(Bakugou)

He didn't know how it happened.

One second he was crying like an idiot, listening to Kirishima go on about stupid stuff and then next thing he knew he was standing inches away, lips going places where they most certainly shouldnot have gone.

He kissed sh*tty hair.

The least surprising part of it was how Kirishima had kissed him back without hesitation, he was practically kissing back before there was even a kiss to begin with. Which he would obviously declare was false but it was pretty much true.

After pulling away, they kind of just stared at each other, eyes wide, both flared up pretty red. They'd both done a decent bit of flirting and joking around before. But he didn't know if he could pull this off as a joke or not. Not when the situation had been so serious. And especially when he knew he wasn't joking.

The stupid redhead in front of him reached forwards, his sharp teeth showing as he smiled and wiped away one of Bakugou's tears. Which Bakugou instantly scolded him on, scowling and huffing like a child. Though Kirishima only laughed and kissed him again.

Everything within Bakugou told him not kiss back, but for some f*cking reason he did.

"Wait no. F*ck. Kirishima I'm not-" He cut off and looked at the look of instant regret and fear on Kirishima's face as he took a step back, thinking he'd done something wrong now. "F*ck." Bakugou groaned. "Alright now is as good of a time as any to talk about this." Bakugou mumbled. Kirishima took a few more steps back, grabbing his phone and realizing he still had Bakugou's phone, held it out and tried to shove it back into the blonde's hands.

"There's nothing to talk about bro. We'll forget it ever happened." Kirishima said simply, trying to walk away, back towards the dorms.

"I already have a headache, don't test my limits with bullsh*t Kirishima." Bakugou huffed as he grabbed Kirishima's shirt and pulled him back into his arms. "We do have sh*t to talk about and you're going to sit here with me and talk about it, whether you f*cking like it or not sh*tty Hair." He ordered, letting go of the slightly shorter boy.

Bakugou leaned against one of the fake buildings and looked at the boy in front of him as he leaned against a railing. "You did enjoy that didn't you..?" Bakugou asked quietly, shoving his hands in his pockets, tracing circles on the screen of his phone.

The look in Kirishima's eyes answered that for him. "I thought so. I'm not looking for a relationship Sh*tty-... Kirishima. We were just talking about me becoming a hero. My focus is on that. In case you haven't noticed, heroes don't typically get in relationships. Look at All-Might, f*cking jeanist. It seems f*cking rare for a pro to get into a relationship, and we already know why; it comes with too much worry." Bakugou grunted, a frown still across his lips, though it twitched as he watched Kirishima struggle to keep a straight face. He couldn't tell if the boy in front of him didn't give a f*ck or was about to cry. He hid it pretty well.

"You were the one that kissed /me/ dude." Kirishima said simply. Bakugou nodded.

"I know, because somehow I…" He growled, saying all this sh*t out loud made him sound so f*cking stupid. "I f*cking like you. G*d that's the stupidest thing I've ever said. This whole thing is so f*cking stupid. I'm supposed to be focused on being a hero, taking down villains, but instead, every time we're in a fight, I'm too busy worrying about if you're ok, and if you're hurt. This is why I don't f*cking want a relationship because it's too much f*cking attention that it would be taking away from hero work. And you know me, I hate the thought of holding hands and being a gushy cuddly couple. I just want to become the best hero. And instead I'm over here crying and kissing you- f*ck." He rambled on, now gesturing with small explosions forming in his hands.

"I don't know if you're trying to say at this point." Kirishima said with a small sigh, once again moving to leave.

Bakugou moved to stand in front of him. "You like me too, right?" He questioned.

Kirishima's red eyes moved between Bakugou's. "Yeah, you're my bro- or like, my bro that I have a thing for, not a bro that's just a friend kind of bro. But what's the point of this if you don't want-"

"-Because I still want you. Just not a full f*cking relationship dumba*s." Bakugou interrupted him, watching as the redhead's eyes widened slightly.

"Like what? How..?"

