Thread by @loveforkatsuki

as soon as the pair arrived at the apartment, bakugou took a seat at the dining table and laid his head on the wooden surface.

camie set the pizza box down and sighed, plopping down in the chair next to her friend.

“was it that bad?”

bakugou lifted his head, running his hand through his hair for the millionth time.

“that fuckin pink haired fairy kissed him in front of me,” bakugou responded, clenching his fists.

“oh, yikes.”

“yikes what?” another voice added.

shinsou had just come out of his room with a handful of empty water bottles.

“oi, tinky winky come get some fuckin pizza. camie bought it for us.”

the purple haired boy placed his recycles in the bin before joining the other two at the table. he kept his eyes on the girl.

“you must be camie?” he asked.

camie nodded, resting her chin on her palm. “and you must be tinky winky?”

bakugou snorted. shinsou rolled his eyes.

“shinsou, actually.”

“mmm. well shinsou, help yourself it’s on me,” camie pushed the pizza box towards him.

shinsou’s lips slightly upturned at the girl. and so did her lips.

bakugou squinted at the both of them. what the fuck was happening right before his eyes? shinsou’s eyes didn’t leave the girl, let alone even touch the pizza.

“what the fuck you damn heteros. give me pizza!”

camie finally looked away. “oh right. sorry mr. depressed homosexual.”

shinsou raised an eyebrow. “is this about kirishima again?”

bakugou reached for the pizza box, grabbing a slice and biting into it crudely. “fuck off,” he answered with his mouth full.

camie reached for a slice of her own. “yeah it is. we ran into him at the pizza parlor and the two of them went outside. not really sure what happened though.” she bit into his pizza.

shinsou crossed his arms. “quit being a fucking baby and spill.”

bakugou groaned. “fuck. he was being real fucking cute and I thought it was fucking going somewhere but then his pretty pink fairy girlfriend shows up and puts her goddamn lips on him and I want to fucking die. that’s it.”

“like lips on lips?” shinsou pried.

bakugou shook his head as he grabbed another slice. “cheek.”

“oh you’re an idiot,” camie interjected.

“what the fuck do you mean?”

“did he introduce you to her?” camie took the last bite of her pizza.

“yeah. her name is mina or some shit but what the fuck does-“

“what did he introduce her as?” shinsou spoke next.

“nothing. he just said mina”

camie and shinsou exchanged glances. “idiot.” they said.

bakugou sat in confusion. what the hell were they trying to say.

shinsou noticed his roommate’s eyes glancing between the two of them. he could practically hear the gears turning in his head.

“oh my fucking god bakugou. she’s not his girlfriend he would have said so.”

“but she kissed him-“

“on the CHEEK. she’s just overly affectionate,” shinsou rolled his eyes.

“who the fuck kisses their friends-“

“a lot of people. nobody would do that with you cause you’d bite their face off.”

camie laughed loudly. shinsou smirked.

bakugou really couldn’t process that. then was kirishima actually flirting with him back there? and bakugou had just fucked it up? he didn’t even have the redhead’s number to contact him.

“I fucked up,” bakugou finally said.

shinsou and camie both nodded.

“when are you gonna see him again?” shinsou finally began eating some pizza.

“he invited me to his fuckin game next friday cause he said he wanted me to see him play-“

“whoa whoa whoa!” camie began. “he said he WANTED you to WATCH him play?”

bakugou nodded.

“fellas...”

“sounds kinda gay.”

bakugou wished the heat pooling in his cheeks wasn’t visible. maybe he didn’t completely fuck up. “shut the fuck up.”

“you have to make your move next friday or he’s gonna think you’re not interested,” camie instructed.

“what in the hell am I supposed to do?”

“flirt back, dickhead. be more touchy or i don’t know, smile more,” shinsou suggested.

bakugou flipped him off.

“what if we come with you? to help you out?” camie asked.

bakugou opened his mouth to reject but he thought twice. he sure as hell didn’t want to be sitting by himself. at least with these two he could clown others and have some fun.

