(Back to my bb boi Bakugou ;-;) (I'm also about to give you a really soft sweet chapter to make up for all of that^- I also decided that as their form of 'quarantine', they get to be trapped with their families in the dorms, oh and it also gets spicy on multiple occasions)
Bakugou hung Kirishima's bag on his shoulder, grabbing his phone with his other hand. It had been four days since Kirishima had his surgery, and since it wasn't too bad of a surgery, they were sending them back home- or to the dorms since they couldn't go back home. It wasn't safe.
The teachers had agreed to allow the students' families to stay in the dorms, so when they got there, their families would all be there to greet them. Hopefully that'd make it feel a little bit more like home.
Both boys were going to be sore for a while. And Kirishima had to change his bandages at least twice a day, and had to be really careful when he showered.
Bakugou was supposed to keep an eye on him and they were both ordered to remind each other to take care of themselves. Bakugou had to make sure his ear infection didn't flare up or come back, so he had to take care of them. He had to drink a lot of water to try and drain out whatever chemical was in his arms. Kirishima had to do the same.
Whatever explosion thing Silver Thread had done to them, it had some really bad chemical that was taking a hella f*cking long time to get out of their systems.
It made them both feel queasy from time to time, but otherwise it had no obvious effects. The only reason they knew about it was because of Kirishima's surgery when they'd found it in his blood and tested Bakugou to see if he had the same thing.
On top of all of that, neither of them had spoken of the fact that they'd said the L word to each other back in that hell.
Of course not. That was… a really big thing. He wasn't a gushy or sweet guy, so how the f*ck was he supposed to love that moron with sharp teeth?
He looked over to the redhead as he took his medicine and then finished packing up, looking over to him and grinning. His heart skipped a beat.
F*ck that sh*t.
Bullsh*t.
Sh*t.
"Ready to go?" Oh f*ck he felt his voice crack. Piece of sh*t voice box better start f*cking working before it tattled on him. How dare it reveal that he was flustered?
He cleared his throat as Kirishima nodded. "Good. Keep up." He grunted and moved to walk out of the room.
That a*shole took his hand. Little b*tch.
He glanced down at their hands and sighed, swinging them back and forth a little bit, looking over at his redhead as he chuckled, a small, happy smirk moving over his own lips.
They went to sign out but Kirishima started talking to the guy behind the desk about something, before the guy took the phone and started talking to someone.
"What's up..?" Bakugou asked quietly. Kirishima motioned to his ears with his free hand. "Do your ears hurt?" He questioned worriedly, brows furrowing together. Kirishima shook his head and motioned to Bakugou's ears. "The f*ck."
Kirishima mouthed 'hearing aids' with a raised brow.
"Oh. Sh*t, are they here now?" He questioned, looking to the nurse. They nodded with a small smile as they looked over to the doctor. Pinlet. The doctor he'd been with the day in the closet.
He wrote stuff on his clipboard before he handed it to Bakugou.
'Sorry I didn't get to give this earlier, or even let you know we had it. I had a few emergency surgeries overnight, and I had to talk to the other doctors about your favorite nurse. If you'll sign the papers then we can give you your new hearing aids.'
Bakugou grinned and flipped through the pages, looking for places he needed to sign at. It seemed his parents had already signed everything when they had been there. He took the pen from Pinlet and wrote his name in several areas before he handed it back to the doctor, who was talking to Kirishima about something.
The doctor smiled brightly at him and handed him a small box. Both boys gave him a small bow before he looked up, seemingly being called away again. He gave them both a wave and a bow in return before he walked off.
Kirishima tapped his jaw to get his attention. F*ck he loved it when he did that and he was already over the moon happy right now as it was. He looked at the boy with a grin, both of their smiles fading as they made eye contact.
Bakugou quickly leaned forward and pecked the other boy's lips. Both of them flared up a gentle red.
"Aight let's go. Can't be doing that sh*t here. I'll put these in when we get home- I don't want to deal with the car sounds.." He mumbled off towards the end but still took Kirishima's hand back and started moving towards the exit.
