BNHA Littlespace Stories

🦈KiriDenki⚡

Little Denki wants to know all the answers and daddy Kirishima is not afraid to humour him. Requested ❤ (TW: minor swearing at the beginning)

Kirishima was heading back to the dorms after his personal training. He had left his little with the bakusquad and assumed everything was fine.

That is once he entered the common room, a little flash of yellow hair buzzed by. The zip was so fast Kirishima had to do a double-take. Feeling catapulted forward when someone jumped on his back, the person squealing in fear.

That particular squeal sounded like his little Denki. Kirishima felt legs wrap around his waist from behind and instantly moved to grab the little's thighs so he didn't slip off. "Hey, buddy. What's going on?"

Obviously, Kirishima's calm energy did not match with Denki's frantic one.

"Daddyyyy! Blasty hited me!" He half whined half cried. Pointing towards the left, Kirishima looked over to find a heated Bakugou trying to contain his annoyance while sitting on the couch.

"I did not!" The ash-blond growled.

"You did! Mina even sawed it! Right, Mina?!"

Mina, who was sitting on the armchair looked like a deer in headlights when she rose up from her phone the moment her name was mentioned. "uhh, well um... Kinda? He didn't actually hit him, just pushed him off the couch."

"Ya! and it made my back hurty when it hit the table and since Blasty pushed me it's his fault!" Denki kept his accusing pointer finger at Bakugou, who glowered at it.

"I didn't mean to push you fully off the couch dumbass," Bakugou retorted.  "I just wanted you out of my space and to quit asking stupid questions!"

"There are no such things as stupid questions." Kirishima commented, earning a "shut up shitty hair." in reply.

Kirishima brushed it off, maneuvering Denki so he was in front of Kirishima, legs still wrapped around his waist, his one arm supporting the little's bottom. He wanted Denki's attention when he seriously spoke to him. "Were you in Bakugou's space, baby?"

Denki immediately avoided his eyes. "nooooo..."

"Really? because we both know Bakugou hates his space being invaded. Were you really being a good boy, and a good friend to Bakugou while I was gone?"

Denki slowly nodded, still avoiding his caregiver's eyes. 

"That's great! I'm so proud of you!"

Denki looked about ready to cry, Kirishima knew the guilt was getting to him, but he kept going. "After all, Bakugou must be so happy he has a good respectful friend like you Denki!"

Denki wailed, caving in. "No! I wasn't a good boy! I bugged Blasty the whole time!" Denki turned to look at Bakugou. Apologizing, "I'm sorry, Blasty, I just wanted to play!"

Bakugou just clicked his tongue and shrugged, turning away. He said before he left. "whatever, apology accepted. Sorry for throwing you off the couch too."

Denki laughed through his tears, a rare apology from Bakugou was always appreciated. His caregiver helped him dry his tears. "There we go, are you okay now? Is your back still hurty?"

Denki leaned his head on Kirishima's shoulder. Letting out a little, "no."

Kirishima chuckled, kissing Denki's temple before moving over to the now vacant couch, setting them down with his little in his lap. He briefly asked Mina, "Where did the others go?"

Mina didn't look up from her phone as she replied, "Jirou got a little frazzled and went back to her room for some 'recollecting' as she puts, and Sero was requested to see Aizawa about 10 minutes ago."

"Ah, I see." Kirishima nodded, turning his attention back to the little blond in his arms, who was playing with the hem of his shirt. looking down.

"Now, why were you asking Bakugou so many questions?"

The little blond suddenly looked up, his eyes now filled with determination. "I wants to know alls the answers!" He said so seriously with his little speech slurring his words.

"Well, you can ask me." Kirishima offered.

Denki let out a little gasp, eyes widening. "Does Daddy knows alls the answers?"

"Sure do squirt!" His caregiver smiled proudly at him.

"Okay okay!... uhh..." Denki was vibrating with excitement, happy to have his questions answered. Kirishima had to hold him steady to keep from falling off his lap. "Are all daddy-long-legs actual daddies? If so, where are their families then?"

Kirishima's smile faltered a little, Mina let out a huff of air that suspiciously sounded like she was trying to keep her laughter in. It was enough to catch Kirishima's attention for a moment.

Denki never wavered though, he stared, with little stars in his eyes, directly at his caregiver, his full attention on him.

"Well uh... yeah they are daddies, but... when we see them around it means they are just at work! Yea... They come and catch all the pesky flies for us and come back home when we aren't looking!"

His little seemed to like his answer, nodding along and muttering, "Yea that makes sense... What about blind people? Can they see their dreams?"

"...Yes?"

"How?"

"Umm..." Kirishima tried to think of an answer little Denki would accept. "At night blind people get to choose if they want to see their dreams, and borrows someone else's sight. That's why sometimes when we sleep we don't dream. It's blind people's turn to have dreams."

"Ohhhh." Denki stared off into space, thinking about it, then nodded. "So that's why sometimes I don't have dreams."

"Yea! Any more questions?" please say no, please say no...

"If I drop soap on the floor, is the soap dirty, or the floor clean?"

"The floor would be clean... but I wouldn't use that bar of soap afterwards."

"Why?"

"Because... once the soap touches the floor it means they're married now! You don't want to break up a marriage do you?"

"No! Why didn't you tells me this before?!" Denki whined.

"Well, now you know... Are we done with questions? Maybe we can go get something to eat..." Kirishima was about to lift Denki back into his arms when Denki pushed his shoulders down and grabbed the back of the couch so as to trap him in. "No! One more, one more!"

Kirishima sighed but sat back again. "Okay, I'll answer one more question."

"Yay!" Denki cheered, bouncing a little. "Okay so if we evolved from monkeys... why are there still monkeys in the world?"

"Uhhh..." Kirishima fell short on that one. Trying to think of something quick. "Well, when evolution was about to start the world asked every monkey if they wanted to participate. Some declined, some accepted." He shrugged. "I'm not sure you'll have to ask them when we go to the wildlife park soon."

"Yea," Denki nodded, "I gotta know what they were thinking, they really missed out!"

Kirishima barked out a laugh. "They sure did, now come on. I'm hungry, let's go make dinner."

"Hamburgies!" Denki excitedly shouted, clapping his hands.

"We can do hamburgers." Kirishima agreed, picking his little one up and heading to the kitchen.

"What are hamburgers made out of, how are they made?" Denki suddenly asked, wrapping his arms around his caregiver's neck for support.

"You don't want to know, trust me."

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1202 words. Kinda short, but idk I tried.

Loved the suggested pair thank you zoeworden !!