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Bakugo rolled out of bed at two. Today was the day, and it was hard not to smile. He took a quick shower, threw on his favorite shirt and a pair of baggy pants. Camie liked to take a million pictures so he might as well wear something he wouldn't mind seeing over and over.
Bakugo made his way to the elevator and nearly ran into Kaminari. The other boy greeted him cheerily,” Well if it isn't Bakubro!”
“”I'll see enough of you later, get the fuck out of the doorway already.” Bakugo said as he mashed the close door button furiously.
“Chipper. As usual.” Kaminari retorted before he walked out and then suddenly turned to grab the frame of the door,” Oh yeah, Mina's coming too.”
“Great. Make a goddamn field trip of it.”
“What do you expect when you always say no to hanging out with us but jump at the chance to go with some girl?”
Before he could lunge for Kaminari, he had let go the door and it had finally shut. Fuming, Bakugo wondered if that was really what it seemed like and decided he didn't care.
He finally made it to the ground floor, and groaned as he saw Ashido and Kirishima stop talking as he tried to pass them. He grimaced at their equally bright greeting of,” Hi Bakugo!”
He ignored them to head to the kitchen and heard Kirishima's loud footfalls to follow him,” Rude! Oh, you haven't had breakfast yet? No wonder you're grumpy, dude.”
Mina entered the kitchen right after the boys did, hopping up onto a counter,” I'm hungry too!”
Bakugo dug around in the fridge silently, pulling out a couple of eggs, the bread, cheese, and the lunchmeat ham. He rummaged around in the cupboards for his pan. The one he had bought himself because the others besides Satou, Ojirou, Tsuyu and Tokoyami were disasters in the kitchen. He grimaced at the memory of the warped pan he had had to douse salt over and cool down before throwing away. Because of those idiots, they had all had to take a mandatory cooking class from Lunch Rush for three weekends in a row and he hadn't let Hagakure and Uraraka forget about it.
“It's like a chicken and the egg kind of deal.” Mina said thoughtfully, banging her heels on the cabinets and Kirishima nodded seriously.
“Hey Bakugo, how'd you become friends with that girl anyway?”
“Rent-A-Cop?”
“I think?”
Bakugo turned on the stove, set the pan and bit a hole into a slice of bread before buttering it,” License exam.”
Ashido hopped from the counter,” And you guys just...exchanged numbers?!”
Bakugou leaned back against the counter to fold his arms,” Obviously.”
Kirishima looked at him, and if Bakugo wasn't mistaken, looked hurt,” After you two had just met?”
“What the hell is this?! Good cop, bad cop? I'm sure Camie will give you the whole fucken novel when we get there. Lay off.”
Kirishima's jaw dropped, the points of his teeth visible before his jaw snapped shut,” You two are on first name basis?”
Ashido and Kirishima shot each other a loaded stare before Bakugo started shoving them,” Out. Go talk shit somewhere else.”
“Wait, I just-It's just weird alright?” Kirishima's brows were drawn into an arc of concern,” You don't even call us by first names...”
Was it just him, or was Bakugo hearing a note of jealousy? Damn, he hoped so. Grinning smugly, he turned back to his food, throwing the bread into the pan and cracking the egg into the hole he'd made.
“D-does she call you Katsuki?” Mina squeaked and Bakugo couldn't believe what he was hearing.
He looked over his shoulder to really look at them. Mina's fists were clenched, her mouth pursed in a troubled expression. Kirishima wasn't looking at him, shoulders dropped and pointed teeth digging at his lip. He notices the sympathetic glance Ashido's black eyes give Kirishima and feels his heart skip.
It's hard not to hope,” Nah.”
“So you two are just friends?”
Bakugo rolls his eyes, as he unwraps a slice of cheese, lays down some ham and covers it with another bread before flipping his sandwich,” Don't make me repeat myself or I'll kick you out.”
He's too focused on not burning his food to really make good on his bluff, but Kirishima and Ashido leave him alone to whisper. He slides his grilled cheese onto a plate, egg side up and pours himself an orange juice before eating. By the time he finishes up and washes his dishes, it's time to head out so he can catch his train. He leaves the dorms, only half-hoping before the idiot trio and Kirishima are trailing him, talking boisterously among themselves.
“I've always said Bakugo's good looks are wasted on him and this is proof! He's texting a hot girl and getting nice pics and isn't dating her.”
If Camie were here, he could joke about having “mad game” but since she isn't here to let them know it's a joke, he trips Kaminari instead. He sort of wishes she was here to say “Respecc womyn” but has to say,” Shut the hell up. Not all of us drool after every girl we lay eyes on.”
