KiriBaku Week 2019

Vanilla Boba Tea

Vigilant AU/Scars/Children

(This is after everyone gets their provisional license, including Todoroki and Bakugou)

Bakugou had been friends with Kirishima since they were children.

Or at least, that's what Kirishima wanted to think. He'd never been quite sure what Bakugou had thought of him. He was too afraid to ask a simple question.

No, that's not right. He was too afraid of Bakugou's answer.

Sure, they had played together - or at least, Kirishima had tried to play with Bakugou - but Bakugou was just as rude and unforgiving to Kirishima as he had been to anyone else, minus Midoriya. But Bakugou had been making him blush, and his stomach got butterflies whenever he got close.

"Hey, Shitty Hair." Kirishima turned around. He smiled widely to hide his predicament.

Of course it didn't work.

"The hell's up with you?"

"Nothing, why?"

"Bullshit." Oh, wow. Rude.

Kirishima frowned at him. "Please watch your language."

"Watch your own damn language!" Bakugou huffed. "Are we going or not?"

Kirishima had asked him for help with studying, and made plans for them to go to a Starbucks after he'd agreed, albeit reluctantly.

"Sure!"

Kirishima smiled the whole way there, starting conversations that Bakugou would normally have blown off.

Bakugou hoped Kirishima wouldn't notice. He'd been confronted by that damn Deku a few weeks ago.

"Hey, Kacchan? May I talk to you about something?" He'd looked nervous, more than his usual twitchy self.

    Bakugou frowned. "The fuck do you want, Deku." He said it as a statement, like he couldn't be bothered to be curious.

   "Well.. I was wondering if- well, if s-something was... if something was-"

    "Spit it out, you damn nerd." He growled.

    "Is something going on between you and Kirishima?" He burst out, covering his head to brace himself for impact. When nothing came, he slowly opened his eyes to see Bakugou, dumbfounded.

    "The fuck? Of course not! Where the hell did you get that idea?" The shock had passed, and he looked about ready to kill someone.

    "W-well, it's just you and Kirishima hang out all the time. You tolerate his actions more often, and you don't call him rude names!"

    "Then what is Shitty Hair? A damn pet name, or some other mushy shit?"

    "W-well, that's what most people think it is!"

    Bakugou stared at him, and Midoriya began to fear the worst. He just turned on his heel angrily, leaving him alone.

Bakugou opened the door for Kirishima when they arrived. He smiled and thanked him, going inside. He looked at some of the drink options, contemplating which one to get. "Bakugou, which one do you think you're gonna get?"

"I don't drink this shit."

Kirishima' expression fell. "Then why did we come here? We can go somewhere else!"

Bakugou scoffed. "We're already here. Besides, they have decent cookies."

It was finally their turn. Kirishima ordered a Carmel Macchiato, and Bakugou ordered a double chocolate cookie. They waited a bit, then someone called their order. "Hey! So we're out of cookies, so if you want we can get you a drink instead!"