Author's Note: This is my first KiriDeku fic! Please be kind to me! I don't own Boku no Hero Academia.

Just Kinda Cute

Chapter 1

It all started during their first year of high school.

Kirishima wasn't exactly sure when but he remembers seeing Midoriya in his full naked glory in the locker room. The first thing he thought upon seeing him was daaaaaaamn, he ripped! The second thing that came across his mind was how he wanted to slide his cock in between those huge ass pecs.

That night, he had a dream of doing just that. But in his dream, while his length was sliding between Midoriya's plump pecs, Midoriya was looking at him with these dreamy, aroused eyes as he gave the pinkish head of Karishima's dick a teasing lick.

"Kirishima," He cooed before engulfing Kirishima's length with one fatal swoop.

Instead of feeling the warm wetness of Midoriya's mouth, Kirishima wakes up with his cum drenching his boxers, disgustingly sticking against his skin. With that said, he grabbed some tissues and immediately changed his underwear. Throughout it all, his face was madly flushed.

Yeah, that's how everything started.

He laid down low after that. Kirishima didn't want other people to know that he's lusting over his classmate. How the image of Midoriya glistening after he finished his shower while wearing a towel lowly on his hips was Kirishima's fap material for quite sometime. He especially doesn't want Bakugo to know. After all, Bakugo is awfully protective of Midoriya whether admits it or not.

The damn tsundere.

But he couldn't help himself, you know. Especially when Midoriya just keep on being... himself! He's just so... adorable and innocent... and manly and hot... at the same time! Man, what a package he is. You surely wouldn't blame him if he finds himself daydreaming about what Midoriya's soft, pinkish lips would feel against his.

It only got worse during their second year in UA when Kaminari Denki and Ashido Mina (those two partners-in-crime) somehow smuggled a box of beer inside their dorm. Everyone knew it was a sure win to an expulsion if they get caught, but Kaminari has balls of steel (or maybe he's just a plain idiot, who knows) and somehow managed to convince the majority of their class to drink with them. ("WHOEVER DOESN'T JOIN WON'T GET ME TO CHARGE THEIR PHONE EVER AGAIN!") YaoMomo obviously didn't join them. Iida surprisingly did. In his defense, he wanted to prevent the class from being too rowdy but it really only made sense later in life why he bothered joining.

And so they played spin the bottle, truth or dare. The night was surprisingly fun. Everyone spilled stupid secrets about them or they get to do harmless but embarrassing tasks. Nothing too extreme.

Until it was Midoriya's turn.

"Deku-kun!" Uraraka slurred, resting her head on Iida's shoulders. She was obviously drunk. Iida kept quiet, his face was completely red and it wasn't due to the alcohol. "Kiss Todoroki-kun!"

Everyone was too drunk out of their minds to find this 'too much'. They all cheered like a bunch of idiots instead and started chanting, "kiss!" Bakugo (who was, believe it or not, present) unsteadily rose up in anger, his hands balled into a fist.

"The fuck are you telling him to do, Round face—" Bakugo snapped, though he was less menacing than usual because of his swaying stance and almost incoherent way of speaking.

Todoroki, sitting just beside Midoriya, grabbed him by the face and proceeded to shove his tongue inside of Midoriya's mouth.

"What the fuck—" Ashido roared.

"You wild!" Kaminari cheered.

"Atta boi!" Uraraka raised her fist up in the air.

Kirishima could only gawk, watching Todoroki literally eat up Midoriya's face. He never really thought that kissing was anything special since Kirishima was the type to skip to the actual sex scenes in porn. But, damn, this was hotter than any porn he has ever seen! Their tongues were entwined, languidly moving against each other. Todoroki nipped at Midoriya's lower lip and Kami-sama, that moan!

"Okay, time out!" Iida pulled Todoroki away, leaving a string of saliva as they separated. "You're causing way too much excitement."

You bet they did.

Kirishima went out before the drinking party ended. He immediately went to his room and beat his meat at the thought of what transpired. Oh how he wish he was the one making Midoriya moan like that. If a kiss was enough to elicit that much of a reaction out of him, imagine if they did something more—

It took him another year, in their third year of high school, before he finally admitted to himself that he's kinda into Izuku. It's weird, you might think, because he rarely has any interaction with him. Sure, he was with him during the mission to save Eri-chan, he occasionally trains with him in class, plus he gets into close contact with Midoriya whenever Bakugo is arguing with him and Kirishima has to hold the explosive blond hair off.

But maybe that's the reason he's so into him. The few interactions with him is an event to cherish, those soft chuckles and heart-warming smiles directed at him... Oh Kami-sama, what an angel this mascular yet soft boy is.

