Up in Smoke (Soulmate AU)

Wasn't even the half of it.

/Warnings: Brief NSFW mention/

Bakugou growled as he adjusted the gauntlets on his forearms. "Kirishima."

"Sorry in advance for this, bro."He met his friend with a lighthearted smile. "But you know how it is. "

And he did. This was an easy win. He thought to himself. The perfect opportunity to show his little brat of a soulmate that he was very capable. Snatching him away from a fight like that. As if he was some weakling that needed to run away from a challenge. This'll show her. He was gonna smash this walking pound of concrete into the ground and then rub it in her face.

He snapped himself into a combat stance. Waited for the first blow his friend was sure to deliver as he dashed straight for him, and fired up his howitzer.

But just as he landed his finger on the trigger, his friend mere inches away from his face, he felt a swift pressure push his attack aside. Nearly making him stumble along with it.

Kirishima did a quick shuffle. Darting for his primary target with the vim and vigor of an angry bull dashing at its red cape. Though immediately (expectantly) met with a thick cloud of smoke that engulfed his body as he ran through her.

A pull against his arm following soon after and he was spun, until it was her body weight that pinned him to the ground.

She furrowed as she sat on top of him. This wasn't the first time they had fought against one another. And even if that were the case, he had seen her fight against a few other of their classmates before, so why would he-

He was too open.

She gasped. "Wait. Where's-"

The sound of Jiro's speakers had her reaching for her ears and off of Kirishima in no time. Giving him way to flip her over and pin her in his previously incapacitated position.

"Right here." Jiro saluted as she ducked from behind a chunk of rubble.

Approaching the promptly immobilized pair, Bakugou left at a pained kneel and (Y/N) tucked tightly beneath Kirishima; she let out a disappointed groan. "For you guys to be two of the best in our class, you sure go down fast."

(Y/N) responded rather aggressively in her head. That's because you have the worst fucking quirk! No offense to Jiro of course. Her quirk was actually pretty great it's just, god, sound amplifying quirks were a bitch.

Which meant her smoke was as good as worthless right about now. No ears meant no sight. Loud noises meant, as badly as she wanted to avoid it, this beached ordanace needed to pull in some brute force.

She groaned under Kirishima's grasp. "Sorry."

The apology caught them both off guard. Jiro catching her previously disaffected tone with a softer more apologetic one. "Oh- Oh no. You don't have to apologize I was just-"

Kirishima let out a wounded bark as the hand beneath him burned through his quirk, legs curling around his to revel in the opportunity to disarm him.