Bakugou's POV
'FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!' I think while the glass shatters. I am met with a middle aged, rough looking male. Black hair and Orange Eyes. Honestly, could've been a businessman. I hear him grunt before looking at both of us."Ah. Hehe" He laughs a tiny bit, before I feel Dumb hair grab my arm. "Bakubro, he doesn't know your quirk. Don't use it unless we must." I nod, watching Dumb Hair harden his arms. Honestly, if it was training, that was super hot. BESIDES THAT, Dumb Hair looks a lot like the guy in front of us. "Huh? Oh, Ei. Come on, it's me. Your Pops."
"FUCK YOU STABBY!" Dumb Hair look over at me. I'm mad, like really mad. I watch as Stabby walks toward Dumb Hair. "Oh? Your friends making me mad... What if I just kill him?" I watch Dumb Hair tremble. I gulp, then say, "Well, try me. Fucking Hoe." His eyes widen, as he walks over to me. "Not really interested in murder but... your jaw line, your face shape... exactly what I need." He grabs me cheeks forcibly.
"Awe. Cute face too. What a shame, you could've been my son." I hear a loud wack, and Stabby falls.
Dumb Hair is standing there with my bat. "I... ugh... Are you okay?" He says, walking over to me. I nod, looking down. "He's not though. To think he forgot about you too." Dumb Hair nods, then looks back at me. "I just... I'm worried he'll wake up before they get here. What will we do with him??" There's a knock at my door. "YO! Bakubro! Have you seen Kirishima??" We look at each other. It could look like we murdered someone.
I walk toward the door and open it normally. "What do you want, Pikachu?" Pikachu nods then looks behind me. "Wow! This is the first time-" "WHAT DO YOU WANT?" I yell, causing him to jump. "Geez. Well, we were wondering where Kirishima is, but it looks like you don't know so I'll you alone-" I hear a groan from behind me, he woke up. "Scram. And point Aizawa to my room." I shut the door and turn around. He's standing now, and injecting him self with something.
"Fuck. Geez, Ei. Didn't think you had it in you." I watch as Dumb Hair is hyperventilating. He sticks out his hand and-
I feel a sharp pain in my arm.
Kirishima's POV
"BAKUGOU!" I yell, causing Him to jump. Bakubro has a knife in shoulder. He jumped in front of me to save me."Fuck. That hurts." Bakubro is looking at the knife but flex's his hand. "But, I'll love exploding your face." I hear a boom and He's on the floor. Bakubro looks back at me, "Geez. Was he a villain or what?" I weakly smile, then the door opens. Aizawa and Present Mic enter. Aizawa's hair fly's up. "You boys okay?" Bakubro lets out a little laugh, "Yeah, yeah. You know being stabbed in the arm is okay."
Present Mic and Aizawa handcuff Him and walk Him out. Recovery Girl is looking at Bakubro's wound. "This isn't that bad, the only problem I see is you using a sling for a good bit. I'll heal it, just remember to get some rest." Bakubro nods. Immediately, his phone rings. "It's my mom." He picks up, and a large yell comes from inside of it. He grunts, "Talk to Dumb Hair. He'll tell you." He hands the phone to me and I put it to my ear.
"Hello?" I hear a sigh, "This is Mitsuki. How is my son? The attack is on the news and your names were brought up. How are you?" "Bakubro is fine," I say, watching him yell at Midoriya. "As for me, I'm think I'm a bit shaken." She sighs, "Look, I know your parents are gonna want to talk to you, so I'm not gonna hold you. Just.... Make sure Katsuki doesn't stress about this. Okay?" I close my eyes, "Okay. Bye, Mitsuki." "Goodbye, Kirishima." And the line goes blank.
I look at my phone. No messed calls or messages. Alright, they're asleep. I look at Bakubro, whose arm is in a sling. I smile.
My Life is looking up.
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Secretly Gay: KiriBaku
FanfictionTHE REWRITE IS OUT, PLEASE READ THAT ONE BEFORE THIS ONE. THIS STORY IS VERY VERY CONFUSING. I WROTE IT IN 2019 AND CANNOT UNDERSTAND IT, PLEASE DONT COMMENT ANYTHING ABOUT IT BEING CONFUSING, TRUST ME, I KNOW. Kirishima seems as straight as can...