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"The extras are being loud and annoying as usual." Bakugou thought. He was currently walking past about half of his classmates sitting together in a circle like they were at camp spilling secrets over a fireplace. He walked to his designated cupboard in their communal kitchen and filled his not-at-all nerdy All Might cup up with water. However, since things can never be that easy, Mina's sharp eyes caught him trying to sneakily walk back to his room.
"Bakugou! Come play with us... unless you're scared?" Mina said with a conniving grin. Bakugou froze mid-step, knowing that he was being played like a fiddle but simultaneously not being able to back away from a challenge. He internally debated what would be worse, spending any amount of time playing a teenager with a group of people who many he still considered extras or the hit to his pride turning down a challenge would entail. Sometimes his ego really worked it for him.
"You better be glad I don't have anything better to do," Bakugou said while slumping in between Kirishima and Sero. He figured that Sero was the least annoying of this bunch as he could appreciate the quality of comfortable silence and Kirishima always knew when to stop pushing his boundaries.
"Alrighty! Well Baku, we were just fighting on what to do but luckily for you, we just decided to play a good ol' game of never have I ever before you graced us with your presence." Mina exclaimed with way too much energy for Bakugou's taste. While Mina started explaining the rules, Bakugou decided to take stock of who all was down here. Thankfully no Deku, which alone put Bakugou slightly more at ease. Going from his left to right sat Tape arms, Raccoon eyes, Froggy, Ponytail, Earphones, Round face, Icyhot, Pikachu, and finally Shitty hair. To be fair, these were probably some of the more tolerable classmates he was forced to interact with, sans Icyhot.
"I guess I will ask the first question since I'm already talking," Mina continued, "I'll start off easy. Never have I ever painted my own nails." All of the girls besides Froppy put a finger down. Sero and Denki also put one finger down. "Aw man, I wish I had a picture to show yall because mine looked sick! I even did a little lightning bolt on my ring finger and everything!" said Denki. Bakugou scoffed thinking that Denki was so lame. He would never admit that he once debated on painting his nails black with tiny orange explosions on them for a couple of weeks when he was in middle school.
"I'll go next," Denki stated, "Never have I ever kissed someone."
"Ugh." Bakugou thought. He knew this game would turn dumb real quick. They were third years after all so not only were they filled with hormones and stress from school, they were also feeling the effects of adulthood rearing his scary head onto them. It felt like life as they knew it was ending and beginning at the same time. Bakugou of course was thinking all of this psychological nonsense simply to escape the truth that he has never kissed someone. He would love to say the people were constantly offering up free kisses to him because of his dashing personality and winning smile but that just wouldn't be true. While he has certainly never made time to pursue someone, someone has also never made the time to pursue him. This is all just a lot of excuses for why the amazing Bakugou has never been kissed.
So lost in his thoughts of self-inflicted loneliness, he does not notice the wide pair of brown eyes staring at his five fingers still proudly held up in the air. What did catch his attention is the finger directly across from him being put slowly down as if to not draw attention to it. He recognizes that finger. The finger that looks like kitten pads with a slightly pink-colored circle at the tip and tiny scars running along it indicative of hard work and training. The finger that he found himself wondering if were calloused or baby soft, not knowing which scenario he liked more. The finger that holds so much power at its literal fingertip.
Bakugou's head immediately snaps up to the owner of said fingers. He notices Uraraka staring at his fingers as if waiting for any slight sign that one is going to be put down. Bakugou lowers his hand closer to his lap which causes Uraraka to lose in her staring contest with his fingers. She glances up at Bakugou briefly but quickly looks away.
Thankfully, no one notices Bakugou right away. Unfortunately, they do notice Uraraka. "Uraraka! You have kissed someone? Who?!" squeaked Mina.
Bakugou felt weird. He wanted to know who had kissed Round face so badly, but at the same time, he didn't. He felt a bit nauseous if he was being honest which confused him. Why should he care? It's not like he thought poorly of her for having kissed people before. But the thought of her kissing someone made him feel annoyed and slightly sick. What was wrong with him?
He was used to Uraraka making him feel weird. Making him feel things that he had never felt before. Sometimes he hated how unsure of himself she made him feel and would consequently avoid her for weeks on end. But, but sometimes she made him feel nice. She made him breathe easier and relax his shoulders a bit. She was comforting but she was also appealing. Hell, she was easy to look at. Very easy. All of these things combined just confused Bakugou to no end. He was not familiar with having friends, let alone crushes. All in all, he was hopeless. Hopeless for chubby cheeks and warmth.
