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

Across the bar {4}

Day: 4/30 (??)

Prompt: Meeting at a bar

Couple: M/M Kirishima, Bakugou

Words: 766

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It Didn't take long for Kirishima to realize he wanted him.

His blond locks were enticing as he sat alone at the bar, his legs not long enough to reach the floor.

Eijirou has seen this kid before, he'd come to the club once a week to sit there and sulk.

Most of the time when people would approach him, he'd just make a nasty face or speak a snarky remark and he'd push them away. Other days, when he seemed especially happy or drunk, he'd take a person or two home. It was always like this, he either brought home one or two equally as drunk women or one or two equally as drunk buff men.

It made Kirishima jealous.

It's not like he was afraid to approach the blond. But he wanted more than a one night stand. He wanted him to be his.

The loud music made it hard for Kirishima to think. He could go and give the boy the best dicking down of his life, or he could play it safe, and ask for his number.

But one thing he really doesn't want to deal with is getting rejected on the spot. So maybe showing him what he can do in the bedroom is the best idea.

It was the day when Kirishima had eventually said "Fuck it" and decided that it would take a lot more than a little bit of anxiety to keep him from fucking the blond raw on every possible chance he gets.

Kirishima stood away from his usual side of the bar and made a beeline for the blond. He cleared his throat and wiped his sweaty palm on his shorts. He straightened his back and radiated the pure embodiment of confidence.

"Whatcha drinking?" He asks.

The blond turned to him and looked him up and down. "Whisky." He muttered.

Kirishima smiled. The other looked much different when up close and personal. His fair skin looked to have no flaws like his body remained preserved and beautiful even through sulking nights at the bar, even when they almost always ended with him getting a date. His hair was a puff of blond and shaved on both sides, Kirishima was sure if the man didn't have such a babyface, it could have made him look like a hardened criminal.

"You need some more?" Kirishima asked, motioning for the bartender.

"Not if I'm paying" he responded, Kirishima nodded and smiled.

After Katsuki got his drink they sat in silence. Kirishima just watched how the blond's Adams apple would bob with every sip. The bar was loud, playing defining upbeat music that people would grind to on the dance floor. Eijirou liked the atmosphere, and he figured the other did too, even though he didn't seem like he would be particularly fond of this type of setting.

Katsuki finally sighed deeply "What do you want?" He asked, turning fully and facing Kirishima.

For you to be mine. Eijirou thought. He took a sip of his own drink and stared down the other. Damn, he was straight forward. Maybe he would appreciate the same energy?

"To know your name, first of all." He said, looking into his eyes.

"What makes you think I'd just give it to you?" He said, looking in his empty glass and pushing it to Eijirou as if asking for more. He deviously smiled.

Eijirou grinned back. "I just figured you were dying to know my name. So I thought we'd exchange."

He huffed. "Tch. I know you're shitty name already."

Kirishima tilted his head and cocked an eyebrow.

"Word gets around."

Eijirou knew he was popular around the bar, but didn't know it was to such an extent. He knew everyone knew about the blond, he just hadn't caught his name. But it being the same for him felt weird.

"Katsuki. Bakugou Katsuki." He said.

"Katsuki, huh" Eijirou liked the way the name rolled off his tongue. He could shamelessly picture the name written on a red collar around the blond's neck, as he was belittled and owned as Eijirou felt necessary. He flushed at his own thoughts and motioned for the bartender to bring another drink.

Katsuki hummed. "You never really answered me." He whispered a thanks to the server bringing him another glass, he took a sip.

"What do I want?" Kirshima takes the question into consideration.

"Yeah."

"I want you."

AN:Wasnt sure if this was gonna be a two parter or not, but here she is anyway, thanks for reading