Can't Choose

Chapter Four

Kirishima dropped himself down on one of the couches in the commons after dinner. The common area was a really nice study environment at this time since everyone was generally quieter.

No one else was with him, since Bakugou had been a bit more tired than usual and went back to his room. Kirishima rolled onto his back and held his textbook up over him to start reading through it.

"Hi...Kirishima?" The red-haired boy dropped the book onto his stomach and looked up at whoever had just entered the commons. His eyes met the eyes of a particular green-haired boy, who was looking a bit hesitant.

"Hey, Midoriya," Kirishima replied, grinning a little to try to ease Izuku's nervousness. Izuku smiled back at him, and Kirishima had to admit that his heart melted a little at the innocence of it. "Are you here to study too?" He asked, noticing the notebooks Izuku was carrying.

"Um, yeah."

"Cool! We can study together." He sat up and patted the space beside him on the sofa. Izuku walked over and sat down next to Kirishima, with that small smile still on his face. Once he was settled, Kirishima leaned over to see what subject Izuku was working on.

"Math, huh?" He gave the green-haired boy a sheepish smile. "I'm not too great at that."

"I can help you then!" Izuku's eyes lit up. "Well, um, if you want," he added quickly.

"That would be great, dude," Kirishima said, his grin widening. The two of them worked quietly after that, with Kirishima occasionally asking a question if he was confused, and Izuku keeping an eye on him, pointing out anything he saw that the other boy was struggling with.

"You know who's really great at math?" Kirishima said after maybe fifteen minutes had passed. Izuku glanced up at him. "Who?"

"Katsuki. He's so great at everything, honestly."

"Yeah, Kacch-" Izuku froze mid-sentence, seemingly realizing his mistake. Kirishima laughed. "It's okay. I know you guys grew up together." Izuku blinked in surprise.

"He actually told you?" he asked incredulously.

"Yeah?"

"I'm sort of surprised he didn't keep pretending...I think he wishes he didn't know me." Izuku muttered the last sentence with a quiet sadness in his eyes. Kirishima sighed, remembering what his boyfriend had said just a couple hours ago. Izuku's thoughts were pretty accurate.

"I'm sure he'll warm up to you being here eventually."

"Maybe..." Izuku said. "You seem really close to him."

Kirishima's omnipresent smile brightened a little more, if that was possible. "Yeah. Took a lot of work, though." He chuckled. "He's very...explosive." Izuku giggled. "At track today, Jirou compared him to an angry Pomeranian."

Kirishima laughed, imagining a blond, barking Pomeranian. "Sounds about right." Then he looked back down at his work. "I think we should get back on task," Kirishima said, still laughing just a little. Izuku nodded, slipping right back into study mode, pointing at a math problem that he saw Kirishima messed up on.

They kept it up for maybe an hour, until Kirishima started to yawn, and Izuku felt fatigue creeping through his limbs. Kirishima shut his textbook and leaned back. "I think it's time for me to get to bed," he stated. Izuku nodded in agreement. He gathered up his study materials and stood up from the couch.

"Um, bye, Kirishima," he said as he walked out the common room.

"See you," Kirishima yawned, getting off of the sofa himself and walking off to Bakugou's dorm. He hadn't be screeched at for not being in his dorm for the entire week, so it was pretty safe to say that he could go to Bakugou's dorm again tonight.

He slipped into the room, surprised to find his boyfriend was still awake, simply staring at the ceiling. "Hey, shitty hair," the blond said as he noticed Kirishima's entrance.

"Hey, Pomeranian," Kirishima said, suppressing his laughter. Bakugou sat up immediately. "Who the hell told you about that?"

"N-no one!" Kirishima said, a few chuckles escaping.

"Was it Jirou? Or that shitty Deku?"

Kirishima didn't answer, he just laughed. "You have to admit, it describes you perfectly...All bark and no bite..."

"You want bite? I'll show you bite," Bakugou said, pushing himself off the bed and striding over to Kirishima. His crimson eyes pierced through the red-haired boy as he shoved him roughly against the wall, almost smashing their lips together.

Just as Kirishima started to really get into it, Bakugou moved with inhuman speed and nipped at his throat. Kirishima yelped and shoved the blond off of him. Bakugou smirked as he was pushed away.

"'No bite' my ass..."

After Kirishima recovered from the shock, he grinned. "Okay, proved your point..."

Bakugou's smirk didn't fade. "Come on, shitty hair. We're going to bed now. And don't think about calling me a Pomeranian again."

"Okay, sure," Kirishima walked over to the bed, but not before muttering "Pomeranian" under his breath. Luckily, Bakugou didn't catch it as Kirishima rolled into the bed with him. He smiled as the blond let him wrap his arms around him. He pulled Bakugou closer to him and he could almost see the eyeroll that the blond was probably giving him. Chuckling, he murmured, "Night, babe."

"Night."

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Bakugou awoke to sunlight shining in his eyes, coming through the dorm window. He relaxed in the comfort of Kirishima's arms for a few more moments before stretching out and carefully removing himself from Kirishima's embrace. Unlike Bakugou, the red-haired boy wasn't a light sleeper in any way, though, so the blond didn't really need to worry. Yawning, he walked over to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He finished quickly and moved away to grab the uniform that he had tossed on his desk chair yesterday. He never bothered with the red tie that was part of it.

He stretched out as he finished getting himself dressed, then glanced over at Kirishima, who was still sleeping. "I swear, shitty hair," he said as he walked over to the bed again. "You'd never wake up on time without me." He shook Kirishima awake, and the red-haired teen woke and rolled onto his back, seeing Bakugou hovering over him.

"Morning," he yawned.

"About time you woke up," Bakugou said, though he smiled slightly at how sleepy Kirishima looked.

"I doubt you woke up much earlier," Kirishima replied, rolling his eyes playfully.

"Whatever," Bakugou said. "Just hurry up and get ready."

"Yeah, yeah. You just want to watch me get dressed for the millionth time."

"Shut up, shitty hair."

Kirishima laughed. "Okay, my little Pomeranian."

"I told you not to call me that!"

A/n: Hi guys, back with another chapter! I just wanted to say that I'm planning on doing some Kirishima fanart since I have Deku and Bakugou already, I just don't have any inspiration yet. (And for some reason, I can never draw his eyes to satisfaction.)

Also, trying to make the chapters a bit longer, I've just been busy with testing and end of year projects these past weeks. Hopefully, I'll write a whole lot more during the summer.

Anyway, hope your day's going great, guys!

-Lavender