Realizing that you have a crush on a girl that you have known for three years and have almost died with on multiple occasions during a stupid game of never have I ever is not ideal in any way, shape, or form. But, that is where Bakugou found himself. He quickly found himself tuning into the conversation when he noticed Uraraka's cheeks flushing even pinker than usual. She was shaking her hands back and forth in front of Sparky's and Pinky's faces.
"I don't kiss and tell guys seriously! They wouldn't want me to gossip about it!" Uraraka states, her voice slowly getting firmer and firmer. Unfortunately for her, this particular group of classmates was known for pushing buttons and boundaries.
"Oh come on! We only live once and I can't imagine that they would be too upset with it being revealed that they kissed someone as cute as you." Denki said slyly.
"You know we are not going to stop bugging you until you tell us. Come on it's not even that serious." Mina said.
"I would beg to differ." thought Bakugou grumpily. He was allowed to be grumpy! The moment he finds out that he is romantically attracted to someone for the first time is when said person is being pressured to talk about their kiss escapades.
Uraraka puffed out her cheeks, crossed her arms, and turned away from Denki and Mina, effectively shutting them up for a second. This crucial second caused Denki's eyes to shift from the stubborn Uraraka to the pouting Bakugou with five fingers still absentmindedly raised up. Denki grew a wicked smirk on his face.
"Well, well, well, what is this?" Denki said loudly, "The great Bakubro has never kissed someone? Well then I guess you aren't the best at everything."
Bakugou grits his teeth. He was so preoccupied with possibly hearing who all Uraraka has kissed that he forgot that he was clearly displaying to the world that he has never kissed someone. Uraraka turned back around and looked at Bakugou with a mixture of guilt and something else he could not identify. He realized that Denki planned to make her feel responsible for them teasing him so that she would confess to who she has kissed. Just as she opened her mouth, Bakugou scoffs.
"So fucking what? I haven't kissed anyone yet because no one has been good enough. I don't want an extras germs nor do I want someone hanging off of me. If I wanted to kiss, I would be the best kisser in this entire room." Bakugou said, clearly trying to save face.
Denki tried hard not to laugh at that over-the-top response. "Sure Bakubro whatever you say. Just admit that you would suck at kissing and we can move on."
Bakugou is starting to get annoyed. He goes from annoyed to pissed when other people in the circle start to snicker or agree with Denki. "I could kiss anyone of you right now to prove that I am better than anyone else you have ever smooshed faces with Dunceface!" Bakugou rages. Only after Denki has been staring at him for a couple of seconds does he realize he just propositioned Denki of all people to kiss him, and now is definitely not the time to question his sexuality. He just discovered he has a crush for the first time goddamit!
After Denki shook off the initial shock, he smiles wide. "Well if your offering Bakubro, it's cool to kiss the homies." Denki puckers his lips extremely exaggeratedly and holy fucking shit what is the point of living if Denki is my first kiss Bakugou thinks.
"I'll do it!" a feminine voice all but shouts. "I'll kiss Bakugou to see if he's the best or not."
Bakugou pushes Denki aside to look at Uraraka to see if she is joining in "teasing Bakugou day" or if she is serious. After looking at her furrowed brow and clenched fists Bakugou decides that she is serious. Holy shit she is serious!
Denki feigns heartbreak while clutching his chest but moves away to make room for Uraraka who is crawling over to Bakugou. Bakugou really wants to kiss her but he also does not want to make a fool of himself in front of his class. He objectively knows that he will suck. He also now knows that she has experience which would showcase his suckiness even more. He would rather die than admit this, but he is thankful for Raccoon eyes meddling for once in his life.
"That would be a great segway for us to play seven minutes in heaven! First Bakugou and Uraraka will go and then after that, we can spin a bottle to decide. But Uraraka will be tasked to give a report of Bakugou's probably lackluster skills at the end. Deal?" Mina said.
