Kiribaku Oneshots

🖤 Come On, Red Riot! 🖤

A/N: So, I recently saw Spider-Man: Far From Home. So I'm gonna do something based on Spider-Man: Homecoming! I don't wanna spoil the movie for anyone, whether I'm talking about Homecoming or Far From Home. So, spoiler warning for Homecoming, if you haven't seen it! I also write in Kirishima's POV a lot, but I don't see Bakugou as the guy stuck in this kind of situation. I definitely see Kirishima being stuck like this. Like, in this exact situation. So, on with the oneshot!

Kirishima's POV

I walked into the empty building, hoping to find the man who stole Bakugou. Manly, amazing, bold Bakugou. I love him to bits, and you know what? When he was kidnapped, I was infuriated. I just want to have him back. 

They took him on the day I was going to confess, too. I had flowers and chocolates! Hell, I even had Todoroki plan to be there on standby so he could hold the lunchbox that had a twin pop in it!

I wasn't supposed to go on this mission. I was supposed to just let the pros take care of it. I asked other people to help me get him back. I only got help from Yaoyorozu. I asked Midoriya. Nothing. I asked Todoroki. He said no. I asked Kaminari. He told me I was being a bit to... affected by Bakugou's kidnapping. Sero? The jerk didn't even spare me a glance after I told him my plan. He also walked away. Didn't need their help anyway.

I was in the basement of the building and saw the almost empty room had a messy desk and one man standing there. He had hands everywhere: his neck, shoulders, chest, wrists, biceps, the back of his head and his face. I recognized that jackass immediately.

"HEY!" I yelled, making him turn around with a small jump. "Surprised?"

"Oh, hello, Eiji." he said, his voice raspy to the point where it was sickening. "I didn't hear you come in."

I froze for a second. He knows my first name... he knows who I am....

"It's over! I've got you! Now where is Bakugou?" I asked, trying not to seem as though him knowing my name scared the hell out of me.

"You know, I have to tell you, Eiji. I really, really admire your grit." he said. "I see why Bakugou likes you."

I almost fainted there. Bakugou likes me? For real?! Then I realized, this guy's a villain. No way in hell he knows who or what Bakugou likes. I shook my head to clear the ever-darkening thoughts, running through my mind.

"I do. When I first saw you fight, I was unsure. I thought, 'Really?' But I get it." the guy said. I could hear the cynical grin in his voice.

"How could you do this to him?" I asked, walking a bit closer. We were still a far distance apart.

"To him? I'm not doing anything to him, Eijirou." the guy said, stepping slightly closer. "I'm doing this for him."

"Huh. Yeah." I said sarcasitcally, hardening my  arm and sharpening my fingers.

The guy sighed. "Eijirou... you're young. You don't understand how the world works."

"Yeah, but I understand that kidnapping high school students to turn them into villains or use them for who knows what is wrong." I said.

"I don't think your buddy, All Might, paid for any of the gear he owned. None of it." the guy said. "Those people, Eiji, those people up there; the heroes and police, they do whatever they want. Guys like you and me--"

"I am nothing like you." I snarled.

"Guys like us, they don;t care about us. We rebuild the buildings they destroy, fight all their wars and everything. They don't care about us. We have to pick up after them. We have to eat their table scraps." the guy said, not giving a crap about what I just said. "That's how it is. I know you know what I'm talking about, Eijirou."