I'm In Love With You, You Idiot - Kiribaku angst (has very inconsistent updates)

Chapter 1

Bakugo's POV

"Yo Bakubro!" that shitty-haired loser calls as he walks up to me.

Class had just ended. Can't I get a little break from staring at his stupid pretty face?

"What do you want, Kirishima?" I ask, still looking ahead.

"The bros and I were planning on going out tonight. You should join us," he says.

I sigh. Why does he always have to charm me into these things?
"Fine."

I glance at Kirishima and that idiotic grin that makes me wanna kiss it off of him.
"Damn. Not even an argument. You're like a whole new person!"

"Fuck off," I growl.
Kirishima inhales and puts the smile away. "On it," he says, then walks off.

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I might as well look nice for this shit. Gotta make that good impression on that rock that is too fucking cute for life.

I put on a loose black button up, leaving the top two buttons undone. It's more comfortable that way, okay?
Then some yellow plaid pants.

Appearance is important, so before you ask, take a look at yourself.

Once I'm entirely ready, I grab my phone and walk out of my room, only to find Cutie-fucking-shima just leaving his.
He looks at me with the smile again.
Like, can you shut the fuck up before my quirk internalizes and I explode?

"Hey, bro. Lookin good!" he says, a bit too cheerfully. "I didn't know you had that type of shit in your closet."

Okay. You wanna know what else is in my closet?

My gay.

I just roll my eyes. "Eh, fuck you, too."

He swings his arm over my shoulders as we begin walking, and puts his face a bit too close for my liking. In this context, at least.
"Oh c'mon, you love me," he says.

I can feel my face heat up so I push him away. "Ew, get off of me," I tell him.

Shitty hair laughs and removes his arm.

Oh, c'mon, that's not what I wanted! Just get your face out of my face. I'm touch starved, idiot.

At this point I'm walking like, two feet behind him, and staring at him.
Why does he have to be so fucking cute?
He's so beautiful, that he can be one of the wonders of the world.

I'm snapped out of my very gay fantasies when we're outside and dunce face, tape dispenser, and raccoon eyes approach us.
Well, more like when we approach them. 

"Yo Bakubro, you're looking decent," Pikachu says.

I don't say anything in respond. Only Kirishima deserves my cherished words.

"Hi, Eijiro!" Pink lady says as she walks up to my Kirishima.
Why does she even call him that? I'm totally his best friend.

"Hey, uh- Mina," Kirishima responds.
I can see his face turn red as he rubs the back of his neck.

God fucking dammit. I hate raccoon eyes. I fucking hate her. She keeps trying to get close to Kirishima in a not so friendly way. Ew, oh my fuck. Half of her boobs are sticking out. She's practically shaking them in his face! Who even likes boobs? they're just sacks of fat.
Ugh. Kirishima is mine. Mine!

"Ew. Stop flirting, and let's go," Kaminari interrupts.
This is like, the one time I will agree with him.

"We're not flirting!" A-shit-o responds in defense.

Okay, okay fine. I'll say something just because you asked so nicely.
"Yeah, tell that to your half-out boobs."

"Ey, Bakugo. Don't tell me you were staring," Tape-face says in a suggestive tone.

"Gross. I'm not some perverted hag like you and Lightning McQueen," I reply.

"C'mon, bro. Be nice," Kirishima says, putting a hand on my shoulder.

YES. PERFECT.

I can't help but smile a bit as he moves his arm further so it's resting on top of my shoulders. I obviously have to look down, because nobody can know that I actually feel things besides disgust, hatred, and anger.
Anyways, back to me being gay.
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Okay that's enough.

Sero sighs. "Okay, guys. Let's get going."
Meanwhile, I'm having a gay panic attack, and Kaminari is having an existential crisis.

Lightning McQueen really has that affect on people.

So now we're walking. Kirishima's arm is still around me, and man do I feel powerful.

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All of us finally get to the place, and Kirishima's arm drops, along with my self esteem.

We walk in. It feels warm. Kinda stuffy. It looks kind of like a club, or bar thing, but there's other tables and stuff.

I can see dudes that either look like drunks, rich assholes, or both. Most of the women are probably hookers or with the guys. Or both.

"Why are we here again?" I ask, looking at douchebags 1 and 2.

Phone charger has this weird smile. "We're here to par-tay, and get laid," he says.

"No, we're here to have fun, and eat," tapeman adds in.

"And get laid," dunce face says again.

What a pervert.

I look over at Cutie McFuckface, and notice that he doesn't look comfortable.
I open my mouth to say something, but raccoon bitch beats me to it.

"Eijiro, are you feeling okay?" she asks him.

Kiri looks down at her and nods. "Yeah. It's just a bit crowded," he answers.

"Of course it's crowded," I say. "Tweedle-Dumb and Tweedle-Dumber took us here."

"Bro, we talked about this. Be nice," Kirishima tells me.

Yeah, yeah. We've talked about it plenty. He actually listens to what I have to say, and gives advice instead of scolding me. Just a word of advice, Mom.

But I don't say anything. I just scoff. Because I'm better than everybody.
Well, except Kirishima. Nobody can be better than him.

"C'mon, dudes and dudette," Kaminari says as he begins walking. "Let go find ourselves a place to sit near some hot ladies."

We all follow him. I look over at raccoon eyes, and see that she's crossed her arms over her chest, well, more like under.
She's just lifting them up. Why????

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Here we are, sitting at a table with one extra seat next to Kaminari. Am I really the one who's got to tell him that no girls will ever want him? On the other side of Bumblebee is tape face.

I got the seat across from the empty one, with Kirishima between raccoon girl and me.

We've already ordered our food, and I obviously got the spiciest thing on the menu. Because I'm better than everyone else.

The others are talking and I'm just staring at the pretty boy next to me. He actually wore his hair down. I wanna touch it. Surprisingly enough, I've never felt his hair. I bet it's really soft and holy fuck I wanna kiss him.
I want to make him mine, and I will; even if it takes years.
He gets me, and knows how to treat me. I love that and oh my fucking god I think I'm in love with him.

Yep, definitely in love with him.

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A/N: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I ACTUALLY FINISHED THE FIRST CHAPTERRRRRRRRRRR!!!!! i'm so sorry that it took so long. one of my specialties is procrastination, so.
but hey! here it is. i'm also sorry that it's not that good. i decided to cut it off because i was working on it for way too long and didn't want to make you guys wait any longer.
um, have some tea! 🍵