"I'm gonna head out" Bakugo said, wet locks dripping slightly as his nimble fingers pushed at the xbox controller in his hands."Yeah, that's probably a good idea, it's getting late" Kirishima states, eyes moving to the clock on his nightstand.
12:49 am
As Bakugo pushed off the ground and stood up, he felt a hand touch his calf. Curious, he looked down to see Kirishima looking up at him, bright eyes dimmed in the lighting.
"Does your mom know?" He asked, letting his fingers fall from Bakugo's bare skin. They had touched each other hundreds of times, Kirishima's playfulness and touchiness just being part of their friendship at this point.
Yet, this time his touch lingered, the pads of this fingers sweeping off him, with more. With purpose.
"Yeah" Bakugo responded, eyes never breaking Kirishima's before Bakugo realized their position. Kirishima below him? He had never had the thought slip his mind. His best friend as a lover? Bakugo pulled his eyes away from Kirishima's, gazing at the door that stood so close, yet he couldn't get himself to move there.
What is this feeling?
"Don't go" Kirishima spoke, voice low, the sensual tone catching his attention. He caught Kirishima's gaze, his legs pulled to his chest as he looked up at him.
He moved his hand, reaching to grab Bakugo's hand by his side.
"Stay a while longer" He spoke, words making Bakugo's heart beat rapidly, his hands clammy, and his stomach churn.
The Bakugo others knew had withered, the Bakugo he was with Kirishima emerged and he began to feel the nerves bite at him.
"This isn't a good idea Kiri" he swallowed the words he wished to say, forcing the right ones out.
"Why?"
"You know why"
"No I don't, tell me" He spoke, standing up at his full height, inches away from Bakugo.
"Say it" He said,
With that, Bakugo flung from his bed. The bedsheets loosely pooling around his waist. He stretched his body back, bones cracking as he let out a groan.
No way
"Hey Bakugo!" Bakugo quickly turned his head at his voice, Kirishima's excited voice ringing off the sides of his head.
Bakugo shuddered, annoyance taking over as he looked at Kirishima with a bored expression.
"What?" He asked, Kirishima only a couple feet away from him when he started talking.
"Dude, you totally passed out on me" Kirishima laughed, a light-hearted noise that made Bakugo more uncomfortable by the second.
"Hm" he couldn't seem to get much out as he looked around, finding a broccoli colored top behind him.
"Yeah I even had to drag you into bed-"
"DEKU YOU DAMN NERD, GET AWAY FROM ME" Bakugo screamed, discomfort subsided as his blood boiled, the freckled teen beside him jumping.
"Sorry Kacchan" Midoriya said, standing closer to Todoroki, continuing their conversation from a safer distance.
"Fucking extras" Bakugo spoke under his breath. Once more squirming slightly at Kirishima's burning gaze.
"So anyways, we have like two minutes, let's get to class. I want to practice some striking moves at the gym, can you come?"
"Yeah whatever" Bakugo grumbled, walking besides Kirishima towards their class.
The moment class began and Aizawa actually got up, Bakugo couldn't keep his mind off how he felt. He was confused, how had he not seen it before?
The feelings horrified him, the Bakugo who could fight any villain without thought, was scared. He was confused and hated the thoughts he was having.
This was the first friend he really had, truly had. He knew he couldn't fuck it up, especially if it was just a stupid crush.
At that moment, he felt something hit the back of his bicep. He turned slowly to see a crumpled up paper on the floor. He looked up to see who it belonged to and noticed a sorrowful Mina looking straight at him.
At first all he could think of was last night and immediately turned back to face the front of the class.
Yet again, another paper flew at his back this time. Annoying him further, causing him to turn quickly to see Mina mouthing to pick it up.
"Tch" he reached below and collected the pieces of paper, revealing the first.
I'm sorry about how we reacted. We really do accept you, we were just surprised. I rlly hope u forgive us. We love you.
Then the next.
Also, can you come over tonight, we are all gonna hang out again tonight, no drinking.
Bakugo felt irritated yet deep in his chest he felt a weight lifted. One that he didn't know was holding him down. Though, quite honestly didn't know what to do, but shove the papers in his bag, leaning his chin on his palm before the bell rang for lunch.
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This wasn't the most interesting chapter lol, but the plot is just starting so say tuned bbs~~
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FanfictionBakugo and Kirishima had been friends for months. Both boy's polar opposite personalities clashing at times, yet they never seem to stray too far apart from each other. Though everything was going well for the two, one interesting night, along with...