Fluff? I think. Ikr very unlike me. Aged up 💕 (they always have been lmao) (In this AU they didn't go to high school to be heros they just went to high school) ________________________________ Bakugou has always loved simple things, he had a hard time voicing them but he loved vintage aesthetics and he dreamed of having a nice family and household to make up for his own abusive one. So, when him and Kirishima started going out in high school, and then kirishima proposed at graduation, he knew he'd get the life he always craved for.
See, Bakugou DIDN'T work, he was kinda like a housewife. But more like a house husband. He just loved it. He loved to cook and he liked being able to clean and he liked watching the smile on Kirishimas face when he walked in the door from after a long day of work. He loved his life.
It was a Friday, and Bakugou was making a apple pie because he had gotten bored. He had soft, jazz music playing so he could just relax. He was learning to control his anger better. He also loved his new kitchen, kirishima bought him many cute appliances.
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(Their kitchen)
And Bakugou has fallen in love with it. So he cooked everyday, surprising his husband with new things everyday.
Kirishima also loved it, he loved how much Bakugou's eyes lit up around him, how soft he was with him. He loved Bakugou. People used to call him crazy but they didn't understand that Bakugou was different around him. A whole new person.
He was actually himself. And not what everyone else saw him out to be.
Kirishima came home from work, closing the door quietly so he could sneak up and surprise his husband. He tried to walk quietly but, Bakugou knew him too well.
"Hey babe," he smirked, speaking right before kiri made it into the entrance of the kitchen
"How could you hear me??" He whined, coming in and wrapping his arms around the others waist.
"You have loud footsteps." He snorted, leaning up and kissing his lips. Bakugou DIDNT grow much after high school but, Kirishima sure did. He was 6'0 and Bakugou was only 5'8.
"Hmph.. well, what are you making today?~" Kirishima smiled, looking at all the cut up apples and the cinnamon laying out.
"Well, I was making a apple pie." He smiled softly, "but then you came in and interrupted~" he teased
"Oh goodness!" Kirishima gasped, over exaggerating the next part "I'm so sorry my personal chef~ I'll get out of your kitchen as soon as possible~"
Bakugou laughed and punched his arm lightly, shaking his head "that's right- get out of my damn kitchen- the apples are turning brown-"
Kirishima smiled and kissed his head, running up to their room to change and shower. Friday's were their cheat days for their healthy lifestyle. And Bakugou always made the best desserts.
Soon, Bakugou had the pie in the oven and kirishima was running downstairs with a towel wrapped around his waist. "Babe what did you do with my pajamas-"
"They're in the laundry."
"But I was gonna wear them!" He whined
"They smelt like sweat no you weren't- go put on clean ones unless you wanna start something you can't handle~" bakugou purred, winking up at the other
"Mmh- finee~ but I want the first slice of pie!" Kiri yelled and ran back upstairs.
Bakugou chuckled and took off his apron, opening their window up to let in some fresh air.
He could live like this forever.
________________________________ So! Enjoy some fluff 💕 sorry I haven't uploaded!
