Heart Strings (Kiribaku/Bakushima)

pt. 3

Bakugou pov:

        I walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen to be meet by my new roommate, Shitty Hair. He was kinda cute to be honest. NO YOU CANT THINK THAT FOR A GUY! I felt my face start to heat up so I turned and walked to my room. While I was leaving I noticed that he was bright red as I was standing there. It was adorable seeing his bl--  OMG STTTTOP MINDDD!! AHHHHHHHHH!

Kirishima pov:

       He wasn't wearing a shirt. And he was fucking hot. (Thats gay). I'm going to just walllk into my room and die of embarrassment now....
       When I got to my room I got out my phone and messaged my friend Denki.

Red Riot: Hey bro..

Pikachu: Yeah bro?

Red Riot: My roommate is fucking hot and I don't know what to do....

Pikachu: HA GAYYYY
Pikachu: But really just talk to him and become friends then he will want to be with you.

Red Riot: thats... Accually good advice...
Red Riot: Um... Thanks...

Pikachu: YEE BROSKI!
Pikachu: SEE YA FUCKER

Red Riot: Bye

      I'm suprised.... Denki actually had descent advise.... Wtf. I'm just gonna go get some food now.
      "Hey you're Bakugou right?" I said after walking to the kitchen and Bakugou happened to be there.
     "Ya, What's it to you?!" He replied suprising me cause he was a lot ruder then people talked about him.
    "Umm... I um wanted to.. Um mabye be your um friend or something..." I replied annoyed at how much I just  shuddered in that one sentence.
    "..No.." He replied with no emotion in his face.
    I felt my face sadden, but replied with an, "Oh.. Ok.."
     I saw that he looked like he felt kinda bad, vbut I just walked to the cabinet and grabbed and snack. I said bye to Bakugou and then headed back to my room. When I got there I grabbed my Notebook to right down some ideas for a new song I wanted to wright.
       I started by writing sone new lyrics....

Time sskip brought to you by Bakugou being confused and gay.

    I was finished with wrighting the lyrics so I grabbed my Ukakale and walked out of my room to go to the recording studio that was downstairs. While I was heading downstairs I ran into Denki. He was heading to his dorm so I stopped him and we talk for a little. When I was leaving he ran up behind me and said, "Good luck with that hot roommate." I blushed like a madman and was going to wack him but he ran away before I had the chance.
      I got to the Studio and sat on a bench and stated the recording. I liked recording my songs so I could see how much I would improve through the school year. So then since everything was ready I started singing,

I wish I found some better sounds no one's ever heard
I wish I had a better voice that sang some better words
I wish I found some chords in an order that is new
I wish I didn't have to rhyme every time I sang

I was told when I get older all my fears would shrink
But now I'm insecure and I care what people think

My name's 'Blurryface' and I care what you think
My name's 'Blurryface' and I care what you think

Wish we could turn back time, to the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out (oh)
Wish we could turn back time (oh), to the good old days (oh)
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out

We're stressed out

Sometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I was young
How come I'm never able to identify where it's coming from
I'd make a candle out of it if I ever found it
Try to sell it, never sell out of it, I'd probably only sell one

It'd be to my brother, 'cause we have the same nose
Same clothes homegrown a stone's throw from a creek we used to roam
But it would remind us of when nothing really mattered
Out of student loans and tree-house homes we all would take the latter

My name's 'Blurryface' and I care what you think
My name's 'Blurryface' and I care what you think

Wish we could turn back time, to the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out (oh)
Wish we could turn back time (oh), to the good old days (oh)
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out

We used to play pretend, give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away
Used to dream of outer space but now they're laughing at our face
Saying, "Wake up, you need to make money."
Yeah

We used to play pretend, give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away
Used to dream of outer space but now they're laughing at our face
Saying, "Wake up, you need to make money."
Yeah

Wish we could turn back time, to the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out (oh)
Wish we could turn back time (oh), to the good old days (oh)
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out

Used to play pretend, used to play pretend, bunny
We used to play pretend, wake up, you need the money
Used to play pretend, used to play pretend, bunny
We used to play pretend, wake up, you need the money
We used to play pretend, give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away
Used to dream about space but now they're laughing at our face
Saying "Wake up you need to make money"
Yeah.
(Song: Stressed Out by 21 pilots)

       I finished recording then I noticed soneone was standing in the comer listening. They said, "You're really good at that! My name is Mina!!"
      "Thanks and I'm Kirishima!" I replied.