Another day, another villain. It was almost never ending. It was a whole other thing when you were still 8n highschool, because you had to find a way to mesh comprehensive training with your personal studies. You had to keep yourself in top shape, be prepared for any pop quiz, be able to follow through with strenuous class activities. On top of finals, fighting villains, and attempting to keep a somewhat normal students day to day life. It put Kirishima in an awkward position with his tutor and boyfriend. He hadn't been able to spend much time with him due to his own schedule, and the blondes remedial classes.
Admittedly he was jealous of the time Todoroki got to spend with his beloved blonde. To him, Bakugo reminded him of a prickly pear in every way. His tough and thorny exterior protected his softer side. But he didn't want anyone else to discover this.
He watched said blonde laid out on his stomach, reading a comic. He was supposed to be helping him study. Lately, Bakugo had been visiting him more frequently under the guise of studying, or video gaming. He supposed it was his way of saying he missed him. Becoming a hero was hard, especially when your relationships suffered from it. But once they graduated, they could move in together. It was a secret plan that was forming in his head, gaining more steam as they got closer to the end of the year. He could just imagine both of them coming home from whatever agency they worked at–if not together– giving him a kiss before they argued over what to have for dinner. Eventually agreeing to some disastrous spicy beef dish and cooking it together, sitting down at the table to eat their meal together, before the rest of the night took on it's own kind of spice. It was so much more than just sex. Everytime he kissed or touched him felt like it was the first time again, and he never wanted to let that go.
But before he got too wrapped up in daydreaming about the future, he had to finish his homework, and then pay attention to his neglected boyfriend. "Bakugooooo.." He stood from his desk to stretch lazily before throwing himself onto the blonde, smirking at the grunt he got in reply.
"Idiot…you're heavy. " the irritable teen snapped as he turned a page.
"But you're supposed to be helping me." Kirishima retorted, slipping his arms underneath his boyfriend to hold him closer to his chest. "I need your help to pass this test." He added, before biting Bakugo's ear gently. He didn't miss the slightest flush of color before the flesh was pulled from his grip jerkily.
"Mn, what the fuck do I get from helping your stupid ass?" Bakugo hissed savagely. "It's going to take alot of coffee and alot of sugar just to get you to fucking listen!"
Kirishima grinned wolfishly. "But the resulting rush should be very pleasant for you." He purred as he rubbed against the blondes backside. "Give me a caffeine and sugar high, fill me with knowledge, and you'll reap the benefits at the end." He promised.
Bakugo sulked in response when his face felt hot. "I was done reading, anyways. Get the fuck off me and start some coffee."