But before he admitted so, he needed to talk to his best friend.

"So Bakugo," He tries to bring up the topic while they're eating lunch at the cafeteria. "hey, um... I wanna, haha, talk to you about something—"

"Spit it out, Kirishima." He's been calling him by his real name for quite some time now. It really shows how close they are. "What's with you acting all nervous? You creeping me out."

Ah, direct to the point as usual. Kirishima thought.

"Are you in love with Midoriya?"

Bakugo chokes on his sandwich. Kirishima hurriedly passed him his bottles water. The blondie chugs it out without missing a beat.

"Where the fuck did that come from?!" He shouts, causing other students to look at them.

Kirishima leans down, not really wanting this attention right now.

"I gotta tell you something," He takes a deep breath. "I think I like Midoriya."

Bakugo stares at him, scarlet red eyes wide. It took him a few seconds to catch his bearings.

"Where the fuck did that come from?" He repeats what he said, this time with a softer voice.

"I don't know!" Honestly, he doesn't. "But I gotta know if you like him because if you do, I'll back off—"

"You're gonna make a move?"

"I don't know!" He doesn't know that as well.

Bakugo rests his back on the chair rest, crossing his arms. "I don't like Deku that way. In fact, I don't like him at all."

Liar

"But he's an important person to me," Bakugo surprisingly admits, although with an growl. "So if you're asking for permission, which I'm still wondering why you need one, go knock yourself out."

Crimson eyes widen in delight. "Thanks man!"

"Just..." Bakugo looks away. "Don't hurt him or anything. Else I'm gonna beat the fuck out of you."

Kirishima does a salute. Bakugo smacks the back of his head.

But Bakugo needn't worry because it took years, when they were finally pro heroes, before Kirishima finally got closer with Midoriya.

It happened during their class reunion, they were drinking (again) at a Korean barbeque place that was always frequented by pro heroes like themselves.

Kirishima found out that in a span of a few years, his classmates, ahem, former classmates have become quite a bunch of successful heroes. Todoroki, Bakugo, and Midoriya have been constantly ranking on the top hero list. For such rookie heroes, they're already outranking their senpais. He finds out that Iida and Uraraka are dating. Well, yeah, they were close back then in high school but they didn't seem that close.

Or were they?

He heard a lot of stories from his friends and it gave him a sad nostalic tinge. From across the table, he watches a red-faced, tipsy Midoriya as he laughed at Uraraka's joke.

He has such beautiful lips.

Kirishima shakes his head, not wanting to think of this right now because he's na spiral again to that one fateful night. But it can't be helped. After all, this is the first time in a while since he's seen the apple of his eye.

Did he use that idiom (?) right?

It was past 2 AM when they finally started going home. Majority of his friends are wasted. Just like that night. Midoriya looks okay, although flushed, he was still coherrent.

Bakugo, a light weight that he was, was slightly making a scene more so than usual, screaming how he's gonna outrank both Deku and the half-and-half bastard one of these days. Todoroki doesn't pay him any mind, casually drinking from a glass of water while Deku could only laugh just to humor him.

The crowd slowly dispered until everyone finally left. For some reason, he finds himself walking Bakugo home.

Together with Midoriya.

"Sorry for dragging you along, Kirishima." He smiles apologetically.

The alley was deserted except for the three of them. Bakugo's arms are draped around their shoulders, dragging the man who is currently light on his feet. In all honesty, either of them can carry Bakugo on piggy back or bridal style without a sweat. But they both know Bakugo wouldn't let them see another daylight once he sobers out if they did.

Kirishima shakes his head, secretly thanking Kami-sama for the opportunity to have this moment with him.

"Nah, man. It's fine. It's my duty to bring my friend home safely."

Midoriya chuckles. "You really are a kind person, Kirishima-kun."

Kirishima scratches the side of his face, feeling a blush creep on his face. "You're giving me too much credit."

"But you are!" Midoriya insisted. "I'm actually grateful that you befriended him. You really changed him, Kirishima. Because of you, he even has... You do know the media calls you and your friends as the Bakusquad, right?"

"Yeah, Bakugo found that irritating at first but it just stayed."

"I'm glad Bakugo finally have someone he can consider as his group of friends." Midoriya says. "He's surprisingly a lonely person. It's all thanks to you."

"You care about him a lot," Not like he's jealous or anything.

Green eyes widen. "Oh, r-r-really? Did it come across as such?"

Kirishima, finding it both cute and unnerving to see Midoriya act like that as soon as he mentions his relationship with Bakugo, couldn't help but ask.

"Sorry for asking, Midoriya but... Do you have a thing with Bakugo?"

