Satan's Favorite // kiribaku

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1k reads??? I am shook, ty so much!
Also I've listened to Taylor Swift's album 'Speak Now' about 15 times today.
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Bakugou ran his hands through Kirishima's hair as they watched tv. Kirishima still needed to rest, seeing as he almost died and got turned into a demon yesterday.

"Kat, how did you know I was your soulmate? Like, how do people know?" Kirishima asked, still watching the tv.

"They don't." Bakugou ruffled Kirishima's hair.

"What? Then how'd you know I was your soulmate?" Kirishima looked away from the tv for the first time in thirty minutes.

"'Cause I'm not a person, I'm the Devil." Bakugou said, watching the tv now.

"Okay, so how'd you know?" Kirishima asked again.

Bakugou didn't answer, instead he turned to Kirishima, and got closer to him. Kirishima closed his eyes as their lips met. Bakugou leaned in to the kiss to deepen it.

After a few seconds, Bakugou backed away to break the kiss, but Kirishima leaned forward to stay connected. Bakugou smiled into the kiss then tapped on Kirishima's arm, making him back away.

"What was that for?" Kirishima smiled at Bakugou.

"Can I not kiss my boyfriend?" Bakugou turned back to the tv.

"That doesn't excuse you from answering the question, Kat." Kirishima giggled.

"Fuck." Bakugou mumbled under his breath. "What if I..." Bakugou trailed off as he got closer to Kirishima, kissing the side of his mouth, down to his neck, and across his collarbone, leaving little marks along the way.

He sucked on little bits of his skin, making Kirishima bite his lip to suppress his moans.

"K-kat." Kirishima said through his pursed lips.

"Hm?" Bakugou said, breaking away from Kirishima's skin.

"Why can't you answer my question? Stop trying to distract me!" Kirishima panted between his words.

"Don't wanna." Bakugou said, moving back to Kirishima's neck, but got stopped by Kirishima's hand.

"No, I'm not in the mood." Kirishima said, frowning at Bakugou, and Bakugou nodded, respecting his boyfriend's wishes. Suddenly, their door burst open.

"Guys! I got my horns! And I'm a fox!" Sero ran in their apartment.

"Fuck you." Bakugou said, staring at the tv.

"Thanks, boss!" Sero ran over to Bakugou, hugging him.

"Fuck off!" Bakugou tried pushing Sero off of him, but failed.

"What's wrong with him?" Sero turned to Kirishima as he backed away from Bakugou.

"I may have upset him." Kirishima said, looking at the floor.

"Doesn't look like you upset him." Sero pointed to Kirishima's neck, then walked out, causing Kirishima to blush.

"I'm gonna go out." Bakugou said, getting up and grabbing his phone and house keys, slipping on his shoes.

"Where are you going?" Kirishima watched him as he moved.

"Dunno. I'll text you later, maybe." Bakugo said, walking out of the apartment, and then the building.

"What the fuck am I doing? I should just go apologize." Bakugou went to turn around, but got stopped by something. Or rather, someone.

"Oh, sorry! Didn't see you there! Looks like ya got my coffee on ya." The boy rubbed the back of his neck while smiling.

"'S fine." Bakugou said, taking his jacket off and examining the boy. He was blond, with blackish eyes, and a tail.

"My name's Ojiro. Since I got my coffee on ya, how about you accompany me to go pick up another one." The boy now known as Ojiro said.

"Yeah, sure." Bakugou started walking along side the boy. He didn't have any reason not to go. He didn't know why he did though.

"I should be with Ei." Bakugou thought, staring at the ground as they walked. "This is wrong." But he continued walking. "I need to turn back now." They reached the coffee shop.

"Not much of a talker, huh? That's fine, I like to talk." Ojiro giggled.

"I'm so fucked." Bakugou said as he nodded, pulling out his phone. Ojiro went and got in the line as he did.

Bakugou kept typing out texts, then deleting them, when finally, Ojiro sat down across from him.

"Texting a lover?" Ojiro laughed, setting down two coffees.

"No... it's nothin." Bakugou said, taking the coffee Ojiro bought for him.

"Why'd I lie?" Bakugou questioned himself. "I'm not myself today." He took a sip of the coffee. "I need to go home." He set the coffee on the table. "I need to see my boyfriend."

"Thanks for the coffee, or whatever." Bakugou said, looking at the coffee.

"No problem. We should do this again sometime." Ojiro smiled at Bakugou.

"Maybe." Bakugou picked up his coffee, rubbing the side with his thumb.

"Playing hard to get? Cute." Ojiro propped up his elbows on the table, leaning on his hands.

"W-what?" Bakugou stuttered as he looked up, not prepared for what happened next. Ojiro leaned closer, his lips connecting with Bakugou's.

Bakugou backed up, his mouth open in shock.

"I... gotta go." Bakugou ran out of the coffee shop, and down the street, stopping after a bit to catch his breath. After that, he walked the rest of the way home.

Once Bakugou got home, Kirishima was on the couch, watching the same tv as when he had left.

"Oh, you're back." Kirishima said, getting up and walking over to Bakugou.

Before Bakugou could say anything, he hugged Kirishima, and started crying into his shoulder.

"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry." Bakugou said through his sobs. The very confused red head hugged his boyfriend, rubbing small circles into his back.

"Hey, hey. What happened?" Kirishima asked, cupping Bakugou's face and wiping his tears.

"I'm sorry..." Bakugou said again, crying more.

"Let's go sit on the bed, and you can tell me what happened." Kirishima guided his boyfriend to their bed, sitting across from him.

"So, what happened?"

"I cheated on you..."