“He's got ya there,” Sero snickers and then it turns into Kaminari whining, Ashido ribbing him, and Kirishima not contributing anything but his laughter.
As soon as he and the others leave the bustling train depot, he's texting Camie to ask if she's there yet and Sero says,” I say she'll be late and Bakugo yells at her for 10.”
Ashido hums,” I say she's late and he doesn't yell for 15.”
Kirishima counters, chewing the inside of his cheek idly,” She'll be on time for 10.”
“Yeah right! She'll be on time AND he'll yell for 20! It IS Bakugo!”
“Shut the hell up! I swear to fuck if you all don't, you're dead!”
Ashido stretches her arms overhead,” Why d'you have to be such a stick in the mud Bakubro?”
“You aren't nervous are you?” Sero asks with a wink. Kaminari snickers and Bakugo shoves his phone into his pocket to keep from pitching it at him.
“Do me a favor and tape your mouth shut flat face.”
“Ooh. Scary,” Sero deadpans and before Bakugo can threaten him again, he hears Camie.
“Hey B! Sorry I'm late! You good?”
She jogs into view and it's satisfying the way Sero and Kaminari straighten up, faces shocked. Ashido smiles at the newcomer and Kirishima keeps glancing from Bakugo to Camie. Katsuki folds his arms with a scowl,” You're late. You're buying.”
“I got lost! Why you gotta do me dirty when I'm broke af! These your-Oh! You're Kirishima! And uh... Black eyes? Flat face? Process of elimination means you're Drooly! Right B?”
“You're a fucking genius.” Katsuki shoots over his shoulder,” Let's go already.”
“You ain't even gonna rep a playa? That's cold, mang. Sup Bakusuad! I'm Utsushimi Camie! B and I are besties!”
He can tell Kaminari is checking her out. In her tight leggings, high boots and loose v-neck sweater he can see why. He wants to compliment her on learning to do that side braid she's been having trouble with but can't because of the company. Instead he impatiently waits for the idiots to introduce themselves.
Camie turns to him,” Boi you got some 'splaining' to do! Todoroki and now these guys? Even Ashido be lookin' like a snack out here! Thank you based Bakugo for this meal I'm finna receive so help me LORD.”
Bakugo has to bite his tongue and can barely mutter,” Thirsty ass.”
“I be slidin' in them boys dm's B! It's my prime directive and you best get to steppin' in before me before I steal yo man best.”
Bakugo snorts,” Try me bitch.”
“Oh, I'll go toe to toe and drag you.”
“Run that lame shit to a lame bitch, trick.”
He and Camie turn at the same time to address the bakusquad ,” Hurry up.”
They all jolt at once like they're on the same wavelength before catching up. He notices them all mutter quietly and pass their money to Ashido and Camie perks up,” Who's your cash cow, Ashido?”
Ashido blinks, shocked before a sly grin pulls wide across her face,” Denki.”
“Oh shut up! I swear it's rigged! You win every time!” his face colors and he shoves his hands into his pockets,” Where are we going?”
“Arcade.” Bakugo says and Camie pipes up,” It's where all the convincing delinquents go to get forgotten by society. Right, B?”
“Says the Ganguro.”
“Yeah right! Least I'm not a yankee. That's like so outdated, B. I dunno why you do this to yourself. Thought you were smart.”
“It's making a comeback!”
“And you da vanguard of this movement, huh best? Must be lonely in your time machine.”
“Oh fuck off and blend that foundation into your neck.”
When she pulls out her compact to check with a horrified gasp, Bakugo laughs and she punches his arm,” Bitch!”
“Use them illusions to fix your make up scrub.”
Ashido blinks,” So you guys just...make fun of each other?”
“Make fun? Nah, I spit her and fucking ROAST HER.”
Camie rolls her eyes,” Ya moves weak af, don't play. But yeah I guess. What else are we gonna do? Well, I guess it is kinda boring for you guys to sit round with us petty bitches.”
Sero grins and Bakugo doesn't like it,” Wouldn't say that.”
Kirishima is biting at his lip again,” How long have you known each other?”
Bakugo tries not to look shocked. Did Kirishima think he was lying? If he were honest, he wanted Camie to meet him at some point, but was getting carried away. He wanted to know what Kirishima thought of her. He wanted them to get along at least.
“B and I...it's been a couple of weeks right B? This is our first RL meet up since the test?”
