"Okay man, I'm ready to go!" Eijirou grinned, bumping his fists together in excitement.

Katsuki rolled his eyes at him but Eijirou was too happy to care.

He was going to spend the night at Bakugou's house—a place no one else was invited to go.

Yet, Bakugou Katsuki had barged into his room the day before and collapsed on his bed. Declaring for Eijirou to marry him—okay, so maybe that wasn't what happened—they would have to be dating first but still Eijirou could hope.

Katsuki told him he didn't want to go home alone, it was too boring, and that Eijirou was his best friend. So, Eijirou was told he was going and he was fine with going along with him. Eijirou had met Mrs and Mr Bakugou before so it wasn't going to be totally awkward.

Plus Eijirou was used to sleepovers with Katsuki enough not to be fazed with sharing a bed anymore.

Just bros being bros.

Dudes being dudes.

He was totally screwed.

Walking into the Bakugou house was surprisingly not as loud as he was expecting it to be. Masaru got the door and welcomed them inside. Katsuki grumbled as he pushed his way in, kicking off his shoes and putting on All Might slippers. Eijirou couldn't help but smile at it, sometimes he forgot he was one of the few people who got to see just how much of a dork the blond really was.

"Those are yours, dumbass," Katsuki muttered pointing to the Crimson Riot-themed slippers. Eijirou didn't even notice.

He looked up. "Wait how—"

"My parents are fashion designers and you're the only person I'd bring home with me. Why wouldn't they get you slippers?"

Eijirou grinned.

He took his shoes off and to the side of the genken, out of the way compared to the way Katsuki flung his shoes.

He put on his new slippers and smiled at Katsuki who only rolled his eyes. Eijirou bowed to Masaru. "Thank you."

"No problem, we're glad you like them. Now, is there anything you two want before dinner, Mitsuki is working a little late so I'm cooking tonight."

Eijirou shook his head. "No, I'm good. Is there anything we can help you with for dinner?"

Katsuki glared at him. "You're shit at cooking."

"I can help cut up stuff, you let me help you all the time when you cook us dinner," Eijirou stated.

"Not since you cut your finger the last time," Katsuki deadpanned.

"I told you it was an accident," Eijirou muttered.

"You have instructable skin!"

Eijirou wasn't about to say: 'Yeah but I was too distracted looking into your eyes to notice' his quirk only worked when he wasn't acting on his simp behavior and really he needed to work on that.

Masaru chuckled at them. Unknown to them both he couldn't help but think that was the way he and his wife acted when they started dating.

Mitsuki was just as much the loud and determined woman then as she was now. Masaru knew as much as his wife did that Kirishima was more than a friend to their son, they just had a running bet to see if the two boys even realized their feelings.

Mitsuki bet no, that her son was too stubborn to admit he liked someone and that Kirishima might have had a crush on her son but he wouldn't say anything to mess up their friendship most likely thinking Katsuki didn't feel the same.

Masaru on the other hand bet yes. He knew they both had feelings for one another, it was just a matter of time until one of them let it slip.

Masaru just hoped it was better than when Mitsuki confessed to him or rather grabbed him by the shirt and started kissing him. Not that he was complaining there was just lots of panicking and his favorite shirt being ripped, not to mention he had to run from the authorities in nothing but his socks when they were caught behind the school.

He just smiled warmly at the boys. "You don't need to help, I'm mostly done. Go ahead and get settled in and I'll call you down when it's ready."

Katsuki nodded and Eijirou thanked him again before he followed after the blond.

Eijirou always liked when he was allowed to stay in Katsuki's dorm. He liked being let in to see his room and how he had things set up, from the organized desk, to the books he brought with him, to the romance manga he hid in the back of his closet that Eijirou demanded he read to him.

So it wasn't all that shocking to note that the bedroom at his house was just as his dorm was. Eijirou was wrong. His room was so much more nerdy than he thought. He had an overflowing bookcase of mostly romance manga, some textbooks on the bottom shelf, and All Might figures covering most of the shelves.