"Wait why did you want my attention in the first place?" He questioned, realizing they'd gotten distracted.
Kirishima dug his phone out of his pocket and motioned it. Bakugou shifted the bag on his shoulder so he could get to his phone without letting go of Kirishima's hand, continuing to walk, because they could walk and talk at the same time just fine.
'Pinlet asked me to tell you that you need to not wear those too often. They should be the proper size, but your ears still need to adjust and heal up the rest of the way from your infection. Pretty much just be careful and let him know- or me know if anything happens ok?~Kiri'
"My g*d you'd think I'd get used to these. What the f*ck Kiri." He read over it with a puff of air as they walked out of the hospital. "Of course this time if that sh*t happens I'll let someone know." He grunted as he leaned back against the building. They had to wait for Aizawa to come pick them up. They weren't supposed to go anywhere without a hero or police escort as of right now. For obvious reasons.
Kirishima squeezed his hand and he squeezed right back before lifting the other boy's hand up, pressing his lips to it for a moment before letting it dangle back down and looking at his phone.
"Kirishima." He started simply, without even looking up from his phone. He waited a moment to ensure that he had the other boy's attention before he continued. "Since we still haven't done that date thing we had intended to do before all this bullsh*t; lets watch a movie tonight. We can use a laptop and watch it in my room because yours needs to be f*cking cleaned. Which we'll do tomorrow because you're going to have people staying in your room." He said, looking up. "That's good?" He questioned. Kirishima nodded eagerly. "Good."
They got into the car the moment it pulled up, Kirishima started talking with the teacher right away, he supposed he was asking about how it was with people's families being there.
Either way the car ride was pretty quiet… obviously…
As they pulled up to the dorms Bakugou put his hearing aids in, though he left them turned down for now. This pair wasn't as cool as his last ones. His last set had been designed to look like his gauntlets, while these were just normal black ones. It was kind of boring but he didn't exactly care that much.
He grabbed his own and Kirishima's things, moving to carry them into the building. Kirishima wasn't supposed to carry anything yet. Technically neither of them were. But there was no way in hell he was letting Aizawa carry everything for them like they were some weaklings.
The moment they opened the door they were met with not only their class, but most of their families as well. There were young kids running around, the moms were all gathered up and discussing things, some of their teachers were even there.
He frowned. F*ck. His dorm had turned into the new hangout for far too many people. Oh g*d his parents were there too and they'd already spotted them and come over. He grunted and stood behind his extrovert shield.
Kirishima gladly spoke to everyone, he almost seemed excited about it. He huffed. He still didn't like people at all. They didn't help him before a hero, they didn't improve his relationship at all. They were just there to provide some kind of emotion.
And he didn't care about that. He didn't need friends, or enemies. He needed training, and school. F*ck everything else.
Once Kirishima realized he didn't want to be there, he excused them from the conversation and took him upstairs to their rooms. They moved towards his, naturally going past Kirishima's on the way. They both stared at his door for a moment.
F*ck.
"Oh sh*t." Bakugou huffed, nearly chuckling. "Of course they put my parents in your room. The room f*cking right next to mine. These walls are thin as f*ck." Bakugou huffed as he turned his hearing aids up.
G*d he hadn't heard anything in a really long time. He opened his bedroom door and tossed Kirishima's stuff onto his bed. There were bags of stuff across the room already, and the room was a mess. He hissed quietly.
Tape and Pikachu's stuff probably. They both sacrificed their rooms for families. Pinky was probably somewhere with all the other girls, he was pretty sure they had all cramped themselves into one room. He could only imagine how many times the f*cking Grape had tried to break in there.
There was makeup in the room though, so if the girls room was too cramped, he figured Pinky would probably sneak in there and just sleep with all of them.
He didn't particularly care about that. He had Kirishima, and girls weren't exactly his type obviously. He respected them, sure. Floaty Chick was strong, and she was smart. Pinky could be powerful in her own way. Headphones wasn't too terribly annoying, though her quirk had no effect on him anymore. It was just painful.
