The Definition of Red [A KiriBaku Fanfiction]

Chapter Fifteen- Your lips are chapped

    Three days. That's how long it has been since Kirishima had said those three words to Bakugou. Seventy two hours and three words. Who the hell knew such small things could absolutely fuck Bakugou's mind up. The worst part about it all was that Bakugou had said the words right back to Kirishima. He didn't even know if they were true. Did he love Eijirou Kirishima? He sure to god hoped he didn't, but then again, he hoped he did. He didn't want to hurt the red-head in any way, and if he did, well, he'd feel like the shittiest human being to ever walk the earth.

    Bakugou hadn't even had enough time to come to terms with his feelings for Kirishima and quite frankly, saying that he did, didn't help. Being away from the teen for three days didn't seem to be helping either. At first it was fine, he went about his day with nothing but plaguing thoughts of love and hate spinning through his skull. He hated himself for not knowing if he was in love. Who would have thought Katsuki Bakugou, a hot headed ball of anger, would be caught up in something like love? He surely didn't.

    It got worse on the second day though. He woke up the morning after Christmas and walked down the steps to the kitchen and fixed himself a bowl of cereal as his parents got ready for work. All was normal until his Dad took a seat at the table and struck up a conversation with him.

    "Do you want me to fix you an actual breakfast before I head out, I should have enough time," his Dad said politely, a timid smile on his face. He looked as if he expected Bakugou to bite him. He wouldn't do that though, only to his Mom, ha.

    Bakugou swallowed a mouthful of seemingly bland cinnamon toast squares and shook his head, "Cereals a real breakfast."

    His Dad laughed and nodded as he stood from the table, "Well, you've got a point there. Sorry for bothering you, kiddo." His Dad gave him a pat on the shoulder before he turned to leave the room, though Bakugou had other plans for him.

    "Hey, old man," Bakugou called out before he could leave the room, gaining his Dads attention within a split second. His Dad was like that, always willing to listen no matter what. When his Dad raised an eyebrow and gestured for him to continue, Bakugou cast his eyes down to his breakfast before looking back up and shaking his head, "Nevermind, it's stupid. Have a good day at work."

    His Dad looked like he wanted to ask what Bakugou was go in to say but when Bakugou stood and dumped the great of his cereal out, he simply gave a tight smile and left. Truth be told, Bakugou didn't know what he was going to ask. He thought that maybe he would ask his Dad what love felt like and how he knew it was love. It was obviously that despite their personality differences, his Mother and Father were beyond the point of being hopelessly in love. It was more like they were soumates. Bakugou had noticed time and time again how the two would look at each other with eyes practically overflowing with affection when they thought no one else was looking and Bakugou couldn't help but be happy for them. They were his parents after all and no matter how overbearing they happened to be, he still loved them.

    He doubted that they could help him though. While he and his mother were nearly the same person, they weren't. Not that he'd have the balls to ask her anything about his love life anyway, that would be way to strenuous on his pride strings.

    So, instead of talking to his parents or even Kirishima, Bakugou ended up in his room for the entire day, just rotting away as he watched re-run after re-run of the superhero show All Might that he had enjoyed ever since he was a kid. If there was one sound he still remembered, it was the deep rumbling of the actors voice. Bakugou remembered running around his living room with his makeshift blanket cape on when he was only around five or six years old, shouting about how he'd beat the shit out of whatever villain tried to stand up to him. He missed those days really. Not just because he knew he could hear then, but because the only problems he had where about missing an episode of the show.