“if you guys embarrass me I will destroy your fucking bloodlines.”

———-

bakugou spent the week trying his best. aside from cooping himself in the library or his room to study of course. he wouldn’t let a crush ruin his grades first of all.

but when he did see kirishima on the field, he would wave or nod his head. that was better than nothing

kirishima didn’t have much time to talk since he was practicing for his game. but thats ok.

bakugou would make sure kirishima would get the hint on friday. the thought made bakugou want to throw up but this was his chance.

by the time friday night rolled around, bakugou’s nerves were all over the place. not to mention he still didn’t know shit about football.

it made him feel slightly better that camie and shinsou didn’t either. camie only knew that kirishima was the quarterback.

with some quick google searching on his phone, bakugou found out quarterback is easily the most difficult offensive position and that meant kirishima had the ball almost every play.

that was pretty impressive or whatever.

“didn’t know your man is the star of the game. he wanted you to come so he could flex,” shinsou pointed out.

camie nodded in agreement. “careful not to start drooling, kat.”

the blonde’s eyes had already found bright red hair running onto the field. the cheers were insane.

bakugou glanced around him to see everyone painted in their school colors; sky blue and white. they had merchandise for days along with horns and signs.

bakugou somehow felt underdressed. kirishima and his team must be fucking good.

“oh my god there he is!” he heard a girl yell behind him.

“he’s so hot! his hair is so pretty I want to touch it!”

“he’s so good ugh I wish he would date me.”

“number 16 is so out of our league.”

“I know he’s single though!”

they all giggled.

bakugou grit his teeth. WHY was kirishima such a heart throb. he didn’t want any competition but he would make sure as hell he’d win.

“wait he’s coming this way! let’s say hi!” one of the girls suggested.

bakugou indeed saw kirishima coming their way. why was his heart starting to pound?

the blonde glanced behind himself to see the girls getting ready to speak to the player.

his petty ass stood up to block their view.

“suki!”

bakugou stepped forward to lean against the railing in front of him. “hey, ei.”

kirishima’s whole face lit up at the old nickname. “you came!”

bakugou his eyes, a small smile on his face. “of course I did, idiot. you wanted me here.”

kirishima laughed. “yeah! i’m really glad you’re here,” he added shyly. “I’ll play my best for you and win this game!”

bakugou’s cheeks immediately grew warm. “a-arent you supposed to win for your team?”

“yeah but now someone special is here to cheer for me.”

bakugou groaned and hid his face in his hands. “stop fucking embarrassing me!”

kirishima laughed again, his eyes crinkling in the cutest way and his sharp white teeth on display.

“by the way, suki. I don’t have a girlfriend...mina is a raging lesbian.”

bakugou froze.

“y-you’re really not dating her?”

kirishima shook his head, his hair moving with him.

“oh.”

“so now that that’s cleared up...I uh-“ kirishima licked his lips nervously. bakugou’s hands began to sweat against the railing.

“if we win this game, go to dinner with me after? just me and you?” kirishima asked, his sparkly eyes filled with hope.

bakugou melted. he felt like he was in a sappy teen romcom. this couldn’t be real yet here he was. being a whole ass y/n.

“yeah. I’d like that, ei.”

kirishima’s radiant smile returned to his face in an instant. and this time, bakugou returned that smile.

“ok, cool.” kirishima said, his eyes not leaving the blonde. a whistle blew a few feet away. it was time to start.

kirishima turned his head towards the sound.

“wait.”

kirishima turned his head back to bakugou, his eyes curious. “yeah?”

bakugou took a deep breath before reaching over the railing to grab the redhead’s jersey.

“suki what-“

bakugou pulled him in and placed a soft and quick kiss on kirishima’s cheek. “for good luck.”

when bakugou leaned back, kirishima’s eyes were wide and his cheeks were as red as a cherry.

