KiriBaku Week 2019

Stressed Out

Massage/First Times/Touches

Normal human AU

    Kirishima massaged people for a living.

    It sounded weird, but it was what he did. He was considered one of the best massagers around, and Bakugou was lucky enough to be his boyfriend. Whenever Bakugou looked tense, Kirishima worked his shoulders until he was relaxed. If he was sore from working out at the gym, Kirishima would help him until he felt fine. Sometimes there wouldn't even be a reason, and Bakugou would just get a massage out of no where.

    Bakugou pressed his fingers to his temples. He'd been sick a few days ago, so he was catching up on paperwork. The only problem was that the first person who did the paperwork messed up royally, so he was trying to fix everything. Kirishima came behind him. "Hey Bakugou! What's up?"

    Bakugou just groaned. Kirishima had moved in with him a few weeks ago, helping him around the house. "Just these... damn idiots. They did some paperwork wrong, and now I've got to fix it." He sighed.

    "Wanna massage?"

    Bakugou considered this, then shook his head. "No, I've got to finish this." Kirishima frowned.

    "Want some Advil?"

    "Yeah, actually."

    "I'll be right back!" Kirishima bounced away. Bakugou focused on the paperwork, fixing any errors he found.

    Kirishima returned, handing him the pill. "Thanks, babe." Bakugou murmured, distracted.

    "What did you just call me?"

    "Kirishima?" He asked, confused.

    "No, you said babe!"

    "I don't say babe!"

    "But you did!"

    "No!"

    "Yeah!"

    Bakugou's confidence wavered. "No?"

    "Yeah!"

    "Did I really?"

    "Yeah."

    "Sorry." He apologized, returning to his work.

    "S'okay. I thought it was cute."

    Bakugou hummed, not really paying attention. Then his head snapped up, looking surprised. "I'm... not cute!"

    "You are too!" Kirishima teased.

    "Am not!"

    "Are too!"

    Bakugou huffed, and told Kirishima to go away.

Working wasn't fun.

Later that night, Bakugou looked proudly at his neat stack of paperwork. He'd managed to correct all his co-worker's mistakes, and he'd gotten his work caught up.

Stretching his arms, he walked into the kitchen. Kirishima was cutting up vegetables for soup. He moved over towards him, wrapping his arms around his waist. He wasn't a fan of PDA - in fact, it wasn't uncommon that he shoved Kirishima away when he tried to give him a kiss in public. However, depending on his mood, Bakugou could be quite the romantic at home.

"Hey Bakubabe." Kirishima tilted his head to the side, giving Bakugou a quick kiss on the cheek. "You taking a break?"