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The barhouse was hot and packed and Kaminari could feel a buzz in the air from the people waiting for the performance to start. He knew most of them weren’t there to see them, they were just the opening act to the newly popular indie pop artist Nejire-chan, but it was still exhilarating to be standing onstage in front of almost a hundred people, if not more. He stood on stage with Tokoyami, Bakugou, Yaomomo, all of them checking over their instruments, making sure they were plugged in and tuned. Jirou was just offstage, being given a thorough peptalk by Mina that seemed to be more kissing than talking.
Kaminari rolled his eyes at them as he finished tuning his guitar then gave a wink to Bakugou who was sitting at the drums and not so subtly staring at him. Bakugou flushed and sneered at him, looking back down at his drums and checking them over one extra time, like the nerd he was. Kami took the two steps he needed to stand in front of the drum set and made eye contact with his bandmate again. “Good luck, hot stuff,” he said, with a smirk on his face when Bakugou just blushed more.
“Shut up and start, Sparky,” the angry blonde grumbled, palming his drumsticks and resting them on his thighs.
Kaminari just laughed and looked to his right and made eye contact with Tokoyami who nodded back at him, and he could see Yaomomo perched at the ready at the keyboard.
Kaminari nodded to himself and took a deep calming breath. It was finally time to start. He looked up at Bakugou who sneered at him once again, but he raised his hands up and counted them off, clacking his sticks in time. “Four… three… Four, three, two, one!” And then they all began to play.
A cheer rose up from the crowd as the music started and Kaminari saw Jirou walk out onto stage from the corner of his eye. She strutted up to the microphone and took it in hand, leaning into it as she spoke to the crowd. “You guys ready to fucking jam out?”
The crowd cheered louder than before and Kaminari could tell that more people were paying attention now as he turned to face the audience again, still playing along. “Hell yeah, that’s what I wanna hear! Let’s go!” Jirou shouted, and then a couple beats later, she began to sing.
“Hello, again, friend of a friend, I knew you when
Our common goal was waiting for the world to end!”
Kaminari couldn’t help the smile on his face as the energy of the crowd continued to grow with the music. He loved opening with this song, it was so easy to get the audience to jam out to, even if they’d never heard it before. He stepped up to the mic in front of him as they hit the chorus, echoing the lyrics as Jirou sang and Yaomomo harmonized in the background.
“Send you my love on a wire
Lift you up, everytime, everyone…”
There were some girls in the front row that seemed to be watching Kaminari exclusively since the band got on stage. He loved playing up the crowd so he made sure to make eye contact with one of them as he sang and gave them a wink as well. The three girls shrieked and the one in the middle that he was looking at just about swooned. Kaminari chuckled to himself and just jammed out as they finished up their opening song.
The rest of their set went smoothly and they were able to keep the attention of most of the crowd through the next four songs they performed. Once they finished, they all walked off-stage together. Mina just about tackled Jirou and Yaomomo as they walked backstage, exclaiming “MY BABES!” and kissing the both of them on the cheek. The other two girls smiled and hugged her back and Kaminari rolled his eyes at the sappy sight. Instead of continuing to watch his gay bandmates be all lovey-dovey, he turned to Tokoyami and gave him a fist bump and a side hug.
“Nice job out there, bro, you kicked ass!”
Tokoyami nodded his head and patted Kaminari on the back. “You, as well, my friend. I believe those girls in the front row were quite enthralled with you,” he commented.
Kami just shrugged his shoulders as they separated. “Hey, just part of the job, you know what I mean?” he chuckled, taking a step back and then stopping when he bumped into someone. He turned to see Bakugou standing there, glaring at him.
“Bakubro! You fuckin rocked it out there, dude!” He held his hand out for another fist bump but Bakugou just glared down at his hand. Before Kaminari could ask what his deal was, a voice interrupted him from behind.
“Guys! Oh my gosh!! You were so good, you guys played so well, I love all your songs, and it looked like it went really well! How do guys feel? Did you like it? How’s the crowd? Did they seem like they enjoyed it? I hope they did, you guys are so goood!!” The blue-haired, soon-to-be pop idol, bounced on her feet in front of them all, clearly excited.
“It was awesome, Nejire, thanks so much for inviting us to open for you,” Jirou said, reaching out to shake the taller girl’s hand.
Nejire grabbed it happily and didn't let go. “Of course! Like I said, I love you guys, I’m so glad I could get you guys to come perform with me and I’d be so happy if you did it again.”
Jirou blinked in surprise and looked to Mina on her left and the rest of her bandmates on her right. “Uh, yeah, yes, of course, we’d love to.”
Nejire jumped up and down with a squeal, pulling Jirou into a quick hug. “Yay! I’m so excited! I’ll have my agent work out the details with you guys later but right now, I gotta get onstage. I hope you guys enjoy the rest of your night!!” And with that she bounced away onto the stage, accompanied by the excited screams of the crowd.
“She’s one electric beauty, isn’t she?” Kaminari stated, looking at Bakugou for a response. The other blond just growled at him and stomped off.
Kaminari sighed and shook his head, knowing that there was nothing to do about it when Bakugou was in a mood, especially if it was because of him. Wishing he knew what it was he had done to upset the guy, he decided to watch the rest of Nejire-chan’s performance with the girls. They barely acknowledged him the whole time, too busy being all cutesy together, but that was fine by him.
An hour or so later, the concert had ended and the crowd had dispersed. While Jirou and Yaomomo were busy talking with Nejire-chan and her agent inside, the rest of the band loaded their gear up into their van. Tokoyami and Kaminari assisted Bakugou in dismantling his drum kit and packing it, piece by piece, into the back of the van. Kaminari was carrying out the snare when he spotted some girls hanging outside the entrance of the venue and he quickly recognized them as the trio from the front row that were enamored with him. They were looking his way and giggling to themselves so he flashed them a smile as he packed away the snare.
