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“Dynamight, we’ve got this from here.” Bakugou hands over the restrained villain to the local police and walks back to the meeting spot where Mirko and the others are assessing the damage. His eyes scan the area for his red haired partner and starts to sweat when Kirishima is nowhere to be seen.
Where is he?
He should be back by now…
What if he…
He’s a damn hero you idiot, he can handle himself.
Bakugou hands start to shake, as the panic starts to set in. It’s only been 15 minutes, he thinks. Make your legs move and go ask someone if they’ve seen him. Stop shaking.
Somehow by the power of shounen amine itself, he forces himself to walk over to where Pikachu, Pinky, and Spiderman are talking. “Oi Kacchan!” Pikachu grinned as he waved Bakugou over. His resolve is so close to breaking that he almost screams from the emotions that are bombarding him. He can’t hold it in anymore.
“Hey there Blast-“ Pinky prompts.
“Where is he?” Bakugou practically shouts as he balls his fists and stares at each of them, waiting for an answer. All three of them blink at him for a few seconds, then Scotch Tape asks, “He’s not with you?”
Bakugou’s eyes become wide. His breathing picks up, his hearing becomes fuzzy. The three of them approach him with concern written all over their faces. Bakugou hears Electric Slide talking but he can’t hear a thing. Little explosions start to pop off in his hands as the sweat trickles down his back and arms. Eternity seems to pass by as Bakugou ignores all the worried stares and words thrown at him. How can he be present when a thousand scenarios are flooding his head. Kirishima crushed under a building, Kirishima being stabbed as his Unbreakable starts to fail…
“Look!”
Bakugou whips his head behind him so fast it made him dizzy. He frantically scans the crowd once more and spots a head of long red hair. Kirishima, banged up and bruised, limps as Four Eyes holds him up by his shoulders. His head piece is gone, so his hair covers half his face and cascades down his back.
Bakugou takes off at a blinding speed, feeling so far away from Kirishima that it hurt. He weaves through the crowd like a hawk, swooping and dodging every person in his path.
“SHITTY HAIR!” Bakugou shouts.
Kirishima lifts his head at the sound of his nickname, knowing only one person in this world calls him that. Kirishima’s eyes become droopy with fatigue as he watched Bakugou barrel straight for him.
“Dynamight, please slow down, Red Riot is injur-“ Four Eyes starts to say.
Bakugou doesn’t listen as he waves Iida out of the way and take his place at Kirishima’s side, wrapping his arm around the large hero’s waist and moves Kirishima’s arm to rest on his own shoulders.
“Katsuki…” Bakugou’s heart clenches at the sound of his given name in Kirishima’s mouth. No one else calls him that besides his family, and it brings back the memory of him giving Kirishima permission to call him Katsuki. His smile lit up like the sun, and Bakugou made a vow to himself to keep that smile on Kirishima’s face for as long as he can. It takes all of Bakugou’s strength to not tear up as he hauls his partner to the nearest ambulance.
The EMT’s help him from there, slowly guiding Kirishima’s hulking frame onto the gurney. The gurney turns out to be too small for him, his feet, ankles, and halfway down his calves are hanging off the back.
As the emergency team gets to work, Bakugou slowly places his hand to cup the side of Kirishima’s face, brushing his thumb back and forth across Kirishima’s cheek bone. Kirishima’s eyes flick up to stare into his own, and the redhead brings one of his hands up to cover Bakugou’s own. Kirishima slots his fingers in between Bakugou’s to keep his hand there, as they just stare at each other for what felt like ages. No words need to be said, because the look they give each other is everything they need right now. Relieved, Bakugou finally allows himself to let go as small tears run down his face. Kirishima opens his mouth slightly at the display, as his own eyes start to water.
Bakugou leans down to rest his forehead against Kirishima’s own, taking a few moments to feel Kirishima’s breath on his face. He’s alive. He’s safe. He didn’t leave me. They stay in that position for a minute, as the EMT’s are ready to wheel Kirishima away into the ambulance. Bakugou lifts his head up slightly to look into Kirishima’s eyes for a few moments more, and then lowers his lips to brush Kirishima’s ever so lightly. Kirishima whimpers at the gesture, his chest tightens as he savors the moment. Before they wheel Kirishima away Bakugou brings his lips down to Kirishima’s ear.
“I swear, if you die I’ll fucking kill you.”
Kirishima chuckles softly as Bakugou, with a soft smile on his face, releases his hold on Kirishima’s face and backs off to let the crew lift Kirishima into the ambulance. Bakugou turns around to walk back to the others when he hears a voice behind him.
“Dynamight!”
Bakugou turns his head to make eye contact with the EMT who shouted his name. “You’re welcome to ride in the ambulance with Red Riot to the hospital, he just told me that you’re his family..” She gives him a soft smile.
It took all his strength not to faint on the spot at her words. It was always unspoken between them that they meant a lot to each other, but this… Nobody has ever chosen him like that, not even his parents.
God, I love this man…
Without hesitation Bakugou struts back to the ambulance and climbs in to sit on the bench next to Kirishima’s gurney. Once Kirishima realizes that Bakugou is coming with him, he gives Bakugou the biggest smile he can muster.
There it is. Bakugou thinks. I want to spend every day for the rest of my life seeing him smile like that.
Kirishima reaches out for Bakugou to hold his hand, and Bakugou complies as both of his hands hold Kirishima’s. They exchange another glance as both of them convey what repeats in both of their hearts.
I love you, I love you, I love you.
They don’t let go of each other until they arrive to the hospital.