The rest of them he could barely even remember their quirks or their faces so they didn't even matter to him.
"So-" Kirishima started but Bakugou quickly turned around and stopped him from talking. The redhead furrowed his brows confusedly.
"I haven't heard your voice in a long time… I wasn't ready.." He spoke quietly. He let go of the other boy and cleared his throat, looking back at the stuff he was unpacking.
He felt his phone vibrate.
'Is there something specific you wanted me to say - or just because of something else? ~Kiri'
Bakugou read over it a few times. Well. Of course there was something he wanted the other boy to say. But he wouldn't ask him to say it. That'd be weird.
But that wasn't the reason.
The last time he'd heard Kirishima's voice it had been him screaming. But the last time he'd heard him talk was when he'd called him Katsuki.
One of the happiest moments of his life right next to one of the worst. A part of him wanted to just leave the hearing aids off.
"Nothing. Continue on with what you were going to say." He finally said after a long while, getting their clothes out of the bag and folding them neatly. Kirishima was the one that had packed the bag so of course everything was just shoved in there. Shame.
"Well, I was going to say that since your parents are next door, and since Kam and Sero are staying in here, maybe we should watch a movie somewhere else? Or use headphones?" Sharky offered.
"I have a pair of earbuds in there. We can use those. I can tell Pikachu and Tape to f*ck off for a few hours though." He motioned to his nightstand. Kirishima opened it and turned to look at him, earbuds in-hand.
"How. The. Hell." He whispered. Bakugou smirked. His earbuds were kept in a way that they never got knotted or tangled at all. They were always perfectly fine. Obviously, from the look on the redhead's face, his earbuds looked like that one pokemon that was just a mess of tangles.
"It's called being-" He cut off as the light on his door lit up and someone knocked.
"It's open!" Kirishima spoke.
"Dinner is ready." Floaty peeked her head in and quickly retreated.
"Thank you!" Kirishima called after her before he tossed the earbuds onto the bed. Bakugou scoffed and put them somewhere safe to keep them from getting tangled and followed Kirishima out of the room.
G*d it was going to be a big meal if there were this many people there.
He wasn't wrong. There was so much f*cking food that they had enough left over for breakfast for everyone the next day. It was interesting though. They had moved the table to the side of the room and everyone had just sat in the living area, on the couches, on the floor, they had even gotten a few extra chairs for some of their bedrooms and used them.
The Frog Chick's siblings seemed to be just as frog-like as she was. Icy Hot's family wasn't too bad. They were less dull than he was at least. Naturally his dad hadn't shown up, neither had his mom. Just his brother and sister.
Glasses had gotten his brother to come. They looked too similar, he barely knew who people were as it was, now they were putting in similar faces on top of that. F*ck that sh*t.
It was starting to look like more of a family reunion than a safety hideaway every second that passed.
And g*d Deku's f*cking mother. She still thought him and Deku were friends and she had to come over and talk to him.
He had nothing against her, aside from her bringing the piece of broccoli she called a son into the world. He just didn't want to talk to her at all.
He didn't want to talk to anyone. He didn't like people. He'd already made that plenty clear.
Either way, dinner was over and they were just playing games in the living area now. Him and his classmates were taking turns doing the dishes, since there were a lot more than usual. They went up in groups of two as well; a washer and a dryer.
They would all clean a normal amount of dishes, and then would rotate to the next group. Whoever didn't have to wash or dry the dishes, would put them all away when all of them were done.
For right now, it was Kirishima and his turn. He was drying them.
(About to get really spicy I'll mark when it's over for those who wanna skip ahfsdbjn)
But at the same time they were also trying to fluster each other. Kirishima had gotten a lot harder to fluster since what he pulled at the hospital by calling him Katsuki.
Kirishima's last move had been once against whispering some hella gay sh*t in his ear that does not need to be written because that is for Bakugou to know and for readers to wonder. F*ckers.
