Prompt: "Right now, I don't know if I want to kiss you or shove you off a bridge." "Can I pick?"
**Notes: Mineta is suspended and will not be showing up (much to everyone's delight).
Summary: It's Bakugou's birthday. Despite the blonde's attempts to keep the event on the down-low and just let the day pass, his classmates aren't having any of it.
Bakugou had extremely quick reflexes. He could see an attack coming from Uraraka a split second before he was hit. He could catch something being thrown at him, whether it be a ball or or perhaps a piece of food, centimeters from his face. Yes, it was very safe to say that his reflexes were one of the best, if not the best. But his ridiculously quick reaction time could not save him from the hell that had approached him that early morning.
To his defense, he had been sleeping peacefully in his room. It was the the dawn of what should've been a normal school day, and the alarm had not yet gone off in his room. If he hadn't been sleeping, he would've heard the creak of his door opening. He would've caught the soft footsteps that entered his room.
However, he had been sleeping and was abruptly awakened ten minutes before his alarm went off by the sudden drop of several pounds onto his chest.
Pop pop pop pop.
"BAKU-BRO! IT'S US!" a familiar, annoying voice yelped. There was a small thump, signifying someone had fallen off the pile on his chest.
Good, he thought savagely. Whichever fucker decided to wake him up earlier than his alarm deserved to fucking—
"DIE!" he screamed, his hand exploded and the explosion startled the rest of the extras who dropped onto him, making them all simultaneously tumble off his bed. Only one person
remained, having hardened quick enough to defend against the sudden attack.
"Morning babe!" Kirishima Eijirou beamed happily at his boyfriend and swooped down to kiss him on the cheek. "Happy birthday!"
He opened an eye to peer up at his redheaded boyfriend. "What the actual fuck are you doing here?" he growled, pushing Kirishima away so he could sit up. He rubbed his eyes, feeling irritated. However, whatever negative emotions he had been feeling was quickly swept away at the sight of Kirishima's bright smile. He felt his heartbeat rapidly speed up and he cursed under his breath and looked away from the sunshine that was Kirishima Eijirou. He had it so fucking bad.
"We wanted to wake you up, Baku-bro!" called a voice on the floor. Oh right, there were other people in the room. "Happy birthday!"
He scowled and looked down at the pile on the floor. Discount Pikachu, Raccoon Eyes, and Flat Face. Of course.
"Cool, you did it. Get the fuck out of my room," he deadpanned, prodding them with his foot.
A devilish smirk appeared on Raccoon Eyes's face. "Oh, so you can be alone with Kiri? Will do!" she said cheerfully, and hauled herself and the other two extras up. "Let's go boys! Baku wants some private time with his boyfriend!" She flashed a wink at a red Kirishima and a fuming Bakugou as she dragged the other two, protesting boys out of the room.
"Fucking hell, must they be so annoying in the morning?" Bakugou grumbled, running a hand through his blonde spikes.
Kirishima laughed, directing Bakugou's attention to him. "They only wanted to be good friends and wish you a happy birthday, babe."
"They could've been less annoying about it," he muttered, crawling back under his sheets. "I'm going back to sleep."
The redhead blinked. "So…should I leave?" he asked.
Bakugou opened an eye to stare down Kirishima. "What the fuck do you think?" he snapped. "I haven't kicked you out for a reason. Get over here, Eijirou."
Kirishima visibly brightened as he slipped under the covers next to Bakugou. He wrapped his arms around the other male's waist and pulled him closer. His lips ghosted the shell of Bakugou's shell, as he whispered, "Happy birthday sweetheart. I love you."
Bakugou burrowed his face into Kirishima's chest, feeling his face burn. "Tch. Fucking love you too."
A soft kiss planted itself onto the blonde's forehead, and then onto his eyes, one on each. They trailed to his cheeks, his nose, his jawline. Bakugou felt his face burn a deeper shade of red as his adorable sunshine boyfriend peppered his face with kisses.
"I love you. I love you. I love you," Kirishima whispered after each kiss. His lips finally met Bakugou's in a sweet kiss that lasted longer than the others. When he pulled away, he gently traced his blatantly blushing boyfriend's face, thumbing over the scars. "God, I love you so fucking much Katsuki. I'm so glad you were born into this world today, because you are my world and my everything, Katsuki."
Bakugou found himself at a loss for words. Which was extremely often whenever he was alone with Kirishima. But he always worked best through actions, and so he grabbed Kirishima's face and pulled him down for a surprisingly gentle kiss. His boyfriend responded eagerly, and Bakugou found himself winding his hands through the redhead's hair as they kissed again, again, and again.
When they finally broke away, Bakugou traced Kirishima's lips and ran his thumb over his cheek. Stupid fucking sunshine, he thought. But Kirishima was his stupid fucking sunshine, and holy hell, he didn't think he could be any luckier or happier.