“ei?”

kirishima blinked a few times. “sorry I went into extreme gay panic.”

bakugou couldn’t help but burst into a fit of laughter.

kirishima joined in the laughter. “thanks, suki. cheer loud for me, ok?”

bakugou nodded, a smile still on his face.

kirishima gave him one more fond look before finally heading towards his team.

“what in the fuck was that? when did you have guts like that?”

bakugou flipped off his purple haired friend and sat down again.

bakugou’s cheeks were still bright pink. camie and shinsou exchanged smiles in success.

“wait, he’s gay?!” a girl practically screeched behind bakugou.

“no! he could be bisexual or something!”

“is he single or not?”

bakugou huffed. how was that /kiss/ not enough for these desperate extras?

“just ignore the bitches,” camie said.

“he’s definitely not going to,” shinsou retorted.

bakugou forced a fake smile on his face before turning his head to face the girls.

“sorry. ei very VERY homosexual and very homosexual for ME by the way.”

the girls sat with their mouths hung open. they didn’t even get the chance to respond before the announcement came for the game to start.

the crowd went wild, standing up on the bleachers and screaming for their players, the unbreakable dragons.

now that bakugou thought about it, unbreakable dragon suited kirishima very well.

the players took their positions, waving at the stands to their fellow peers.

“KICK THEIR ASSES, EI!” bakugou yelled with his hands cupped over his mouth.

kirishima glanced up at the stands, his radiant smile showing its appearance and gave a thumbs up.

“god you’re so embarrassing,” shinsou grumbled.

bakugou shoved his roommate’s shoulder. “as if you wouldn’t want camie screaming for your dumb ass.”

“what the fuck?!”

camie laughed loudly, her cheeks tinting pink.

bakugou smirked. as if their feelings weren’t blatantly obvious. over the past week, they both had been asking for each other. bakugou didn’t mind however.

he honestly thinks they would be good together. but he’d let them figure that out on their own.

if he was being honest, bakugou had no idea what the hell was going on the whole game.

the only thing he knew was that he yelled for kirishima whenever he had the ball and that seemed to be a normal thing to do.

even if he was clueless, bakugou was surprisingly enjoying himself.

kirishima was GOOD. CRAZY GOOD. he scored most of the dragons’ touchdowns himself. the score was 28 to 10. dragons leading of course.

he saw a different side of the redhead he didn’t know existed.

kirishima became a monster on the field. he ran and ran and dodged and yelled like a mad man whenever he scored.

he was paraded with chest bumps and helmet ruffles. he was so happy and energetic. confidence radiated from him so much bakugou could feel it.

it made bakugou’s chest swell with pride. he was smitten.

“holy fuck I don’t know what’s happening but I think your man is really fucking good,” shinsou commented, his eyes locked on the field.

“fuck yeah he is,” bakugou responded, a look of awe painting his face.

with a few more points scored by kirishima himself, the dragons easily took a w for the night. 31-10.

when the last touchdown was made right in the last seconds of the game, everyone went goddamn insane.

bakugou’s ears rang as he too, yelled for the winning team.

even shinsou and camie screamed along with all the fans.

kirishima was practically tackled to the ground by his teammates as they celebrated their first victory of the season.

“go over to him!” camie yelled over the cheering.

bakugou looked at his friend as if she’d just spat on him. “what? no! he’s busy!”

“is he?” shinsou questioned.

bakugou looked over, now confused that be saw kirishima was already looking over in his direction. the redhead motioned with his hand to head over.

the blonde grumbled under his breath. he hoped to whatever god was out there, kirishima wouldn’t embarrass him in front of this whole crowd.

bakugou hopped over the railing and closed the distance between him and the player. the others had already retreated to the bench to rest

kirishima removed his helmet, his red hair a sweaty mess so he removed his hair tie, letting his hair flow down fo his ribs.

bakugou nearly tripped.