Bakugou placed a now fully dried plate in his pile of dishes before he glanced over to the living area to see if anyone had noticed them yet. That was another fun part in their little game. It was risky.
He pressed his lips to the other boy's neck. He could tell that got him right away, just with the way the boy tensed and stopped doing the dishes.
He still wasn't satisfied with just winning though. He by far preferred to send the boy into an entire gay panic because it was f*cking cute to see.
So he left gentle little kisses along his neck, a few down lower to his shoulder. And just for the sake of it he carefully moved the other boy's shirt over to show a bit more of his shoulder and left a small bite mark there, which earned a gasp. And the skin across his neck had hardened, cutting Bakugou's upper lip a bit. He quickly pulled away and looked back towards the living area to make sure nobody heard that.
"I win." Bakugou stated under his breath with a smirk as he wiped the blood off of his mouth. Kirishima splashed water at him before covering his face. The blonde chuckled with a huff.
"We're done with our turn!" Kirishima called, his voice a little shaky. "Are you ok?" He whispered. Bakugou nodded a bit, grabbing a paper towel and using it to soak up the fresh round of blood on his lip.
"That means we're next." Pikachu groaned, Grape getting up as well. Ew. G*d imagine having to interact with him. Perverted little sh*t. "You alright?" He questioned upon seeing Bakugou with the bloody paper towel.
"One of the plates is chipped, cut my hand." Bakugou huffed a bit as he tossed his dish-drying towel to Pikachu and moved to go upstairs, bringing Kirishima with him. "We can watch our movie now." He offered the flaming red beside him. Sharky nodded slowly, but the very moment they were back in Bakugou's room he grabbed the blonde's wrist and tugged him to face him, grabbing his other wrist on the way and turning to pin him against his own door.
"Ouch." He mumbled, his head had kind of been slammed against the door, though a smirk was still written across his face. "Good job trying to play top Kiri~" He hummed as the redhead tried to make the same move he'd just used, kissing his neck.
He still tilted his head up and let him do it. Poor boy didn't get to play top very often.
Admittedly he was doing pretty well. He knew to make sure he only bit in places that Bakugou could cover up easily- and just then he'd decided to bite Bakugou right on his jawline. Which obviously f*cking hurt. The boy's teeth were the same as a legit f*cking shark.
"You son of a b*tc-" He cut off as the redhead let go of his wrists and kissed him. Alright, that was enough of letting Kirishima have his fun. He took the boy's waist in his hands, turning them around so Kirishima was up against the door. He pulled away from the kiss and looked at him for a second.
He slammed his own hands against the door in one fast, swift motion, causing the other boy to jump a bit. Luckily everyone was downstairs and he didn't have to worry. He didn't really care if anyone else heard any of it anyways.
Aside from his parents. He would never get them to shut up about it. They wouldn't really be mad at him for doing any of this, they just never thought he'd have anyone to be like this with.
He never thought he'd have anyone either. He had never wanted to. But he somehow ended up with the boy in front of him. And he loved him far too much.
His red gaze moved over the features of the boy in front of him. He was red as hell. Which made his scars on his face stand out so much more. He took a hand off of the door and brushed his thumbs over the little marks on his face.
Scars from the car accident, from when he'd discovered his quirk, from the explosions they'd been through, even a few from training, since they didn't usually hold back when they fought each other and Aizawa wasn't paying attention.
He leaned in and started pressing careful kisses on top of each scar until he eventually just rested his forehead against Kirishima's.
"I'm sorry about your lip." The other boy apologized as he ran his fingers over Bakugou's upper lip.
"My lip is fine, it's the fact that I'm going to have to wear makeup to cover this one up that bugs me you b*stard." He motioned to his jaw, though there wasn't an ounce of anger or frustration in his voice. He almost seemed happy about it.
Kirishima nodded slowly and reached up to rub the back of his neck. "You started it." He grumbled off. Bakugou's gaze softened and he rolled his eyes.
