kiribaku month 2020 but i gave up halfway

2, sleepover

i'm rethinking this now and i should've wrote a bakusquad sleepover but what's done is done

Kirishima rang the doorbell, waiting for his friend to open the door.

The door swung open and revealed an angry blonde. "Hey Shitty Hair," he mumbled.

"Katsuki! Be nice!" a woman's voice yelled from inside.

"Shut up, old hag!" Katsuki snapped.

He led Kirishima inside and he took his crocs off. "Man, are you always this mean to your mom?"

"What? You're not?" Bakugou questioned, crossing his arms.

Kirishima waved at Mitsuki and turned back to Katsuki. "Of course not! I love and respect my mom."

"Tch," Katsuki led him upstairs to his room. "Have you eaten yet?" he grumbled.

"Yeah," Kirishima replied. "Pretty full."

"You brought fucking clothes, right?" Bakugou asked, digging in his closet and pulling out a black tank top to change into.

Bakugou took his shirt off and revealed his large muscles. Kirishima's breath caught in his throat as he tried to reply. "Y-yeah..."

"Did you just fucking stutter?" Bakugou asked, pulling his tank top over his head and making his hair bounce.

"No!" Kirishima answered a little too quickly.

Bakugou glared at him, his eyes narrowing, before turning his attention to his bed. "I only have one fucking bed."

"I-I can sleep on the floor," Kirishima offered.

Bakugou shrugged. "Alright."

"Katsuki! Get ready for bed!" Mitsuki yelled from the hallway.

"Fucking-" Katsuki walked over to his bathroom and angrily squeezed out toothpaste from its tube.

"Uh dude," Kirishima said, hesitantly following Bakugou into the bathroom. "It's 9."

"Amd?" Bakugou snapped, furiously brushing his teeth.

"Eh," Kirishima shrugged. "Can I have a toothbrush?"

Bakugou reached under the sink and snatched a pack of toothbrushes out.

Kirishima mumbled a thanks and took a red toothbrush as he stood a little farther away from Bakugou and brushed his teeth. Man, and I thought I had too many toothbrushes. But that's because I have sharp teeth. Wow, he even brushes his teeth angrily. That's cute.

The two boys headed back into Bakugou's room and Kirishima sat down on the mattress Mitsuki has provided him with.

"Kirishima shouldn't be sleeping on the floor honestly," Mitsuki said, leaning on the frame of Katsuki's door. "Let him sleep on your bed, there's enough space for two as long as Kirishima doesn't roll off."

"Why the fuck would he sleep with me on my bed?" Katsuki argued.

"Didn't you two share a bed in I-Island?" Mitsuki pointed out. The explosive blonde beside Kirishima suddenly tensed up.

"Shut the fuck up," he muttered.

"Oh well," Mitsuki rolled her eyes. "Goodnight boys."

"Goodnight Ms. Bakugou," Kirishima smiled as Mitsuki left his room.

"Katsuki-" Kirishima started.

"Don't fucking call me that!" Bakugou interjected.

Kirishima chuckled and leaned on the side of Bakugou's bed. I kinda liked that. Katsuki. The word rolled off Kirishima's tongue in a swift and fun way. Almost like it was made for him to say. What if Bakugou and I got married... and I called him Katsuki.. or Kat, or Kitkat..

"Shitty Hair," Bakugou's voice pulled Kirishima out of his thoughts.

"What?"

"You spaced out." Bakugou told him, pulling the blanket over himself.

"Right, sorry," Kirishima got off Bakugou's bed and stood up.

"You really wanna sleep on my bed, don't you," Bakugou suddenly said.

"What? No!" Kirishima frantically retorted. "I-I'll sleep now, goodnight." He stumbled over to the mattress on the floor.

"It's fine," Bakugou said softly. "Come." He moved to the side of the bed and moved his blanket so there was an empty spot for Kirishima. "The bed's big enough for two." He smiled.

Kirishima beamed and jumped onto the bed. "Thanks man!"

"You really can't just call me 'man' after sharing a bed twice," Bakugou argued.

"What? I call everyone man," Kirishima frowned, flopping onto his pillow. "What do you want me to call you then? Puffer fish?"

Bakugou didn't reply for a moment. He leaned forward, his eyes slowly closing into slits. Kirishima stared at his friend, unable to move and unsure what he should do.

"B-Bakugou?" Kirishima stuttered. Bakugou shut him up by placing his soft lips on Kirishima's, slowly closing the gap between them.

The kiss was full of passion yet it was soft. Kirishima closed his eyes as he heart tried to throw itself out of his ribcage. Bakugou pulled away after a few seconds and Kirishima saw pink dust over his face.

The redhead's face turned almost as red as his own hair as he froze.

"B-But what do you want me to call you?" Kirishima asked, his brain not processing what was going on. He couldn't process it. It was all so sudden, so... comforting.

Bakugou shrugged. "Anything you'd like."

Kirishima paused for a moment then opened his mouth to speak. "So, what are we?" he asked.

"Japanese," Bakugou answered.

Kirishima frowned. "Are we... dating now?"

"Would you like to?" Bakugou offered.

Kirishima opened his mouth to say something but he couldn't utter a sound out. He nodded his head shakily.

Bakugou smiled softly. "I... fucking love you."

Kirishima's face heated up as he returned the smile. "I love you too, Kitkat."

"Kitkat?" Bakugou grumbled.

Kirishima showed his toothy smile. "Yeah, I'm gonna call you that."

Bakugou rolled his eyes as he put an arm around Kirishima. "Goodnight, Eiji."