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Katsuki and Eijiro had decided to meet up at some diner or other, the blond couldn’t be
bothered to remember the name. It’s been twenty minutes, and Katsuki is still standing in the goddamn parking lot, waiting for Eijiro to show.
It was right before Katsuki was about to leave, fed up with waiting, that Eijiro had finally showed up. “Where the fuck were you, Shitty Hair?” Katsuki yelled as his friend ran over to where he was standing, hands on his knees and panting from exertion.
“ Hey, Kirishima! Glad you made it, Kirishima! Kirishima, did you run all the way here?! Any of that so hard to say, man?” The red-haired boy joked, pulling Katsuki into a hug.
Katsuki hugged back for a moment, before pushing Eijiro off him. “Alright, that’s enough, get off me. What took you so long, anyway?” Eijiro smiled and rubbed the back of his neck, explaining how he got held up at the agency doing something or other while the two of them waited for a table.
Soon enough, the two of them had sat down, and Eijiro smiled, all crinkly eyes and stupid fucking shark-teeth. “Fuck are you smiling for, dumbass?”
“You!”
The fuck? Can’t just go around saying shit like– Katsuki’s thoughts are interrupted as Eijiro continued, “we haven’t really hung out one-on-one in a while, you know? Between class, and internships, and training and stuff. So, I’m glad we’re hanging out again today! Thanks for this, bro!”
Katsuki rolled his eyes and smiled, relieved that this was a normal thing, and Eijiro had just worded it strangely. Of course, if he was so relieved, why would his stomach flip like that? He was just hungry, probably. “Don’t mention it. Really, don’t, or I’ll kill you.”
“No you won’t.” Eijiro laughed, and there was something about his smile as he said the words that Katsuki couldn’t help but soften at.
“Nah… you’d probably convince me not to if I tried, anyway.” Katsuki shook his head, smiling fondly at the other boy.
They’d ordered, and Katsuki listened to Eijiro’s rambling as they waited.
~~~
“Nono, listen, all I’m saying is, if we were all suddenly in a Lord of the Rings style fantasy story… you’d be a dragon-king or something, and I’d be a dragon.”
“So, what you’re saying is… I’d ride you.”
Eijiro blushed, curling in on himself. “No! I mean, yeah, because I’d be a dragon , but not like that!”
“What do you mean, ‘like that’, Kirishima? You got something to tell me?” Katsuki teased, bumping shoulders with his friend as they walked back to the dorms.
Kirishima chuckled, rolling his eyes. “I hate you, man.”
“So, you got time for a movie tonight?” Katsuki asked as they entered the living room. “I'd usually go to bed by now but I've been told that I need to Be More Social or some shit.”
Eijiro grinned, nodding enthusiastically. “Sure, man! I was actually gonna ask, but I thought, y’know, it’s pretty late. Anyway, my room or yours?”
“Eh, fuck it, let’s go to yours. Your turn to pick the movie by the way, so nothing too dumb, got it?” Katsuki smiled softly, despite his teasing.
“You’re making the popcorn, then! And no using your explosions to cook it faster! Aizawa-Sensei said that’s against the rules and to just use the microwave.” Katsuki groaned, rolling his eyes as he walked into the kitchen. “Fine.”
Kirishima rummaged through the drawers, looking through the class’s movie collection. “And don’t worry, Bakubro, I’m gonna pick the manliest movie I can find!”
“Yeah, you do that.”
~~~
They laid next to each other on Kirishima’s bed, watching the movie on his laptop.
Katsuki didn’t really watch the movie so much as he watched Eijiro. He’d never admit to it though, and EIjiro wouldn’t know, since his eyes hardly ever left the screen for longer than it took to grab popcorn from the bowl.
~~~
They fell asleep half-way through the film, limbs tangled together, the empty popcorn bowl on the floor, and Eijiro’s laptop casting a cool, blue light on the two of them.
~~~
Katsuki was the first to wake up, yawning and moving to rub at his eyes when he noticed that it was a bit hard to move. “Urgh? Wha…” He looked down at Eijiro, cuddled up next to him, and smiled. “Tch. Why’s he gotta be all cute and shit…”
“Mm, what? Cute?” Kirishima mumbled against his chest, one eye open with that goddamn smirk.