Bakugo grunts his affirmation and Kaminari is on the tail of it,” So you two have...just been talking?”
Camie's big eyes go wide before she ducks her head, hand over her mouth with a snicker,” Ohhh my god, B! They don't know?”
Bakugo bristles,” I will smear your eyebrows.”
“Okay,” Ashido says, throwing her hands up,” Seriously this is so weird! Bakugo I think this is the most I've heard you joke around and and laugh?”
Camie looks puzzled,” B always clownin on me tho?”
“If that's what you want to call it,” Denki mutters and Bakugo turns to face them.
“We're here. Cough up the dough duckface.”
Camie digs into her purse with an exasperated huff,” Now you sound like a bonefied delinquent, Bakugo.”
He snatches the money and counts it, hands some back,” Got enough for three. Black eyes, Drooly and Sticky can figure it out for themselves. Let's go Kirishima.”
Kirishima jumps at his name and stares dumbly at them before Camie links their arms,” Squad up, Red.”
Bakugo scowls, about to tug his arm away before Camie purrs,” I'm in gunshow heaven right now.”
Kirishima barks out a startled laugh and flexes and Bakugo shoves Camie forward,” Die!”
“Like you don't know the feeling.” Camie says and Bakugo's heart punches in his throat. She sees his shocked expression, but Kirishima's talking,” How come you knew my name and not anyone else?”
“Sorry, B. I gotta be real with ya boi.”
“Drop it.”
Camie pouts,” You don't even know what I was gonna say! Red, does he pull this mind reader crap with you too?”
Kishima smiles at her and Bakugo's gut twists,” Yeah, but he's right most of the time. So? Why?”
Bakugo scowls,” I wanted you to meet her eventually that's why.”
“Oh.” Kirishima says softly and Camie sighs.
“Bruh why do you keep digging this hole! Shit's childish-”
“I'll say! What the hell Bakugo! I expected better of you Kiri!” Kaminari whines. Kirishima smiles sheepishly.
“Sorry Denki!”
Ashido and Sero eye Bakugo suspiciously.
“The way you won't cop to it's sus bruh. Can't be more obvious than this-”
“Don't.”
“Me and Bakugo talk about make up, get up to hood rat shit, talk smack and boys. I'm not fake, B. Can't do it.”
Bakugo rolls his eyes,” I was trying to make it less gay, but fuck it.”
Camie snorts and tries to muffle her laugh into her palms. Bakugo crosses his arms, having delivered the joke and waits to see whose teeth he has to knock down their throat.
“You're gay?!” Denki blurts and Camie manages to catch her breath to wave a dismissive hand.
“ Wow the bi-erasure heavy A-F.”
“You could have just said so! Todoroki and Yaomomo are bi too.” Ashido says, hands at her hips.
“Holy shit.” Camie and Bakugo say at the same time and they mistakenly make eye contact. He knows they're thinking the same thing. Todoroki has gone half on everything. It takes everything he has not to laugh.
Denki crosses his arms,” Okay seriously, I have no idea what the hell she's saying half the time! You two are weird!”
Camie frowns,” What's wrong with the way I talk?”
Bakugo can't help a,” Get 'im best.”
Sero steps in,” Nothing! Nothing's wrong with the way you talk, you and Bakugo just talk fast.”
“Ain't no subtitles in Japan stretch.” Camie tugs at her braid solemnly looking stoic as she looks off to the side,” Learned that the hard way. On da streets of Harajuku.”
“Oh c'mon, that's fucking hilarious.” Bakugo mutters when no one even gives so much as a pity laugh. His friends suck. He had imagined this going much better and stalks off to buy Kirishima an arcade card and to reload he and Camie's. Shit.
“Camie. Card.”
“Hey Bakugo can I talk to you for a second?”
Bakugo sighs as he feeds the card reload machine money and swipes his arcade card,” Yeah.”
“I know that we crashed you and Camie's hang out but...are you having fun?”
He had been. He thought that Denki and Camie would get along better, but apparently not. Kirishima could get along with anyone so he had been counting on him to be the emotional glue as always. Instead of adding to the jokes, Sero has been surprisingly quiet. Ashido seems to get along with Camie, but he doesn't understand why they aren't meshing...It's probably him. He was kind of excited to spend time with her. He sees his friends from UA all the time so they don't nearly have as much catching up to do. He supposes that he and Camie have their own, meaner sense of humor than his other friends too.
Kirishima goes on,” It's just kind of a shock to see you talk so much. You and Utsushimi are kind of rapid fire with your jokes and it's fun to listen to, but hard to butt in...I...I like seeing this side of you. It seems fun.”
