BNHA Gay Ships One-Shots! 《《BOOK 1》》

SeroKiri vs. BakuKiri | Care

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SeroKiri vs. BakuKiri... 
CW: Little!Kiri--> [Littlespace; is the mindset or headspace in which an adult baby or little feels most carefree, accepted, and mentally youthful.][a.k.a, when someone acts/has the mindset of a toddler or child.]
~Enjoy~
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The Bakusquad is probably the most carefree group of class 1A. They're free to do whatever the individual pleases.
Well, most of them.

Hanta is a bit responsible over someone... and ever since Katsuki was 'invited' into the squad, he's grown a bit more protective.

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Hanta has just come to notice how he's gotten himself in a perfectly chaotic situation; with him, Eijiro and Katsuki alone in a room. It happened without anyone realizing, Ashido left first, then Denki followed Tenya out...

Just in time, too.

Hanta begins to pick up on Eijiro's behavior, as Katsuki had been as well, and grows a bit more caring and softens his tone for him. Eijiro is slipping into littlespace, and it's confusing but interesting Katsuki to a fault.

Eijiro is pouty. Extremely pouty... and Katsuki can't get enough of it. He finds it heart striking. For Hanta, it's not too out of the ordinary.

"Kiri, what do you want-" Hanta sighed quietly.
"Nothing." He mumbled.

Katsuki slowly raises a fist up to his lips, to keep them sealed from quiet laughter. He cocks an eyebrow as he keeps calm eyes on Eijiro's pouty, curled up self.

"You clearly want something if you're fussy like this-"
"I don't want anything!" He whined.
"Kiri-"

"The fuck's up with you, shitty hair? You're acting like a child.-"
"Exactly, you dumb nut..." Hanta grumbled. 

Katsuki's eyebrows arch immensely. He sits up slowly, and the little head-tilt he does is enough to ensure chaos.

"The fuck d'you say now?"
"Whuuaa--! No-! N-No fighting-!" Eijiro broke in.

He broke in extremely childishly. His expression is feared and worried, Hanta is familiarized with it.

"Don't upset him." Hanta growled quietly.
"Why not? Ey?-"
"'Cuz he's in his littlespace, you idiot--"

Katsuki stopped. He stared at Hanta for a full second longer before slowly dragging his gaze towards Eijiro. 
His heart's been taken, is all he'll admit--

"Do I have to explain what that is--? Or, sorry, a wise-ass like you should know, shouldn't you-?"
"Shut. Your fucking lips tape-arms or I swear to fucking god I'll shove your own fucking tape down your throat--"

Eijiro whined out, long and quivering. He curled up on himself and stared at the two helplessly and worriedly.

Hanta began to try and focus on Eijiro, rather the one who bothered him currently.

"It's fine-- nothing's happening, don't get all whiny now-"

Katsuki's eyes begin to shoot daggers at Hanta.

"What kind of comforting is that, you idiot?" He spat distastefully, "you think a little likes to hear someone speak to them with that tone?"