6 MONTHS LATER
"Thanks for having me come with you," I tell Kirishima as he drives toward the airport.
"I'm glad you could come!" he exclaimed.
"Are you sure Kacchan won't mind?" I asked. "I mean he hasn't written me a single letter." I can tell Kirishima doesn't know what to say. I can forgive Kacchan for leaving that night but to not write me once during his training is just cruel. I fold my arms wondering if he would have responded differently if I told him I was a virgin, no it wouldn't have been any different I'm sure.
"I have a small dinner planned," explained Kirishima. "He is suppose to be staying with me since he is still avoiding his mom, at least she didn't kill him."
"You have your own place?" I inquire. Kirishima laughs.
"God no," he replies. "I still live with my parents. I would like to have a place in another year or so. I'm in the middle of my own training for the hero station in my town."
"That's pretty cool," I smile. "How is that going for you?"
"It's awesome!" he exclaims. "Like I seriously the stuff they have us doing is nothing compared to what we went through at U.A.."
"I bet," I replied. "I'm surprised you have to go through training at all."
"It helps to build morale on the team," he explains. "I'm still wondering who my partner is going to be."
"I'm sure whoever it is, you two will be great for each other," I reply. "You're such a friendly person."
"Oh you flatter me," giggles Kirishima. He fills me in on his training in more detail as we approach the airport. Kirishima parks the car and we climb out walking towards the main building. I can tell he doesn't know where to go.
"We can meet him at baggage claims," I reply. "We don't have to go through security to meet him. We want to walk over here to the left."
"You know your way around huh?" asked Kirishima.
"Yeah my mom and I come up here a lot to get my dad," I explained. We continue into the building and we're looking around. It appears a lot of people are here to see their loved one returning from training. People are holding up signs and have flowers. Bakugou would kill us if we did any of that. "Did he tell you what he was wearing?"
"No," replied Kirishima pulling out his phone. "He just sent me a text that said hurry the fuck up shitty hair." I chuckle shaking my head. We look around trying to see if we can spot him. "I think I see him!" Kirishima is pointing to a dark corner. I had to really fix my eyes on it to see him. Sure enough it is Bakugou. He is leaning against the well looking down. He looks up as we get closer.
"It's about time," he hisses. He notices me and his skin becomes slightly pale. "What the fuck is he doing here!" I flitch a little because he sounds so angry. Kirishima looks taken back by this.
"He knew the way to the airport for one," explained Kirishima. "He's also your child hood friend who was really worried about you. I knew he would want to see you were in one piece." I blush from Kirishima putting my business out there. Bakugou pushes off the wall with a small sack on his back chuckling.
"As you can see I'm completely fine," he beams. "Training camp was a piece of cake. You would love it Kirishima. I'm way better than you now."
"Oh whatever!" exclaims Kirishima. "I'm training too you bastard!" Bakugou smirks as he starts to walk.
"If that is what you call training," he taunts. I look down beginning to walk hurt that he didn't want me here and now he is pretty ignoring me. I get into the back of the car allowing Kacchan to sit up front with Kirishima. I guess training camp did work for him. He is explaining how he got to train with the number 3 and number 4 hero in training camp. He is actually smiling and everything. He will be heading to his first tour in the way in one week. I feel my stomach do flip flops with this information. I thought we would have more time. We pull up in front of Kirishima's parents house. I get out of the car and head towards the house. "Ughhhhh…he's staying for dinner too?"
"I told you he was," stated Kirishima unlocking the door. "Stop being an ass." I sigh wondering what did I do wrong for him to treat me like this. Kirishima points out the table that looks amazing! There is rice, all sorts of meat, and sushi! I did not know he did all of this. Incredible.
"Kirishima, this is beautiful," I tell him.
"Don't get any ideas because I didn't cook it," laughs Kirishima.
"I know you can't cook worth a shit," laughed Bakugou. "Let me go wash up, I'm ready to eat this!" Bakugou knows his way around this place and heads to the bathroom. I take a seat at the table and Kirishima walks up to me.
"Sorry about Bakugou," said Kirishima. "I didn't think he would be upset by you being here."
"I can leave if you like," I offer.
"Nonsense," said Kirishima waving it off. "I want you to stay. Besides I have a feeling Bakugou really wants you here."
"Why do you say that?" I ask. Kirishima walks into the kitchen to wash his hands leaving me in suspense. I get up from the table walking over to him. "What do you mean?" Kirishima is about to respond when Bakugou comes back into the room grabbing some beef with some chop sticks and eating it.
"This is good shit!" he grins.
"You animal!" exclaims Kirishima. "Wait for the rest of us!" I wash my hands quickly joining them. I grab a plate piling the food on it. I sit down and listen to Bakugou stories of training camp. Him and Kirishima comparing who's training was harder. I have nothing to offer in the conversation as I just started taking classes and I don't do any type of training unless working out counts.
"No dessert?" asked Bakugou. "Kiri you know better than that!"
"I prepared this feast for you, didn't I!" he exclaimed.
"You have half assed it," says Bakugou smirking. I start washing the dishes out of habit.
"Hey!" exclaimed Kirishima noticing. "You don't have to do that."
"It's fine really," I say laughing a little. "It's my way of saying thank you."
"Always have to be the good guy," said Bakugou rolling his eyes.
"Well I'm going to be the good and get your damn dessert," said Kirishima. "What do you want?"
