Kiribaku/Bakushima Oneshots

🌼🍈🍋Intimacy🍋🍈🌼

this one was just a jumble of ideas put together

i thought it was funny

"You want me. To sit. On your lap?" The blond nodded, completely serious. "But. On your lap. Wouldn't it be better if I sat in the desk instead?"

"Would you rather sit on the floor?

"N-no," the redhead said, hoping he wouldn't regret this decision.

Kirishima slowly approached the blond on his bed, sucking in a breath. He had always had a problem with intimacy. It wasn't that he hated flirty gestures or intimate actions, it was quite the opposite. Kirishima had a fear of being clingy and weighing people down. He knew that if his relationship got too intimate, he would hate not being with that person all of the time. The last thing he wanted to do was weigh Katsuki Bakugo down.

Bakugo really cared for Kirishima and wanted to prove his love, but it was difficult when the only thing they had done in their four months of dating was hold hands, and if he was lucky, a few pecks on the lips. They hadn't even said I love you yet. Bakugo was ready to change that.

Kirishima froze, not really knowing what to do. He was having a war inside his head, he was being lost in his thoughts.

Bakugo, knowing that he would have to make the first move, grabbed Kirishima's waist and turned him around, pulling him down in his lap all in one swift motion. He wrapped his arms around the other's waist. Kirishima blushed at Bakugo's actions, but soon enough, he got himself comfortable and enjoyed the warmness from Bakugo's hug. He leaned into his chest a bit.

After a few moments of relaxing, Kirishima slowly pulled at Bakugo's arms. Sadly, he released his grip on the redhead.

"What, you don't like it?" he asked while Kirishima stood up. He shook his head.

"N-no, but Aizawa's gonna chew me out if I don't finish another homework."

"You haven't be doing your homework?" Bakugo said sternly. Kirishima realized what he said and tried to diffuse the situation.

"W-well, it was only one or two that I didn't do! A-and I asked you if you could help me with them this time instead of playing video games with Kaminari!" He started backing up to his book bag which held his homework materials. Bakugo stood up from his bed and followed his actions. Soon enough, Bakugo was right in front of Kirishima. Kirishima stopped in fear Bakugo would yell at him, but Bakugo had other plans.

He grabbed Kirishima's waist again and pulled him close. Kirishima blushed and kept his hands on Bakugo's chest.

"Did you know that you turn red when you stutter?" Kirishima shook his head slowly. Bakugo brought his head close to Kirishima's ear and whispered, "It's kinda hot." Kirishima couldn't help but blush and nod. Bakugo moved his head, satisfied with what he'd done, and released Kirishima's waist and went to sit on his bed. He left Kirishima stunned.

"U-uh, um."

"You just gonna stand there or are you coming back," Bakugo called smugly from the bed. Kirishima blushed and nodded, grabbing his paperwork and walking over to the bed. He was planning on sitting next to Bakugo, but when Bakugo put both of his hands in the way, Kirishima understood his intentions. Sighing, Kirishima turned and sat back down on Bakugo's lap. Satisfied, Bakugo wrapped his arms around Kirishima's waist and snuggled up into his back.

Kirishima smirked, deciding to tease Bakugo a bit.

"Y'know. Midoriya also stutters."

"Fucking Deku?" Bakugo growled, "Don't bring that nerd into this."