He couldn't do it.
No matter what he seemed to do it all ended the same. From the start of the day, Kirishima knew he was going to fail his exams. It was as simple as that.
Everything that could possibly go wrong had so far and the day wasn't even over yet.
Kirishima still had five hours left and he knew if he could focus he could cram enough information into his skull at once and he'd have to remember some of it.
At least that was Kiri's logic.
However, he couldn't find the right place to get his work done. Everywhere he went seemed to offer its own distractions.
The library was closed by now. Denki and Sero were having what could only be explained as a screeching match at the TV.
"How high are you two?" Kirishima asked. He stood in the kitchen, grabbing a snack—or rather procrastinating studying his maths notes as he watched Denki start to sing into the microwave.
"Dude, you're way higher than us. What are you almost 6'—". The sentence was cut short when Denki short-circuited catching a hand towel on fire.
Once Kirishima put out the fire and put the two to bed or at the very least out of the way from kitchen appliances he didn't know where to go.
Kirishima sighed, at this rate he'd never get anything done. He knew there was one place the others usually didn't dare to venture into—at least without a death wish.
Kirishima took a deep breath and knocked onto the door with nothing but posters covering it. There were plenty of 'KEEP OUT' and 'LEAVE YOU EXTRA' all over the door in bold letters.
"Hey, Bakubro!" Kirishima smiled as the door swung open.
"What is it Shittyhair?" Bakugo glared.
He looked like he was in a mood again, but Kirishima ignored it and instead pushed past the blond into the room.
Red lights lit most of the cleanroom. As usual, the room was tidy, everything seemed to have a place. The polar opposite of Kirishima's room where he was currently sharing his bed with old laundry he hadn't put away from a month ago.
"I need to study and the library is closed. I just need a place without distractions," he muttered, taking a seat on the floor.
Kiri didn't even look back as he heard the door close. "Make yourself comfortable then," Bakugo grumbled as he fell back into his bed.
It wasn't until Kirishima had all his books open and notes out did he notice what the blond was wearing.
Bakugo was laying on his stomach, his ass nearly showing in the shorts that hugged him tightly. Kirishima couldn't help but stare.
Over the past two and a half years they had been dating, he had never seen those shorts—Kiri would have definitely remembered if he had.
"What subject are you studying for anyway?" The blond asked, not looking up from his book.
He knew Kirishima was staring at him and in all honesty, it only made Bakugo want to see how long it took before the shorts were ripped off of him.
Mina gave him them after a very awkward conversation about him and his relationship. She handed him the red booty shorts and winked at him. "It gets better, read the back."
Bakugo only grumbled a few curses before heading back to his dorm room. The curiosity got the better of him and he decided to try them on.
He turned looking into the mirror.
They gave little to the imagination but when Bakugo turned he saw what Mina was talking about. In bold letters across the ass was: "Property of Red Riot!"
He was about to go yell at Mina for the gift when Kirishima knocked on the door. Bakugo figured he might as well have a little fun with this.
He'd help Kiri study after he had his fun.
When Bakugo sat up he made sure to push his ass out a bit more exposing a bit more skin.
"Is there a problem?" Bakugo asked, playing dumb as his eyes shifted to the book Kirishima suddenly covered his lap with.
Kiri panicked as he looked back to his books, his face turning nearly as red as his hair. Luckily the room's lighting helped cover his blush at least.
"N-nothing, I just spaced out," he muttered.
Kiri knew that if he kept staring at his boyfriend he wouldn't get anything done—but how could he turn away. There was even a moment where he had to catch himself from drooling.
"Do you want me to help you?" Bakugo offered, getting up and walking over to him.
He sat beside Kirishima close enough to get a reaction but not close enough to make it obvious.
"Maths?" Bakugo asked. He reached over and grabbed one of the notebooks letting his boyfriend read the shorts as he reached over him.
Kirishima's eyes widened as he bit his tongue but it was no use. "New shorts?" he asked, unable to ignore it any longer.
"Yeah, just something to wear around my room. You like 'em?"
Kirishima nodded.