"It was your idea to play the game. So who started it?" He questioned with a raised brow, placing his hands on the other boy's waist and moved to have his head by the redhead's ear.
"Ok yeah that's true but you went.. Ah… beyond… the thing.. I can't.. Think.." Sharky obviously got a little bit distracted when the blonde whispered to him, which again, do not need to be known by others.
Though it is guaranteed that they aren't dirty. There had only been one time that they'd whispered anything dirty, and that was back at the hospital when they'd used their first names with each other.
It was more so sweet. Believe it or not Bakugou had a soft spot for shark boys. Ones with naturally black hair that they've dyed red. Or ones that were obsessed with things being manly or strong. More so ones that stood up for everyone and everything they believed in without hesitance and could talk to anyone at any time. Ones that in the hardest times, could still smile and inspire others to strive forwards.
He loved those ones.
"Eijirou…?" He whispered. He smirked ever so slightly as the hairs on the other boy's neck stood on end.
"Hmm?" He replied eventually.
" Your roots are starting to show again." He chuckled as Kirishima shoved him back, obviously having thought that he was going to say something serious.
"A*shole!" Kirishima shook his head, running his hands over his still red face.
"Ah come on Kiri~ It looks good like that. I seriously do like it like that more. Especially when you have it down like that. I can't call you Sh*tty Hair anymore." He frowned a slight bit but shrugged it off.
"Maybe I'll leave it like this for a while. While we're stuck in the dorms at least. Afterwards it can go back to normal." Bakugou kind of huffed in annoyance at that.
He was pretty sure Kirishima had gone through this entire change to look more like Crimson Riot, he would have to ask Mina about that sometime. Or- Pinky. He'd have to ask Pinky about that sometime. He knew that she knew him before he went to U.A. Her and him were like Deku and himself. But… Pinky was nowhere near as annoying.
Still annoying as f*ck. But he'd at least adjusted to her.
That was aside from the point.
"So how did you enjoy your two seconds of being a top? Because that's all you're ever getting." Bakugou spoke as he pulled the laptop out, sitting on the bed and plugging the earbuds into it. The moment he placed the laptop off to the side Kirishima practically tackled him, once again pinning Bakugou, but this time to the bed.
"Your kink pinning or something?" Bakugou questioned casually with a raised brow, which sent the other into another flustered fit.
He was having far too much fun with this.
"You f*cking d*ck." Kirishima huffed, fighting off a smile.
G*d he was making this so easy. "That's right Ei~, my d*ck would be the one f*cking, because I'm the top. That's why you're the a*shole." The way the redhead's eyes widened was the most hilarious thing of the night. Kirishima flopped down on top of him and rolled to be laying next to him instead, raising his arms to cover his face.
"My g*d dude you can think of that stuff on the spot." Kiri grumbled in annoyance.
"That's how it is when you're the top. That sh*t comes naturally." He said as he moved to be on the top of the other, setting his knees on either side of Kirishima's waist. He looked at the boy below him, face tinted red, his hair spread out across the pillow.
His own face lit up red. Oh sh*t.
F*ck he hated it when Kirishima looked attractive. He swallowed hard and moved down to kiss him, hesitating for only a moment to see that moment that Kirishima closed his eyes. Cute.
He closed the remaining gap and kissed him. For just a brief moment, his tongue grazed over Kirishima's bottom lip. He had quickly pulled it back though, that was a bit far.
"My teeth. I don't want to hurt you." Kirishima spoke, pulling away slightly, giving them both a chance to breathe as well. He looked at him for a moment through half lidded eyes. Kirishima's face was burning a bright red color, and he couldn't even maintain eye contact.
"I'll risk it." He replied, leaning in once more to kiss him again.
Both of their eyes widened as someone knocked on the door.
"Katsuki?"
OH F*CK.
Kirishima shoved him off of the bed, there was a loud thud as he hit his head on the nightstand and hit the floor. He looked over to the door where his parents stood.