Katsuki froze, rigid and tense. “How long have you been up.”
“Heard you call me cute and shit.”
“...Yeah, so what? Shut up, Shitty Hair.” He said defensively, jaw clenched and red-faced
Eijiro held up his hands, smiling sweetly, a soft blush against his cheeks. “Hey, come on. I think you’re cute, too…” he confessed as he took Katsuki’s hands into his own.
Katsuki’s eyes widened in surprise, and he froze completely for the second time in ten minutes. Was his heartbeat louder? It felt louder. Could Eijiro hear his heartbeat? Fuck he could probably hear his heartbeat- fuck. Breathe.
“Oh. Cool, that’s– Really?” The boy let out a shaky laugh, his body finally relaxing, a dopey smile spreading across his face.
Eijiro nodded, grinning from ear to ear and practically jumping on the bed. “Can I…” omygod is he going to kiss me? “hug you?”
Not what Katsuki was expecting, but… “Sure.” He rolled his eyes and opened his arms in invitation with a smug smile on his face, and Eijiro practically dived into the other boy's arms, knocking the breath right out of him… figuratively, as well as literally.
Eijiro pulled back a bit to look at Katsuki properly, the red-haired boy taking a deep breath before speaking. “Bakugo, I think… I lo–”
Before anything more could be said, Denki had burst through the door, prompting the two of them to jump away from each other. “THE FUCK D’YOU WANT, PIKACHU?!” Katsuki shouted, perhaps a bit too loud.
Denki, for once, tried to read the room. “Uh… classes are starting soon, so… get ready.”
“Yeah, got it.”
“Right. Well, clearly, my timing was off… I’ll just-”
“Yeah, fuck off.” Katsuki said with slightly less anger than usual. More… disappointment? As Denki closed the door behind him, Katsuki slumped into Eijiro’s arms. “ Fuck. ” Katsuki groaned into his shoulder, annoyed. “Fuckin’... bastard, why’d he have to come in and mess shit up-”
“Hey, come on, it’s okay, man!” Eijiro said, wrapping his arms around Katsuki comfortingly. “We can hang out again later, if you want.”
“OF COURSE I WANT TO!” Katsuki yelled, pulling out of the hug, arms crossed over his chest. Eijiro smiled. “Okay, then. Are you free for this Friday? I know this really great ramen place, super manly!” Katsuki shrugged, but smiled a bit.
Eijiro got up from the bed, looking for his school uniform. “We should get ready, or Aizawa-Sensei will probably expel us both!”
Katsuki nodded and started to leave, but as he got to the door, he turned around. “Wait, what were you gonna say before pikachu barged in?” Eijiro blushed. “Oh, uh, nothing. It was nothing-“
Katsuki raised an eyebrow, walking right back into the room. “Nothing, huh?” Eijiro nodded, avoiding direct eye contact. It was safe to assume that admitting he was attracted to his best friend and asking him on a date was enough for one morning. Right?
Katsuki knew something was up. And he had an idea of what Eijiro wanted to say, but… he decided he’d let it slide, for now. “Right. Well, since it’s nothing, I’m gonna go get dressed.” Katsuki kissed the other boy on the lips.
Oh. Oh, shit. Oh shit oh shit oh s h i t. Wow. Hah.
To say it frankly, Eijiro’s brain went mushy. “Okay. See you in class.”
Katsuki smirked, before leaving the room.
After which, he leaned against his own bedroom door, and freaked the fuck out.
HOLY SHIT. Holy fucking shit I kissed him on the fucking lips. Katsuki was hyperventilating again. Why was he freaking out? He doesn’t fucking freak out so what’s going on. It’s not like he didn’t know he was gay. He just… never really acknowledged it? And it’s not like this was his first kiss, either, but...
He never bothered with romance or anything, it was boring and stupid. But this didn’t feel boring and stupid, this felt stupidly important and he felt stupid and dumb and that was insane, what the fuck.
Well, they’d just have to see how things went from there.