“so? what’d you think?” kirishima asked as soon as he was in hearing range. a huge smile filled with pure joy lit up his face.

bakugou’s own lips upturned. “it was okay I guess.”

the redhead whined without his smile faltering. “sukiiiiii come onnnnnn!”

bakugou covered his mouth with his hand as he laughed. “don’t be a baby. you’re really fucking good, ei. i still didn’t know jackshit but I know you were killing it.”

the blonde didn’t think kirishima could smile any bigger, but he did.

“yeah? you can tell me how good I am over dinner then?”

bakugou rolled his eyes playfully before he heard whistling and cheering behind him.

he whipped his head around to see kirishima’s teammates giving him a thumbs up and praising him.

“hell yeah that’s our boy!”

“that’s pretty manly of you, kiri!”

“get some lovin, bro!”

“i’m so proud.”

kirishima flushed. of course denki, sero, tetsutetsu, and tokoyami would embarrass him.

bakugou looked down at his feet, trying his best to not show his own blushing face. “let’s go before I punch your friends or something.”

the player chuckled. “lemme hit the showers and i’ll meet you by my car. I stink.”

bakugou nodded. “hurry up or i’ll change my goddamn mind.”

kirishima waved him off. “sure sure! see you in like 15!” and he took off with his teammates.

——-

the diner kirishima had chosen was fairly empty considering it was past 10pm. they took a booth seat in the corner that had plush leather red seats.

“this is the only place I know open pretty late but I love it here,” kirishima commented.

his red hair was freshly washed, tied in a low ponytail with his bangs framing his face.

bakugou would say puberty hit his friend like a brick wall but ei had always been beautiful.

“it’s cozy,” the blonde responded.

kirishima smiled softly, resting his chin on his hand. “but did you have fun, suki? I know it’s not your thing but I did my best to put on a good game for you!”

bakugou swore his stomach did a backflip. “ei, you idiot. I didn’t know that I could fuckin enjoy myself there.”

“every time you hand the ball I was fuckin screaming for you. I’m not some goddamn fanatic but I want to see you play again,” bakugou confessed.

kirishima’s face fell into pure shock. he was anxious bakugou hated being there but it was the complete opposite. “really?

bakugou flushed, casting his eyes down to the table. “I mean or not of whatever. I have homework and shit to do too.”

kirishima reached over the table and placed his hand on top of the blonde’s. “I would love to have you cheer me on every game.”

bakugou tried to fight the smile threatening his lips but he failed. he interlocked his fingers with the player’s.

“you’ve always been a sap, huh suki?” kirishima teased.

bakugou glared at the man across from him. “am not! i’ll let go of your hot ass hand right now, dumbass.”

“you think my hand is hot? didn’t know you had a thing for hands, suki. you sure have changed!”

“fuck OFF!”

kirishima laughed at the blonde’s flustered state. “first you call me pretty when we were little and now you’re holding my hand?”

“fuck, you remember that?”

“of course! i always thought back to it when I felt bad about myself. like ‘suki would think i’m cute enough’”.

“who’s the fuckin sap now?” bakugou accused. “you’re the one who said we’d get married when we’re older.”

“yeah and I’d make a great husband if I do say so myself,” kirishima egged on.

“bet.”

“hey there! you both ready to order?”

bakugou had an army of butterflies in his stomach. he had never really flirted with anyone in his life but this was a whole new thrill.

kirishima could really make him feel all kinds of things he never experienced before. and this was only their first date.

the two men continued their chatter throughout their meal. kirishima even managed to trick katsuki into feeding him.

kirishima’s phone rang right as he finished his meal. “oh?” he checked the caller ID to see it was kaminari.

“take it,” bakugou said, continuing to eat.

kirishima nodded. “hey bro! what’s up?”

“bro! good news! couch orca wants to talk to you!”

“about what?”

“I honestly shouldn’t say anything but it’s so exciting bro!”

“well what is it man?”

bakugou tuned out the conversation. he didn’t like listening in on phone calls since he hated when people did that to him.

by the time he finished, he realized kirishima had ended his phone call. his aura was completely different.