"As in we kiss sometimes and sit together in class, but we don't go on dates and freak out when we don't talk for a day. Like. What we've been doing. But a little extra. Friends with benefits or some sh*t." Bakugou said.

At this point they were Kirishima's hair color. Or at least the dyed part. As Bakugou glanced at it he realized that the boy's roots were starting to show. "That's fine with me…" Kirishima spoke breathlessly. He smirked and carefully set his phone and glasses down again.

"Good, now back to what we were doing. Hit me with everything you've got Kirishima!" He shouted as he launched himself forwards again without much warning.

Bakugou won. Twice. And he hated to admit it but Kirishima won the third time. He'd gotten distracted for only a moment when he thought he had actually hurt the other boy, and that had given Kirishima all the time he needed to finish him off.

After that they decided they were done and made their way back to the dorms.

"Bakugou! We need to do one more runover of the set! The school festival is tomorrow." Headphones exclaimed as they stepped inside, Kirishima was quickly dragged off by the effects blonde grunted, he had mentioned to the band that he had gotten his hearing aids, and Pikachu being the idiot he was, told the rest of the class, his parents were the ones that told the teachers.

So he followed Headphones off to the back room for band practice. He turned his hearing aids down so that he could just barely hear the band, the loud noises of the drums were a little bit too much to handle sometimes.

"We're gonna do the same thing as usual, but now that Bakugou can hear us it'll be a little bit easier. Hopefully we can keep on beat, yeah?" Headphones spoke again as she looked over everyone in the band. Bakugou grunted and gave the queue to start before anyone else could say anything.

Admittedly it was all a lot easier now that he could hear what he was doing, he didn't have to take the time to go over the whole set in his head before he even started, and now he could hear the rest of the band and could add a whole bunch of extra stuff based on what they were doing; like drummers normally did. He didn't have to be so strict on them so do certain things.

"Bird! You can't do sh*t playing like that, up it!" He shouted to the other boy, which obviously confused him.

Dumba*s.

Headphones had to explain to him what he was trying to say and then they continued.

"That's it, I'm done. My part is perfect. I'm going to bed f*ckos." Bakugou said sternly as he got up from his seat and moved to the door.

"It's only eight-"

"-He's in bed by eight thirty every night. It's weird, I know." Pikachu interrupted Headphones.

"You all got a problem with that!?" Bakugou questioned with a threatening glare and a handful of popping explosions.

"Not at all. Goodnight!" Ponytail offered. Bakugou flipped them off and stepped out of the room, heading towards the stairs before glancing at the living room where Kirishima sat.

"Yo Sero! After the festival tomorrow I'ma go hang out with Tetsutetsu. You wanna join? I can send it in the group chat and ask Mina and Kam too, can make it a group thing." The redhead asked eagerly, watching as Tape excitedly nodded. "You guys can come too if you want!" Kirishima offered to Deku, Icyhot, and the others on the effects team.

"I already have plans for after the festival actually. I'm going to hang out with Eri a bit!" Deku sprung up. Bakugou rolled his eyes and moved to continue up the stairs.

"Hey Bakugou!" Tape called. He groaned and turned to look back to the group of morons sitting in the living room, soon joined by the band and the dance team. G*d now all of them were there.

"Come on! Come sit with us for a bit!" Pinky pleaded, followed by several of the others joining in.

"Bakubroooo~" His idiots all chimed in together, Kirishima in the center laughing his a*s off at the others.

"Bunch of f*cking morons.. I hate you all." Bakugou muttered as he moved over to sit with them, not going anywhere near any of the other extras of the class, he only tolerated his morons. Kirishima slung an arm over his shoulders and grinned happily, going on to talk to the class about all the plans they had for the festival in the morning.

"How are your hearing aids Bakugou? Are they working as intended?" Glasses questioned after a while of them talking about the festival. Bakugou grunted.

"I can hear all your annoying-a*s voices if that's what you're asking." He scoffed. Glasses only nodded and said there was no need for such foul language.

"Hey, now that you can hear, maybe we can teach you sign language easier, for emergency situations." Kirishima whispered to him as everyone else spoke.