He had some of his own and Eijirou's hero merch from when Jirou got it for him for Secret Santa, getting him a custom hoodie with Dynamight and Red Riot's logos on since they always teamed up but Eijirou wouldn't be surprised if she knew about his crush on Katsuki.

Most everyone in their class knew except Katsuki who was too busy yelling at someone to notice the love-sick face Eijirou was making. Which thank gods he never noticed.

By the time they were done unpacking, a.k.a, throwing their bags on the floor and laying in bed for a while scrolling through TikTok and Katsuki pretending not to watch the videos on Eijirou's phone they were being called down for dinner.

"Wow, it smells good!" Eijirou muttered.

He knew the Bakugou's knew how to cook, Katsuki telling him about the times he helped his parents in the kitchen, about how his mom was better at cooking and his dad was better at baking. So naturally Katsuki was fucking perfect at both.

"Hello, Kirishima, I'm so glad my brat brought a friend home," Mitsuki smiled knowingly at her son.

Eijirou didn't notice when he walked over, being the polite man he was and helping set down some of the food.

Meanwhile, Katsuki was glaring at his mother for mocking him. This was why he didn't bring anyone home—that and everyone was fucking annoying. Eijirou is the only exception to that apparently.

Dinner was delicious as usual and Eijirou made sure to offer to help clean up, Katsuki getting roped into helping as well.

Once they were out of the room Mitsuki couldn't help but chuckle to her husband. "God, they're even worse than when we went to visit the brat in the dorms."

Masaru looked into the kitchen, Katsuki arguing that Eijirou was going to wash the dishes and he was going to dry them and when the blond wasn't looking Eijirou took a handful of bubbles from the sink that was filling up and blew them right at Katsuki.

"They really are," Masaru agreed.

Mitsuki smirked at her husband and for a moment he was worried she was going to meddle. And he was right.

"What do you say you and I have a night out with work friends?"

"It's almost eight," Masaru stated knowing he would be in bed in an hour.

His wife rolled her eyes. "I watched you shotgun beer while flipping off teachers, babe. I think you can stay up past your bedtime. Plus I think you'd like the prize you get at the end of this weekend."

Masaru gulped.

He was a weak man.

Mitsuki smiled and got up walking to the kitchen. "We're going out for drinks with a client to work on one of our new deals. So the house is yours, Katsuki for the love of fuck no using your quirk indoors."

"Don't tell me what to do—"

Eijirou nudged him.

Katsuki stopped and just nodded at his mother.

Mitsuki should get a fucking award for not laughing at how fucking whipped her son was. Maybe with the house to himself, he could finally get rid of the sexual tension between him and his best friend. Mitsuki didn't sign off on the copper IUD for the brat just for nothing.

He was insufferable. Yet, he was eighteen and not that Mitsuki would shame anyone on it—she was supportive of all sexualities of course but damn he had a dorm room to himself—Mitsuki even gave him condoms and lube like any good responsible mother would and nothing.

Her little virgin brat was even more insufferable and it was getting difficult to watch.

"We won't be back until midnight, make sure everything is locked before you go to bed," she muttered.

Eijirou helped Katsuki finish cleaning the kitchen and soon enough they went back up to Katsuki's room.

His parents leaving for a drink with their friends or whatever. Katsuki sat on his bed while Eijirou sat on the floor, the fluffy rug was too soft not to lay on. Eijirou grabbed a pillow behind him and settled in.

It was a routine they were used to with living in the dorms, they would play video games or read manga for a while and Eijirou was right.

By eight Katsuki was getting up to shower. Eijirou was used to his best friend's routine by now. He just nodded and continued playing a few more rounds of the game. Getting lost in the difficult level he was on.

After a half hour, Katsuki still wasn't back.

Eijirou looked at the time and figured he get up. It didn't sound like the shower was on so Katsuki must have gone to get a snack once he was done. Eijirou shrugged at the thought and opened the door.

He paused—or rather froze in place.

Tried to find words and then lost them. All thoughts left his head as he locked eyes with Katsuki who was very much glaring back at him.

"Oh shit sorry man—thought you were done—" Eijirou trailed off.

Katsuki was standing there in the shower.

