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Eijirou...somehow knew that this was gonna happen.
Y’know how you can tell when a storm is coming when the clouds come in are dark and heavy? You can always see them coming from a mile away, and because of that you can put away the things that matter most and protect yourself from the heavy downpour of rain.
Well the day that Bakugou let Kirishima and the self-proclaimed “Baku-squad” into his room for the first time, was when Eijirou had felt that something was going to go wrong in the near future. The self-proclaimed “Baku-squad'' included Bakugou Katsuki (obviously), Kirishima Eijirou, Kaminari Denki, Ashido Mina, and Sero Hanta. On Occasion, this “squad” included Jirou Kyouka. The raven-haired girl would come to hang with the friend group.
On the day that Bakugou had let his five classmates into his room so they could hang out, the blond was friendly enough to give them what could be described as a “room tour”, aka pointing at the various things at his room and saying what they were.
It was a clean and simple room. A bed, desk, bookshelf, and drawers being the staple items of the room. While any room would have it, Eijirou was quite interested in what Bakugou had done to decorate the room.
Bakugou’s room had framed posters of various heroes he seemed to admire, some action figures here and there, random books and manga of varying genres, bits and bobs of fashion design, and pieces of photography.
It was wild to Eijirou to think that Katsuki had interests other than becoming the number one hero. Which wasn’t an astute observation when it seemed to be all that the blond talked about in class. Eijirou wondered if his discovery that Bakugou was even interested in fashion would’ve been possible if he hadn’t come into his room to hang out that day.
EIjirou remembered how that day, out of all the things that were noticed, Kaminari specifically took a very keen interest in the guitar that was displayed over Katsuki’s bed. It seemed to have been originally a combination of black and white, however with age and use the paint had obviously been peeling over the years.
The neck of the guitar had many burns handprinted of various shapes and sizes. It was no wonder why Kaminari had noticed the old thing so quickly. He knew that the mustard yellow blond had an affinity for instruments. Especially older instruments such as the one that Bakugou had on display above his bed.
Eijirou remembered the electric boy going over to pick up the guitar before Bakugou snapped harshly at him to stop.
“What the hell are you doing!” Bakugou snapped at Kaminari, the other boy pausing as he reached to grab the guitar from its display.
“Oh shoot- Can I play your guitar Bakubro? Just a tune! Older instruments are just rad. They just have those vibes to them y’know?”
“Fuck no! You and your dirty paws ain’t touching that!”
Bakugou yanked Kaminari away from the guitar and plopped the shorter boy on the beanbag chair near his bed. Groaning in disappointment, the dirty blond perked up in a decision to pester the irritating blond in the name of curiosity.
“So like, if I can’t play it. Tell us about the guitar Bakubro! C’mon!” Kaminari pressed. The rest of the squad, obviously interested, Eijirou included, sat down around the explosive boy in hopes that he would talk about the guitar. Ashido and Jirou playfully jeered Bakugou hoping that it would also push him into telling them about the guitar. With a sigh, it was obvious that the explosive knew that he wasn’t gonna be able to get out of this one.
“Fine you chucklefucks,” Bakugou snorted. The blond grabbed the guitar off of its display carefully and handled it with a lot of care. Eijirou could tell that this guitar obviously had sentimental value to him.
“The guitar was my dad’s. He grew up with it and learned how to play it,” Bakugou said while running his fingers around the guitar’s body and neck.
“He always played this stupid thing for me growing up. Especially going to bed right. Even when he was away on business trips, he’d call my ass and play it for me so I’d go the fuck to sleep,” A smile slowly etched itself onto Bakugou’s lips as he recalled the fond memories. His fingers brushed the strings of the guitar softly.
Katsuki must really love his dad. Eijirou thought to himself.
“He told me that this thing helped him learn to control his quirk… When I developed mine he taught me how to use it, and ever since, we use this old ass thing as a weird bonding activity I guess,” Bakugou, seeming snapping himself out of whatever trace the sentimentality of the object put him in, shrugged and patted the guitar before putting it back onto its display.
“My dad let me keep it here with me at Yuuei. Just my fucking luck that on the move here to Yuuei it got damaged in the car. I haven’t had the time to fix it so don't any of you dumbasses get any ideas about touching it, fixing it, or any weird shenanigan shit,” The blond’s eyes narrowed pointedly at Kaminari as he said that.
Kaminari nervously chuckled, and Jirou punched his arm.
“Well, it’s a sick guitar Bakugou,” The raven-haired girl complimented the guitar.
“Of course it is.” The explosive blond taking the compliment in stride. The group of teens decidedly moved on from the topic of the older guitar that fateful day
Now, remember how Eijirou said that he knew that something bad was gonna happen in regards to Bakugou’s guitar? If you guessed that something happened. You’d be right. Something happened if it wasn’t obvious...and of course, it had to be of Kaminari Denki’s own doing.
Eijirou wasn’t even sure how or what happened, the only thing that he heard before the explosions were Katsuki’s screaming and Kaminari yelling for mercy and a million and one apologies.
"Get out. GET. OUT!"
The blond screeched that multiple at the very top of his lungs. Kaminari’s apologies were almost just as loud, and the yelling caused Eijirou to tumble out of his room out of concern. While Bakugou’s yelling was a normal occurrence in the dorms that the redhead had learned to tune out, the malice and anger in the explosive blond’s voice was unlike his usual yelling.
Bakugou was utterly pissed, and that wasn’t a good thing for anyone.
Tumbling out of his room, Eijirou was able to watch as Bakugou basically threw Kaminari out of his room and into the hallway with a loud bang. Bakugou lunged at the electric user, and the latter rolled to avoid Bakugou’s pounce to grab at him.