Midoriya chokes. "Where'd that come from?" They even have the same reaction.

"I don't know, man." Kirishima shrugs. "I always thought you guys would... You know."

"I thought you guys would date after we graduate from UA!"

"We get that a lot." He laughs. "But we're nothing like that that. He's my best bro and my tightest friend. But nothing more than that."

Midoriya seems relieved. "I'm glad."

He acts like he didn't hear that.

"So..." Kirishima says, not wanting to drop the topic. "Do you?"

"No!" He splutters incredulously. "He's Kacchan! I could never do that to Kacchan! He's like a brother to me, well a brother that bullies me non-stop! But you get the point."

Kirisihima nods. "Yeah, I do." He tries not to sound too happy about it.

After that, they walked in utter silence until they finally arrived at Bakugo's apartment.

Kirishima grabs Bakugo's keys from his wallet and opens the door. They placed Kacchan at his bed and covered him with his comforter to prevent him from catching a cold. A hangover is hard enough.

"You think he'll be fine?" Midoriya gives his childhood friend a worried glance.

"Yeah, that's what I do all the time." Kirishima assured, closing the lights and opening Bakugo's door to exit. "Let's go, Midoriya."

He nods and they both leave the apartment.

Once they're outside, they are once again surrounded by a cloud of silence. This is the first Kirishima had a one-on-one encounter with Midoriya and he doesn't know what to do.

"So I guess, it's time for us to go home?" Kirishima awkwardly stated the obvious.

"Would you like me to stay with you while we wait for a cab?"

Scarlet red eyes widen, his heart started beating as fast as a hummingbird's.

"Cool." He grins, trying to hide his excitement yet his whole legs were shaking like jelly.

Midoriya smiles back. "Cool."

They look for a cab waiting shed and quietly sat down. Kirishima feels like his heart is going to burst. He wonders, in this prolonged silence, can Midoriya hear how loud his heart was beating? Probably not, but he was afraid still. He never thought that he'd be spending time with his first love, he still wasn't mentally ready for this. Kami-sama, he wants to slam his face against the wall just to shake this horrible feeling.

"This is our first time like this," Midoriya breaks the silence as if he was reading Kirishima's mind.

"Yeah." Kirishima nods. "The first time."

"I've always wanted to spend time with you and get to know you better when we were in UA but I never had the change to," Midoriya chuckles. "I guess nows the perfect time for that, right?"

"Dude, same!" Although he wants to get to know him for a different reason. "I mean, if you want to hang out, you can just contact me or something... Heh... heh..."

Shit, is this his lame attempt of asking Midoriya out?

Green eyes widen in surprise. Kirishima wanted to strangle himself.

"That'd be great!" He says enthusiastically. "But I'm afraid I don't have your number..."

Oh, Kami-sama! Is this what he thinks it is?

"Oh, sure... Lemme register you—" Kirishima fishes out his phone from his pocket. "There!"

Midoriya smiles appreciatively. "Thank you, Kirishima."

"I mean, that was sudden but I'd like to hang out with an old pal of mine!"

There was a sudden hint of sadness in those dark green eyes.

"Anyway, Midoriya—"

"Deku."

"Hero Deku?"

"No, silly!" He laughs, what a lovely song it was. "Call me Deku, that's what our friends call me, anyway."

"Oh, then call me Eijirou—" Midoriya turns a bright red like a stop light. "—Or Kiri, whatever floats your boat, man!"

"Kiri it is." Deku nods.

"So... when do you wanna hang out— I mean, of course I know you're busy and stuff so it might not be possible in—" Does he sound over eager? He hopes he doesn't.

"I'm free during Sundays." Deku says. "Or are Sundays not good for you...?"

"No, Sunday is great! Where'd you wanna go?"

"Let's chill in some place... Like my apartment?"

"Your what?" Kirishima turns bright red just like his hair. "Yo, aren't we going too fast?" He tries to joke around, not wanting this to be awkward.

"Is it?" Midoriya tilts his head to the side like an innocent puppy. "Let's just play video games or something?"

"V-v-video games, huh?" Kirishima laughs nervously, not like he's disappointed by anything. Of course this was what Midoriya meant. "Fine by me. Do you play Animal Crossing?"

Midoriya's eyes shine bright like a diamond. "You bet I do! Can I visit your town?"

"Of course! Lemme see your museum, I wanna compare if it's as cool as mine!"

Midoriya pouts. "You dare underestimate me?"

God, you're so damn cute.

And so Sunday it is.

Author's Note: Oh Kirishima, you innocent boi. One does not simply invite you to their apartment to play Animal Crossing :( Especially not Midoriya the hoe.