30 Day Kiribaku (And More) Smut/Oneshot Book!

Pedicures! 1/2 {1}

So it begins... LETS GO!

Day: 1/30 (Smut)

Prompt: Nail Salon

Couple: M/M Kirishima, Bakugou

Words: 2,022

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Kirishima didn't ever necessarily dislike getting to hang out with Mina. Not only because he could consider her one of his best friends, but because she always had something fun in mind.

But today when she barged into his room uninvited and screamed "My nails are feeling dejected!" He should have run when he had the chance.

But here he was, in the passenger seat of a pink truck with Leopard print leather seats. And Honestly, kinda sulking.

"So, why did you choose me for this particular activity, Mina?" He whined.

Now, don't get him wrong, Kirishima was never the type of guy to do anything and everything to protect his masculinity, so going to the nail salon was not something he would particularly be adverse to, in fact, he's done it before and absolutely hated it. There's just something about being in a toxic nail-polish smelling room with buncha girls talking about other girls behind their backs... it's unmanly, and even more so uncomfortable.

The girl whined back "Awe Kiri you don't want to hang with me that much?"

He pouted. "You know I don't like going to nail salons." He took out his phone to play a game on it, trying his best to keep the situation as casual as possible. "I know Uraraka would have been more than happy to accompany you to drama central."

Mina snorted "Uri was busy."

"Tsu?" Kirishima retorted.

"Busy."

"Kami??"

"Asleep probably"

"Mo?"

The girl sighed and pulled into the nail salon parking lot. She unbuckled her seat belt and looked directly into Kirishima's eyes.

"Do you want to know why I really chose you?"

Slightly annoyed, Kirishima gave a subtle nod.

"There's a cute blond manicurist in there that I think that you'd like. You haven't brought anyone to the dorm in months and I'm getting worried."

Kiri's eyes widened. "That's not something you need to worry about!" He cried.

"It is when I can hear your coping mechanisms through the wall." Now get your gay ass out there. She said, jumping out the vehicle and gesturing for the other to hurry as well. Ejirou sighed and joined her.

Although Ejirou hadn't been in a nail salon in months, stepping inside this one brought back painful memories.

This place was almost jam-packed with people. So far, Kirishima couldn't hear much gossip, only playful banter between groups from people he could only assume we're friends. That definitely put a smile on his face. Also, the usual stench of alcohol and nail polish seemed flawlessly masked by scented candles all about the room, he wasn't even sure that was possible.

Mina led him to the reception desk where she chatted with the lady as if they were lifelong friends. Kirishima couldn't help but smile and join in.

"So are ya going to your regular, Mina gal?' The lady eventually asks.

"You know it!"

The lady nods and writes her name down. "He'll be ready shortly!"

The two sit down together on a long greenish yellow couch.