Bakugo crams more money into the machine and holds out his hand. He almost chokes when he sees Kirishima reaching for his hand before Camie trots forward with her card only to stop and tilt her head,” I am all about this right now. TGFG.”
Bakugo snatches the card from her hand and rips it through the scanner,” That doesn't even translate-”
Oh.
“You fucker. Utsushimi.”
She lifts her head questioningly and knocks a fist to her head lightly,” Oops!”
Katsuki groans. They've been switching from English to Japanese. They have two of the slowest kids in the class and Sero and Kirishima who struggle with the speaking and grammar portions of English.
He wants to bash his head against the machine but settles for cramming it full of bills for Kirishima's card,” Why didn't you idiots say something?”
Kirishima goes even redder, teasing the points of his spikes,” Utsushimi is a foreigner right? I mean...she's...blonde?”
“I'M BLONDE!”
Katsuki sees their friends jump from their huddle and Utsushimi laughs,” Nope! I spent some time abroad tho so that is dope A-F that you think my English is so good!”
“Your English is trash.”
“BRUH. I'M SO HURT.”
Ashido strolls up, her boys in tow,” What's the ruckus? Bakugo you're gonna get us kicked out of another cool place!”
Camie grins,” Another huh? You sure that delinquent is just your aesthetic and not...”
Denki laughs,” Don't let that fool you, Bakugo is all bark.”
“You wanna die?”
“That reminds me! Wanna see Bakugo being nice to kids?”
Kirishima recovers from his shock quickly,” Do I?”
Bakugo drags a palm over his face before telling Ashido,” Hand me your money so I can buy your cards. It'll be fucking faster than leaving you idiots to your own devices.
Ashido beams and Camie says,” That is like, so nice of you, B! Now if your mouth could be just as nice!”
Sero laughs,” Right?”
Bakugo groans as he exchanges money for allotted play time and cards while Utsushimi ruins his hard built rep with a couple of photos. Before he tries to explodo-kill her phone at least.
It's when Bakugo winks at her before they head to the games that Utsushimi winks back and he knows it's on.
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“Oh come on!”
Bakugo cackles,” Best two out of three half-wat?”
“OOH!” Utsushimi claps,” Good one!”
“You guys and your English can suck it! How are you guys so good?”
It takes everything he has not to die laughing at these poor suckers they never stood a chance against arcade rats like he and Utsushimi. This is just a matter of skill, though Kirishima is better at fighting games and together, Sero and Kaminari have the crane games in the bag. Surprisingly or maybe un-surprisingly considering her good guessing skills, roulette timer prize games are Ashido's specialty. As for Bakugo and Camie, they're good at everything and even better at trash talking.
“You're always a year behind first year! Soooo 2000 and late! Year 3000 and counting lightyears ahead bay-B!”
“IN WHAT WAY DOES THAT MATH MAKE SENSE DUMBASS!? REMATCH!”
Kirishima laughs,” What doesn;t add up is why you're still trying! Clearly team Rock Solid is waaaaaaay better at this than team...Explodo-Zap?”
Bakugo nearly throws the plastic gun, but just jams it back in its holster to snap back,” If fucking Black Eyes was on my team it wouldn't be shit!”
“I zap things when I'm nervous okay?”
Utsushimi tilts her head,” Performance anxiety much? L-M-A-O.”
Sero wheezes,” Oh my god! Kami I swear I'll visit your grave! You're dead bro!”
Kaminari flushes, crossing his arms,” At least I'm not the spirit of a dead meme trapped in human form! Or an overgrown, angry dandelion fluff!”
Kirishima and Mina spluttered and Utsushimi laughed. Bakugo spat,” You're dead!”
Sero was howling,“You can't explodokill a corpse! Utsushimi murdered him already!”
Bakugo sneered,” Cremation's still a thing idiots.”
After a bunch of yelling and shoving they finally decided to eat. Bakugo knew this place had great pizza from the times he came here when he was a kid, and waved off Utsushimi's offer to pay. He took the opportunity to say,” Now everything should be an less than an inch to the right or left. Subtlety is key.”
“I'm like hella honored and junk to be in on this choice shit.”
“Yeah whatever. Kirishima c'mon. I can't remember all the weird shit Elbows and Black Eyes like on their pizza.”
Kirishima gave him a blinding grin that stoped his heart before leaving the table and catching up with him. He couldn't help the smile as the other boy bumped shoulders with him,” Ashido and Sero like that corn mayo pizza. Denki doesn't really care.”
