"You do not know how strong my urge is to fucking murder you. Stop fucking smacking! It's gross!" Bakugou growled as he leaned back in his booth. Denki didn't listen.
"Bro, dish foo is sho gou," he mumbled incoherently, stuffing more food it his mouth.
"You're gonna fucking choke, stop that already." Bakugou looked disgusted, taking a sip of his drink.
Kaminari swallowed it all down with a sip of water before speaking. "You underestimate just how much food I can stuff in my mouth before I need to be stopped," he chuckled, stealing another fry while the red eyed boy rolled his eyes.
"Wish you could apply that much stupid effort to your assignments. I'm gonna explain this one more time and you better listen cause I'm not saying it again."
Bakugou smacked a paper on the table and started talking, hitting the human pikachu upside the head once in a while to pull him back to reality.
On another note, Bakugou was able to get that mural surprisingly done in one week. The persistent idiots came by once a day for the rest of the week during lunch and with that much distraction, he was shocked he could finish it at all in that amount of time.
Everyone in the staff praised him for his artistic abilty and he gladly accepted it, knowing he was now on the good side of the teachers. He was almost glad because he's still labeled as a delinquent to the student body.
And the deal he made with Kaminari was going decent—well, at least Bakugou thinks so.
"How the fuck are you this dumb? It's basic math," Katsuki insulted, rubbing his temples with his fingers. Kaminari whined.
"Your explanations are too complicated!"
"Wow, big words, didn't know you could use em," he muttered before leaning his elbows. "Okay look, if you—Wait I think I know how to explain it to you to where your pea brain can understand."
"Please do, I'm lost." Kaminari slumped his shoulders and rested his chin on his arms, not even bothered to be offended.
"Okay so, if I push someone sturdy and they fall down, how much work am I putting into my push?"
"Why would you push someone down? That's mean!"
"Just answer the damn question."
Bakugou continued to use violent metaphors and inquired the equations to them. Soon enough, the dumb Kaminari finally caught on and the tutoring went a bit more smoothly.
Kaminari paid for their bill and they walked out of the restaurant together.
"Bro, it took me forever to understand that shit! I can't believe how someone can make it up."
"I hope the inventor is rotting in hell for creating physics," Kastuki grumbled, pulling out his phone. Kaminari laughed before swinging an arm around him.
"Hey Bakubro—"
"Don't fucking call me that, dunce face."
"Rude, but anyway—" Denki lit up in a cheeky smile as he jumped in front of the ashy blond like a little kid, "—Yaoyorozu is throwing a party this Saturday and me and the guys want you to—"
"No fucking way. Not a chance." Bakugou shook his head and pushed past him harshly.
"Come on! It'll be fun! Loosen up a little!"
"No fucking way. I don't do parties," Katsuki admitted. Denki relentlessly begged him all the way back to the dorms and even then, he still wouldn't let up.
"Please Bakugou?! We really want you to come! Please!"
"I said no god damn it!"
Kirishima came out of his room, his hair looking a little too plastic. "What's going on?" Kaminari looked at him with happy eyes as he pranced over to him.
"I'm trying to convince Bakugou to come to Yaoyorozu's party two days from now." He grabbed Katsuki's arm before he could go into his room. "Help me convince him, Kiri! He'll listen to you!"
"I don't listen to nobody shit head."
The redhead chuckled. "I mean, we would really love it if you would come but we can't really force you, can we?" Kirishima scratched the back of his head with an apologetic smile. "It's really up to you. If you change your mind, the party is at the Heroine Sorority house, if you know where that is. I'm pretty sure only 20 people were invited so it's gonna be small—"
"Kiri!! You're supposed to help me convince him!" Kaminari whined and looked to Bakugou with puppy dog eyes.
Katsuki could practically feel his forehead sweating as his eyes danced from Kaminari's pleading eyes to Kirishima's sad smile.
He groaned under his breath. "I-I'll think about it, now stop fucking looking at me like that. It's disgusting."
The redheads brows raised in surprise as Kaminari sighed, not satisfied but grateful.
"Fine. My test is tomorrow so I want to study a bit before I go to sleep," the yellow eyed boy muttered, walking away. Kirishima laughed, waving him off.
"You better actually study than look at memes all night, dunce face!" Bakugou called out, Kaminari flipping him off and Bakugou flipping him right back.
"I see you guys are friends now," Kirishima laughed at the display. Katsuki only scoffed, fighting a smile off his face.
"We're not friends, shitty hair."
"Ya know, my hair his not that different from yours, blasty," Eijirou retorted with a playful pout.
"There are plenty of differences, stupid," Katsuki snickered. "Bye fuck face."
"Night, asshole."
"Those are fightin' words, shít head!"
"So are yours, Bakuhoe!" Kirishima snorted at the surprise on his expression. "Nighty night, boomer!"
"Fuck you!" Katsuki insulted, flustered.
"Do it yourself~" Kirishima giggled like a school girl as he left him out of the hallway. Bakugou stood there frozen, before a laugh bubbled up in his chest.
He locked his door behind him, sliding down on it as he burst out laughing hysterically. He doesn't remember ever laughing like this, not even in his messed up childhood. He's never felt like this, Kirishima was the first person to make him feel this kind of joy.
"Haaa...shitty hair really did me like that, huh?" He chuckled, "What the fuck was that sound though? Pfffft—" He wheezed as a silent and hearty laugh escaped his lips. He calmed down, breathing in and out before pushing himself up.
He decided that if he was going to be anyone's friend, he was going to be his.
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Starry Night Sky [KiriBaku Fanfic]
Fanfiction[Completed] Angsty chapters with funny and irrelevant titles that I put in there to confuse people. Welcome to what I consider my best and maybe even longest KiriBaku book! Bakugou is a scholarly artist with severe anger issues and a traumatic past...