Naked—which why would he be fully clothed in the shower—Eijirou had seen him naked before for fuck's sake they were best friends. Why the fuck was he making it weird?! Eijirou knew he needed to shut the door and leave but he was too embarrassed to move.

Katsuki got out of the shower not bothering with a towel and dear gods, Eijirou thought he was going to die.

He was grabbed by his shirt but before he could harden his skin he noticed his shirt was being pulled off. Katsuki shut the door behind them and Eijirou swore he hurt him lock it.

"Bakugou I'm sorry—"

"Get your clothes off and in the shower."

Eijirou blinked.

Wait what?!

Katsuki smirked at him and Eijirou wasn't about to argue. He kicked off the rest of his clothes, his best friend's gaze not leaving him for a second. He ignored the fact he was half-hard and just let his pants fall to the ground.

He followed Katsuki back to the shower in a haze. He stepped into the shower more confused than ever. Katsuki pressed him up against the tile wall, so fucking close, Eijirou gulped.

"You just couldn't help it huh, Red?"

Eijirou tried not to think about how fucking close Katsuki was. The blond apparently didn't care, his hand trailing down Eijirou's torso and down and—

"Holy shit," Eijirou gasped.

Katsuki wrapped his hand around his cock, jerking him off, his grip firm as he teased him with each movement.

"You know, you could fuck me, if you asked nicely," Katsuki muttered.

Eijirou's eyes widened. "So you're not going to kill me for walking in on you?"

Katsuki thought about it and then shrugged. "I'm horny and you're hot. It isn't like you're a stranger. I've seen your dick like so many times so why not get to feel it in me?"

Eijirou nodded, it made sense.

Or at least he told himself it did, his mind screaming a mantra of 'what the fuck' because who the hell says that?!

"So?" Katsuki asked.

"For real?" Eijirou asked dumbly.

"Unless you don't wa—"

Eijirou cut him off. "No, I very much want to."

Katsuki smirked.

He pulled Eijirou closer to him letting himself be the one now pressed to the tile wall. Eijirou was pretty sure he was dreaming when Katsuki turned around, pressing his ass out.

"Then do it," Katsuki muttered.

And Eijirou was going to fucking die.

He knew he would but fuck he couldn't help it. He moved closer, thrusting between the thighs he could fucking drool over. Testing the waters as he put his hands on Katsuki's hips. The blond letting him.

Eijirou was clumsy as he lined up, he knew he was, but he ignored it. Pressing into the blond slowly and as gently as he could. He didn't want to hurt him and he knew in hindsight he probably should have prepped him. He remembered Mina ranting about porn on time about how they just slam in and how unrealistic it was.

However, he must have done something right. Katsuki let out a gasp as Eijirou pressed the rest of the way in. Katsuki stilling in place, not pulling away to tell Eijirou to stop.

Hesitantly Eijirou pulled out before thrusting back in—and holy shit—it felt like nothing he felt before. Then again he was used to his hands which given the amount of times he trained they were rougher than he would have liked.

It was nothing like the silky walls he was in now. He grabbed his waist harder, trying to not get lost he was not going to cum this fucking soon. But fuck, he was not expecting it to feel like that.

"Fucking harder," Katsuki demanded.

And it was like a switch. He was fucking Katsuki right now and he was pretty sure no one—himself included—would believe it.

Eijirou pushed him into the tiles. "Who would have thought you'd be such a demanding bottom."

Katsuki went to say something but Eijirou took that moment to thrust into him again, not really caring for an answer but rather he wanted to hear the sounds the blond would make.

He loved the moans, surprised gasps, and fuck, the soft cries of fucking him harder. It all echoed in the bathroom and Eijirou was so fucking glad they had the house to themselves because he was pretty sure he would die if Mrs and Mr Bakugou knew he was balls deep in their son.

A fact he was still in shock about.

Eijirou didn't know what he was doing, his hands still awkwardly on Katsuki's hips, his waist, and not trailing too far away. He didn't want to make the blond uncomfortable. He should have just asked where he could touch but now seemed too late for that question.

He had to settle on trying to map out where was okay to touch which only got him so far before Katsuki sighed.

