"The explosive boy has never kissed anyone"
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Kirishima had realized a fact that was hard to believe. Well, the vast majority of the 1A found out about that particular detail.
They found out that Bakugou had never had his first kiss. The explosive and rude boy, with a tough character, a rude vocabulary, with rough movements, which give him the air of having lived a long time than his peers; but they were deeply prejudiced upon learning of it. And how?
It was a Friday afternoon where the majority of the classroom was gathered either eating snacks or watching TV in the living room. Among them Bakugou. Kirishima doesn't remember very well how the idea of how his classmates decided to play truth or dare came about (perhaps it was Mina, given her influence to convince others to play in a group), but it happened and what he remembers was that they convinced to Bakugou to join them in the game because they didn't want to be incomplete in the armed circle.
Between laughter and laughter and moments of embarrassment, each classmate, had their respective turn; among them, Bakugou. It was his turn to be interrogated by Mina, and as expected, Bakugou chose truth, because he wouldn't dare even if it was an insignificant game for teenagers to choose a challenge, since Mina applied the most bizarre challenges in the room and it was obvious that Bakugou. He wouldn't risk making a fool of himself, if he was Bakugou.
What no one expected, much less he, that Mina would say the following:
"Who was your first kiss, Bakugou?" The mockery and mischief of the way Mina asked the question, unleashed a brutal "hah?!" from Bakugou, followed by a slight blush that wasn't noticeable from a long distance.
"Come on, tell us man," Kirishima himself urged his best friend to respond.
"Come on, don't be a girl, Bakugou," Kaminari joked with a laugh.
Soon silence and tension were visible on Bakugou, who was hesitating on what to answer. Kirishima noticed the difficulty of his best friend to open his mouth, because roughly, he clenched his jaw and looked down in shame.
Bakugou embarrassed ?! He thought surprised. In the months of knowing him, he had never seen him be ashamed of something and be so frustrated by a trifle. He supposed that it was because they weren't topics he discussed with others; and, that it wasn't a topic, of which Midoriya (His childhood friend of his) had knowledge.
"Or do you prefer challenge, Bakugou?" Mina taunted, willing not to let the opportunity to embarrass him pass her by.
"What do you care about my first kiss, stupid extras?!" Bakugou found his voice to argue, which lessened the group's tension, but not the expectation and intrigue to know who his first kiss was. Kirishima was also intrigued to find out, because it was about his best friend and his love life; and he would support him in the romance that he had or has hidden.
"We care a lot, because it's about you, explosive boy," Mina replied cleverly. "There's a line of girls dying to kiss you. It's fair to know"
His best friend twitched, looking like an ivory statue.
Immediately, his teammates, including himself, pressured him to answer a good time, because they were already getting impatient with his little openness to speak and they still wanted to continue playing for a while longer.
"Are you a coward?" Kaminari nailed it. Attacking Bakugou's pride was what led him to answer truthfully.
"I'm not a coward, you fucking legged charger!" Bakugou screamed, raging. "If you want to know so much, I'll tell you, damn it." The others perked up, moving from their positions on the floor. Bakugou clasped his hands and blurted out the truth that would leave everyone dumbfounded. "I haven't kissed anyone. I've never had my first kiss" Silence. "Happy? I'm leaving, this fucking game has fed me up" He growled and snorted, grinding his teeth until they cracked. "Don't bother me with that again, you understand fucking extras?" He threatened. Logical. It's Bakugou.
When he retired, they had all joined a sea of doubts. Neither believed that the dreaded Bakugou had never had the first kiss from him. To be honest, it was hard to digest, because they didn't see it coming.
It was a surprise hit.
His best friend hasn't kissed anyone.
Why?
If from leagues it was seen that he is a guy with a lot of experience in life, happy with knowledge, with a wide range of talents, both in terms of physical gifts, and having the wood of a hero wasting on his physiognomy.
Despite being confused by it, his curiosity far exceeded his discretion, leading him to want to inquire about the reason for that, if it was possible that he had a person he liked and that is why he reserved to kiss her. correct person.
In addition, he sensed that Midoriya had a knowledge about that particular subject, since he, Todoroki and Iida, were the ones who were not present in the game. Midoriya was absent from Monday to Friday to train in the afternoons until dark, Todoroki would visit his mother on Friday afternoons, or sometimes his sister, Iida who knows. But he just so happened that he wasn't with them on Friday that they played truth or dare, either.
As expected, he questioned Midoriya on Saturday night, after Midoriya returned from running from the school's race track. Even on Saturdays the boy trained.
He greeted him casually, being greeted by the huge and bright smile of the green-haired boy, of whom anyone would fall at his feet. Which, it was strange to think that he was a childhood friend of Bakugou, due to the great difference in personalities they both had. If the two are poles apart.
"Midoriya, there is something I want to ask you." Kirishima dared to question him.
"Yes, sure, Kirishima. Anything, "Midoriya stated willingly. "What is it?"
"Well, you've known Bakugou since your were kids, haven't you?"
Midoriya looked at him confused, but he nodded.
"What is the question about? Is there anything about Kacchan you want to know?" Midoriya said, getting a little nervous. "Um, why don't you think it would be better to ask Kacchan directly? I mean, Kacchan hates me and I don't think he likes me talking about him behind his back, especially with you, who are his friend" He saddened at the mention of 'friend' and supposed it was because they weren't considered friends, but as rivals and childhood friends. Nothing else.
"I want to know if you know if there is someone who Bakugou likes?"
Midoriya's face turned red and he began to stutter in bewilderment.
Maybe he wasn't expecting that I could to be so blunt, he told himself, rolling his eyes.
"W-why do you want to know?" Midoriya muttered.
"Because." He leaned over to whisper in his ear what had happened the night before. Midoriya's eyes popped out of their orbs in surprise, accompanied by a blush spreading across his cheeks and the tips of his ears.
The poor boy was a mess with the reveal and seemed dazed enough to say something coherent.
"I don't know if Kacchan likes someone." Midoriya spoke. "But whoever he likes, that person is very fortunate to have his attention and admiration." And with that said, Midoriya apologized to Kirishima for his comment and went to the bath to take a shower.
Kirishima was lost in the matter, assuming that he had gotten into trouble among childhood friends who were not on good terms. However, he would not give up and insist on knowing the background that his best friend has not kissed anyone.
His response was much closer than he thought.
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NOTE: It has been a while since I've posted a fic in English, so this is what I thought I could translate it.
It's a simple fic. Its short and light. Nothing too complicated.
Kirishima is the main character of this fic, even though it's much more focused on Kacchan's love life.