Uraraka looked from Mina to Bakugou a couple of times before saying, "Mina we shouldn't force Bakugou to kiss me. Consent is important and I also don't wanna steal his first kiss! What if he waiting for a good reas-"
"Let's go Round face." Bakugou said whilst grabbing Uraraka's wrist and dragging her towards a closet. They walked into a supply closet next to the kitchen and across from where everyone was sitting. Wolf-whistles could be heard through the door.
There was enough space for both of them to sit on the floor, so they did. Uraraka sat crisscross whilst Bakugou sat with his arms resting on his knees. "Sooo... why haven't you kissed someone before? I figured you would have had lines of people signing up to kiss you." Uraraka said sheepishly. That took Bakugou off guard. Did he really give off that impression?
"Well I don't know if you've noticed Pink cheeks but I am not approachable. I know I'm hot but that can only get you so far." Bakugou said. Uraraka lightly slapped his knee when he called himself hot.
"Well, I don't think you are as scary as you like to think you are. Plus some people are into the whole intimidating, insulting, and demeaning you thing."
Bakugou raised his eyebrow. "Are you into that sort of thing Cheeks?" He thought Uraraka would get flustered or shy away from his gaze but instead, she stared at him head-on. "So what if I am?" she asked. "What if I like to be dishing out the insults? What would you say?" she asked whilst leaning closer to him. Bakugou swallowed the spit in his mouth. He was wholly out of his element right now. He wanted to admit to her that he thought it was hot because he did, but he was feeling much too nervous or some other similar weak feeling. She immediately noticed his change, as she normally does, and backed up a little. He mourned the loss of her warmth but was also thankful to be able to breathe again.
"Bakugou we do not have to do anything if you do not want to. I'm serious," she said with a look that dared him to not take her seriously. "I do want to Cheeks. God, I'm acting like such bitch right now and I hate it!"
"Then kiss me."
She said it like it was that simple. Bakugou figured that it probably was. He still felt the lingering insecurity of being inferior to her past partners, but he thought fuck it. He was the best at everything else so why couldn't he be the best at kissing. She was obviously waiting for him to make the first move. She opened her legs so he could crawl in between them and closed her eyes like she knew that he would feel less vulnerable without her eyes on him.
He took a deep breath and let it out. His right hand slowly rose to cup her cheek only for her to smile softly and nuzzle into his palm. This small gesture calmed down his nerves. This was just Uraraka, she wouldn't make fun of him if he sucked. She wouldn't think that he was a bad hero or tell the entire school that he was a shitty kisser. He was fine, she was fine, everything was fine. He leaned it and tilted his head slightly to the left like how he had seen in his favorite shojo manga. His bottom lip brushed against hers and his breath hitched. Fuck, he was so lame. He pressed harder this time. His angle was a little off but Uraraka fixed it a bit and suddenly his ears started ringing. This was... nice. It was really fucking nice and not even in a sexual way. It felt comforting and safe, but maybe that was because it was Uraraka that he was kissing.
Seemingly convinced that he wouldn't bolt out of the supply closet, Uraraka brought her hand up to Bakugou's neck, which she quickly discovered seemed sensitive. She will have to explore that a bit later, she thought. Bakugou made a tiny noise from the back of his throat when her thumb slowly swiped side to side at the bottom of his neck. He pressed his lips harder into hers, not knowing how to proceed. Uraraka drew back, giving Bakugou a mild heart attack because he thought she was thoroughly unimpressed and was about to leave. However, her tongue flicked out to wet the seam of her lips and she pressed against Bakugous mouth again. She kissed him for a few seconds and then retreated, and Bakugou quickly picked up to match her pace, ever the fast learner. His hand tangled into her hair. Uraraka hummed her approval and softly bit Bakugous lower lip. Bakugou jerked at the sensation which caused him to pull harshly on her hair. An apology was on the tip of his tongue when she let out one of the most beautiful noises he had ever heard. He decided that he wanted to hear more of them and to find every way to bring them out of her.
Suddenly emboldened, Bakugou slid his hands from her hair so her ass and pulled her into his lap. Uraraka silently approved of this development and trailed her lips down his neck. She skimmed her lips down his neck and then suddenly bit down. "Fuck!" Bakugou said much too loudly for a supply closet. "Shhh," Uraraka purred, "Wouldn't want everyone to know that the way to bring Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight down is little neck nibbles."