Bakugo hums,” Then a half all-meat pizza, one corn mayo, and half cheese and veggie...”
Kirishima's nose scrunches,” Cheese and veggie?”
Bakugo scowls,” For Camie. She...doesn't eat meat.”
“Oh!” Kirishima laughs,” Opposite of me, huh?”
He looks at him carefully. He notices the downturn of his mouth, the dip of his chin and the way his jaw clenches.
Bakugo notes how close they are, so close their shoulders are almost brushing. He wipes his palm on his pants before taking the risk, before taking that hand into his own-
Kirishima crosses his arms, and Bakugo's stomach sinks. Kirishima pinches his bottom lip between a thumb and forefinger,” Um, Bakugo...”
“What?”
“I'm glad you let us come along you know? After we always try and drag you into stuff and force you...I'm glad you have a friend that makes you feel comfortable enough to branch out and-oh! We're next!”
Bakugo watches him order, narrows his eyes before he realizes something, and holds his tongue. Later.
When they get back to the table, Camie is sitting close to Ashido, holding her face in her palms and cooing,” Wow! It's like you're wearing mascara but you're not! So cute!”
Mina grins,” Thanks! Do you bleach your hair or-”
“Oh no! I'm like the spitting image of my mom! Twinsies from day one fosho!”
“Ah! Same goes for Bakugo!” Kirishima says,” You guys have a lot in common!”
His smile is soft, dim and Bakugo wants to sit by him, but ends up on the opposite side somehow with Sero and Denki, but across from Utsushimi.
Camie leans her face into her palm,” You like, know so much about him! You guys must be friends from like, forever ago? It's always Kirishi-OW!”
Bakugo stares daggers into her soul but Camie fears no man,” Mosquito bite! Shitty hair this, and shitty hair that!”
The table goes silent and Bakugo can feel their stares even as he keeps kicking Camie's ankle only to be deflected every other hit.
“You guys must be tight! Total best bros!”
“The bestest of besties!” Denki says and Camie nods.
“Too bad ol' Baku-boy's got a mouth on him. If he'd shut the fuck up every now and again he'd be a total babe!”
Kirishima frowns,” That isn't-”
Katsuki slams his hand on the table with a snarl,” You tryna start something?”
“Bruh I'm just tryna talk you up! Cool it with the aim to maim face!”
“AIM TO MAIM?!” The table goes into an uproar and Bakugo almost blows them to kingdom come before their number is called.
“HELP ME GET THE DRINKS AND SHIT YOU USELESS FUCKS!”
Camie nods as they all rise to help and pulls close to Mina to talk with her. Bakugo notices, but doesn't care. He makes sure that he grabs the all-meat pizza because if he grabs any of those fuck's pizza monstrosities he knows he'll chuck it at their dumb faces.
He takes a deep breath, and bumps Camie's shoulder. She winks and again, they're on.
He's the only one that sees the expulsion of dreamy smoke as they sit and he bites back a laugh.
He doesn't know if it's by the grace of a benevolent god, or just Camie being a great wingman, but he's next to Kirishima as he eats his greasy pizza and Camie's on his other side while the idiot trio sits unaware of what's to befall them. He snickers. And takes a sip of water.
Denki is the first victim. He's eager to grab a slice of pizza and ends up grabbing it, but missing his mouth three times, smearing sauce along his cheek and Bakugo is gripping the table, hunched over trying not to laugh. When Mina pours half her water down her chin and onto the table, he has to bite his tongue. When Sero knocks into the table twice with his big ass elbows and makes Denki drop his pizza to the table, Bakugo is banging his fist against the tabletop and Utsushimi is clutching her stomach. He feels like eyery blood vessel in his eye is going to burst from not laughing.
Kirishima brings a slice to his face, but bites too early, sharp teeth snapping over nothing and Bakugo loses it barking out a laugh,” Okay stop! Stop! I can't fucking take it!”
When the illusion drops, it's like the idiots' equilibrium has even out and they're clutching at their seats and the table like it's an earthquake. Camie is crying and braying like a donkey and that only makes Bakugo's stomach cramp.
“Okay what the heck was that!?”
“You just got pranked!” Camie laughs and she stands to fist bump Bakugo who's wheezing.
“That'll teach you fucks to stop taping me and Todoroki to the fucking couch all those times! Fucking choice!”
Camie grins,” Or the bad puns and tazer jolts you told me about.”
Bakugo nods and Kirishima pouts,” How'd we get pranked!”