The two tousled in a game of cat and mouse, and Eijirou didn’t know how to interfere. Kaminari slams against the wall in an attempt to avoid Bakugou though seemed to get the attention of the other boys in the dorms.
Iida came power walking from his room and attempted to call Bakugou off of Kaminari, at this point Kaminari had already made a dent in the dorm wall trying to avoid Bakugou’s explosive hands. Iida to his credit realized that the explosive blond was too angry to listen to Iida’s reason, and the bluenette barked at Eijirou to call for their teacher Mr. Aizawa so he could break up the fight and get Bakugou under control so that the two wouldn’t destroy the dorms and Kaminari wouldn’t get seriously maimed. The other boys in the hall were watching, but also didn’t want to get involved. When Bakugou was that angry it was best to let Mr. Aizawa or All Might handle it.
The two fought in the hallway until Mr. Aizawa (and surprisingly) All Might came storming down the hallway. Mr. Aizawa’s quirk ablaze and his capture weapon yanks the two blonds apart. Their tired teacher then reaming into them how their misconduct in the dorms wasn’t appropriate nor allowed in the dorms.
“That fucking idiot broke my guitar! I told his ass not to touch it and guess what he did! He didn’t listen! I don’t give two fucks about what’s right! MY FUCKING GUITAR IS RUINED!” Bakugou bellowed off the top of his lungs.
Eijirou wasn’t the best at reading Bakugou, but at that moment it was very obvious that the angry blond felt a lot of anguish over the guitar being ruined. Eijirou noticed All Might slinking over to Bakugou’s dorm, probably to inspect the damage done to his guitar and get a level of understanding as to why Bakugou was so livid with his classmate.
The taller teacher then quietly bringing up the matter of the guitar of exactly how ruined the guitar was. Mr. Aizawa nodded while still glaring at the two of them.
“Bakugou, walk with All Might. Kaminari, you’re coming with me.” Mr. Aizawa spoke curtly, releasing Bakugou from his capture weapon, and All Might promptly lead him out the dorms through the staircase. Eijirou assumed that the former hero would help Bakugou cool off. All Might was infinitely better at dealing with the emotional sides of conflicts between students.
Aizawa didn’t release Kaminari from his capture weapon, instead chose to walk the boy out of the hallway and into the elevator, where the two seemed to go up and into Aizawa’s office that he had on his floor of the dorms.
Eijirou could only look at the other boys and sighed. Kaminari majorly fucked up, and it could possibly take a miracle for Bakugou to even consider forgiving the blonde.
The redheaded noticed that Bakugou’s room door was still open, and for his own curiosity, decided to see what happened to the guitar for it to be ruined. Peering into the explosive blond’s dorm, Eijirou’s eyes widened in shock, and his breath hitched at the sight.
What the fuck did Kaminari do for it to look like that?
The guitar’s neck was detached from its body, the string barely keeping the two pieces of it attached. Then it also seemed that the back of the guitar had fallen off. The paint looked even more chipped from the back. Eijirou carefully picked up the pieces of the guitar and placed them onto Bakugou’s bed.
Eijirou weighed his options. He could probably fix it but definitely not in the time it would take for the blond to get back from his walk with All Might. Not to mention that he would probably be sent into another rage if he even tried to fix the guitar without his direct and explicit permission.
It was at this moment that Eijirou remembered that he in fact...had Bakugou’s dad’s number. Conveniently the blond had a chance to get it the day that he and some of his classmates went to go and rescue the blond.
Eijirou snapped a picture of the damage and texted Bakugou’s dad about the situation. The older man, obviously not expecting to hear about the unfortunate state of his guitar, thanked Eijirou, and asked him to tell Bakugou to call him later tonight when he got the chance.
The redhead only hoped that Bakugou’s dad could handle the situation better than his classmates could.
The few days following Kaminari's mistake of breaking Bakugou's guitar were hell. The explosive blond went through being absolutely seething about the situation, to upset and a mix of sad and frustrated. It wasn't fun for Eijirou to watch his friend so torn up about the guitar. He obviously cared a lot about the thing, even if he called it old and busted sometimes. While Eijirou wasn't the most intelligent person...or the best at reading Bakugou's emotions (and emotional wellbeing in general) he knew that the blond was hurting very deeply.
Honestly, the redhead was glad that he decided to ream into Kaminari after the fact. What he did wasn't okay. No matter the circumstances Kaminari had crossed a big red boundary that Bakugou had set, and Eijirou wasn't going to stand for it. Luckily, the electric blond was receptive to Eijirou coming down on him and did take the chance to genuinely apologize to Bakugou. It was satisfactory to Eijirou, and to Bakugou too. Who after the apology proclaimed that the blond was essentially banned from touching his things until the end of time.
Not even three days later, Bakugou Masaru aka Bakugou’s dad, made his way onto campus and asked the younger Bakugou to see the guitar. Bakugou’s dad hugging his son and running his fingers through his blond spikes. It almost surprised Eijirou the normally explosive person was so passive about his dad being all over him at that moment and compiled easily.
Bakugou’s dad was definitely friendlier than his son and took some time to greet his son’s classmates. Taking time to have short conversations with the lot of them that happened to be hanging in the common room. The younger blond quietly observing his dad, and not adding much to the conversation.
Eijirou knew it was both Katsuki’s unsaid happiness at his dad being here, and him still sulking about the guitar being damaged in the first place. Either way, Eijirou had a pleasant conversation with Bakugou Masaru and was frankly surprised when the older man thanked him for reaching out to him.
After that Katsuki led (moreso dragged) his father to his room. His father slying jeered at his child for pulling him away from his classmate.
Unsurprisingly, the father/son pair would disappear for the rest of the day.
Eijirou only knew that his decision was a smart one when he heard the sound of the guitar being played from the walls of his explosive friend’s room.