"You should know what I want," said Bakugou. "What kind of best friend are you?"
"Oh shut up!" exclaimed Kirishima. "Midoriya, did you want anything?"
"Oh whatever you get is fine," I reply. "I'm not picky."
"Awesome," said Kirishima. "I'll be right back." Bakugou looks like he wanted to say something but Kirishima is out the door before he could get a chance. I continue to focus on washing the dishes as I try to think of what to say to Bakugou. I finish up quicker than I thought looking for Bakugou. He is sitting in the living room playing on his phone.
"Hey," I say slowly.
"What," he barks.
"Why do you sound so mad at me?" I asked. Bakugou doesn't say anything as he frowns. "You know that was fucked up for you to leave without saying goodbye." This causes Bakugou to look up.
"Would do you think you are talking to?" he said balling up his fist.
"I'm taking to the asshole who fucked me and jumped out my bedroom window!" I yelled. "If you wanted to leave all you had to do was say so." Bakugou drops his phone jumping off the couch getting in my face.
"You got balls all of a sudden you quirkless fuck," he yells so close I can feel spit on my face.
"Yes I do!" I replied glaring at him. Bakugou glares back at me swallowing hard. I ball up my fist in case he wants to try and fight me. Bakugou grabs my face causing me to kiss him. "Mmmpphhhh!" I'm shocked, appalled, what the hell? I try to back away from Bakugou when he wraps his right arm around my waist to keep me close.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"Away from you!" I hissed. "Y-you left, you never wrote me…..you hurt my feelings. You have done nothing but yell at me and make me feel like shit!" Bakugou holds me tighter his lips form a tight thin line. I'm trying to read him but right now it is hard to with my emotions all over the place. Bakugou looks like he has something to say but doesn't. He pulls me towards the bathroom. "Kacchan! Let go!" He shoves me in the bathroom closing the door locking it. I look at him slightly nervous because I don't know what the hell he is thinking. Bakugou grabs my wrist pulling me towards him. Our lips meet once again and this time I melt just a little. "Kacchan…" I moan feeling so emotional.
"Tell me you didn't miss me?" he questioned against my lips. Of course I missed him, I don't know if I want to tell him this though. He was such an asshole for what he did, he is lucky I am even here. I look at his eyes and his face looks from the last time I saw him. I lean in slowly and he is not backing away. I lick his bottom lip watching a moan escape his lips "A-ahhh…" I crush my lips onto his wrapping my arms around his neck.
Nothing can compare to feeling his body close to mine. My body, my mind questioned so many times did I do something wrong to push Bakugou away. His hand slides up the back of my shirt setting my skin on fire. I take his tongue into my mouth wanting to feel every inch of him. My hands grip his back greedily not wanting him to slip away. Bakugou ruts against me causing my eyes to roll into the back of my head. Bakugou backs me up against the bathroom counter.
"H-hahh…ha…." I moan running my hands up the front of his shirt. Bakugou pulls out of the kiss leaning his forehead against mine breathing hard with his eyes closed. I hop up on the counter quickly spreading my legs. I grab Bakugou by the collar of his shirt pulling him closer to me between my legs. My lips reclaim his once again and I feel like life is being breathed into my soul. I can feel how hard we both are as we're rutting against each. Bakugou licks my cheek, before licking my chin causing me to shiver. "Ughhh…"I groan gripping his shirt tightly. He kisses my collarbone before likely biting it. "Ahhh…haa…Kacchan…."
He thrusts his hips against mine causing friction, good friction. My lower body is responding well as I feel myself becoming dizzy. I slide my hands into Bakugou hair.
"Ggghhhh….." he moans against my collarbone. Bakugou hands grab my waist aggressive pressing me against his length. "Ahhh…..fffuuccckk…." he begins thrusting up against me. I wrap my legs around his waist as he continues to thrusts against me. My body is almost acting on it's own. My eyes roll into the back of my head feeling overly sensitive to his touch.
"Haaa….." I moan. "I-I'm….ngghhh… going to c-cum…." I can feel my body start to shake a little as the familiar pleasure builds in my gut. Bakugou looks at me as he continues to thrust against me. "Ohhh…ohhh…goodddd….." I struggle to breathe as I fight against my climax. I'm like right there…I can't cum in my clothes.
"Hello!" we hear Kirishima call out. "Where did everyone go?" Bakugou immediately pulls away. He turns on the water in the sink beside and starts splashing his face while I climb down off the counter top. I lean over with my body demanding to know what happen. My balls hurt slightly as I was seriously about to cum in my clothes. "Bakugou, you better not be snooping in my room!" Bakugou opens the bathroom door grabbing my hand.
"I'm right here loud mouth," he says. Kirishima comes around the corner.
"There you guys are," he grinned. "So I got…"
"That will have to wait," said Bakugou cutting him off. "The Deku here isn't feeling well, I have to get him home." I look at him wondering what the hell?
"Oh," said Kirishima. "He does look like he has a fever." He reaches his hand out to touch me.
"Don't fucking touch him," said Bakugou slapping his hand away. "He's sick." Bakugou walks over grabbing his phone. "Lend me your key so I can get back in."
"Sure thing," said Kirishima handing Bakugou the key. "We can eat dessert when you get back. If your still in the mood for it." Kirishima winks at me causing me to wonder how much did he hear of us in the bathroom.