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Truth serum *angst*

Overview

during a traitor check from the school, bakugo is given to much serum. Not really agnsty.

As protocol, the students all stood in thier classroom with Recovery Girl in the front. She held a truth serum in her hands and took a kid outside every so often. The effects of the serum quickly wore off even before they came back inside the classroom, except for ol' Bakugo here. He was accidentally given a bit to much of the serum, due to his own dumb fault, and now the serum works till tomorrow morning. No one knew of the overdose an he grumpily walked back towards his seat, anger radiating off of h im in waves. Midoryia was the first to speak up. 

"Kacchan?" he questions, slightly leaning forward towards  Bakugo's chair, who sent him a harsh glare and a scowl. "How did your interview go?" he asked and Bakugo just shook his head. The truth serum kicked in thought and it felt like a damn broke. 

"Just fucking peachy, they gave me to much fucking truth serum and so now it works until tomorrow." he spits out then covers his mouth. He mutters a quiet 'fuck' and leans back into his chair. Everyone eyes meet his and he feels like hes being auctioned off. 

"Oh?" Sero starts off with a sing song voice. Bakugo snaps his eyes over to his 'friend'. "So you can tell the truth? This shall be fun." he cackles out evil. Kirishima beside him hit his shoulder with a frown on his face. 

"Thats not very manly," he starts, rubbing the back of his head, closing his yeses "isnt that taking advantage of him, thats not cool." he finishes, opening his eyes again as Kaminari returns he favor his did to Sero with a cackle. 

"So, have a little fun kiri!" he calls out and Kirishima just shakes his head. Kaminair and Sero run over to the blonde and start spouting off questions. 

"Favorite food?"

"anything spicy"

"Favorite color?"

"orange"

Simple questions like that until it Kaminari took it to far. 

"Why do you hate Midoryia?" he asked adn Bakugo's eyes furrowed, he tried to cover his mouth but no use. Midoryia now turned an eye to the three and cocked an eyebrow. 

"ah, Kaminari, thats alittle far," Midoryia starts, before he is cut off my  Bakugo. 

"I dont hate him" he begins and many gasps are heard from the room. The hand covering his mouth seems to be forced to his side as his shoulder's shake as they try to cover his mouth. Eyes squint and he grimaces. "I just dont understand how my whole life of work can be overshadowed by the quirk that magically appeared nine years later." his eyes start to water but he continues "Ive worked my ass off to be where he is. Hell Hes got a supporting mother figure and everyone like him." he chokes out,  tears freely falling down his cheeks. Kirishima takes note of the situation and runs over to the blonde. He takes him up in his arms and Bakugo cries into his shoulder, words still spewing from his mouth. He shoots a glare to Sero and Kaminari and walks over to his homeroom teacher.

"Can i take Bakugo to his room ? The serum took into affect and they something happened." he explains, still trying ot sooth the boy in his arms as the class is silent. Aizawa nods his head and ushers the pair out. Bakugo continues to sob and grib tightly onto Kirishima's now wrinkled and wet shirt. 

They find themselves setting on the common room's couch. Bakugo has managed to calm down a bit and had distanced himself to the other side of the couch, a blanket covering him. Kirishima still set close beside but Bakugo didnt get to close. It already hurt his pride to break down in front of his class. Kirishima laid a hand on Bakugo's arm and rubbed it lightly. Not thinking he asked a simple question anyone would after someone stopped crying. "Are you okay?" he asked then his eyes go wide and he frowns seeing his mistake. "Ahh fuck, sorry i didnt think.." he started to ramble and then is cut off with a simple no. He turned his head back to his friend. "Do you want to talk about it?" Kirishima asked, noting that the question didnt make him talk about anything he wasnt comfortable with. It was more of a feelings question so if Bakugo didnt want to talk about it he said no and if he did he would say yes with nothing more. "Yes," Bakugo answered and Kirishima smiled a little. "Do you want to talk about it to me?" he asked  again and Bakugo only nodded his head. "Tell me anything you want to." he starts and then its like a damn broke and Bakugo started talking.

The conversation was mostly one sided with Bakugo ranting and/or crying. Kirihsima set there taking in everything and comforting when needed to. They had gone over the whole midoryia thing, his mother, and even some of the kamino ward incident. "And the worst part of it is, im in love with my best friend." Bakugo conscious slipped out and his face flushed. the words tumbled out of his mouth and he didnt even realized he said that. Nothing followed and he slapped a hand over his mouth. Kirishima set there for a moment, a shooked face, a blush lightly fanning over his face. If you listened hard enough i bet you could hear the gears turning in his head. "Ah fuck, i didnt want to say that. Shit." Bakugo cursed out, running one hand through his hair, lightly pulling at some strands. He started to mutter and worry until a hand on his cheek broke him out of his trance. He looked over and unthreaded his fingers in his hair. Kirishima offered a small smile to the boy with a flushed face. "I love you to," he whispered as BAkugo's eyes widen. Bakugo shook his head. "No fucking way," he jumbled out, his hands lightly shaking as the shook sent adrenaline coursing through his veins. Kirishima only nodded his head, tears springing up into his eyes. Bakugo did the only reasonable thing and connected thier lips. They fit together and both pairs of eyes fluttered shut. Love and affection flowed through the kiss and Bakugo threw an arm over Kirishima's shoulder, which made Kirishima follow with a arm around the small waist. They leaned further in the kiss, thier chest pressed together. They disconnect and then their eyes meet. Both faces flush and Kirishima quietly chuckles. 

"Im not goign back to class, those assholes took advantage of the whole fucking ordeal." Bakugo grumbled out as he stroked the head of redhair on his chest, who gave out a hum. "I mean dont even get me started on Dunce Face and Tape Face being assholes, but whats worse is now the whole class will think ive gon soft." he groaned as Kirishima lifted up his head from the blonde's chest. "I mean fuck, i cried over nothing." he chuckled out weekily. Kirishima's eyes sadden and he placed a hand on Bakugo's cheek. He leaned forward and connected thier lips softly. It only lasted a few seconds and Kirishima frowned. "It wasnt nothing, they pushed your buttons to far and you had a lot going on." he stated forcefully and took in a breath of air "your not weak Katsuki," he finished and set up, stretching his arms out. Bakugo frowned and looked down to where his hand had previously been in Kirishima's hair, trying to precess the words. "You know what, i know whatll make you feel better." Kirihsima started and that caught Bakugo's attention. Bakugo cocked his head a bit in question and Kirishima only tried to hoist him up off the couch. "Let spar!"

This is fucking shit , but i think most of the ones im posting now just feel liek that to me, if ya didnt already know im working on another oneshot book, for kiribaku, but my writing has improved and it is much more organised, nothing is published yet, because im taking my time with it, exactly the oposite i did with this one. I have a few more chapters to upload on here and then the book will be offically done! Thanks for reading this chapter and stay safe, remembered you are loved.