"For fuck's sake just do it already," Katsuki grabbed his wrists and moved them up on his body. Until—Oh dear gods.

His hands were cupping his pecs.

Full and round.

Muscular and swishy at the same time. Katsuki holding onto him as he squeezed them, the blond let out a pleased gasp.

"Like that, fuck, keep doing that," Katsuki hummed.

Eijirou cupped his tits as he was told, letting the water run on them. The amount of times he thought about touching them, now, he could. The image of him being able to fuck them, lick them, fuck just being able to see them without the tape he used to bind with left Eijirou feeling drunk off Katsuki all over again.

Katsuki leaned back, pressing back against him. "Can we—uh—I want to turn around."

Eijirou kissed his back or more like his shoulder he didn't even realize he did it until he was pulling out. Definitely not watching his dick slip out. Not realizing how fucking hot Katsuki was around his dick.

He moved back and Katsuki turned to face him.

His face was as red as Eijirou's felt. Facing each other suddenly making it all the more real.

He wrapped his arms around Eijirou's neck anyway. "Come on Ei, I ain't done yet."

Eijirou grabbed him by the thighs and lifted him up. Katsuki might not have been a light person, but years of training and building up the muscle that he did made him much heavier than he looked. But Eijirou knew he benched over his weight, lifting him was something he could do with ease.

Katsuki had no problem wrapping his legs around him. Eijirou pressed him up against the tile wall, thrusting back into his best friend. Fucking the warm wet heat that damn near welcomed him back in.

Eijirou never though he would be able to fuck his best friend, but he was not prepared to see the pornographic face Katsuki made when he did that. Oh, fuck.

"Oh god, don't do that," Eijirou whined.

"What?"

Eijirou groaned. "That face."

Katsuki looked confused then suddenly smug when he figured it out.

"What this face?"

Katsuki relaxed, he closed his eyes and he moaned, making the face like before.

Eijirou closed his eyes. Almost coming from that look alone. "Yes, that one."

Katsuki chuckled.

He moved his hand to cup Eijirou's face. "Why don't you do something about it then?"

Katsuki looked down at his lips and Eijirou looked at him then his lips taking the hint.

He leaned in and met Katsuki for a kiss.

Which, fucking the blond might have been new but kissing wasn't. It was warm and familiar and everything Eijirou fucking dreamed about. The explosive man in his arms was so rough with everything he did but he kissed Eijirou like he was worth cherishing.

They had kissed three times before. Once in Eijirou's dorm when Katsuki was having a panic attack and Eijirou panicked. Which he was equally shocked that it worked but a win was a win. Then they kissed again on a dare, and another time when Katsuki bribed him with a kiss if he got a ninety on the exam. Which Eijirou got a ninety-seven. So it was more like they made out that time.

This time was messy, needy, and like it was what they needed to be grounded. They just needed to be as close as they could be.

Sure, Eijirou was fucking him but this was still different on another level. Kissing him always felt like home and while it probably wasn't all that great with water spraying in their faces a little, Eijirou was on cloud nine with having Katsuki this close.

"Please, Eiji," Katsuki moaned.

Eijirou remembered something at one of the sleepovers—which yes, he was invited to girls' night but so were Todoroki and Katsuki but the blond usually didn't go.

So Eijirou moved so that he was holding on to Katsuki with one arm. Bring the other to trail down his torso and to his pussy. He didn't hesitate this time as he rubbed over his clit, which thank fuck for the embarrassing pamphlet Mina handed out after Denki blurted out the clit was just a myth. Which no, Eijirou had no idea why or how they ended up in that conversation.

Katsuki moaned louder this time so he was clearly doing something right. He kept his pace, then just as suddenly Katsuki clenched around his dick, nails digging into his shoulders as Katsuki screamed his name.

His head hit the tile but Eijirou was too caught up to notice, Katsuki came on his dick. He fucking made him cum. Holy shit. The way Katsuki felt around him, Eijirou couldn't help it.

He came soon after.

Stopping his movement as he held onto Katsuki, trying to drop him as he fucking milked his cock. Eijirou tried hard to think why they hadn't done this before, it felt so much better than he thought. However, post-nut glory only lasted so long until reality came crashing down.

