kiribaku oneshots [DELAYED UPDATES?]

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I don't own the art above, credits to the artist as usual UwU

-kiribaku
-just fluff (it's a laid back oneshot)
Aaaaaaaand to anyone who still wants to read, I present the oneshot:

Bakugou's POV:

I'm tired. I haven't fucking slept in days worrying about midterms and now I'm really paying for it. I can't pay attention to anything and the world feels like it's moving in slow motion.

Not to mention, I'm so tired that I've begun to slur my words and doze off in random places. But worst of all, people are beginning to notice. I hate having people worry about me, it's not even that I don't want their concern, it's that they take things too far and that much attention, especially when it's pity, bothers me.

Though other times, I guess attention is tolerable. I mean, given my temperament, I'm bound to get some type of attention so...Dammit! I can't even think straight I'm so tired. I don't even understand my own thoughts...

I'm losing my train of thought, and in class too! Ugh, I really, really need to get some sleep, my sleep deprivation is finally getting to a point where it's interfering with my performance at school.

Fucking hell.

How am I supposed to catch any sleep at all tonight?! This staying up until 7am trying to study and not getting anything done schedule is seriously screwing with me and I need to sleep somehow but not sleeping has become a pattern!

Jesus, I probably look like an insomniac to the rest of the class. I hope I haven't peaked anyone's interest yet.

I finish up my thoughts promptly at the sound of the sixth period lunch bell ringing. I hum in delight tiredly and walk out of the classroom. I slump over to the lunch room and once served my food, eat lifelessly while struggling to keep my hand from shaking uncontrollably as I attempt to pick up the fork.

It's no use though, seeing as I haven't slept in so long that even holding up my arm for longer than five seconds is a chore. I sigh and try to get a grip on things. Lunch is the only time I have to get my thoughts in order.

I let my mind wander off and think about all of the things that I haven't given myself time to think about for a while like, how I'll get my homework done and my sad, probably one-sided, stupid crush on weird hair.

My crush on weird hair just gets worse as the days go by, I can't stop thinking about the dumb fuck and his stupid fucking adorable grin! I hate it! I usually never have time to think about things as illogical and time consuming as love but stupid shitty hair just makes me go insane!

In fact, he might be the reason why I'm loosing so much sleep. I hadn't really thought about being gay until recently, it'd dawned on me that sexuality is a big part of identity and because it can differ from person to person, there's discrimination. I often keep myself awake with those thoughts as well.

It's hard to know that something I can't control could be the difference between me being the #1 hero or me living on the streets without a single dime. So, I have to choose between being successful or having a chance with Kirishima.

I hate this. It's so aggravating to know that I'm risking my entire future over a person who might not even like me back. I don't care though, if there's even a chance that he might like me back then I'm fucking taking it. I'd much rather spend my life with that idiot than have to live it in fear of what people might do to me because of how I identify.

And if worse comes to worst then Kirishima and I can both live our lives in fear together or if I get rejected and ridiculed, I'll at least know the satisfaction of being brave enough to confess.

I'm to much of a coward to do it anytime soon though...

*^*Big ol' time skip to the end of the day*^*

Okay, okay holy shit what the fuck how the fuck I can't aaaaaaaaaaa! Kirishima is sleeping on me, he's sleeping on my shoulder! WhatthehelldoIdofuckI'msoconflictedwhatthefuckhowdidIgetsoluckythismustbeadreamaaargghIcan'tthinkstraight!!!

Okay, deep breaths, deep breaths, just try to recap what happened today. Everything went by so fast that I guess I'd forgotten a huge chunk of what happened, but I think that Kirishima CONFESSED TO ME?!

I'm still processing, it's so unlikely that my mind just classified it as a dream and yet, it feels so real. I pinch myself, hard and feel the sharp pain shoot trough my body due to my unnecessarily long nails. That tells me that this situation is, indeed 100% real.

I shiver in displeasure at the sensation of the dent in my arm due to my hard pinch. At least I know that it's not a dream now. I sigh and lay my head down on the table hopelessly.

***^^^^***le flashback***^^^^***

"What am I going to do?" I whisper, trailing my finger along the table.

"What was that Bakugou?" Kirishima asks having arrived at the table a couple of seconds ago and having heard my hushed tone. I quickly shoot my head up and return to my normal grumpy façade.

"Gah! It was nothing so beat it shitty hair!" I scream with a violet blush spread across my face. God I wish I hadn't lashed out at him, I hope he understands that I didn't intend to offend him, the exact opposite actually.

He simply chuckles and sits down directly across from me. Thank god.

"So how've ya been?" He chirps with a grin. I grunt.

"I'm doing well, how about you?" I spit out with an awkward and clearly forced grin (it's not that I don't want to talk to him, rather right now just isn't a good time for me to hold a conversation especially with my crush.)

He, being the dense kind of person that he is, does not take the hint and continues to ramble on about his day so far. I, of course do not listen, I tune out staring at his eyes. They're so full of life, his eyes glisten and they pour so much emotion into his expression, his day must have been interesting.

"So, what I'm saying is..." I tune back in, gazing up at Kirishima as he takes a deep breath and continues "will you meet me on the roof after school?" I gaze at him with blank eyes that slowly fill with life after the realization of what Kirishima has just asked me. There's absolutely no way that this feeling could be mutual, right? Whatever, it's not like I have much choice. I'll take whatever chance I can get.

"Bakugou you don't have too if you don't wan-" I cut him off.

"No." I pause "I'll meet you there. After school right?" His eyes light up and he smiles softly at my response.

"Yes, I'll see you then!" He sings happily skipping away as the bell rings for class to resume.

"See you then."

***^^^^***end of le flashback***^^^^***

So that's how it went. Maybe his confession was actually heartfelt! I might actually get sleep tonight! I gaze down lovingly at the sleeping boy rested on my shoulder.

I gather up all of my confidence and do something that I never thought I'd have the chance to do...

I kiss him.
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I finally finished it! *relived sigh* I'm sorry it took so long heh. o3o

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