“ei?”

the redhead’s eyes were staring down at his empty plate, his mouth slightly agape. he blinked and looked up at the sound of his name.

“yeah? what’s up?”

“I was gonna ask you the same. what was the call about?”

“oh nothing! couch just wanted to congratulate me.”

bakugou wasn’t entirely convinced but he didn’t want to pry. “okay.”

“you ready to go?”

bakugou nodded.

the change in kirishima’s character was strange but he went back fo his regular self on the ride to bakugou’s apartment.

he even drove with one hand while he held the blonde’s hand in the other.

“is this your place?” kirishima asked as he pulled alongside the curb of an apartment complex.

bakugou nodded. he unbuckled his seatbelt and kirishima followed suit.

“what are you doing?”

“walking you to your door, dummy.”

“god you’re so fucking cheesy.” but bakugou did not protest.

they both had already gotten used to holding hands soon as they were in close proximity to one another. yeah, they were both clingy.

even when they reached katsuki’s door, they were reluctant to separate.

“suki, you’ll go on another date with me, right?” kirishima asked. the moonlight emphasized the sparkle in his eyes.

“of course I fuckin will. when is your next game?”

“next week again! same time and place.”

“ok. i’ll fuckin be there.”

kirishima looked like he wanted to melt. “thanks suki.” immediately after, bakugou was embraced in the redhead’s hefty arms.

bakugou was taken by surprise but slowly wrapped his arms around the player. he wanted to stay in his embrace all night.

kirishima was warm, safe. he smelt like warm spices.

he almost whimpered when kirishima pulled away. “goodnight, suki.” a soft smile graced his lips.

“goodnight ei.”

kirishima quickly swooped in and placed a gentle kiss on the blonde’s forehead.

bakugou felt his whole face on fire. “ei-“

“for earlier. i’m returning the favor.”

bakugou’s heart wanted fo leap out of his chest.

“see you next week, suki.” kirishima smiled once more before returning to his car.

bakugou felt entranced. all he could feel was the ghost of kirishima’s lips on his forehead.

“why didn’t you go for his lips, dumbass.”

bakugou looked up to see shinsou on the couch with...his arm around camie?

“what the fuck?”

camie smirked at their friend. “you’re not the only one who can get a man, kat.”

bakugou shook his head. “i’m gonna bleach my fuckin eyes then go to bed.”

“goodnight loverboy!”

the blonde reached for his phone in his back pocket. he already had a text from kirishima.

“sweet dreams, suki :) <3”

bakugou was going to throw his phone at the wall.

“night ei”

maybe he really had nothing to worry about.

bakugou would say the past few weeks passed normally but they didn’t.

dating kirishima altered his routine in some ways but he certainly wasn’t complaining.

he now had to balance hanging out with shinsou, camie, and kirishima. he had yet to hang out with all three of them simultaneously even though camieshin would not stop pestering him about it.

on top of that, camie and shinsou were basically inseparable at this point. they were so into each other it made bakugou sick.

although he was happy for them.

he also appreciated the fact they never made him feel like a third wheel. he couldn’t ask for better friends.

having those two and kirishima in his life felt too good to be true.

however, he did have a few complaints.

kirishima had asked him out on multiple dates the past few weeks and of course bakugou agreed to each one of them.

they’d gone hiking, to the arcade, the movies, even to a festival.

all of them felt like a dream. it was so freeing and easy to be open with kirishima.

bakugou would feel his cheeks grow sore from smiling so much when with the redhead. and of course bakugou hadn’t missed a single game since that first one.

yet, it wasn’t completely fulfilling.

see, the both if them hadn’t yet put a label on their relationship.

they weren’t boyfriends. they were just dating. they held hands, bakugou kissed the tanner man’s cheek, kirishima would still kiss bakugou’s forehead.

but they weren’t boyfriends.

bakugou was patient. he believed kirishima wasn’t ready for a boyfriend label yet but it’s been a month and a half since their first date.

bakugou thought kirishima was into him just as much as bakugou was into kirishima but maybe he was wrong?

but kirishima was always the one to initiate any romance. bakugou had been fine with it but he wanted...more.

bakugou heaved himself out of bed. it was saturday so he could finally relax after the week. he had gone to dinner with ei last night after his game which was a weekly thing now.

the blonde smiled to himself at the memory but it slowly faltered.

he ran his hand through his bedhead and stood up, exiting his room.

shinsou was on the couch, eating a bowl of cereal and watching some cartoon on the TV.