Bakugo chuckled at the sight of his boyfriend. He was so fucking cute.
"Would you rather see them on my floor?"
Kirishima nearly choked. He was used to Bakugo's bluntness but when he wanted something he wasted no time into gettin it.
"Yes," Kirishima whispered.
Bakugo smirked as he took a seat on his lap. "It's about time, Shittyhair." He rolled his hips as he leaned in kissing the red-haired boy.
Kirishima's hands found their way to Bakugo's ass while Bakugo grinded against him trying to get some friction between them.
They were completely lost within each other as Bakugo tasted the cherry energy drink the red-haired boy drank.
Kirishima moaned as Bakugo palmed him in his jeans, biting his lip as Bakugo pulled away.
Bakugo pushed his boyfriend back onto the floor, wasting no time in throwing the books around the away and unbuttoning Kirishima's pants, pulling them off with little effort.
He leaned down kissing up Kirishima's thighs leaving a mark or two when he thought necessary before he smirked at the red-haired boy melting into each touch.
The blond took his boyfriend's dick into his warm mouth. He licked up the shaft humming and loving at the sounds the boy under him was making.
"I-if you don't stop I'm going to—" Kiri was cut off when Bakugo took more into his mouth. Drool escaped his mouth as he bobbed his head up and down.
Soon after he tasted the bitter liquid, swallowing most of it before pulling his mouth off of him.
Kirishima felt hard again—and not because of his quirk—just by looking up at his boyfriend. A mess of saliva and cum on the blonds face.
That was all it took for Kirishima to push Bakugo down on the ground. Kissing down his neck.
Kirishima got up and threw a pillow at the blond as he grabbed the bottle of lube.
Bakugo laid on his stomach, the pillow in his hands to mute him as Kirishima started to prep him. The red-haired boy made sure Bakugo's ass was up in the air as he pushed the shorts to the side giving him just enough room to push in two fingers.
Bakugo grabbed onto the pillow hissing in pain before Kirishima shifted his touch and pain was only a distant memory.
Kirishima pushed in another finger before removing them all and pulling off the shorts before he grabbed the lube again.
He pushed into the blond. The pillow only did so much as both of them let out a gasp.
Kirishima pushed Bakugo down as he started to fucked him.
He grabbed the blonds hips as he pushed into him as they let out moans and curses.
Kirishima leaned down biting Bakugo's shoulder then licking the mark that wouldn't be hidden in his hero outfit.
Bakugo growled as he pushed Kirishima back with a glare. "Really?!"
He turned and pulled Kiri closer to him before sucking on the spot under his ear, making sure to bite down before moving back.
Kirishima only smiled at the attention. He pulled Bakugo onto his lap, thrusting into him again as he pulled the blond down for a messy kiss.
Bakugo moved along with Kirishima as he opened his mouth greedily wanting more and more.
Scratch marks were left on Kirishima's back as Bakugo growled out, cumming onto the both of them.
His face was flushed as his mouth let out a growl like scream, his eyes closed as he felt the warm liquid on his stomach.
That look was all that Kirishima needed when he thrusted into his boyfriend again this time giving into the tight feeling in his stomach as he came inside the blond.
Both were breathing heavily as Bakugo wrapped his arms around Kirishima's neck and kissed him.
Unlike the needy and messy kisses from earlier this one was soft and full of affection, something Bakugo didn't show all that much.
Kirishima melted into the kiss before they eventually had to pull away.
Bakugo slowly got off of his boyfriend, legs shaking as he got up.
It was a miracle that no one saw them head to the showers more or less half clothed and both blushing like idiots.
"You know what, I'm not even mad about failing tomorrow," Kirishima muttered while washing Bakugo's back.
"You're not failing Dumb hair, I told you I'd help you. I didn't just mean fucking," he turned kissing Kiri once more. "It will work out."
And it did.
They spent the rest of the night studying. Bakugo read out the problem only hitting Kirishima when he kept falling asleep.
In the morning Bakugo made sure Kirishima made it to his exams and even wished him good luck—it might have sounded more like a threat with how he grumbled but Kiri only kissed him quickly before rushing off.