Bruises and bitemarks

Valentine's day misunderstood

Bakugo
The day passed by slowly without Kirishima there to cheer him up. He snapped at people easier and they began to withdraw again.

Around 12:30 he knocked on the door to check on Kirishima, but there was no response. Maybe he was asleep.

Leaving for a short half hour jog did nothing but tire Bakugo out even more. And once more he returned to no response at Kirishima's door.

Bakugo was starting to get really worried now. Kirishima wasn't moving inside and he would always react to food, like an overgrown puppy.

Stomping down the stairs to the living room he scanned the sea of rainbow hair untill he spotted yellow. Striding forwards he grabbed Pikachu by the arm and started to drag him.

"Come here a sec Pikachu." He muttered. The boy looked at his friends in fear and confusion but none of them tried to help. So much for best friends.

Pulling the boy by the arm Bakugo dragged him upstairs to Kirishima's room and pointed at the keycard detector.

"Open it." he demanded. Pikachu looked at him in horror.

"No way man that's a crime!" Bakugo clicked his tongue and sighed.

"Kirishima hasn't come out all day and I'm worried... Please?" The last part came out as more of a question than the first half, and Pikachu seemed taken aback by his sudden compassion.

"I'll do it, but only because I'm worried for my friend as well." He paused for a bit before smirking. "But you care that little bit more don't you."

Bakugo looked at him, his ears pink. If Pikachu hadn't been doing him a favor, he would have killed him right where he stood.

The door clicked open and Pi-Kaminari gave a wave before heading back downstairs to continue chatting with his friends.

Bakugo headed inside the room and closed the door before him. Then he realised how dark it was. The lights were off and the curtains were drawn. The only light came through the crack underneath the door.

Navigating his way around the room he stood before the bed. He could see a shape wrapped in the duvet.

"Kirishima?" The shape twitched in response to the name. It then proceeded to fold in on itself, hoping to avoid any form of confrontation.

Bakugo sat down besides the shape and tried pulling at the duvet to no avail.

"C'mon you need to eat something."

Still no response. Bakugo decided to do something he had sworn he would never do to Kirishima, but there was nothing else he could do.

"Eijiro, if you don't come out of there I'll tickle you." The shape twitched again and tried to roll away but the wall prevented escape.

"3" it tried to roll the other way.

"2" it began to tighten it's grip on the sheets.

"1" it was lying still, it had given up.

"0"

Bakugo pounced upon the shape and began to run his fingers every way he could untill be heard a chuckle. He focused on that one spot untill the blanket burst open and a Kirishima rolled out and onto the floor. He clutched his stomach as he tried to even his breathing.

"That's more like the lovable dumbass I know."

Kirishima froze. Oh God was Bakugo here to break up with him. He tried to get up and escape but Bakugo anticipated this and grabbed him by the waist. Spinning round he performed a German surplex onto the bed, trapping him.