Drink or Dare// Kiribaku fanfic

Drink or Dare//Chapter 7

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Sooo this chapter is a much more fluffy one than the others because fluff is always fun :) Hope you like it!

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Kirishima woke up as he felt the sun shining down on his face. He opened his eyes and blinked to adjust to the brightness. He looked at his clock. It was 1pm. Crap, he slept for a long time.

Oh, right. That happened.

Kirishima groaned and buried his face in his hands, remembering the thing that had happened just last night. Bakugou had...he shook his head and tried to push the memory to the back of his head. His body sore, he stood up and started getting dressed to go out. Once he finished his hair, he headed out. He really needed lunch, his stomach was growling.

He headed out of UA, and to the small area where there were many different restaurants he could choose from. He really craved for ramen, so he went into his favorite ramen restaurant in the area. Kirishima ate alone, but it gave him freedom to go deep into his thoughts and think to himself. It was pretty relaxing.

His mind would always flashback to the intense session he and Bakugou had, making him scrunch his face and close his eyes. Bakugou was drunk, and he didn't know what he was doing or thinking, Kirishima reminded himself. He sighed, finishing his ramen.

After finishing his lunch, he started heading back to the school, bumping into Uraraka, Midoriya, and Todoroki. The green-haired boy stood rather close to Todoroki.

"Hi, Kirishima!", Midoriya greeted happily. Kirishima smiled and waved back. He sighed innerly with relief as none of them mentioned the drink or dare thing they did last evening, too. God, so many things had happened.

"Ugh, my head hurts from all the drinks last night! How about you", Midoriya asked, laughing. Kirishima nodded.

"Me too". Kirishima was so happy that they all had drunk so much, they probably forgot about him masturbating behind the door. "just having some personal time, I guess. To calm down.

"I think we all need that, haha. Have a nice day!", Midoriya said nicely. Todorokia and everyone waved at Kirishima, who waved back.

Kirishima was about to go into the dorms, but he felt a little trapped. He turned around and headed back outside, wanting to sit and relax under the sun for a while. Kirishima found a grassy patch and laid down, closing his eyes. He sighed content and relaxed. This is what he needed. The redhead sat up to reach for his earphones but looked up as he heard footsteps.

Bakugou was walking, his hands in his gray shorts. He was wearing a dark green shirt, a different color than black, which was surprising. The spiky-blonde haired boy turned and the two made eye contact. Kirishima's heart was banging in his chest as Bakugou walked up the grassy patch and sat down next to him, a huge gap in between them.

"Hey", Bakugou grunted, not looking at him. He looked tired, his spiky hair looking more fluffy than usual.

"H-hey", Kirishima answered awkwardly back. He wondered if the hotheaded boy actually remembered what had happened last night.

"Where did you go after last night", he asked after a moment of silence. Kirishima's heart skipped.

"U-uh, I just went back up to my room and slept", Kirishima replied quickly, turning his head away, staring at the wonderful piece of grass that was longer than the other grass leaves.

"Ah okay, I didn't really- wait what the fuck is that", Bakugou interrupted himself.

"What?", Kirishima turned around and saw that Bakugou was closer to him now, his eyes wide as he stared at something on his neck.

The redhead looked down and saw a mark on his neck. Kirishima's face flushed into a deep red, noticing that it was a hickey. He lifted his shirt so that it covered the mark.

"It's n-nothing, you don't need to worry about it", Kirishima stammered, looking away.

There was an awkward pause of silence before Bakugou let out a barely audible gasp.

"Where, where was I after that night?", Bakugou asked quietly. Kirishima took in a sharp breath.

Should he...?

"Y-you were...in my room", Kirishima answered even quieter.

"D-did I...do that-to you?"

Kirishima nodded softly, still staring at the ground. He felt his heart pacing faster.

"Shit. Did I...did we...?"

"Yeah".

"Fuck", Bakugou groaned and buried his head in his hands.

Kirishima turned and stared at him. His neck was red, which meant that he was blushing furiously too.

"Shit, Kirishima, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced myself on yo-"

"No! No, no, no, that's not what happened", Kirishima interrupted quickly, realizing what Bakugou was thinking. Kirishima reached Bakugou's hands and forced his head to turn and face him.

Kirishima cupped his cheeks with his hands and stared at Bakugou, who looked surprised and regretful.

"You didn't. Okay? It-it just happened. You were drunk", Kirishima explained quickly. Bakugous shut his eyes.

"Fuck but I didn't have to...do that to you. Damn it I feel so bad-"

"It's okay", Kirishima interrupted again, saying it louder. Bakugou opened his eyes and stared at him. "it...it was fine. I was okay with it."

Bakugou paused, his eyes searching Kirishima's frantically as if he was hoping that he was lying. But Kirishima wasn't. Bakugou stared into Kirishima's big red eyes, and he lifted his hands and gripped his wrists, which were still cupping his cheeks.

The spiky-haired boy opened his mouth to say something, but Kirishima quickly bent over and kissed him, quieting him. This kiss was different, though; it was much softer and it felt like it had more meaning to it. Apology. Reassurance. It was different than the needy kiss they had shared last night.

Kirishima closed his eyes as Bakugou kissed back.

It felt like the kiss was exchanging the words they both wanted to say to each other.

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