❤ Understoond ❤

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A/N: Shitpost time, let's go!

Bakugou's POV

"Now, are you done editing, you fuck?" I hissed as Kirishima aggressively typed on his laptop.

"Gimme just a sec... and... done!" Kirishima beamed.

"Lemme read it then, fuck face!"

"No need to be so aggro, man!"

Kirishima handed me his laptop and I glanced over his essay. It looked fine, but one word caught my eye.

There was no way to stop the ugly laugh that was building up in my throat.

I snickered, closing his laptop and putting it down so I didn't accidentally drop it.

"What? Is it bad?" Kirishima asked me.

I kept laughing at his confusion as he looked for an issue.

"I don't see anything wrong,"

I almost choked on my laughter at this point.

"Why are you laughing?" He asked with a small chuckle himself. "I don't understand,"

"Understoond,"

"Excuse me?"

"Look, just look,"

Kirishima looked over his essay for the misspelling and facepalmed.

"Do you understoond your mistake?" I ask.

"Yes, I understoond now."

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"H-hey... uhm, Bakugou? I... uh, have something I need to... get off my chest,"

"What is it, shithead?"

"I... like you,"

My heart stopped as my eyes widened.

"You what?"

"I like you. Just, your fiery personality that you have is oddly alluring. Not just that, but under all that rage is a good person," Kirishima rubbed the back of his neck as he spoke. "If you don't feel the same way, it's cool. It's whatever. I'll live. But if that is the case, could we at least still be friends?"

"You... you like... me?" I asked in bewilderment. "You like my personality?"

"Yeah, I was surprised too."

"OI--"

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"Ow! Fuck!" I hissed, pulling the knife away from the carrot I was chopping up.

I looked at my index finger, which started pouring out a little bit of blood.

"Fucker." I murmured, putting my finger under some cool water.

"Uhm, Bakugou? What're you doing?" Kirishima asked me, a concerned smile on his face.

"Just fucking cut myself." I muttered, drying my finger on my T-shirt.

"Oh, lemme see, man. I can help." Kirishima walked over to me.

"No, I'm fine, shit face--" I cut myself as Kirishima pecked my finger with a kiss.

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