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When they walked in the movie theater’s lobby, the last thing Eijirou was expected to see was the two elf ears and black hair he spotted out immediately. His lips curved up into a huge smile as he grabbed his boyfriend’s hand and started to drag him towards the other two teens.
”Tamaki-senpai!” Eijirou yelled, waving his arm as they neared.
The black haired boy stiffened, then turned towards the source of the voice slowly. However, it was his blonde companion who greeted them back.
”Kirishima-kun!” The blonde said with a 4 watt smile as the two youngsters reached them. ”What a pleasant surprise!”
”Why are you here, Eijirou-kun?” Tamaki asked timidly, earning himself a piercing glare from the blonde beside his favorite kouhai. He flinched and stepped closer to Mirio on instinct. He heard the quiet sneer leaving the younger boy’s mouth.
”Well, Bakugou wanted to watch the new action movie that had just come out and asked me to go with him,” Eijirou answered, rubbing the back of his neck with a flush on his cheeks.
”It is nothing to be so fucking flustered about, idiot!” Bakugou said, hitting him on the back of his head. Needless to say, Eijirou hardened his hair immediately.
”We’re in the same boat then! When I asked Tamaki to watch this new horror movie with me, he said yes immediately! Isn’t he precious?”
”Horror… movie?” Eijirou asked, tilting his head. Tamaki gulped and sent a ’please, don’t ask’ look towards his way.
”Like hell he is more precious than mine!” Bakugou exclaimed, the feeling of competitiveness blooming in his chest.
”Oh, really?” Mirio asked with a quirked eyebrow. Despite the fact that the younger blonde practically insulted Tamaki, Mirio couldn’t be angry with him.
”Of fucking course!” Bakugou said, now competitiveness 100% clear in his voice. ”This idiot over here sacrificed his training time, just to escort me to a stupid movie.”
Mirio hummed thoughtfully, touching his chin. It was common knowledge that Bakugou worth nothing more than hard work and determination. Given that, for him, Kirishima choosing him over his training was the personification of selflessness and preciousness.
”Bakugou, it is nothing special!” Kirishima said, waving his hands in front of his face, it being just as red as his hair.
”’Course it is, Shitty Hair!” Bakugou retorted angrily. ”Now, shut up or I’ll do something to you that you would regret!” Kirishima’s embarrassment disappeared right then and there and his lips curved into a challenging smile. It made Bakugou want to whip it off of it.
”Oh? And how are you planning to do that?” He asked, wriggling his eyebrows. The next moment, Bakugou grabbed him by the front of his shirt and pulled him in for a rough kiss.
”Eh?!” Tamaki let out a surprised noise, blushing hard, while Mirio only laughed boisterously.
”Ah, young love!” Mirio sighed and Tamaki face palmed himself inwardly. His boyfriend was such a dork sometimes.