"Eijirou, I—"
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
Bakugou let out a string of impressive curse words as he muttered "don't fucking move" to Kirishima, and rolled over to hit snooze on his phone. He turned back over to face his amusedly beautiful boyfriend, eyes flashing with indescribable emotion.
"Eijirou, you are my fucking sunshine," he whispered, before peppering kisses over the other's face.
A radiant smile lit up Kirishima's face and he leaned in for another kiss, which Bakugou responded to without hesitation. The kiss became more heated as tongues were added, hands running through hair and over each other, sheets tangling at their feet. They rolled over, with Bakugou easily pinning down Kirishima as he began to trail his kisses down his neck.
"Suki…not now," Kirishima whispered, but his words contradicted himself as he let out a small gasp at the sudden bite. "Suki!"
"Fuck…" Bakugou growled out, between kisses. "Eijirou…!"
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
Kirishima laughed as the alarm went off and Bakugou's face contorted into a furious glare. There was a familiar pop from his Quirk and in the rush to save Bakugou's bed and phone, Kirishima grabbed his boyfriend's hand.
"We'll finish them later, alright babe? Because right now, we really need to get ready for class," he said with a wide grin, knowing it would help diffuse the other.
Bakugou sighed at the interruption and leaned over to kiss Kirishima just below his ear, turning the redhead a steaming red.
"Fucking fine," he grumbled, before getting up to grab his school uniform. Kirishima rolled off the bed and started for the door, before he turned and said, "Hey Katsuki?"
"What?"
"Happy birthday sweetheart."
It wasn't hard to find his friends at least. They were unarguably the loudest, most over-the-top table at lunchtime that day, and they weren't alone.
The entirety of Class 1-A surrounded Bakugou's usual table, and it was decorated with the gaudiest decorations ever seen to mankind, followed by a ridiculous amount of confetti on the floor. The whole sight made Bakugou face palm, while Kirishima rubbed soothing circles on his back.
"They're excited babe. Give them a break," he said, trying to ease the blonde.
"Fucking extras," was the returning answer, before Bakugou grabbed Kirishima's hand and marched them over to their table. "Let's get this fucking over with."
"Happy birthday Baku-bro!" sang Mina, Kaminari, and Sero in unison. They wore little party hats; Mina with a typical birthday pink cone hat, Kaminari with a Pikachu hate, and Sero with a fedora. Mina grinned widely as she reached for a golden crown and dropped it onto Bakugou's head, while Kaminari crowned a cheerful Kirishima with a red flower crown.
"You fuck munches are stupid," Bakugou announced.
"Yeah, yeah, we know," Mina said dismissively as Midoriya and his friends swarmed Bakugou.
"Happy birthday Kacchan!" Midoriya beamed and hugged his childhood friend, causing the other to shove him away. He wore a bright, sparkly green hat that matched his usual color scheme.
"Fuck off Deku," he growled, but Midoriya had already turned and waved. The rest of his friends, Uraraka with a bunny headband, Tsuyu with a frog hat, Iida with a plastic firefighter hat, and Todoroki with a pizza hat, smiled (except for Todoroki) and said their birthday wishes, before following Midoriya.
"Having a good day?" Kirishima asked with a knowing grin, leaning over to give his boyfriend a chaste kiss.
"It's fucking whatever," Bakugou muttered, and the redhead's grin grew. The blonde was having fun, despite his surly attitude.
"Just wait until tonight!" Kirishima said excitedly. "Mina's quite the party planner—"
A pink hand slammed over the redhead's mouth, preventing him from saying any more. "Don't tell him everything Kiri! Or it'll ruin the fun!" Mina complained with a smile.
Kirishima rolled his eyes just as playfully and removed the girl's hand from his fine. "If you insist, Mina! But it's not manly to keep secrets."
"This one is a good one, trust me!" With those words, she bounded away to chat with Hagakure. Kirishima could only smile and he turned his attention to Bakugou, who was eating his lunch in peace.
"What?" he snapped, but blinked as Kirishima reached up to fix his crown.
"Your crown is tilted, my king," he teased, before pecking him on the cheek. "There! You're all fixed!"
Bakugou rolled his eyes and looked away with a scowl as he picked up his juice box, feeling a blush rise from his neck at Kirishima's radiant smile. Really, his boyfriend was way too cute for his own good.
If Kirishima was right about anything, it was that Mina was quite the party planner. The common room had been decorated in bright streamers and red, orange, black, and yellow balloons (courtesy of Yaoyorozu). His favorite songs, both American and Japanese, played from speakers that Jirou was managing. The food served was albeit mostly snacks and finger foods, but there were also a few main course dishes that Uraraka and Satou made to go with it. Satou had also made his birthday cake, and Bakugou was pleased to see that it was a ice cream coffee cake that he always enjoyed eating. Deku probably told them, Bakugou thought idly as he got thrown into another round of Mario Kart in front of the TV.
