"For Better or Worse" -Kiribaku-

"For Better or Worse" Chapter 7

Kirishima's POV
I woke up, man did my head hurt. I was abit dizzy, after I got my thoughts together and could see straight (gay) I noticed that my arms were around bakugo, and I wasn't in my house. "Oh shit-!" I yelled before falling out of bed and thumping on the floor. Thoughts quickly ran through my head on what my consiquenses would be. Once again my dizziness came back, the ceiling that I was now staring at slowly spun in circles. I heard bakugo's voice then, it was muffled, but I heard it. "Eij--? Eiji ar-- yo--u oka--???" To what I could hear he sounded abit confused and sarcastically annoyed. "Wha.. what the hell happened...?" I panted, feeling dehydrated. "You got wasted and cried for 2 hours because Mina was also waisted screaming at you. I had to come pick you up because sero wanted to kill you, Mina, and Kami. And then YOU not me, YOU got in bed and wrapped your arms around me, that was all on YOU!" His face was a bright red color, "I WOULD'VE pushed you down, but I didn't want you to cry and keep ME awake. That was the ONLY reason I didn't push you off!" He seemed to get redder by the second. "Whatever.. I- *pant* nee- *pant*-d wat-ter" I couldn't see well but I could practically hear him rolling his eyes. I felt his warmth leave and about 2 minuets later I felt it come back. I felt one of his hands lift my head up, and the other holding the glass of cold water to my lips. After drinking the water my vision slowly came back. I didn't feel as hot and I sat up and looked at bakugo. "Oh my God I'm so stupid...!" I blushed rapidly from embarrassment. I finally snapped out of my thoughts of shame. "Oh shit!! I gotta go!" I yelled as I stood up and threw my shoes on. "Bye bakugo see ya!" I ran out the door and on the way home. 'Crap this time I'm gonna get crap from not-only Tarou but Tomura!' I thought worried as I sprinted home. I was so scared. Scared, that I would lose all the things I love.  When I got there I ran in the door and was greeted by Tarou, "Kiri..." He said calmly, "I thought we agreed you'd come home...?" I got really scared, he didn't seem to have any tone or emotional expression. Just blank and monotone. "Im so so so so so sorry!" I got onto my knees, "P-Please forgive me! I'm sorry, so so sorry...!" I almost was crying, all these feelings I'm not supposed to be feeling. 'I'm not supposed to love the students of UA, we aren't supposed to be friends.' I thought as I gripped my own hair tightly. "Kiri, stand up, please don't cry, and please go change back into your clothes." I nodded and went into my to change. I sat in bed and stared at my ceiling, "What am I supposed to do?" I quietly said out loud to myself.

3rd Person POV

As Kirishima layed in his bed thinking to himself about UA. His family. Bakugo. While this was accuring, Tomura and Tarou sat in the bar room together. "I-I don't know what to do. Every day he seems to be getting closer and closer to this... Bakugo." He said his name with hate and discust." Tomura had a pretty quick and villainous answer. Makes sense. "Maybe you should just end Bakugo. You're one of us, and you're a grown young man, you don't need my permission to do as you like. Do what you see fit for your own needs." He simply replied. Tarou took some time to process what he was told before smirking and nodding his head, "ok I got an idea or two in my head." Kirishima on the other hand, got out of bed to change. When he was changing his pants he saw a paper note fall out of one of the back pockets. The note read,

Yo it's bakugo. Right now it's the middle of the night and you're drunk as hell. It's kinda funny, not gonna lie. Anyways, tomorrow I was wondering if you could meet me outside of my house at like midnight or so. I'll wait until 12:30 and if you're not there then I'll just go back inside to sleep. Maybe see ya then

Kirishima's POV

I finished reading the note I wanted to meet him of coarse for whatever reason, but it'd be abit difficult getting out without Tarou noticing.

Timeskip- 11:50pm

I decided that now was the best time to sneak out... Somehow. I put on a black hoodie and black pants, hoping to blend in with the dark. My hair was down, even though I really wanted to spike it up. I simply didn't have enough time. I slowly opened my door, causing it to creak. 'shit' I thought I I looked back and forth to see if I was noticed. Luckily I didn't see anyone. I quickly scurried to the door and opened it fast to avoid creaking. But closed it slowly to avoid slamming it. Once I was out I ran furthest away as I could until I was too tired, then began walking. I looked at my watch and it said 12:05. He was still out waiting. I didn't rush sinse his house wasn't very far. Once I got there he was sitting on his front porch with the porch light on. "Wassup.." I said quietly and awkwardly. He shrugged. "I dunno, it just seems like you've been running off too soon or my 'friends'," he made quotation marks with his fingers, ", bother us. So I thought maybe it'd be nice for us to hang out at night...?" I felt my face heat up alittle for some strange reason before replying, "Y-yea I guess so.." he nodded. We ended up talking for a few minuets until we both sat on... (idk what they're called. Like one of those swingy chairs. Not a hamick) we continued to talk there until I felt pretty sleepy. I ended up falling asleep on bakugo's shoulder. It was around 1:30 when he slowly shook me awake. "Pst..! Eiji. It's 1:30 you should probably go now." I heard him say before fluttering my eyes open. I rubbed them and slowly adjusted to being awake. I nodded and stood up and stretched. "Hmmmmm- thanks it was nice talking to you." He nodded as a way of saying, 'yea you too'. I walked off his porch, "So will we be doing this again?" I asked turning around for a second. He seemed to have gotten redder by my question, "Y-yea I guess if you really want to.." I gave him a closed-eyed smile, "Ok then! See you tomorrow. Bye bakugo!" And with that I ran home with a smile on my face. But little did me nor bakugo know, was that that whole time, we weren't completely alone either. . .