Bakugou never really paid too much attention to it, especially after he got his hearing aids, but everyone else had done it, and had learned enough sign language to hold basic conversations. Even watching them now, they still were signing some as they spoke, seemingly out of habit.

"Whatever. It's unnecessary. I can hear now." He muttered as he turned his head to Kirishima.

"I know, but for times where your hearing aids bug out or something it would be useful to know." Kirishima continued. He eyed him, grumbling quietly.

"I already know the alphabet… we'll talk more about it later sh*tty hair. Or," He paused and smirked as he glanced at Kirishima's roots. "I guess I should say half n half sh*tty hair?" He teased.

"What? Half and- oh!" Kirishima fell off the couch trying to get up and scrambled up the stairs as Bakugou chuckled. That seemed to make everyone go silent.

"Is he alright?" The frog chick asked. Bakugou nodded and motioned for the morons to follow him upstairs.

"He's fine." He told them, shoving his hands into his pockets and making his way upstairs to go check on him, the other three talking around him.

"What did you say to him to make him run off, bro?" Pikachu questioned.

"You'll see." Bakugou said as he pushed Kirishima's door open, revealing Kirishima looking in his phone camera at his hair.

"Oh! Your hair is going back." Pinky said as she quickly moved forwards to look at it. Kirishima was clearly freaking out, his friends moving around him, offering to go buy him more hair dye. He clearly didn't want any of his black hair coming back before the school festival.

"Just go get him two boxes of it, idiots. We'll get it done tonight and he'll be fine by morning. Stop freaking out dumba*s. Its just showing a little bit, nobody can even tell." Bakugou scolded as he calmly stepped forwards and ran his fingers through Kirishima's hair, ruining the hair gel and sending it back to where it usually sat before he messed with it.

"Yeah, we'll be right back then, we'll see if we can find some." Pinky said quickly as she dragged the other two to the doorway, all three of them peeking back in, thinking they were being stealthy.

Bakugou was fully aware that they were standing there, though he didn't particularly care. He could blow their a*ses off later. "I don't get why this is such a big deal, your hair looks better when it's like this." Bakugou muttered to him as he continued to run his fingers through it, having it return to the way it usually looked first thing in the morning.

"I know, but it kind of symbolizes what I used to be before U.A. I was a coward back then. Still kind of am… but I do this to be more manly, and try to be a better hero! Maybe one day I'll go back to it, but for now, this helps me remember what I'm trying to live up to, what I'm trying to become; a hero like crimson Riot." The redhead said as he pressed his fists together. Bakugou examined him for a moment, shoving his hands into his pockets with a small nod.

"You aren't a coward Kiri. You aren't lagging behind or unmanly. You talked about that a while back, before the big fight you were in to save the kid. Your hair might serve as a reminder to you; but it isn't what makes you a hero, color or style isn't going to change that… dumba*s." He spoke, leaning forwards a bit to kiss the end of the other boy's nose. "Any of you dimwits have something to add?" Bakugou questioned as he looked to the three sets of eyes watching from the doorway.

"Kiri most certainly isn't a coward!" Pinky said as she emerged.

G*d they were actually going to give comments.

"It's nice to see you being nice!" Tape said as he slid to stand next to Pinky.

"Did you just kiss him?" Pikachu added on finally, pointing to Kirishima.

Bakugou glanced back to the redhead to see him with a hand over his mouth, red as an apple. Bakugou smirked. He hadn't realized everyone was at the door still, and on top of that, he had in fact kissed Kirishima's nose. So the boy was an absolute mess.

"I did. Got a problem with that, Sparky?" Bakugou grinned as he threw an arm over Kirishima's shoulder. Pikachu quickly shook his head while Pinky stepped forwards.

"Hey, didn't he tell you to stop teasing him with that stuff?" She said with a raised brow, crossing her arms over her chest. Bakugou huffed and looked to Kirishima.

