But alas, someone had followed him.
Before Kirishima reached his dorm, he was yanked back to face the drunken blonde.
"W-what's wrong with yo-you?" He slurred.
Kirishima wiped the remaining tears from his eyes, "N-nothing. Why'd you follow me? Shouldn't you be finishing your make out session with Midoriya." The last sentence escapes his lips before he could stop them.
𝑊𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑗𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑀𝑖𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑦𝑎?
"Oooh, I see. Y-you wish it could've b-been you." Bakugo laughs. "F-fucking Deku s-sucked at k-kissing, but I b-bet you'd be g-good at it." He smirks.
Kirishima stood dumbfounded. He didn't know what to say, or what Bakugo was implying.
"I-I'd like to find out." Bakugo leaned forward, attempting to connect his lips with Kirishima's, but Kirishima ducked his head.
"B-bakugo, you're drunk, don't do this."
"D-Don't act like you d-don't want it."
Pinning Kirishima against the wall, Bakugo places his lips on Kirishima's neck.
"Bakugo, don't-"
He begun nipping at Kirishima's neck, leaving a trail of markings down to his collar bone.
Kirishima knew he had to stop Bakugo, he couldn't let himself take advantage of his drunken friend, he knew Bakugo would never actually want this to happen, but their was something about the way Bakugo's lips felt on his skin that put him in a daze.
Bakugo raised his head, taking in the sight of the marks he had left. Smirking, he bent his head back down, sinking his teeth into an unmarked spot on Kirishima's neck. Kirishima let out a whimper, as blood begun seeping from the bite mark.
Realizing he was bleeding, Kirishima snapped out of his daze.
"Bakugo, you have to stop!" Kirishima pushes Bakugo off of him, feeling guilty he'd let things go this far.
"B-but I still haven't gotten a k-kiss." He pouts.
𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑐𝑜ℎ𝑜𝑙 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔, Kirishima reminds himself.
"And you're not gonna get one. Come on, I'll walk you to your dorm, I think it's time to call it a night."
Kirishima drags Bakugo into his dorm and helps him get into his bed.
"Goodnight, Bakugo." Kirishima starts to walk away but gets tugged back.
"G-goodnight kiss?"
"No Bakugo, that's drunk you talking."
"Pleaseee?"
𝐻𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑢𝑡𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑑𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑘.
"Sorry Baku, I just can't take advantage of you like that."
Kirishima walked next door to his dorm, passing the mirror that hung on his wall with a gasp, noticing the marks Bakugo had left on his neck.
He sighed, knowing he'd have to hide them tomorrow.
Throwing his shirt to the floor, Kirishima crawled into bed and closed his eyes, trying not to let the thoughts of Bakugo consume him.
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FanfictionThrowing a party seemed like a good idea, what with everyone needing to take their minds off of Bakugo's kidnapping, and since he's back now, a party was a perfect way to celebrate, especially since they'd all moved into the dorms. But after the eve...
