Cheer The Jock Up! // KiriBaku

[ B a c k H o m e ]

Exhausted and jetlagged, each player and cheerleader report to their dorm buildings.
Some were dragged to places as others simply rested around.
Kirishima stayed in the common area, and Bakugo is on his way to his dorm room.
But he begins to feel something he's never felt before.

He fears being alone.

'Why be alone if he's literally inviting me to stay with him.'
'And... I guess it's an opportunity to get close to him...?'

He changes his clothes to a simple black sleeveless shirt and black basketball shorts, and heads back downstairs.
He sits on the opposite couch from Kirishima and glances at him silently, before distracting himself in his phone.

"Hi Bakugo...!" Kirishima begins.

Bakugo hesitates, but he responds.
"Hi."
"Feelin' jetlagged?"
"No."
"Woah, really? Lucky..." he sighs. "I'm exhausted."
"Then go to sleep."
"That's the thing, bro... I have this weird thing-- I can fall asleep during the day."

He glances up at him with a weirded out look before shrugging.
Kirishima suddenly laughs quietly.

"What's funny?" Bakugo mumbles.
"The face you just made."
"Saying my face looks funny, dumb hair?"
"Hey-! Wha-! My hair isn't dumb!"

Bakugo exhales a curt chuckle, and Kirishima's eyes sparkle.

"I just made you laugh-!"
"Tch-! N-No-!- I made myself laugh, dumbass-!"
"Suuurrre-- whatever you say-! I made you laugh."
"In your dreams!"

Kirishima chuckles again, feeling giddy on the inside.
Bakugo once again looks up at him, suddenly getting an idea.

'I can still hide the fact that I want to keep talking by acting like I usually do...'

"Tell me." He begins with a nonchalant sigh. He leans back on the couch and puts his phone aside. "Why'd you start the cheerleading team."
"I like dancing, bro. And I wanted to prove that cheerleading isn't just a girls' sport."
"Cheerleading is not a fucking sport."
"I beg to disagree."
"It's not a sport."
"It is!"

The sly grin on his face increases.

"It's not. It's just dancing."
"Dancing IS a sport!"

'I shouldn't be having this much fun.'

Kirishima is aware that the argument is just for fun.
But he's still willing to win.

"Dancing is dancing. Sports are sports."
"You're gonna say it's only a sport if it includes a ball?"
"Yes."
"Swimming is a sport too."

That silences Bakugo.

"Okay fine."
"Ha-!"
"But cheerleading is still not a sport."

Kirishima is loving the interaction.
Bakugo, is loving the interaction.
And their eyes begin to stay on each other for longer periods of time...
Until their eyes lock, and stay locked.

And the topic switches.

"When did you start playing?" Kirishima asks.
"I was four when I threw my first football."
"Damn! So you started young!"
"Uhuh."
"I mean, no wonder! You're such a beast while you're playing!"

'Oh.'
'Oh okay, my heart never raced this fast before.'
'I feel sick again-'

"T-Tch... duh... Of...- Of course I do..."

Bakugo begins to claim this interaction the longest ever he's held with someone.
It's just something about Kirishima that just... completely draws him.
There is absolutely no reason to hate him that Bakugo could find.

Well, except for one.

'Stealing my heart is something I'll always hate you for.'
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