I like you, Shitty Hair ||Kiribaku||

Chapter seven

"I-I didn't mean to hurt you, you've just 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 me."

Kirishima looked up, his puzzled eyes locking with Bakugo's, "I c-changed you?"

𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡?

Bakugo stayed quite. He thought about what to say next, he knew the answer already, but he didn't know if he was ready to say it out loud.

"You just- you make me a better person, I'm not as 'explosive' when I'm with you. That's all." He somewhat lied. Although what he said was in fact true, that wasn't what he had really wanted to say.

"O-oh." Kirishima blushed slightly, trying to hide it, but he could tell Bakugo saw the red tent on his cheeks, and for a moment, he thought he saw Bakugo's cheeks go red as well, and maybe it was just him imagining things, but he could've swore Bakugo started to inch closer to him.

But the moment ended as quickly as it began.

Bakugo stepped back, forcing himself to look up at the faded teeth marks on Kirishima's neck.

"So, I did that, huh?" Kirishima's gaze followed Bakugo's, realizing he what he was talking about.

He raised his hand up and self consciously covered the marks.

"Uh, yeah.. you were pretty out of it.." Kirishima's voice trailed off, thinking back to the events of that night, holding back a blush as he did so.

"What exactly did I do?"

Kirishima snapped out his thoughts, "Hm?"

"You never exactly told me what happened, you only mentioned what happened with Deku." Bakugo gritted his teeth, hating the fact that he had actually kissed that damned nerd.

He still needed to pay Kaminari back for that dare.

"Oh yeah, sorry again for not telling you, but it happened after the Midoriya thing, I had kinda left and-"

"What? Why'd you leave?"

"Uh, no reason." Kirishima wasn't about to admit he'd left crying, it'd raise to many questions he wasn't ready to answer.
"But once I left you followed me. I was almost at my dorm when you pulled me back."

"Go on."

"Well to sum it up, you wanted to kiss me, but when I said no you kind of-"

"I came on to you." Bakugo finished.

"Yeah, b-but it's not your fault, it was just the alcohol-"

"But it wasn't, it wasn't just the alcohol. Kirishima I-" Bakugo covered his mouth, not trusting the words that threatened to escape his lips.

"Bakugo, what're you talking about? You're not making any sense."

"I-I'm sorry, I've gotta go." Bakugo rushed towards the door and down the hall, Kirishima attempted to follow him but he'd already reached the elevator.

𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒'𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔?

𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑦?

Once again, Bakugo had left Kirishima questioning.