"I'm gonna fucking kick your asses!" he shouted, selecting Bowser as his character and proceeded to build his kart.
"Pftt! As if!" Kaminari laughed good naturedly as he selected Lemmy.
"Oh please! You're all going down," Jirou grinned, choosing King Boo.
Midoriya scratched his head nervously as he picked Yoshi. "Ah, no need to fight…"
"SHUT UP DEKU! I'M KICKING ALL OF YOUR ASSES!"
"We'll see about that!" Kaminari challenged back.
The race started and the rest of the class gathered around to watch.
"Yeah! You go babe!" Kirishima cheered. He was sitting on the floor, leaning against his boyfriend's legs.
"C'mon Kaminari! Don't go whey on us!" Sero joked.
"Go Deku-kun!" Uraraka cheered.
Four races later, Bakugou stood on the couch, shouting wildly as the results were displayed at on the TV.
"HA! TAKE YOU THAT YOU EXTRAS! UNDISPUTED VICTORY!"
"Goddammit!" Kaminari groaned, throwing his controller down. He had placed 9th. "I would've placed if someone didn't hit me with that damn red shell!"
Jirou smirked at her second place win, leaning back in her seat. "All's fair in love and Mario Kart, Kami."
"Wheyyyy."
"Ah, so close!" Midoriya sighed, staring forlornly at his fourth place.
"Alright, down Katsuki," Kirishima sighed, patting his boyfriend's legs, hoping to get him to sit back down.
Thankfully he relented and passed on his controller to Sero, while Mina took the advantage to pass out cake slices.
"Alright! Let's do gifts real quick and then we get back to war!" Mina shouted, causing the rest of the class to cheer.
They settled against the couches and on the floor, gathering around the small pile of gifts near their fireplace. Bakugou sighed and began the tedious event of opening gifts and skimming birthday cards.
From the 'Bakusquad', they had given him a pile of gag gifts, ranging from Kaminari's Cursing Generator book, to Mina's book of Things Not To Masterbate To, causing Iida to choke over his own spit.
Deku and his friends had gotten him more clothes, a few specializing in hiking wear. Todoroki had been bold enough to blatantly hand him a box of condoms, which turned everyone's face pink. It had been conveniently followed up by massage oil from Aoyama and everyone had just about face palmed into the wall.
Momo and Sato had gifted cooking related objects, Shoji and Koda had gotten him All Might socks and gloves, Jirou had given him a mug shaped like a skull, Tokoyami a sword, Hagakure had handed him a some cologne, and Ojiro had gotten him a skull hoodie.
"Oi, Shitty Hair—" Bakugou began, before he realized that Kirishima had mysteriously left the room. "Where the fuck did he go?" he scowled.
Mina giggled. "He said something about preparing your gift in your room. Maybe you should go check right now. I'll finish cleaning up."
Something about the pink haired girl's tone threw him off; however, he chose to ignore it and head up to his room. As the elevator doors closed, he heard a burst of laughter and 'awws' come from the common room.
As soon as the elevator door opened to his floor, he headed over to his room and readied himself for whatever was inside. He placed a hand on the doorknob, inhaling and exhaling. His heartbeat began to increase. Fucking hell, it's just Eijirou, he thought. No need to panic.
He turned the doorknob and his jaw fell to the floor at the sight before him.
There, lying on his bed, was Kirishima Eijirou, dressed in a shark onesie, wearing fucking red crocs. His dorky boyfriend flashed him a smile and a playful, yet flirty wink.
"Hey babe, like what you see?" he joked, a wide, happy grin on his face.
Un-fucking-believable.
That settled it; his boyfriend was an absolute idiot. At least he was a cute idiot.
"Actually, I don't know whether I want to fucking kiss you or fucking shove you off a bridge for wearing those godawful crocs in my goddamn room. You look like a fucking disaster," he deadpanned.
Kirishima's grin widened, undeterred. "Can I pick for you then?"
Bakugou rolled his eyes and walked over to sit next to Kirishima. "You're a shitty little dork," he deadpanned, before kissing Kirishima on the lips. The redhead met his boyfriend's stare confidently. "So I can assume that you're gonna kiss me?"
"Shut the fuck up and take off your clothes. If I see you in that damned onesie or those fucking crocs any longer, I'm really gonna fucking shove you off a bridge," he said, before leaning forward to kiss him again.
"Love you too."
Needless to say, it was definitely Bakugou's favorite birthday.
i love everything about this, except that weak ass ending.
hope you enjoyed!
- soul