“morning, princess.”

“tinky winky.”

the blonde lazily fixed himself his own bowl of cereal and plopped down on the couch beside his roommate.

“no camie today?”

“she’s comin over later. she’s bringing chinese if you want me to ask her to get you something.”

“sure. why the hell not.”

“you gonna study all day like a damn nerd?”

bakugou elbowed his friend. shinsou’s spoonful of cereal clashed with his teeth.

“what the fuck?!”

“mind your damn business!”

shinsou rubbed his front teeth with his finger. “the nerd has spunk.”

bakugou snorted and flipped him off. they two continued eating their cereal in silence for a bit.

“shinsou.”

the purple haired man raised an eyebrow.

“I have a problem.”

shinsou reached for the remote to lower the volume on the TV.

“ok. what is it?”

“I want ei to be my fucking boyfriend,” bakugou said, keeping his eyes on his cereal bowl.

shinsou set his empty bowl down. “wait. you’re NOT boyfriends?”

bakugou shook his head.

“what the hell? so you’re just...dating?”

shinsou crossed his arms. “why don’t you just ask him yourself? to be your boyfriend?”

bakugou shrugged. “maybe because he hates dumbass labels or something. he hasn’t brought it up or anything.”

“have you guys kissed?”

again, bakugou shook his head.

“then just bring it up yourself. maybe he’s waiting for you to say something,” shinsou offered.

“but for fucking what? he’s the one who’s been taking the lead this whole damn time.” bakugou was growing frustrated while expressing his concerns out loud.

“yeah, so maybe he wants to know if you’re as into him as he’s into you. it’s your turn.”

bakugou slumped back into the couch. “or he doesn’t wanna be my stupid boyfriend.”

before he could react, a pillow was thrown at his face.

the blonde growled, grabbing the pillow and getting ready to throw it back.

“are you fucking dumb? or blind? or both?” shinsou asked.

“what in the fuck do you mean?” bakugou asked, still armed with the pillow.

“kirishima is CRAZY fucking into you, idiot. you both are so you’re both fucking stupid. so ask him to be your goddamn boyfriend and stop acting like disgusting teenagers!” shinsou rolled his eyes after his mini rant.

bakugou blinked.

shinsou sighed loudly before standing up. he marched over to the blonde’s room. he returned seconds later with bakugou’s phone in hand and shoved it into his roommate’s chest.

“call him. invite him over tonight and ask him to be your stupid ass boyfriend,” shinsou demanded.

bakugou looked up at his friend. in this moment, he was so thankful to have shinsou in his life. instead, the blonde scowled as he grabbed his phone. “fine, fuck. whatever.”

shinsou smirked triumphantly.

bakugou dialed kirishima’s number.

the redhead answered almost immediately.

“suki! good morning!” he answered cheerily. god, he was so fucking cute without even knowing it.

bakugou felt himself relax. “morning, ei.”

“what’s up?”

bakugou sighed as he tried to formulate what he wanted to say in his head. “look...uh....can you uh...fuck. come over tonight we’re having chinese and I want to fuckin hang out with you or whatever.”

kirishima boomed with laughter on the other line.

“you sure are smooth and convincing, suki,” kirishima teased.

bakugou chuckled lightly. “fuck off. so will you come or not?”

kirishima yawned. “I was actually planning to go to a party tonight but I’d much rather spend time with you, suki. i’ll be there!”

bakugou’s cheeks immediately grew warm. shinsou laughed at the sight of the blonde’s face increasingly tinting pink.

bakugou smacked his friend’s arm. “oh. ok yeah cool or whatever. come over at 6.”

