A Scarf in Summer

The Gift

Author's Note: This was written for Iida's birthday (8/22) and posted to AO3 originally. I wasn't planning on posting it here, but I discovered someone already had put it up without crediting me. They removed it, and I decided that I should post it here so it doesn't happen again. 

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

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"What do you get as a gift for someone who has everything?"

Kirishima and Kaminari both turned to look at Bakugou and made near-identical sounds of sympathy. "I dunno," Kaminari said. "Money?"

"Nah, this person has more of that than me."

"Then nothing," Kaminari said. He lay sprawled on the floor of Kirishima's room, where the three of them were studying together, at least in theory. "If they've got everything, they don't need another gift. What would they even do with it?"

Bakugou frowned. "Get the fuck out."

"What?"

"You heard me, jackass. I asked a serious question and you gave me some bullshit answer. Nothing? Are you kidding me? That's the dumbest thing you've ever said."

"Okay, jeez, I'll shut up then."

"No," Bakugou said, getting to his feet, "get out."

"What the hell, dude?"

Bakugou toed him in the ribs. "Get. Out."

"This isn't even your room!" Kaminari said, rolling onto his side to shield himself. "Kirishima, help me!"

"I'll talk to Shitty Hair without you, if you're going to be like this," Bakugou said. "Leave."

Kirishima looked at the two of them and laughed. "Kaminari, we can finish later. You haven't done any studying in half an hour, at least."

"You're kicking me out?!"

"Yeah, just for now," Kirishima said. "I'll text you later."

"Dude..."

Bakugou wanted to gloat at getting his way, but he was surprised that Kirishima was siding with him in this at all: normally Shitty Hair was much more concerned with making sure everyone got along. Apparently Bakugou sought help so infrequently it was a special occasion.

As soon as Kaminari dragged himself off the floor and out into the hallway, Kirishima turned to Bakugou. "So. Gifts for people who have everything, huh."

"Yeah." Bakugou sat back down onto the floor, facing Kirishima. "It's really fucking obnoxious, you know? You look at all those gift lists, and they're either weird gadgets no one needs, or ridiculously expensive, or both."

"I have a few ideas," Kirishima said.

"Yeah?"

"One: tickets to some kind of event. A concert, maybe. Something local. You could even get two tickets and go together."

Bakugou considered the suggestion. It wasn't that bad, all things considered. "What are your other ideas?"

"Just one other one." Kirishima hesitated, and Bakugou got the feeling he wasn't going to like whatever came next. "You could give them something handmade."

"Hand-"

"Think about it!" Kirishima said, powering on before Bakugou had a chance to interrupt. "It would be one-of-a-kind, but not that expensive. It shows you put a lot of time and thought into the gift. It's not great for everyone, of course. Might be weird for someone you're not super close to."