Bakugou so wanted to give a sarcastic or rude comment back to that but he could hardly think with her teeth in his throat and her hands tangled in his hair. She started sucking on the area that she bit trying to leave a bruise before she bit down again on the junction between his shoulder and neck. Hard. "Ngh" Bakugou involuntarily let out while jerking his hips up. He never knew his neck was sensitive nor did he think he would like someone else taking control. She stuck to peppering kisses along his throat before harshly biting him once more. He buried his head into her neck before grabbing her face to kiss her again. He wanted her to enjoy herself too.
He kissed her slowly whilst one hand cupped her cheek and the other slid up and down her back. She mewled at the action and opened her lips. He took the hint and tentatively brushed his tongue across her bottom lip. She seemed to be letting him explore what he liked at his own pace. After giving himself a mini pep talk, he pushed his tongue inside of her mouth. Her hands found their place back in his hair. She clenched her fists in his hair when she felt the first brush of his tongue against her own. He groaned at the feeling, it having sent electric tingles down his spine.
"Again," he whispered against her lips.
She smirked against his mouth but kept their lips slightly touching while she pulled more deliberately. She wanted to hear all of the pretty noises he could make for her. This position allowed her to get a good look at his pretty, flushed face. His eyes were shut tight and his hands were clinging to her shirt on her back. His mouth was parted slightly and he was panting quietly.
"What a good boy you are Katsuki. Do you want me to pull again baby?" Uraraka asked him softly. Bakugou made a noise from the back of his throat that she dare say was a whimper.
"Yes, ple-"
"That was seven minutes guys... did you actually kiss the gremlin Uraraka?!" Denki exclaimed. "O my god I do not know what I just walked in on and I do not want to know. I am going to have nightmares tonight. Nightmares!"
"Shut the fuck up Dunce face! Ask her how it was and if I was the best." Bakugou said confidently.
Denki turned to Uraraka expectantly and looking ready to laugh in Bakugou's face, expecting her to say it sucked.
"Well Bakugou surprised me in many ways," Uraraka said whilst stealing a glance in Bakugou's direction. His confident smirk vanished and what replaced it was embarrassment and proudness. "I guess I could be bribed to say that Bakugou was the best kisser if he took me on a date."
Denki and Bakugou both started at Uraraka with open-mouthed surprise.
"What that's not fair!" wailed Denki, "I have asked you out so many times and you always say no."
Bakugou pushed Denki away and stepped up to Uraraka. He pushed a string of hair out of her face and behind her ear. "Uraraka, go out with me," he said with a stern expression, the complete juxtaposition to his recent action.
"I am going to deduct some points for you telling me and not asking, but I will accept your demand." Uraraka smiled up at him, her cheeks squishing with her bright smile. Bakugou gave a small smile in return.
"Wow, that was so sweet," Denki said, breaking them out of their little shoujo bubble while whipping a fake tear. Uraraka rolls her eyes and shifts her attention to Denki. "Please tell the circle, and by the circle I mean Mina, that Bakugou is the best kisser. But only because he had an amazing and skillful teacher," she said, winking. Bakugou felt his face flush down to his neck.
"Ya got it. Continue your fun you too. And Bakugou, from one bro to another, you should problem fix your situation in your pants before trapezing through the common room. See ya!" and with that Denki walked back to their classmates.
Bakugou, if possible flushed even harder while mumbling how much of a pervy asshole Denki was. Uraraka just laughs at his grumpy antics, grabs his hand, and drags him out of the building. "Stop dragging me around! Where are you taking me?" Bakugou asks. "Well did you or did you not just ask me out on a date? If you want to continue where we left off later, I'd prefer to do it with food in my stomach and at least one date under my belt."
Bakugou looks at her with surprise and suddenly stops walking.
"What? I was just about to get you to start begging, I'm not giving you up now. Now you're stuck with me so congrats." Uraraka says with a bit of insecurity. Had she read everything wrong? Did he really just want to get his first kiss over with and she was the best option at the time? Nothing more nothing less?
Before she could spiral too much she heard what could only be a quiet laugh. Coming from Bakugou. How weird. She was almost convinced he did not have the ability to laugh.
"I guess you're right Angel face. Let's go eat now so I have enough time to eat later." He said proudly. Like he really did something.
She saw the confident and proud expression on his face, thinking that that was actually smooth, and burst out laughing. "Okay, Casanova, let's go," she said while lacing their fingers together.