"You want me to explain? I don't even know what we are at this point! You seem to be the one making the rules here!" Kirishima exclaimed quietly. Bakugou eyed him for a moment. F*ck he'd actually have to sit and talk to him about all of that later. G*d he hated talking.

"He's my boyfriend. I think." Bakugou narrowed his eyes and looked to Kirishima again for confirmation. As did the three in the doorway.

The boy was red as f*ck. But he nodded slowly. "Mhm. Bakugou is my boyfriend." He mumbled. Bakugou huffed a small bit as he smiled.
"That's actually f*ckin' nice." he looked back to his idiots as they all freaked out, rushing into a flow of questions. "Oh g*d. The hair dye has been forgotten." Bakugou mumbled as they dragged Kirishima away from him to ask questions. He simply leaned against the wall and watched, smirking a bit as he did.

"You sure? It's Bakubro. That nurse you told us about sounded really nice." Pikachu said quietly. Bakugou's smirk faded and he hissed.

"Hey!" He shouted.

"No offense to you." Pikachu quickly said.

"Offense taken!" Bakugou countered. "You think I won't take care of him with my life!? Dumba*s! I'll f*cking take care of him…" Bakugou mumbled as he crossed his arms and glared at Dunce face.

"And isn't this kind of sudden anyways? Shouldn't you guys like- date? Or something like that?" Pinky asked. Bakugou opened his mouth to speak but Kirishima got to it first.

"Bakugou doesn't do dating, and what do you really expect? I don't think either of us are the type to sit and watch a movie together, or sit in a fancy restaurant. That would be weird and awkward. Not to mention dangerous. I don't think we have to go anywhere to be anything special. And it's not sudden at all, you were the ones telling us to kiss a little while ago. And now we have so-"

"YOU KISSED HIM!?" They roared in unison.

"Actually-"

"-no. For the record. I kissed /him/ first, f*cko's." Bakugou smirked as he stepped over to stand next to Kirishima again.

"What's it like kissing a demon?" Pikachu asked Kirishima. Bakugou hissed at that.

"Bet. Did he cut you? His teeth are knives." Tape commented.

"It was great." The both said at the same time.

"Awww!" The other three saidin unison. "AWWW!" They gushed at each other, freaking out that they all said the same thing at the same time.

"G*d you're all a bunch of f*cking morons." Bakugou shook his head heavily at them.

"Yeah but we're your morons." Kirishima grinned.

"That's why we're called the 'Bakusquad'!" Pinky said gleefully.

"Had to put the smartest one in the name. Figured it would give us a little bit of extra points." Pikachu laughed.

"Still a bunch of losers." He muttered. They only laughed. They all always just laughed. He never understood why they always laughed when he insulted them. G*d they were such idiots. They took insults like they were compliments. He swore he called Pikachu an idiot the other day and he said 'thank you, I try my hardest' in the stupidest and most dumba*s voice he could muster.

He turned his head to Kirishima, who was just laughing away with the others, head tilted back with his sharp teeth showing, he was still tinted a light shade of red.

Ha. He got to call that his boyfriend. That was kind of nice.

He leaned over, his head lingering near Kirishima's shoulder until the boy looked to him. Then Bakugou pecked his lips.

The blonde grinned successfully as Kirishima lit up so red he could have touched up his roots just with the tint of his cheeks. That and the rest of the 'squad' roared with either laughter or shock. He could ever tell over the wave of bliss he himself had been hit with.

"Heh. I'm going to bed. Night F*ckos." He said as he stepped over the wheezing bodies on the floor to get to the door.

"Hey!" Kirishima squeaked from behind him.

"I was making an exit dumba*s. You're messing it up." Bakugou grunted as he turned back to where Kirishima was trying to step over Tape to get to him.

"Yeah yeah." Kirishima said as he stepped forwards and grabbed Bakugou's jaw, pressing their lips together.

Oh sh*t.

That was not just a little peck like everything else had been.

F*ck man. Kirishima just.

D*mn.

Of course he kissed him back but d*mn. That lingered for a little bit.

"Goodnight." Kirishima mumbled as he stepped back and tripped over a dying Pikachu, landing on the ground with a light thud.

