Campfire Revelation
Bakudeku flash fic
Their training session deep in the mountains was so boring to Bakugou. What did they expect out them, learn survival tactics? Fight wild animals? Fuck it if he understood. Most of the class had gone off to bed already leaving just he and Deku left beside the bonfire. Well, it was a bon fire earlier, but now more like a dying but normal campfire.
He looks over and sees his childhood friend scribbling in his journal. Tch. What possible information had the man gleaned from this pointless exercise! It always irked him to see the man hunched over that thing so focused and possessed. That was it! He was annoyed, so why not redirect some of his frustration to Deku. Worked in the past, right?
"Gimme that book," he swipes the journal from Midoriya's hands. "What the fuck could be.. so… interesting!" Holy shit!
"Give it back!" The embarrassed young man tries to take the book back but Bakugou pivots and turns his back to the man. His eyes were wild, staring at what was on the page! Seriously! This is what Deku was writing about! "Kaachan, I can explain!"
He whips back around to face Midoriya who's gone beet red and was shaking from head to toe. "You better nerd and make it quick!"
"W-Well, y-you see Kaachan I… It started… well I don't know when it started," Midoriya rubs at the back of his neck, "but I l-like you…"
Bakugou was struggling to process the information. He saw the hearts and doodles in the book. The M 3 B's and all the trimmings. But to hear those words spoken aloud… It was an emotion buried away in Bakugou. A truth hidden so deep because he feared rejection, yet now thrust to the surface with the reciprocal answer. Midoriya felt the same way he did.
"And, I just didn't think you'd… I-I was never gonna tell you this! Please don't be mad, I won't tell anyone, I swear!"
"Can you shit up for a second." Bakugou needed a moment to think straight. What do you do with this information? Should he act upon it or just totally ignore it all?
In the meantime, Midoriya had dropped back onto the log he was sitting on, burying his face in his arms. Gah! He was so embarrassed! Bakugou was never supposed to know he had a crush on him. Now how is he supposed to behave around his childhood friend? This was such a disaster!
"Stand up," Bakugou finally demands of the man, gritting out those two words. "Don't make me make you stand up Deku."
Midoriya hesitates, but does as he's asked, still keeping a slight distance between them.
Bakugou steps forward, quicker than Midoriya can react and grabs the man by the shoulders. "Don't you dare say a word of this to anyone!" But before Midoriya could even agree, Bakugou crashes his lips against the startled young man, stealing a pressure driven kiss. He runs his hand behind, cupping Midoriyas neck. "No one," he whispers against the young man's ear, "understood?"
"Y-Yes, Kaachan!" Midoriya stammers, desperately trying to control his weakening knees.
"Good!" Bakugou kisses him one more time before letting go and simply stalking away to his own tent.
"Holy crap!" Modoriya murmurs. He trails his fingers along his lips, savoring the warmth still left behind by the hot head. He picks up the now discarded journal and heads toward his own tent. Well that went better than expected!