vexed . kamibaku

vexed

bakugo was angry. you could say that the hot-headed, ash-blond, red-eyed teen was often furious, had a short fuse, or was even downright seething with wrath to the very core. it's all a matter of perspective, kirishima assumed, as ashido and himself witnessed the aforementioned hero-in-training destroying yet another door. aizawa wouldn't be happy about the reparation funds, that's for sure.

"that bitch!" bakugo had seethed, his fists balled tightly as he panted from sheer adrenaline. his friends had approached him to attempt to calm the explosive boy down, but had been swatted away. the redhead and the alien queen exchanged a glance, before leaving their friend to his own devices to calm down; it was late anyway, the majority of the dorm were already in their own rooms, so they were sure he'd conk out soon.

they were wrong though, kaminari concluded, from his seat at the top of the stairs. he pulled off his headphones, pausing his loud music as he looked at bakugo thoughtfully. he was glad that the male couldn't see him staring. 

kaminari bit his lip, pulling a bit of dead skin off as he did so. he yawned slightly, scrunching up his nose as he debated turning in for the night. he had intense quirk training tomorrow and if he didn't want to be completely sparked out afterwards then he probably shouldn't be sitting atop the stairs and gazing at his classmate at eleven-thirty on a schoolnight, but he couldn't help it.

bakugo was irresistible.

his eyebrows furrowed momentarily as a frown adorned his features, his nose scrunching in a way that he felt was annoying but many would say was cute, as he pushed some golden strands of hair out of his eyes, watching bakugo's behavioural shift.

the ash-blond was no longer stood up and cursing out everything he saw. no, he'd slumped to his knees, resting his arm elbow on one of the couches and his cheek on his elbow, as salty tears started to streak down his face.

at this moment, bakugo was glad that it was late, and that nobody was awake to see him in such a pathetic state. 

or so he thought, because when the smaller guy at the top of the stairs witnessed the fearless, strong, brash bakugo breaking down, his heart dropped to his stomach as waves of pain flooded his nervous system. he pouted slightly, before placing his phone and headphones down at the top of the staircase as he started to walk down.

one of the steps creaked just before kaminari could reach the bottom, snapping bakugo from his pity-party as he looked up, his eyes puffy and swollen, however glaring at his classmate nonetheless.

"what're you doing awake this late at night, pikachu?" bakugo spat hurriedly, standing up and dusting off his black tank top and the black joggers that he slept in, folding his arms across his chest for good measure as he watch kaminari approach him. 

the electric boy fiddled with the bottom of his slightly-oversized, long-sleeved yellow t-shirt as he lifted a hand to trace over bakugo's cheek. the latter was taken aback by this action, but somehow couldn't find it in him to slap kami's hand away.

"what's going on, bakugo?" kaminari asked softly, gazing into bakugo's crimson eyes in hope that he could search the elder male's soul for the problem.

bakugo cleared his throat slightly, mixed emotions and thoughts running through his head. it was late and he was fairly sure that he was too emotional to sleep properly. he sighed, gently taking a hold of kaminari's wrist and pulling his hand away before looking to the ceiling.

"nothing you need to worry about, electricity pole." he responded, trying his hardest to put his usual dry and sarcastic tone back in, but failing altogether and just sounding deflated instead.

kaminari raised his right eyebrow slightly.

"i know you take everyone for a fool, but i wasn't born yesterday. something's up, and i care." the golden-haired male huffed back, biting the inside of his cheek. "people care about you, goddamnit. don't sulk in silence when you're not alone! even people with fantastic quirks, strong builds and complex, sometimes even questionable, behaviours deserve love." he muttered, his lower lip jutting out slightly.

bakugo didn't know whether to feel insulted or complimented, and chuckled slightly, rubbing his eyes. it took kaminari a moment to understand how he'd failed to reassure the ash-blonde, but also ended up lowkey confessing to him in some way. 

"you're a dumbass, you know that right, sparky?" bakugo mused, shaking his head slightly.

"don't you dare change the subject," kaminari retorted, running his tongue over his teeth. "it's easier to fight a villain with a partner, right? it's easier to do anything with somebody else, so let me help you." he begged quietly.

bakugo ran a hand through his ash blond hair. in all honestly, this was all he'd ever wanted! kaminari, in front of him, alone, gently asking him about his feelings. hell, the younger boy drove him so fucking crazy sometimes, it took bakugo guts to not just pounce on him sometimes. so why couldn't he tell the blond what was wrong? oh, right. because it was stupid. it was petty, it was dumb, and it was embarrassing. kaminari would probably laugh, call bakugo a moron and leave.

he grit his teeth before speaking. "don't say i didn't warn you." he grumbled, grabbing karminari's wrist and pushing him down onto the couch, hovering over him.

kami's breath hitched in his throat, his heart beating rapidly. "bakugo i-" he started, but stopped when bakugo placed a hand over his mouth to temporarily shut him up. 

"can it, pokemon go. you wanted me to tell you what's been angering me?" he interrupted, blowing a strand of hair out of his face. in response to this, kaminari nodded and bakugo pulled his hand away, resting it on the younger's hip instead.

"hanta sero."

"sero? what's sero done?"

bakugo paused, poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue.

"he hangs around with you so damn much, it drives me crazy." he said lowly, his eyes darkening. "the tape-dispenser should know when to stand down, and it pisses me off," he continued, his grip on kaminari's wrist tightening slightly - but not enough to hurt him.

"that's what angers me, but the bit that hurts? the bit that makes me feel so dreadfully empty and hopeless? i would never stand a chance. he's kind, for one. i'm a shitty person, and sero's a gentlemen. that makes me think, y'know. i'm so unapproachable- no, so unloveable, even, that i'm sure people would rather date mineta than me. i hate myself for that." bakugo admitted, kaminari's head filled to the brim with a swarm of thoughts.

bakugo was jealous... of sero? because of him..? 

kaminari's gaze softened as he ignored his racing mind and flipping heart, sitting up slightly and resting his forhead against bakugo's.

"don't you dare say anything about katsuki bakugo like that again." he whispered, his tone firm as he used the male's full name. "'cause he means more to me than he thinks." kaminari finished, looking into bakugo's eyes.

when kaminari's words registered, bakugo smiled crookedly, wrapping his arms around kaminari's waist and pulling him onto his lap before softly pecking his lips, pulling away for an instant to breath, before passionately pressing them back onto kaminari's.

kami froze, his eyes wide whilst a pink tint spread across his cheeks, his eyes fluttering shut shortly after as he tentatively opened his lips for bakugo. teeth and tongue clashed as hearts raced, bodies melted into one. small hands tugged at spiky hair, strong arms pulling at a curvy waist as they breathlessly tried to meld into one; anger, sadness, lust, love and happiness all meshing into one needy, hungry kiss.

kaminari was the first to pull away, his lips swollen and still connected to bakugo's by a string of saliva. he smiled softly. "katsuki.." he whispered, pushing the male down and laying on top of him as he hugged the elder. 

bakugo lifted his hand to kaminari's head, stroking his hair, a smile of his own tugging at the corner of his lips. "denki." he responded gently, wrapping his arms around kaminari protectively as he savoured having the blond in his arms.

"be my boyfriend?" denki asked quietly, biting his lower lip nervously.

katsuki cussed, glaring playfully at the male laying on his chest.

"damn you, i was gonna ask that." he grumbled, linking his fingers together with denki's. "but yeah, i think i can settle for that." he teased softly, kissing denki's head lovingly.

"i like you lots, katsuki."

"i like you lots too, denki."