"We came in to say goodnight since we're right next door- and since you usually go to bed at this time. But if you're busy that's fine we'll go-"
"-it wasn't that. Don't worry." Bakugou said as he got up to his feet and rubbed the back of his head where he'd hit it. It had kind of been exactly what they were thinking, but they really didn't need to talk about that. He glanced at Kirishima on the bed before he stepped over to the door. "Goodnight. We're going to watch a movie before we go to bed, and no we're not the only ones that'll be in here, we have two others that'll be in here later to sleep." He reassured them, kissing his mother on the cheek and fist bumping his dad. Which was what he'd used to do at home before he went to bed. Sometimes at least.
When he was in a bad mood he didn't do that.
"Thank G*d." His mother placed a hand over her heart. He rolled his eyes.
"Yeah yeah f*ck off h*g. You two better not do anything on his bed either. That's f*cking nasty." He threatened, his dad nearly chuckled. He almost gagged at them. He shut the door before they could do anything else to make him want to die inside.
"Oh. My. G*d…" Kirishima whispered as he sank down into the bed and covered his face. Bakugou snorted. F*ck. They were doomed. That happened to them every single f*cking time they did anything moderately interesting.
He moved over to the bed and flopped down, grabbing the laptop. "Let's just watch the movie and not do anything else in case anyone else gets the f*cking bright idea to come in here." He said as Kirishima sat up and looked at the screen.
His lips still felt like Kirishima's were against them. F*ck.
And his parents had probably seen the bite mark on his jaw. Sh*t.
"Probably shouldn't have done anything else anyways. What did you wanna watch?"
~~~~~ (Alright it's safe from this point for those of you that skipped over it)~~~~~~
Horror movies were what he had chosen. Which wasn't too bad, because neither of them were really too scared of it. Bakugou had jumped at one jumpscare and that was it. But he was pretty sure Kirishima covered his eyes when there was a nude scene. Which he found to be interesting saying as he was pretty sure him and Pikachu talked plenty about that kind of stuff.
Which they had also come in during the movie and had just gone to sleep, passed out like f*cking logs the very second their heads touched the pillows. So they were both asleep on the floor. Though Pinky hadn't snuck in yet like he thought she would.
Now Kirishima was half asleep, cuddling up to him. "What would our agency be called…?" The boy asked quietly after he yawned.
"The one we talked about before?" He checked. "Don't know. It depends on if the morons do it with us. If they do it with us then we might have to choose a different name that fits us all as a group, or some sh*t that they have to help decide." He answered after Sharky nodded.
"Mmm… yeah. I haven't mentioned it to them yet. It feels too much like a dream to talk seriously about it.." Kiri mumbled on tiredly. Bakugou nodded and shifted to look at him more.
"It'll happen. I can guarantee that much. Me and you are opening a hero agency when we get older. It's going to be the best one out there. We're going to be the number one heroes." He motioned his hand as though presenting it.
Kiri chuckled a bit. "We can't both be the number one hero."
"We can. I don't see why not. If we fight together, and we run an agency together. I don't see why they can tell us that we can't." He shrugged. Kiri shifted to look up at him.
"So you went from not wanting anyone to be better than you, to considering me an equal?" He teased slightly. Bakugou scoffed.
"You're the only one who ever gets to be my equal. Our quirks go together well. Pop Rocks if you will." He chuckled ever so slightly.
"Pop Rocks! That's perfect!" Kiri laughed. Bakugou tilted his head at him a bit as he smiled. He loved his laugh so f*cking much. That's what he would miss most, whenever he had to go without his hearing. He missed everything about him when he couldn't hear.
Sound was more important than he'd ever considered. Not having sound took a lot of emotion out of certain actions or words.
Like when they'd kissed, it was a really small thing, but hearing him breathe, or his little gasps, it all made it that much better. It wouldn't have been anywhere near as- emotional if he couldn't hear it. The movie would have been pointless.
Either way, he loved the boy's laugh. He loved everything about him.
He had found himself staring at him as the redhead chuckled.
"What?" Kirishima asked as he finally looked at him, his chuckle dying off.
"I love you."