It Isn't Easy

Changing (Chapter 9)

Beware of second-hand embarrassment in this chapter lmao, I was embarrassed while writing it.

Bakugo's P.O.V
A month after our missions...Kirishima hasn't left my side and I noticed he got rid of his phone the other day, so he hasn't reported back to Fat Gum at all...

I rolled over, and felt arms tighten around my waist. A soft groan sounded behind me and I rolled the other way, coming face to face with the red headed boy.

His eyes fluttered open and we made eye contact. Now, usually I'd look away but for some reason I felt like I was in a trance. We stared at each other in a comfortable silence, and my eyes wandered from his. I took in his features, the small smile he had, his silky hair that fell onto his face, his jaw and the light circles under his eyes.

I glanced at his lips and back up to his eyes and he nodded once, small and sure. I smiled and gave him a small peck on the lips.

"What time is it?" The red head asked, resting his forehead on mine. Our noises bumped and I stayed quiet for a bit, just taking in the comfort and heat he brought me. In his presence I felt relaxed and safe.

"Looks like it's probably eight in the morning," I shrugged after a long pause.

"Alright, let's get this day going." He gave me a small kiss and sat up, patting my hair.

"Fine..." I huffed, sitting up as well and leaning against my headboard.

Kirishima smiled at my grumpiness and pushed himself away from the bed.
"I'm going to go to my room and get dressed, see you in a sec, love you." He blew me a kiss to which I responded with a 'tch'.

"Fucking hopeless romantic," I waved him off and I could almost see the smile, his back was to me, as he walked out of my room.

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I walked downstairs and Kirishima followed suit, just behind me. Our fingertips brushed and I clasped his hand in my own.

I could see the look he gave me from the corner of his eye and I continued forward, not giving him a glance.

We haven't told the League about our relationship yet, so small things like this surprise Kirishima. I always make sure to keep it hidden, we'll stay a respectful distance apart when with the others, and we try not to make eye contact or look at each other that much.

So far, no one has said anything, so I think we're in the clear.

We got down to the bar and the Crusty Napkin wasn't sitting in his usual spot sulking. Neither was the Raisin.

I shrugged and sat down, taking my hand out of Kirishima's and resting both on the table.

"Hey Bakugo, where do you think everyone is?" He asked, sitting on the barstool to my left.

I shrugged and shook my head.
"Let's just be glad that they're gone. I don't want to listen to their annoying voices."

There red head laughed quietly and drummed his fingers on the counter in boredom.

I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed under my breath. Taking Kirishima's face in my hands, I pulled him forward and kissed him.

He froze in surprise, which only lasted a few seconds, before he started kissing back, wrapping his arms around my neck and pulling me closer.

I wrapped and arm around his waist and used my other grand to tangle my fingers in his air, which he'd left down.

I tugged gently in the ends and he gasped, which gave me a chance to push my tongue into his mouth. Our tongues began to fight for dominance and I pulled Kirishima closer, causing him to almost fall off his stool.