"Bakugou?" Eijirou asked hesitantly.

"What, Shitty Hair?"

"You're on birth control right?"

He waited for Katsuki to hit him, maybe curse him out but he just flicked his shoulder. "I wouldn't have let you fucking cum in me otherwise you fucking dumbass!"

"Just checking."

"I told you the hag made me get the copper IUD when I started testosterone so it didn't fuck up my hormones and shit. And call me Katsuki, not that stupid bro shit or my last name, I don't like it."

Eijirou leaned in closer. "What about, 'babe'?"

Katsuki blushed red and turned away. "Whatever then I get to call you my boyfriend."

Eijirou grinned. "Wait really?"

Katsuki blinked at him.

"If anyone else walked in on me in the shower I would kill them. Not bring them in here with me!"

Which yeah he was right.

Eijirou kissed him. "Can I wash your hair?"

Katsuki looked taken aback but nodded.

Eijirou let him down, pulling out of him gently and definitely not noticing the trail of cum run down his best friend—his boyfriend's thighs.

So muscular—and so fucking manly.

Eijirou shook his thoughts away, grabbing the shampoo and washing Katsuki off before he got to wash his hair.

Katsuki did the same to him.

"Is this the reason why you invited me along?" Eijirou asked.

"To fuck you?" Katsuki was rinsing his hair out.

"I kinda meant to ask you out but that too," Eijirou muttered.

Katsuki rolled his eyes. "I mean kinda. I just wanted to take you hiking with me, thought you'd like it plus I like it when you sleep over in the dorms."

He muttered the last part but Eijirou heard it. "Aww, that's so sweet, babe!"

"Shut up!"

Katsuki turned the water off when he was done and threw a towel at Eijirou before he stomped off to his room. Eijirou followed after him.

Getting changed into boxers and a t-shirt.

Leaving it at that.

"Wanna not watch a movie and make out?" Eijirou asked.

"Only if I can straddle you and you pretend you totally don't want to touch my ass," Katsuki murmured.

Eijirou grinned.

They put on a horror movie they had both seen before so they didn't really mind all that much that they wouldn't be watching it.

Katsuki took a seat on his lap and leaned in but not quite kissing Eijirou yet.

"Fuck, you're pretty."

Eijirou blushed, not at all ready for that. And then Katsuki was kissing him. Messy and sweet, welcoming as he relaxed into Eijirou's lap.

The kisses were much softer than they were in the shower, lazily just wanting to be close to one another.

Eijirou loved it.

He grabbed the blond by the waist, his hands getting lower and lower until he was cupping his ass much like he fucking wanted to.

Katsuki moaned softly into the kiss and Eijirou fucking died.

His lips felt so good.

He wasn't sure when the door opened but Katsuki leaned back too far and pulled them both off the bed, Eijirou falling on top of him.

"Fucking finally! Knew you two would bone," Mitsuki muttered. "I just wanted to ask if you wanted pancakes in the morning but I see you're busy." Mitsuki chuckled. "Don't keep me up, but have fun."

Katsuki covered his face. "Fuck off you hag!"

Eijirou started laughing before pressing a kiss to Katsuki's lips.

"Wanna cuddle and go to bed, we can go on a hike in the morning and avoid your parents," Eijirou offered.

"Fuck yeah," Katsuki nodded.

They made quick work of turning off the lights—minus a small All Might night light, of course, Eijirou taking his place on the edge of the bed, until Katsuki climbed in beside him. The blond taking the spot near the wall since Eijirou kicked most of the covers off in his sleep.

"You're really my boyfriend," Eijirou muttered, still amazed.

"And you're still a dumbass," Katsuki answered, leaning in and kissing his boyfriend's forehead.

They cuddled up with one another, Katsuki wrapping himself around Eijirou as both of them grinned themselves, giddy and excited to have finally come clean about their feelings.

And if they woke up tangled up together and had to sit through an awkward breakfast with a smug Mitsuki and confused Masaru before their hike then Eijirou would not have it any other way… though it would be a while until he stayed at the Bakugou's again after they learned his sins.

THE END