kiribaku month 2020 but i gave up halfway

9, arranged marriage

Kirishima sat down, signalling for Bakugou to sit beside him. "So what's the matter with Uraraka?"

"My parents want me to marry her, but she's not the one I want," Bakugou whispered.

"Dude, what do you mean? Your parents will flip if you don't agree to marry her," Kirishima said, putting a hand on his friend's shoulder.

"I don't care," Bakugou grumbled. "I don't even love her. It has to be you, Kirishima. I love you." A few silent seconds passed before Bakugou finally came to his senses and realized what he had said.

Kirishima stared at him with wide eyes. "A-are you serious?"

Bakugou nodded as Kirishima pulled his hand away slowly from Bakugou's shoulder. "I-I don't know what to say about this, man. I mean, I've... liked you since first year, but... this is all so sudden. I never thought-"

Bakugou silenced him by placing his lips on Kirishima's. He kissed his soft, plump strawberry scented lips as Kirishima tried to pull away.

"Wait, this is wrong," Kirishima argued, wiping his mouth with his sleeve.

Bakugou narrowed his eyes. "Why? Don't you like me too?"

"Yes!" Kirishima said quickly. "But, what if someone finds out? Our parents will never allow this.."

"There's still a while til marriage," Bakugou told him. "I guess we could.. run away?"

Kirishima stared at him thoughtfully. "Have you told Uraraka?"

"Not yet," Bakugou sighed. "I don't know how she'll react."

"I don't think she likes you very much," Kirishima said. "She admires you and your skills, but I don't think she like, has feelings for you."

"Probably not," Bakugou agreed. "Well, I'll tell her tomorrow at school."

Kirishima nodded. "Bro, you wanna sleep here tonight?"

Bakugou glared at him and furrowed his eyebrows.

"What?" Kirishima asked, hopping onto his bed and scooching over to make space for Bakugou.

"I had my tongue in your mouth just minutes ago, don't fucking call me 'bro'," Bakugou grunted as he laid down beside Kirishima.

"Sorry man," the redheaded idiot sighed as he pulled the blanket over the two boys.

"Don't call me 'man' either," Bakugou scowled. "That's for friendship."

"Alright, kitten," Kirishima retorted, flopping his head onto his pillow.

"What the FUCK?" Bakugou exclaimed, propping himself up with his elbow and pulling his pillow from under him, swinging it at Kirishima. The hard blow landed on Kirishima, who had only hardened part of his face, as the redhead groaned.

"Man, you managed to make pillows violent," Kirishima mumbled. "Let's just sleep, Kat."

Bakugou's heart made a h u g e leap as he stared wide eyed at Kirishima. "What?"

"Kat," Kirishima repeated his new nickname. Bakugou felt his heart flood with love for this adorable dumbass and he left a small kiss on Kirishima's forehead. "Woah, did I make you soft?"

Bakugou glared at him and scoffed. "You made no one soft."

"Oh yeah? Tell that to Kaminari who cried about how cute my dog was," Kirishima grinned.

"You have a fucking dog?"

Kirishima nodded, beaming. "His name is Rocky, he's a pomeranian."

"That's cute," Bakugou mumbled under his breath.