Seriously why the fuck, was all Bakugo could manage to think. He was up early on a Saturday morning to check on shitty hair because he could hear sobs all night long, dumbass probably thought he was being quiet. Bakugo had thought it would be a good idea to check up on the moron at the time, but it was obvious that Kirishima was attempting to hide it, he just really sucked at it, and Bakugo didn't really know how to have that conversation or how to explain why he even gave a shit.
Why do I give a shit?
Bakugo wondered to himself, it made perfect sense for Kirishima to cry he probably had a stupid nightmare about the Camino Incident, or the training camp, the fucker was pretty fucking emotional about that kind of stuff. Bakugo didn't entirely get why, he hadn't been the one to get kidnapped, ruin the symbol of peace and inevitably cause the beginning of the end to their superhuman society like Bakugo had. Hell, if it hadn't been for Kirishima (and those other morons), Bakugo would have been stuck in that wasteland of a city with those stupid psychotic villains and All Might probably would have… died… and it would have been all Bakugo's fault, so the moron should be fucking happy or proud or some stupid shit along those lines, GOD!
Why was it so hard. Emotions, they were pointless. Bakugo was pulled out of his thought by Kirishima running through the kitchen munching on a cheap granola bar as he went, "um…Kiri you know its Saturday, right?" Pikachu asked with a stupid concerned look on his face,
Kiri? Since when were they that fricking close?
Bakugo wondered before he looked at the red head up and down, he was a mess, he was wearing his school uniform, with a crooked tie that hung on his shoulder, his hair was a messy half spiked pile on his head with a faint dark tint at the roots, black? His face looked worn from a lack of sleep. "Crap, it is… I thought I was late?" Kirishima replied obviously done with the day already.
He began to walk back towards his room "Where you going man?" Pikachu called, obviously stunned by the red heads strange behaviour, "I'm catching some more sleep, ugh" Kirishima groaned in reply, walking sleepily back to his dorm.
What the fucks his deal?
A couple of hours passed before Kirishima came downstairs again, this time wearing simple green khaki shorts and a red tank top, his hair was properly spiked and the red looked more vibrant, almost fresh, new? He held a large smile on his face and immediately began to scarf down some Crimson Riot brand Cheerios, that were really the same as normal Cheerios but there was a picture of Crimson Riot on the front, can't believe that moron pays six extra bucks for that crap, Bakugo was already in an extra pissy mood today, he had woken up at eight thirty in the morning to try and see if that dumbass wanted to spar to let off some steam and Kirishima had just gone backed to bed and not even acknowledged that Bakugo was up, EARLY on a SATURDAY!
Seriously and people thought Bakugo was inconsiderate.
True that fucker was obviously exhausted this morning, but still… he normally always acknowledged Bakugo, fuck, Bakugo was getting pissier and pissier by the minute the more he thought about it and it didn't help that Kirishima still hadn't even acknowledged Bakugo's presence in the room, STILL! Bakugo got up ready to leave when he heard something that really pissed him off, he hadn't been paying attention to the other boy's conversation with Pikachu and tape face but what Kirishima said next got his attention, "so Denki, when the hell are we going to battle, I'm so psyched for it".
Denki? Since when were those two on a fucking first name basis? And battle, I thought I was Kirishima's sparring partner and why would Kirishima and Pikachu fighting be something to get psyched over?
By now, Bakugo was fuming and this sudden closeness he learned that shit hair and Pikachu had wasn't helping. "O, shitty hair, hurry up were going to spar!" Bakugo demanded, not asked, demanded.
"oh, sorry bakubro, I've got to go to the shops, would you like me to pick anything up for you?" kirishima offered up, to try and keep bakugo from blowing up right then and there.
"tch, get me some firkin ginger ale, the good kind not that stupid shit you drink" bakugo barked, annoyed that kirishima wasn't going to spar with him today.
"ok, see you guys later" kirishima beamed,
"don't forget my strawberries' Pikachu called out,
"ok denki" kirishima reassured him. Bakugo was pissed by that and started to saunter off to his room,
"were you going bakubro" tape face called out, "
shut up! Don't call me that tape face, and I'm not going to hang out with you damned extras" bakugo screamed in reply, he could hear Pikachu muttering something about how bakugo needed to chill out, I show you fucking chill in a minute, bakugo thought, calling me fucking bakubro, tape face was fucking asking for it, he doesn't get that stupid fucking privilege, dumbasses, bakugo continued for his room and when he finally got to his haven of solitude he texted one of the stupid extras.
Me: oi racoon eyes, whts wrong with shit head?!
Racoon eye: it's mina ashido! A-S-H-I-D-O!
Me: do I look like I give a fuck!
Racoon eyes: yes, yes you do
Me: oh, forget it, fucking extra!
Racoon eyes: ok, ok I'll be nice to you, what do you want help with?
Me: with shit hair!
Racoon eyes: kirishima?
Me: yes that's who I just said!
Racoon eyes: his names kirishima
Racoon eyes: not shit hair
Me: I don't give a crap, racoon eyes!
Racoon eye: "sigh" you're a lost cause
Me: what!
Racoon eyes: ok so what wrong with kiri?
She ignored him, and called him Kiri, seriously there close too, why the fuck hasn't he told me to call him Kiri, what the fuck.
Me: I don't know!
Racoon eyes: wow, ok… how did he look
Me: I dont know… shitty
Racoon eyes: your unbelievable
Me: I don't mean like that I mean… tired… exhausted and beat
Racoon eyes: wow, you really pay a lot of attention to him, huh
Me: I Will Kill You
Racoon eye: ok ok no more teasing, heres the plan you in
Me: sure
Him and racoon eyes began to devise a plan to cheer Kirishima up, you better be ready to feel fucking loved, shit hair.
Creator notes
Thank you again genzo for the proof read (I sadly still feel judged when your reading it, sorry) and this is the chapter based on bakugo, oh so much swearing and I wrote this at school, gonna get in so much shit, but kiribaku is worth it. (or I have poor judgement)