Gay Buffet

First Kiss

No AU

[sorry for the minimal length]

"Bakugou!" sang out Kirishima, the exuberant redhead draping his arm along his less-than-happy friend's shoulders, where his arm could usually be found. To his surprise, no explosions graced his flesh. On instinct, he had activated his Quirk. "Bakugou?" His arm slowly reverted back to normal. Was this a trick to catch him off-guard? Bakugou was never so compliant with physical touch such as this! Was something wrong? It was then he realized that the ash blond wasn't even paying attention. Huh. That was odd. When Kirishima didn't pay attention, Bakugou would hit him and yell about something like constant vigilance. Whatever he was looking at must've been really interesting.

Kirishima leaned over his shoulder to peer at his screen in curiosity. It was just then Bakugou's ears processed his name being called, not once, but twice. He lifted his head to deliver a sharp one-liner to whatever the person that wanted his attention so desperately was going to say, offer, or ask. Unfortunately, Kirishima didn't think his friend would respond physically, or he would've never gotten so close.

As a result, their lips brushed together.

The redhead's mind immediately went blank. That wasn't supposed to happen. Not yet, anyway! Kirishima had been planning a super cool, super manly confession he was just dying to use, but now this? Honestly, horrible timing. Not that he was complaining...

Bakugou jerked away, his eyes wide with shock and his ears turning pink at the tips. "What the fuck, Shitty Hair?" he spluttered, staring at him incredulously.

"It wasn't my fault!" he countered. "You didn't hear what I said in the first place! If anything, that was your fault." That was definitely the wrong thing to say. Bakugou's eyebrows shot up, all the embarrassment disappearing from his features as firecrackers danced along his callused palms.

He fisted a handful of Kirishima's tank top and tugged the redhead closer. "What did you just say to me, Hair-for-Brains? You think I wanted to kiss you?" ground out the ash blond with his jaw clenched tightly. Kirishima blinked, ruby eyes subconsciously darting to the lips that had just touched his own. His mouth was still tingling. Despite Bakugou's agitated tone, he was leaning ever closer to him.

"Hey, I didn't say it was a bad thing," breathed Kirishima.

"You're a dumbass. I hate you." That was the last thing that escaped Bakugou's lips before they were occupied with crashing onto Kirishima's own.