Happy Birthday Bakugou/Weed Day

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Bakugou's Birthday/Free Prompt/Third Date

I wanna say happy birthday to this beautiful boy. And happy weed day to y'all ;)

And there is nothing to do with weed in here I just needed to add that

Plus this is a hero! AU, so they're already graduated and are successful heroes. And I know they're cannonly super close in height, but in this Kirishima's gonna be a few centimeters shorter.

When Bakugou woke up, he was alone. He looked over to where Kirishima usually laid, but he wasn't there. Bakugou took his phone off of his nightstand, checking the time. It was 10:42, and he scrolled through his texts. He'd gotten several 'Happy birthday!'s from his former classmates, and a missed phone call from his mom.

Bakugou groaned, and was about to put his phone away when his mom called again. He hesitated, contemplating whether to pick up or not, but he finally did.

"Hello?" He asked groggily.

"Katsuki! Happy birthday!" She yelled into his hear. He winced and took the phone farther away. "Did you ignore my first call?"

"The fuck? No, I was sleeping."

"Are you still in bed?"

"No shit, Sherlock."

"You need to get up! Go spend the day with your friends! Or with Kirishima, I don't really care, but you can't just be a lump all day!"

"Fucking-"

"Katsuki, calm down." The soothing voice of his father said.

He groaned again, burying his face into his pillow. As if she could see what he was doing, his mom cautioned, "If you don't get up right now, I'm coming to your apartment and you will regret it."

"I'm a fucking adult, Mom. I can do what I want."

"Fine. But you better get your sorry ass out of bed soon. I'll call Kirishima to make sure you do!"

"Nnnggg... fine."

"Thanks, Katsuki." His father spoke, then continued, "Have a great birthday, and remember - we will always love you, no matter what."

"Yeah, yeah." Bakugou dismissed, and then ended the call. He laid in bed for as long as he dared to, then he stood up and made his way to he and Kirishima's kitchen. Kirishima was already dressed, standing by the stove. Bakugou smelled eggs, and further inspection showed that Kirishima was making an omelette.

Kirishima smiled when he saw him. "Hey, Bakubabe! Happy birthday!"

"You already said that."

"I did?"

"Yeah, really fuckin' late last night. I'm not surprised you don't remember."

He hummed, then turned back to the food. Bakugou went over to him and wrapped his arms around his waist. "You seem pretty happy."

Bakugou buried his face in Kirishima's neck. "'S 'cause I got you."

Kirishima laughed quietly. "I forgot how lovey-dovey you get in the morning."

"You tell anyone and I swear to God-"

"Relax, honey."

Bakugou tensed. "The fuck was that?"

"A nickname. Why, you don't like it?"

"Mmm... 's fucking weird."

"Was it bad, or...?" Kirishima let his voice trail off. Bakugou pursed his lips, then shook his head. "Oh! So you do like it!" He grinned. The room immediately brightened and warmed.

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