Best Of You [BNHA Fantasy AU]

4. The Hill

Suddenly the figure hit the ground in front of him, creating tremors throughout the soil and causing a cloud of dust to engulf the top of the hill.

Katsuki waited patiently for the cloud to clear, and as it did, the form of a shirtless, barefooted, red-headed male stepped forward, who was buttoning up his grey pants and had a couple items of clothing hanging over his shoulder.

A pair of crimson scaly wings were moulding into his scarred, muscular, olive-skinned back, disappearing from sight, and the claws on the end of his fingers and toes were shrinking into human nails.

His ruby irises flashed, and the slit-like pupils widened into black circles, resembling human eyes, however his wide grin showed that his pointed, shark-like teeth would remain that way.

And as he slipped on his silver sleeveless vest (which failed to cover much of his well-built torso) and tightened the striped scarf around his neck, he said brightly: 'Nice day for a flight, eh Kat?' And laughed.

And Katsuki, usually so sullen and challenging towards others, laughed along with him, very aware of how his pounding heartbeat calmed down merely from being in the presence of Ejirou Kirishima, his sworn dragon servant.

Katsuki looked up and down at the laughing dragon-hybrid for a second, admiring and taking in his every feature; the dark scar that stretched above his right eye; the way his olive skin shimmered in the dimming sunlight; how his vermillion hair stuck up in tall spikes, resembling a dragon's spines.

And Katsuki couldn't help but find himself thinking, it was all so goddamn perfect.

And his blood boiled as he remembered that there wasn't anything he could do about it.

In less then an hour, he was scheduled to meet with his supposed "future partner" to prepare for the arranged Bonding the next day.

Just the thought of it made him clench his fists and growl in the back of his throat.

Ejirou noticed his change in attitude immediately.

'Katsuki..? You okay?' He'd stopped smiling now, and took a few steps towards his master and friend. '...It's about the arranged Bonding isn't it...?'
The teen slowly stretched out his hand reassuringly.

Ejirou knew that Katsuki would never take hold of it, but the gesture was there nonetheless.
That's what he thought anyway.

Just do it rang through the ash-blonde's brain as he glanced at the red-head's outstretched hand.
And in the spur of the moment, so angry at how unfair everything had to be, Katsuki threw caution to the wind and let his emotions take over.
'What the hell,' he muttered under his breath, as he grabbed Kirishima's wrist and pulled the red-headed teen towards him.

So surprised at Bakugo's voluntary contact, Kirishima didn't resist - or even move for that matter - as the blonde wrapped his muscular arms around the other's torso and rested his chin on his shoulder, without saying a single word.

And just to add insult to injury, Kirishima hadn't had time to stretch out his arm, so his right hand was now firmly pressed against the middle of Katsuki's bare chest.

When he finally got over the initial shock and realised that Katsuki was not going to let go anytime soon, Ejirou cautiously wrapped his free arm around the blonde male, and relaxed into the much-needed embrace.
Since he was a good few inches taller than Katsuki (although not as widely built), Ejirou could carefully lean his head against the blonde's spiky [yet surprisingly fluffy] hair.