The flaming red blonde stared at the four dumba*s' on the floor, Kirishima propped himself up on one elbow and rubbed the back of his neck with a nervous chuckle.

"Night.." Bakugou grunted before he stepped out of the room and moved next door to his own, flopping down on the bed and glancing at his phone.

'Katsuki you can't just ignore our messages because you don't like them. ~mom'

'Exactly. We know we can't talk to you in person as much with you being in the dorms, but you can't just walk away from a conversation.~ Dad'

He sighed at the messages and sat up, facetiming them.

It took a moment but they eventually picked up.

"Katsuki! Where have you been!?" His mom growled. He frowned at her and sighed again.

"I was training with someone. I had to stop thinking about your dumba*s suggestions. I got busy and ended up not seeing my messages until now. Got it? Don't you f*cking start yelling at me." He told them sternly. He watched as they slowly calmed down and then he continued. "I'm not dropping out of the hero course. I never will. I know you guys are just worried. But I'm going to be fine. My glasses… yeah, I can't wear them out on the field, so I'll try contacts. My hearing aids, I can turn them down before I go into fights; the same way I turn them down when I'm on the drums. If I'm dealing with something that causes me to lose or break them then… I'll get a job or something to help pay for new ones, or get a surgery that makes it to where I don't have to have them or some sh*t. Villains are just as much of a threat as they have always been, guys, that's never going to change. I'm not giving up on what I want to do just because I have a new obstacle. I have run into so many obstacles over the past few months that this doesn't even seem that bad. Hell, I'll learn sign language if it comes down to it- look, I can already sign my name, I know the f*cking alphabet." He signed out his name to them as he smiled a bit. "I know you guys are scared I'm going to get hurt, or that something could cause me to never be able to hear again or some stupid sh*t. But I'm fine. I'm here. And the only place I'm going is up; to be the top hero. Just like I've always said I would." He told them seriously.

"Katuski…" His dad said quietly. His mother flicked the man on the side of his head.

"You cry more than I do…" She rolled her eyes and looked back to him through the screen. She sighed. "If that's what you want… then we can try. We can talk to the doctor about contacts, and see if we can somehow get your hearing aids bulked up or some sh*t to make sure they don't break." She tried.

He nodded a bit, giving her a small smile. "Thanks mom…" He said quietly.

She smiled back to him. "You never thank us, and I think this is the calmest conversation we've had since you were two." She laughed gently.

He grunted and glanced to the wall that stood between his room and Kirishima's. He could still hear them all laughing and going on in there.

"I'm in a good mood today… You guys remember those f*cking dimwits I told you all the names of? The ones on my phone?" He asked them with a raised brow. His dad nodded, his mother nodding moments later.

"Your friends?" His dad questioned. Bakugou huffed at the word but nodded.

"Yeah. They're all idiots. But I know all their names now. And I'm helping them all in school because they're all f*king morons. But the redhead. The one with the sharp teeth that you guys met?" He tried. His parents nodded.

"He was a good kid, what about him? Is he alright? Was there another accident…?" She trailed off. Bakugou shook his head and bit his lip. He motioned 'one second' to his parents.

"Oi Kiri!" He shouted. He heard a loud thud from the other room, which was most likely one of them falling off the chair, or the bed. Then the door opened and closed.

"Yeah bro? What's up?" Kirishima questioned as he stepped in, rubbing the back of his neck with a grin. "You're kinda ruining my dramatic goodnight ki-" He cut off as he looked on Bakugou's phone screen to see the blonde's parents. "Mr. and Mrs. Bakugou!" He exclaimed nervously, giving a small look to Bakugou for not warning him.

The blonde smirked and looked back to his parents. He covered the screen for a moment.

"Aye!" His mother shouted. Bakugou smirked.

"You good with me telling them? They already think you are so- might as well." Bakugou asked under his breath. Kirishima nodded slowly as he once again lit up red. "Aight cool." Bakugou said as he took his hand off the camera and grabbed Kirishima's hand, tugging him to be sitting on the bed with him, right in front of him actually.