“Shit is lit Red! I-”
“Her quirk is shitty illusions so-”
“B told me to make it seem like-”
“Everything was a bit to the fucking right or left or-”
They're laughing over one another and Sero is the first to laugh,” Dude you actually got us back! I thought it was never gonna happen!”
“I know! He fell for the ol' cellophane over the door twice!” Denki says.
“Illusions huh? That's pretty neat!” Ashido says with a titter of laughter, smile bright.
Bakugo scoffs as he dumps the side of jalapenos and crushed pepper on his slices of pizza,” That's kid stuff compared to-She fucking made half-and-half into some manic pixie bishonen dream boy shit.”
Kirishima's eyes widen,” That's such a flashy cool uirk! What else can you do?”
Camie shrugs,” I can hold it for a couple minutes at a time depending on the like complexity ya dig?”
“I love impressions!” Denki says, leaning over the table,” Do me!”
Mina frowns,” What about the quirk law?”
Utsushimi blows air from her mouth in dismissal,” It doesn't have to work on everyone, though that's easier. I can keep it between us, it just won't last as long.”
“Do it.” Denki says.
“For the vine!” Ustushimi says and with an exhale of her smoke, she's the spitting image of Denki. The real Kaminari's eyes bug out and everyone's jaw drops.
Other Denki drops his grin for a goofy, blank one and sticks a thumb out to jab every time 'he' speaks,” Wheeeeeeeey! Whey hey hey!”
“H-hey that's not funny-oh my god! Utsushimi stoooop!,” Denki buries his face in his hands with a laugh,” No wonder Jirou's always making fun of me that's so dumb!”
She drops the illusion,” Who's next!”
Sero grins,” Me! Do me!”
As Sero, Utsushimi imitates his braying, coarse laugh and imitates his walk to a T and they're all laughing when she puts a hand to her chest dramatically,” It was...a nice try!” Sero wipes a tear from his eye,” That's so accurate, it hurts!”
As Mina, Utsushimi grins and punches her fist when she talks,” Wahoo! I live, I DANCE!” Her dancing isn't nearly as good as Ashido's and she laughs when Sero says,” Nice try!”
“Do Bakugo next!” Kirishima says and Bakugo draws his thumb across his throat.
Regardless, she takes on his form and Bakugo sees the heat of his own glare match him,” The fuck is this? Fuck is that the fuck you fuck fuck outta here! Miss me with that gay shit!” She slams her hand on the table and stares at Kirishima and Bakugo is sure his face has gone red at the sultry expression there as he hears himself whisper in a low, smokey voice he's never heard from himself,” Look into my eyes and fall into hell with me. Die...”
Sero and Denki are holding each other and crying as Mina squeals, covering her face. Kirishima's hair is as Red as his face and Bakugo tries to shove her, but she grabs his sweaty palm and changes.
Ruby red eyes glitter at him. He notes the familiar scar, the crooked smile filled with sharp teeth and pulls away, but his voice catches him,” Running away isn't very manly of you Bakubro. PUNCH ME! HOWITZER ME WITH YOUR MOUTH!”
Bakugo yanks his hands away and feels the popcorn pops of small explosions light his hands. His face seems to have exploded too and he mutters a string of curses,” Fuck off with that gay shit you bitch!”
Sero, Mina and Denki are howling and clapping like idiots as Camie changes back and bows. Kirishima's face is deep scarlet, but he let's out a nervous titter of laughter.
He's still red as Camie exchanges numbers and starts a photoshoot with everyone, is added to Denki's group chat and follows Mina and Kirishima on instagram. Sero and Camie exchange gamer handles for steam and Camie grins wide,” Having friends is max legitness!”
Denki wipes a tear from his eye,” Homie I'unno what the hell you just said.”
They walk home chatty as usual and Bakugo finds himself jittery and hands clammy as Kirishima trails towards the back of the group.
He notices Kirishima glancing at him, looking away. There's color high on his cheeks and Bakugo feels it mirrored in his own...maybe...
He holds out his hand stiffly and looks away. Kirishima's going to walk away. He knows it.
He feels a callused hand slide into his own and notices the motion is too smooth.
He forgot to wipe his palms.
Fuuuuuuuck.
He looks to Kirishima for a look of disgust, but Kirishima's eyes meet his shyly and he offers a lopsided smile so unlike his doppelganger's. It soft and warm, it's tentative and happy.
Bakugo holds his hand tighter and Kirishima squeezes back.
He let's their shoulders bump every now and then and allows himself to smile.