“Hi!” one of the girls called as the other two laughed and pushed her back and forth between them.
Kaminari smirked as he walked over, shooting them some finger guns. “Hey there, cuties. How are you lovely ladies doing tonight? You enjoy the show?” he asked with a wink.
“Yeah, you were great up there,” said the one on the left, who’s hair was dyed dark green.
“Aw, thanks, beautiful. I try my best.”
The girls looked at each other again and giggled before the one in the middle, who had lip piercing, brandished her phone. “Could we ask for a picture with you?”
Kaminari was flattered. The band hadn’t done many gigs yet and when they did, they didnt have people after the show coming up and asking for pictures. “Yeah, totally!” He nodded his head, motioning the girl to come stand beside him.
The girl with the lip piercing tucked herself under his arm and held her phone up for a selfie. Kaminari held up his free hand in a peace sign as she took the picture. Then the fan switched out with the green-haired girl.
“Could you give me a kiss on the cheek for the picture?” She asked with a confident smirk on her face.
Kaminari raised his eyebrows at that but nodded. “Planning on showing off to your friends, yeah?”
She shrugged coyly and held her phone up in position. Kaminari leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her cheek, long enough for her to get the picture, then pulled away. He looked to the last girl, who seemed to be the shyest of the three. “You want a picture too, cutie?”
She glanced up at him, barely able to make eye contact, her cheeks flushing a bright pink color. “I-if you dont mind?”
He gave her a big smile and stepped up to her side, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. “Course I don’t mind!”
She took her phone out and snapped the picture, a shy smile on her face, contrasted by the beaming one on Kaminari’s. Just after she snapped the picture, Kaminari felt a chill down his back and turned his head to see Bakugou standing by the entrance, holding his drum stool and glaring at him. If looks could kill, Kaminari was sure he’d be dead in a millisecond. Bakugou turned away from Kaminari and headed to the back of the van to put his stool away.
Kaminari said a quick goodbye to the trio of girls, then made his way over to Bakugou.
“Hey, dude, what is your problem tonight?”
Bakugou’s shoulders tensed up and he slammed the stool down with a growl. He turned to face Kaminari with an angry scowl on his face and stepped up into his space, forcing Kaminari to take a step back. “No, what the fuck is your problem?” Bakugou grumbled. “What’s your fucking deal, huh, Dunce Face?”
Kaminari’s brows drew together in confusion. “What do you mean? What did I do?”
Bakugou’s hands were clenched into fists as he glared down at Kaminari. “Whatever. Just go back to talking to your fucking girlfriend over there,” he growled as he brushed past Kaminari, forcefully knocking into his shoulder as he did so.
Kaminari looked back to where the girls were before but they had cleared out already. He stood there for a couple seconds, wracking his brain for what he’d done to piss Bakugou off so bad and after a minute, it clicked. With a smirk, he jogged back into the venue to catch up with Bakugou.
The angry blond was packing up the last of his kit alone on stage. Kaminari climbed up on stage to join him. “Bakubro, are you jealous?”
Bakugou’s shoulders tensed up and he turned his face away, but not before Kaminari caught sight of the flush that rose to his cheeks. “Fuck off, Pikachu.”
Kaminari let out an incredulous laugh. “Oh my god, you totally are! I was playing up to those girls during the set and then I took pictures with them and now you’re all jealous! That’s fucking cute, man.”
Bakugou stood up and turned to Kaminari, bringing his hands up to push him. “Yeah, and so what if I am, huh?”
Kaminari quickly caught Bakugou’s wrists in his hands and used that to pull them together. Their chests brushed against each other and Kaminari could feel Bakugou’s breath on his face. “Just say the word, and you won’t have to worry about it.”
“Stop flirting,” Bakugou said gruffly, his cheeks turning red from their proximity.
Kaminari stood on his tiptoes so his mouth was by Bakugou’s ear. “You know that's not what I meant, Blasty.”
Bakugou pulled his wrists from Kami’s grip and put his hands on the other’s waist. “Be mine, Sparky.”
Kaminari smirked and winked at Bakugou. “There you go, hot stuff.” He leaned in and Bakugou’s lips met his with a fierceness he wasn't quite prepared for. He wrapped his arms around Bakugou’s neck as they kissed, basking in this moment that he’d been waiting to happen for months.
A loud wolf whistle broke their little moment and Kaminari pulled away to see Mina standing on the side of the stage with a shit-eating grin on her face. “Fucking finally. I was getting ready to lock you guys in the sound booth alone if you didn’t get your shit together soon.”
“Fuck off, Pinky,” Bakugou sneered before burying his face in Kaminari’s neck.
Kaminari just giggled and buried his hands in Bakugou’s hair. “Could you give us a sec, Mina?”
She shrugged and started to walk off. “Fine, but Kyouka and Momo are almost finished talking to Nejire and if you guys aren’t in the van and ready by then, Kyouka’s gonna come back and kick your asses,” she warned over her shoulder as she walked off.
Kaminari just chuckled and looked back to Bakugou, who still had his face buried in his neck, his hands tightly gripping his shirt at the waist. “Alright, Bakubabe. Let's get the rest of your shit in the van, so Miss Earphone Jack doesn't come for our asses.”
“Don’t fucking call me that, Sparky,” came the grumble from his neck.
“What, Bakubabe? What else should I call you, then, huh?”
Bakugou lifted his face up and stared down at Kaminari with half-lidded eyes, scanning his face. “Call me Katsuki.”
Kaminari blushed at that and smiled. “Sure. But only if you call me Denki.”
“You got yourself a deal,” Bakugou agreed as they both leaned in for another kiss.