kiribaku month 2020 but i gave up halfway

11, quarantine

"Man, it sucks that the entire class can't hang in the common room all at once," Kirishima sighed as he flopped onto Bakugou's bed.

"You wanna die?" Bakugou asked, hanging up his shirt.

"No," Kirishima shot back up. "Anyways, is it our turn to go down yet? I wanna get something to eat."

"Didn't Dunce Face make a mess?" Bakugou groaned, coming over to sit beside Kirishima.

"Yeah, but it should be cleaned up by now."

Kirishima and Bakugou headed downstairs to meet their classmates. The dorms had strictly prohibited more than 10 students in the common room at a time since quarantine had started. Kirishima and Bakugou had spent most of their time together in either of their rooms while Kaminari randomly barged in at the worst times.

Sero turned his head as he saw Kirishima and Bakugou enter the common room.

"Hey bro!" he called as Kirishima headed over to sit on the couch beside him.

"Hey man," Kirishima said. Bakugou furrowed his eyebrows and gingerly sat beside Kirishima. The blonde eventually ended up leaning on Kirishima as the redhead talked to the rest of his friends.

"Hey you and Bakugou seem to have gotten really close," Sero commented, receiving a glare from the explosive blonde on the other side of Kirishima.

"Yeah!" Kaminari piped in. "Really close. Are you two like, dating or something?"

"Do you have a death wish?" Bakugou asked, turning to Kaminari. "I can grant it for you," he said, sparks popping at his palms.

Kirishima smiled apologetically. "He's a lot calmer than usual, honestly," he stated. "Usually he'd just blast Kaminari's face and yell about it for the next 20 minutes."

Kaminari chuckled and turned his back on Jirou, leaning on her.

"Get off," the girl said as she shoved the pikachu off of her. "There's a virus going on and you're lucky to even be alive, now stop clinging to me."

Kaminari pouted and walked toward the kitchen.

Jirou rolled her eyes as she continued to scroll on her phone. "Oh also," she said, unplugging her earphone jack, "Yaomomo felt a little sick this morning."

Kirishima's eyes widened, alarmed. "Is she okay? Man, this is the worst time to be sick."

"She'll be fine," Jirou said. "It's only a small cough."

Bakugou grunted and sat up straight. "A small fucking cough can turn into a fever then she can die."

"Hey!" Kirishima exclaimed, lightly shoving Bakugou with his elbow. "Don't say stuff like that! She won't die."

"Speaking of which," Jirou interjected, standing up. "I'm gonna go check on her. Tell Mr Aizawa two more people can come down now. I think Kaminari went to my room again," she said with a glance at the kitchen before heading towards the stairs.

"I'm gonna go see if they have any grapes," Kirishima said as he stood up from Bakugou's side. He felt a tight grip on his wrist and looked down to see Bakugou's hand holding him back.

"I fucking hate grapes," the blonde muttered.

Kirishima turned towards him and frowned. "What's wrong with grapes?"

"Again, and I'm going to say this one last fucking time," Bakugou started. "I hate grapes because they're associated with the fucking m word."

"M word?" Kirishima mumbled thoughtfully. "Midoriya?"

"No."

"M... mom?" the redhead guessed.

"No."

Kirishima sighed. "What is it?"

"Fucking Mineta!" Bakugou yelled.

"Huh?" a sound came from the other couches where the grape sat. "What about fucking me?" he smirked.

Bakugou growled and shot himself towards the garbage boy, explosions filling the room in seconds.

Aizawa, who was sitting at a table with All Might and Midoriya, stood up and groaned. His hair began to float and Bakugou fell midair.

"No fighting," the teacher mumbled before blinking and sitting back down.

Kirishima walked over to Bakugou and dragged him back to their side of the common room. "Let's get back to your room." Kirishima paused and looked around, making sure no one heard him.

Sero, sitting on the couch beside them, stared at him. "Are you guys like, actually dating?"

"Do you have a death wish too, Flat Face?" Bakugou snapped at the black haired boy before he shook his head and quickly turned back to his phone.

Kirishima and Bakugou walked up to their floor and Bakugou paused at his door.

"Do you still wanna come?" Kirishima asked, halfway through his door.

Bakugou hesitated. "No," he quietly said. "It's best if we stay away, wasn't Icyhot in Ponytail's room last night? That's how she got sick."

"Todoroki wasn't even sick," Kirishima argued. "It's boring without you."

"Tomorrow," Bakugou promised, coming over to place a kiss on Kirishima's cheek.

Kirishima smiled softly and headed in his room.