kirishima's. My head throbbed and my stomach ached. Where was Kirishima?

Normally he would be right here beside me... Maybe he's in the bathroom? I set my feet on the ground and tried to walk only to have my legs give out.

"What the hell?" I muttered, "Kirishima! Can you help me?" I called out.

No answer.. I tried to get up again. This time I did but my legs were shaky under me.

The fuck happened last night?