"Oh hi." Kirishima choked out.

"This is my boyfriend now." Bakugou grinned, placing his chin on Kirishima's shoulder as he looked at his parents. "Kirishima, this is officially my h*g and old man, h*g and old man, this is my Kirishima. Oh wait f*ck-"

"-I'm his Kirishima." The redhead confirmed with a grin. "Nice to officially meet you guys now." Kirishima said carefully.

"Kirishima! It's wonderful to formally meet you!" His dad started and then his mother leaned in close to the camera with narrowed eyes.

"All jokes aside, two feet apart at all times at /least/. I know Katsuki, he's never been one to go slow-"

"Mitsuki!" His dad interrupted her.

Somehow Kirishima ended up on the floor.

He didn't know if he had shoved him or if Kirishima had thrown himself there.

It was a blur.

Either way, his mother was laughing her f*cking a*s off. "I was joking! G*d you threw him off so fast!" She wheezed.

"G*d! You're just as bad as all the other f*cking morons I have to deal with. F*ck off." He shouted at them before he hung up. "I have no intention of going /anywhere/ fast. In fact I would like to just stay right here, not moving anywhere at all." Bakugou groaned as he rubbed his hands over his face.

"Yeah- yeah same. Goodnight bro." Kirishima said flusteredly as he moved to the door.

"You're such a bottom." Bakugou teased with a smirk, watching as Kirishima whipped around.

"I'm not." He corrected. Bakugou raised a brow.

"Kirishima?" He started.

"I'm not!" Kirishima exclaimed.

"If we're together…." Bakugou tried to imply.

"Yeah..?"

"If you're not a bottom than what the f*ck does that make me, sh*tty hair?" Bakugou questioned simply. Kirishima stared at him, face growing a darker shade of red. The redhead stepped over and raised his eyebrows.

"It makes you, the bottom." He said with a chuckle before he tried to flee to the door.

"The f*ck you say sh*tty hair!?" Bakugou said as he launched up from the bed and grabbed him, wrapping his arms around his waist to keep a hold on him.

"You're a bottom!" He called, wiggling to get out of Bakugou's grasp. He just dragged him back to the bed and pinned him down.

"Who's a f*cking bottom!?" Bakugou questioned with a chuckle.

"You are!" Kirishima exclaimed as he flipped them over.

"We can hear you from the other room!" Pinky called from the other side of the wall.

"F*ck off!" Bakugou called as he looked back to Kirishima. The redhead flopped down on top of him, then rolling over to the side.

"How are you so calm with everything…?" Kirishima asked.

He rolled to be on his side and face him. Sharky's hair was down now, little bits of black lingering in it. He looking f*cking perfect and it was p*ssing him off a little bit.

"What do you mean?" He questioned as he reached forwards and started to mess with the other boy's hair, intentionally trying to f*ck it up so he at least looked a little imperfect.

"Like, you don't get as flustered as I do at comments, and you can say stuff that's just straight up flirting with ease. Plus we just got together today and you can already joke about being a bottom." Kirishima explained. Bakugou nodded and shrugged.

"It's easy. It's just words, dumba* 's not any different than what we've done before. We flirt all the time, the only difference between then and now is that I can kiss you and it's fine. And most of it is true anyways. It's just stating facts. You're a bottom." He smirked, taking his hand back.

"I'm not!" Kirishima exclaimed.

"Whatever you want dumba*s." He said as he closed his eyes. His glasses were slipped off and he heard the soft tap of them being placed on the nightstand, along with the bed shifting at Kirishima leaning over him to do so.

He felt Kirishima's hand at his ears to take out the hearing aids but he grabbed his wrist. "I'll take them out after you go." He spoke without opening his eyes.

"Alright." Kirishima replied. He felt Kirishima's lips against his forehead for a moment and then the bed shifted at Kirishima getting up.

After the door clicked shut he quickly sat up and moved to take out his hearing aids. Blood.

He had felt it when he laid down.

His ears were bleeding.