Lying Lovers (kamixbaku)

Stupid Emotions

Denki's PoV

We look up to the intruder, and immediately my mood shifts. I was so happy just a second ago, and he comes along just to ruin it. Why did these dorms have to exist? They're a curse, and a blessing. I turn my head away from the stoic boy, and try to continue my conversation with Bakugo. It didn't seem to work though. Just seeing the boys face, made me miserable. How did he have so much power over me?

When the two-toned boy finally left with a cup of coffee, I let the sigh I was holding out. A frown subconsciously is placed on my lips, and my vision lowers. I hated that he had this affect on me. A tear slips from my eyes, and I go to rub it away, only for it to be gone before I can. I look up, to see Bakugo looking at me with slight sympathy.

"Don't let him control your emotions, you are better than him. The sooner you realise that he is nothing compared to you, the better. I don't like seeing the goof of my group cry like this." He states.

We continue to stare into each others eyes, as he strokes my face gently. The tears had stopped falling, but he still kept his hand on my face. I smile slightly at his pep talk to me. When you get him alone, he isn't his normal harsh self. It was nice.

I could feel myself lean in closer to him. I glanced down to his lips, then back into his ruby red eyes. Oh how hypnotising they were. I looked once more to his lips, before slowly closing my eyes. The gap minimalizing with each second. Eventually the gap between us dissipated, as our lips connect. The hand he had on my cheek, went back towards my hair, as I placed my hands on his slim waist.

I pull his body closer to me, and move my lips in sink with his. His other hand meets his other, behind my head. He slightly pulls at my hair, as I bite at his lip. Our mouths open, as we slip our tongues into the others. Our tongues collide, creating war. Each trying to dominate the other. Eventually, Bakugo wins, and marks his territory. Making sure his tongue graces every part of my mouth.

When he had finished covering his ground, he pulled away slightly pulling my lip with his teeth in doing so. We slowly open our eyes, stopping half way. Our lidded eyes stare at each other, but as soon as we process what we just did, they widened to the point I thought they were going to fall out. I stumble out of his grip.

I pull my hands away, and cover my mouth. Did I really just make out with Katsuki Bakugo? The hot headed explosive blonde boy, who most thought had anger issues. I look at my hand that was just on my lips, then back at the boy in front of me. He seemed to be having the same thought process as me. Before either of us can say anything, the oven beeped, telling us the timer was up, and the food was done.

Bakugo, went over to the oven, took the food we cooked out, and placed it on two plates. Once done, he shoved one of the plates in my arms, before rushing off to the lift. I stood there with the plate in my arms, trying to think of what to do. Realising that he was about to leave, I look over to the lift. I go to shout his name, but the lift doors were already closing.

I was too late.

A sigh left my lips, as I put my plate on the kitchen table. I think of what I should do. I can't exactly avoid him. My school stuff is still in his room, and we have classes together, as well as live in the same building. A groan left my lips, as I took out a chair from underneath the table, and slouch in it. Before I could think anymore on what to do, someone came down the stairs.

When I look over to the stairwell, hope filled me. It was Kirishima, he would know what to do! He's Bakugo's best friend, and he's in a relationship. He's also one of my best friends, so he knows me well. I'm a genius. If I just inform Kirishima on information that Bakugo probably doesn't want me to share with anyone or even mention again to him, I'm all set.

"Hey Kiribro, I have a problem." I tell him.

He quickly jogs over to me, and takes the seat in front of me. He gives me a smile, before motioning with his hand for me to continue.

"So you know how me and Bakubro are recently single?" I ask.

He nods.

"And that me and him have been hanging out more?" I continue.

He nods again.

"Well we may or may not have just cooked together, and we may or may not have just kissed." I say.

Kirishima just stares at me dumbfounded. He clearly wasn't expecting this to be my issue. I sit and just wait for a response, when a waft of something nice came my way. I looked around, to realise it was the food I had just cooked. Wow, it did look and smell good. I pick up the fork that just magically appeared, and took a bite from the food.

I roll my eyes, and open my mouth at how amazing the food tasted. How did I help to create something that was this good? I then continue to shovel the food in my mouth, as I wait for Kirishima to come up with a solution. When I was midway through a bite, he decided to talk to me.

"Well do you like him that way?" He asked.

Then I stopped. Did I like him?