Kiribaku/Bakushima Oneshots

🍈🌼A Walk on the Beach🌼🍈

Kirishima felt the warm, salty yet fresh, dusk air flow through his crimson hair. He paid more attention however, to the small, calloused hand intertwined with his.

Kirishima looked towards his lover. The slightly smaller had soft hair, almost the same color as the sand they walked on. Kirishima imagined running his fingers through it. Bakugo looked up from the ground and smirked.

"Awe, what're you looking at Red?"

Red. That nickname made Kirishima crazy. Probably because it was the only thing that Bakugo called him that wasn't an insult. Whatever the case was, Kirishima was now an embarresed, blushing mess.

Bakugo let a small smile pierce his face while he watched his love form pointless excuses. He kissed Kirishima before the redhead could finish his stuttering. Kirishima, surprised at first, kissed back with love. It was short, with small passion. It was more of a kiss to make Kirishima to stop rambling.

"Heh, sorry," Kirishima said, reaching for his tanned neck in embarrassment. The blond rolled his eyes and squeezed Kirishima's velvety hand tighter.

Bakugo kicked at some of the beige sand as they walked. He enjoyed the warmth that surronded his feet. Kirishima on the other hand, let his mind drift off as he watched the sea water form a rhythmic pattern as it reached the shore and pulled back. They both felt comfort, not in each ohther's silence but really the fact that they could both enjoy silence together.

To take a walk on the beach was originally the idea of Kirishima. The couple had been busy with work, and they hadn't done something together in awhile. Finally, they both got a day off and Kirishima wanted to spend the whole day with his hot head. Bakugo, though he would not willingly admit it, missed his lover too. That is really the only reason he really even agreed to something so picturesque. He didn't regret agreeing though.

Kirishima swung his muscular arm around the older and rested his head on Bakugo's shoulder. Bakugo didn't push him away like normal. He let his boyfriend do what he wanted for the moment. Kirisima's smile grew wider as did his happiness. 

"Mmm, I love you Baku." Bakugo felt his cheeks blush a dusty rose, but he managed to control the heat threatening to climb up his neck.

"W-whatever shitty hair." Bakugo's comment lost the threatinging tone it was supposed to uphold, and he sounded like a child. Kirishima was not going to not tease his boyfriend about how cute he was being, so he continued.

"Hey babe, you stuttered." Bakugo was quick to disagree.

"S-shut up!" he said squeezing Kirishima's hand tighter.

"It's fine," Kirishima moved his face close and whispered in Bakugo's ear, "It's cute."

Despite the lack of chill in the air, Bakugo felt his spine shake at Kirishima's husky voice. He forgot how sexy his innocent little red head could be. Bakugo was almost amazed.

Kirishima pulled his face away and gave Bakugo a shark tooth smile, knowing damn well what he did to Bakugo. Bakugo hated being teased.

Bakugo just rolled his eyes and ignored his boyfriend's banter. Kirishima pouted and moved his hand. He pinch Bakugo's ass, earning a blushing mess. Kirishima smiled innocently as Bakugo glared menacingly in the other's direction. He dropped the strong hand he was holing and crossed his arms. Kirishima tried desperatly to feel his lover's wamth again.

"Nooooo, I love you Bakubabe, I promise." Bakugo continued to glare as Kirishima's smile reached his ears.

"It's too late for that shit." Bakugo said after facing away from the childish red head, "And don't fucking call me that."

"Awe, why Bakubabe?" Kirishima snaked his arms around his boyfriend's small waist, "I think you like it."

"Eijiro, there are fucking PDA rules here!" Bakugo whispered-shouted as if he would get in trouble if he was too loud. Kirishima ignored his plea and leaned his forehead into the crook of the blond's neck. Kirishima rolled his forehead onto the pale neck and kissed Bakugo's back. Bakugo blushed and pulled at Kirishima's arms, trying to escape from his grip. Kirishima reluctantly let go of his hot-headed boyfriend. Bakugo turned and glared at him. 

"Heh.....Katsuki?"

"Goddamn you Eijiro! Don't pull that shit in public." Kirishima smiled and hugged his boyfriend.

"You're so cute 'suki" Bakugo rolled his crimson eyes at the nickname, but he hugged Kirishima back tigtly.

Eventually, they finished their walk and they were approaching the small house they shared. They went back to holding hands and leaning against each other.

Kirishima yawned when they reached the door. Bakugo looked up at him and then back down to open the door. Once inside, Kirishima snaked his arms around his boyfriend again.

"Hey baby, I'm tired. Can we just go to bed cuddling?" Bakugo looked up to his boyfriend with a raised eyebrow

"Hell no, you're fucking sleeping on the couch for all the shit you did today."

Kirishima did his best to put on a pout and he whined, "But Katsukiiiiii, I didn't reaaaaallly do anything. And it was only because I love you so much!"

Bakugo ignored him and went to the kitchen to find something to snack on while Kirishima poured his heart out onto the floor.

In the end, Bakugo gave in and Kirishima did not in fact, sleep on the couch. They did however cuddle until the darkness of sleep overwhelmed them both.

Yo.

Sorry this was short, but I wanted to test out a more descriptive writing style. Tell me what you think of it.

Hope you enjoyed! Goodbye you beautiful bishes!