A Whole Different World

Kiribaku Aladdin inspired drabble

Bakugou hated… Hated being cooped up in the palace all of the time. The damn palace guards were blocking him from slipping out after his last escape. He could never understand why his father wouldn't let him venture out on his own, at least into the surrounding city. If this was the boring lifestyle he was destined to lead, then he wished he wasn't a Prince!

Ugh! And all those damn Princesses they'd parade past him. Parties, balls, he even refused to visit the harem his father set up for him. Boring, girly little vixens. All these women wanted was a crown and it didn't matter if they had prowess between the sheets, for Prince Bakugou wanted action!

Then one day, as he lounges on the balcony, large trumpets signal the arrival of a new diginitary to Agrabah. Bakugou looks over fearing that it was yet another territorial Princess, but sees a man standing atop an elephant. It was a Prince, handsomely dressed, with fiery red hair beneath a jeweled turban.

Finally, someone that looked interesting!

Prince Bakugou rushes down to see this man for himself.

"Welcome," he sees his father greet the man.

The red-haired young man bows, "your majesty, I am Prince Kirishima and have come to meet your son Prince Bakugou."

"What business would you have with my son?" The King questions his intentions. "If this is of state affairs, I would be the one to speak to."

Kirishima waves a hand with a chuckle, "no, sir, I simply wish to meet other Princes for the purpose of friendship…" he spies Bakugou walking into the room and smirks, "…or other pleasures."

"Ah!" The King laughs and signals to his son to come closer. "Yes, two young men could have a lot of fun together!"

While the King's meaning of fun was more along the lines of games or sport, Kirishima has other things in mind. And by the way Bakugou responded with narrowed eyes, he had a feeling the Prince may very well know what 'other' pleasures were being spoken of.

"Bakugou, please meet Prince Kirishima," he gestures to the foreign guest. "I will leave his visit to you." The King walks away, leaving the two young men alone.

Something didn't sit right with Prince Bakugou. This man felt familiar to him, but he was certain he'd never met a Prince Kirishima before. He crosses his arms, "why are you here?"

"Palace life is rather boring, wouldn't you agree? I've come to hang out with you."

"Tch, you got that right. But I still don't know why you care."

"All in due time Prince Bakugou," the man winks and follows the servants who've arrived to escort him to a room.

That night after a banquet held in Prince Kirishima's honor, the men retired to their rooms without much verbal conversation. Kirishima had done a great job wooing the King and his other guests with fanciful tales. Of genies and hidden caves full of riches. No one believed any of it, but the way he spun the stories made them exciting to listen to.

But Bakugou had sat through it all very much annoyed, for it only reminded him of how much he hated his life. He was so jealous of Kirishima! He wanted to go off on adventures too! He dreamed of hunting exotic creatures or exploring past the boundaries of this kingdom!

As he sat in his room reflecting on such miseries, Bakugou groaned. Maybe he'll just run away…

"Psst!"

Bakugou raises his head and sees Kirishima standing just past the railing of his balcony… 3 floors above the ground! "What the fuck?!" He jumps to his feet and rushes over to the edge, seeing the man standing upon a flying magic carpet.

Kirishima grins and holds out a hand, "join me Prince Bakugou for I shall show you a whole new world."

The Prince hesitates to take Kirishima's hand. Such an offer was very tempting indeed, but dreaming about it and taking the plunge were two very different things.

"Come now Prince, when did you last let your heart decide? I can open your eyes and show you a new fantastic point of view. With no one to tell us no, or where to go. I promise," Kirishima places a hand over his heart, "you're not dreaming."

After a slight pause, Bakugou takes the proffered hand and Kirishima helps him to climb over the stone railing onto the flying carpet. He still couldn't believe this was happening. For starters, he was now sitting on a flying piece of fabric!

Once Kirishima took a place next to him they take off, soaring through the air above the city. He was dazzled by the glow of oil lamps below and the endless diamond sky above. It was such a crystal-clear night! Bakugou turns to Kirishima, his face lightly heated. There was an indescribable feeling running through his body, and it was all because of the man beside him.

He didn't know what was happening to him. It was magical and yet, Bakugou closes his eyes, visceral. A quickening of his heart, a stirring in his groin, an awakening at the depths of his soul. Without looking and keeping his eyes closed tightly to the visions, the Prince fumbles for Kirishima's hand.

"So…" Bakugous voice is but a whisper, "a whole new world you say?"

Kirishima blushes from the contact but maintains an even tone. "Yeah, just for you and me."

The Prince opens his eyes. "I feel like a shooting star whose dreams have just been made true. There's thousands of things I wanna see, new horizons I want to pursue! And you swear, you'll share this whole new world with me?"

"Yes." Kirishima brings Bakugou's hand to his lips and kisses the back of it. "I would be thrilled to share these adventures with you. It would be a never-ending chase and wondrous place, just for you and me."

"Why do this for me Eijiro?"

Kirishima's eyes widen, "wait you knew it was me?!"

"Tch! Of course, I did! I recognized your face and that red-ass hair you got so you can drop the Prince bullshit. But," Bakugou averts his eyes as the heat rises in his cheeks again, "I'm glad you came back for me."

"I really could show you a whole different world Katsuki." The man blushes. "I like you a lot…"

Bakugou squeezes Kirishima's hand with a smirk. "Then show me!"