“okay! see you later then, suki.” kirishima was obviously smiling.

“bye, ei.” bakugou hung up first, his heart pounding from a mere phone call.

shinsou let out a real laugh. “you’re so fucking whipped!”

bakugou snarled. “I will smother you with a fucking pillow, tinky winky!”

shinsou quickly stood up from the couch. “no you won’t! I have to clean and shower before my girlfriend gets here!” he yelled as he ran into his own room.

bakugou rolled his eyes. but he did have a point. he should clean up before kirishima arrived.

——

camie arrived first with bags full of chinese food in her hands. shinsou hurriedly helped her carry the food to the table.

“thanks for feeding us, baby cakes,” shinsou smiled at his girlfriend.

“sure thing, hot stuff,” she threw a wink.

bakugou pretended to gag

“c’mon kat. you know you love us,” camie threw her arms around the blonde.

bakugou tried pushing her off with no real force. “not if you guys make me vomit before I eat.”

shinsou laughed. “do we wait for your man to eat or what?”

camie raised an eyebrow. “your man? kirishima is coming over too?”

bakugou groaned. “yes and we’re staying away from you. we’re gonna be in my room away from the hets.”

“bakugou is gonna ask kirishima to be his boyfriend,” shinsou added.

“OOOO!”

“if I don’t vomit because of you guys i’ll vomit from my fucking nerves,” bakugou confessed.

“you’ll be fine, kat! he’s super into you. don’t be a pussy. I didn’t raise you like that, fool.” camie flicked bakugou’s forehead.

bakugou growled and rubbed his forehead.

then the doorbell rang.

bakugou’s nerves skyrocketed.

shinsou sighed and made his way to answer the door since his friend was frozen for some reason.

“hey kirishima. come on it. bakugou’s in the kitchen,” shinsou held the door open for the redhead.

“thanks, man.” the two exchanged in a handshake and ‘bro hug’. this much, bakugou could see from where he was standing.

kirishima looked fucking gorgeous as always. even if he was just wearing a red hoodie and black skinny jeans. his hair was in a bun too.

bakugou was so gay.

before he knew it, kirishima was right in front of him. “hey suki!” the redhead flashed his million dollar smile.

“hey ei,” bakugou cleared his throat.

suddenly bakugou was wrapped in kirishima’s scent and warmth. bakugou didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around him.

kirishima released him after a moment. he turned his attention towards all the food on the table. “man I can’t wait to eat!”

camie was busying herself emptying the contents of the bags onto the table. “go ahead and dig in, kirishima,” she said in a friendly tone.

kirishima smiled at the girl. “thanks, camie. also here,” he reached into his pocket and pulled out a few dollar bills.

camie was taken aback. “what-“

“for the food! I don’t want to be a mooch or anything,” he said sheepishly.

camie pouted. “kirishima you absolute saint. no it’s fine! it’s on me, don’t worry.”

“are you sure?”

bakugou nudged the player. “just eat, ei. she won’t take it.”

this time kirishima pouted but listened anyway.

the boys served themselves food on some plates and quickly retreated to the blonde’s room. he did not want to stay around for his friends to embarrass him.

they sat on bakugou’s bed with their backs against the pillows. “wanna watch a movie?”

kirishima nodded, already eating.

he boys ate in silence as they enjoyed shrek 2 playing on bakugou’s TV. kirishima was laughing, completely engrossed in the movie while bakugou was having a crisis in his head.

how the hell was he supposed to go about this. does he just pause the movie and ask?

did he set a mood first? how does he set a mood with shrek 2 playing? did he have to initiate some contact? did he have to get somewhat romantic?

bakugou hated all of his options he was hardly ever the one to initiate any of that.

he glanced at the redhead.

