Chapter Text
To be honest, it started out as a typical Wednesday morning. The class was filing in the classroom, still plenty time to spare before the bell rang for class to begin.
15 minutes, at least. And well, it only took five of those minutes for the day to get royally fucked.
Mineta sat in his seat in the back of the class, his day wasn't going horrible so far, but now he was definitely.... confused. He over heard rumors of two first years being in a homosexual relationship. Not that he hated gays or anything, he just... didn't understand. And looking at Tsuyu bent over, looking at whatever Mina had on her desk, he really didn't get it.
Girls were just so perfect. Bouncing tits, luscious curves, delightful breasts, beautiful silky hair, always smelling nice- what's not to like about girls?
"Mornin' Bakugo!" Mina called over when said Blonde entered the classroom.
He offered a small nod and hum in greeting," Hey."
Not another word was said between the two as Bakugo yawned and took his seat, two infront of Mineta.
"Hey, Bakugo?" Mineta leaned forward on his desk, engaging him in conversation.
"What?" Bakugo spat out.
Though he didn't show it, He did care so much about his friends- everyone in 1-A. He valued the safety and well being of every single one of them; maybe one particular person more than others, but I digress. What the thought meant a great deal to him, even Mineta- despite his annoying and perverted appearance in the picture.
But that doesn't mean he'd let them have it easy with him.
"Did you hear about this weird rumor?" The sticky ball hero in training asked.
Bakugo huffed, uninterested. "What rumor?"
Mineta leaned closer, almost falling off his desk, and just about whispered to the explosive hero in training," Apparently there's this rumor about some homo couple in the first years! Can you believe that?!"
Bakugo visibly tenses. Immediately feeling the rage burn in his chest, he fully adjusted in his chair, turning around in his seat to face the idiot behind him.
" What is that supposed to mean?"
Mineta seemed obvious to the murder in explosive boy's eyes.
"Oh nothing" The shorter of the two shrugged his shoulders. " I just can't believe we have a couple of fags in our year."
Dead silence was met to that comment.
Bakugo's expression was unreadable. His face seeming blank although his eyes expressed so much and his body vibrated with rage.
Mineta looked at him confused at the silence, but the confusion slowly turned into terror and he finally realized who the hell he was talking to.
"B-Bakugo?... " He cautiously seated himself back in his chair, sinking lower and lower on the plastic, horrified on whatever outburst his classmate was about to have, doing his best to avoid his glassy, venomous gaze.
Bakugo suddenly rose to his feet, Mineta jumped, squeaking and trying his best to hide behind his small arms.
He flinched, prepared for the beating of a lifetime, only for it to never come.
Bakugo just turned on his heel and ran out the classroom, without a word, and ignoring the calls after him from his concerned friends.
Confused, but relieved he didn't get an asskicking, Mineta let out a huge sigh. What was that about? What was his problem? Was it something he said?
It was so different from his usual anger. Like, okay, Bakugo was angry all the time. That was just him. But this was different. There were other
emotions mixed in. Sure, rage for sure, absolutely, but it was almost as if he... was hurt?
"Mineta..."
At the sound of his name, the short term turned in his seat to face the person behind him. Sero and Denki were standing at Sero's desk, both with looks of both shock and disgust.
"Dude... what is wrong with you?" Denki scolded him.
"Are you effing serious right now?" Sero piped in.
"What?"
"You don't find anything wrong with what you just said?"
Mineta grew even more confused. "No?"
Both of the boys scoffed in disapproval.
"Fine," Denki said. "Then tell Kirishima when we gets here."
"Why would I-?"
"Word for word, what you told Bakugo." Both boys gave the tiny teen awful, burning glares. What the hell? Them too?
Before he could ponder long, a cheery voice entered the classroom.
"Good Morning, everyone!" Kirishima grinned ear into ear as he entered the classroom, looking all cleaned up and very happy with a nice bouquet of orange, red tipped roses in his right hand and a green gift bag in his other.
Mina gasped when she saw him," OH MY GOD!! Is that today?!"
A faint pink blush rose of the harden hero's cheeks," Yup! It took me forever to find these flowers."
"Oh my goodness, that's so sweet! I may cry!" Toohru squealed.
Kirishima only giggled before looking around the room, brows furrowing when he couldn't spot the object of his desire.
"Hey Kirishima!" The redhead's eyebrows perked back up when Denki called him, "Mineta needs to talk to you."
The small boy gulped.
The other hero in training only shrugged and walked over to Mineta's desk after setting the flowers and gift on Bakugo's desk with a loving and sweet grin.
He turned to Mineta, leaning on his desk with a hand on his hip.
"Wassup, man?"
Mineta couldn't peice anything together and it was frustrating him. He looked back between the items on Bakugo's desk and Kirishima and just had to ask.
"What did you bring flowers for?"
Kirishima only smiled again, a wide toothy grin. "Oh, They're for Bakugo!"
"... What did you bring him flowers for? Isn't that kinda something you do for like a girlfriend or something?"
Kirishima only laughed. "Well, he is my boyfriend. I figured it was a nice thing to do since today's our six month anniversary. Speaking of him, do you know where he is? He texted me saying he was already here this morning?"
Fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Mineta'a heart leaped in his throat and his stomach felt like it fell out his body.
FUCK FUCK FUCK!
He so fucked up!
"Uh... dude? You okay? Have you seen him or not? I'm kinda worried..." Kirishima's smile fell and his face held concern, but not for Mineta.
Immediately, the purple ball boy started bawling and spewing what happened, with an absurd amount of apologies. He went on and on for a good minute, muttering his sorrows and begging for forgiveness.
When he felt his tears ease on the flow, he dared a look up at the red head and instantly wished he hadn't.
Kirishima's aura screamed intense anger. His arms shook, trying so hard to not punch something or someone in fury. In this moment, he looked a lot like Bakugo. His face held absolute, intimidating rage; something that would scare the shit out someone. His teeth were grin and he growled as he yanked the pipsqueak up by the collar so they were eye level.
Mineta was pretty sure he was going to piss his pants in fear.
Kirishima's eyes held a lot of emotion like Bakugo's had, more angry and fury than anything, but the tears that collected in the corners were clear indications of his hurt by Mineta's actions.
Mineta felt awful.
The redhead's chest rose and fell, trying to calm himself down some before he spoke," I'm going to find my boyfriend, and you're going to apologize to him. Do I make myself clear?"
His voice was laced with hatred and his tone far deeper and hostile than anyone ever heard; striking fear in the other boy.
Mineta quickly and aggressively nodded.
Kirishima dropped him, letting the bastard drop to the ground with a heavy thud before running out the room to find Bakugo.
"We told you." Denki and Sero shook their heads.
"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk. You should've kept your mouth shut."
Mineta really wished he had.