kirishima was laughing, his eyes crinkled and nose scrunched as he watched the movie. “I uh i’m wearing ladies underpants,” he said quoting Pinocchio in the movie.

god, bakugou needed to make this man his. he could do this.

bakugou set his plate down on his side table. he took a deep breath.

the blonde scooted closer to kirishima to the point where their shoulders were completely pressed together.

kirishima looked over, smiling softly at him. kirishima draped his arm around bakugou’s shoulders.

bakugou took that opportunity to rest his head on kirishima’s shoulder. for a super buff football player, his shoulder was extremely comfortable.

once again, kirishima was engaged in the movie and bakugou had no idea where to go from there.

bakugou grew frustrated with himself. how could this be so difficult. if he wanted something, he would make sure he got it. but kirishima was out here making him second guess himself.

no, his friends said to go for it. he was not a coward.

bakugou lifted his head. “hey, ei?”

kirishima turned his head. “yeah?”

bakugou licked his lips nervously. “can i ask you something?”

kirishima’s eyebrows furrowed. “of course, suki. what is it?”

bakugou could do this.

“you...you like me right? as more than a friend?” bakugou’s voice came out smaller than he’d hoped.

“well yeah I do. we’ve been going on dates and stuff. have I been giving mixed signals?” kirishima’s expression was now concerned.

“no I just-“ bakugou huffed.

bakugou looked down at his bed sheets. “going on dates and shit is fun i’ve been really fucking happy but...” he dug his nails into his pants. “I want more.”

“more?” kirishima paused. “more dates?”

“no. I mean yes but not- fuck.”

bakugou lifted his head. “ei, I want to be your boyfriend.”

kirishima was clearly taken aback. his eyes widened and he sat frozen.

fuck fuck fuck!

bakugou felt panic start to course through his veins. “d-do you not want to?”

kirishima dropped his arm from the blonde’s shoulders and looked down.

the blonde could feel his heart shattering in that moment.

bakugou didn’t say anything else. he sat in agonizing silence.

kirishima breathed deeply. “suki,” he turned his body to face the blonde. he reached for bakugou’s hands to hold.

bakugou was reluctant but let kirishima hold his hands.

“listen...I want nothing more than to be your boyfriend. I like you so much that it hurts at this point. spending time with you is when i’m happiest. I want to hold you and touch you and kiss you but...I can’t,” kirishima’s smiled sadly.

“why not?” bakugou’s whispered.

“because...” kirishima squeezed the blonde’s hands. “I was scouted. that night of our first date.”

bakugou’s eyes widened. “ei thats fucking amazing wha-“

“suki. I was scounted for the NFL. that’s in america.”

oh.

“america? that’s...cool.”

kirishima was going to leave him. again.

“I accepted the offer,” kirishima added quietly.

bakugou felt an irritating sting in his eyes and a burning in his throat.

“when do you leave?” bakugou’s voice cracked.

“once I graduate.”

bakugou felt the tears slip from his eyes but he could care less. he just got his best friend back. his first love. and he was being ripped away just like that. again.

kirishima reached to wipe the blonde’s tears. “suki...” kirishima bit his lip. “I want to be with you so fucking bad. but I know me leaving would be too hard on both of us a second time. I didn’t want to hurt you...but too late, huh?” his voice cracked this time.

bakugou lifted his head to see the tears gliding down kirishima’s face. that was the moment he knew what heartbreak felt like.

without hesitation, bakugou threw himself into kirishima’s arms. “congratulations, ei. you deserve it.”

bakugou cried freely into kirishima’s hoodie.

“i’m sorry. i’m so sorry, suki.” kirishima whispered. bakugou felt his neck wet from the redhead’s tears.

he only tightened his arms around kirishima as they both cried.

neither of them had any idea what would happen to them after this. but in that moment, all they wanted was to drown in each other’s scent and warmth. they wanted to memorize it. because they didn’t know how many more moments like this they’d share before being torn apart again.