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There’s something exhilarating about getting your ass handed to you by a six-foot, two-hundred and fifty-pound man wearing tights. Okay, they weren’t tights but they were really really tight leggings.
Katsuki watched as the gym mat raced towards him. A weightless feeling taking over for just a split second. The last thing he heard was his own body hitting the mat before everything dimed into an empty abyss. It wasn’t Katsuki’s first rodeo. Passing out was just part of the job, only this was supposed to be a light grappling session not a throw Katsuki over your head session!
A moment passes before a familiar ring in his ears surfaces. That was always the first indication he was coming to his senses. “-kugou!” Whoever is calling sounds distant but the overwhelming smell of sweat indicates otherwise. His heart rate picks up and finally, the fog cleared with life coming back to his limbs.
“Bakugou! Ooooh, come on man, wake up!” Kirishima bites his lip. “Shit, Aizawa is gonna kill me!”
Katsuki squints only to be met by his friend tapping, rather aggressively, on his face. Kirishima’s eyebrows raise and a grin spreads across his face. “Shit man, I really didn’t mean to throw you that hard! I thought you were gonna counter!”
Katsuki blinks a couple of times to clear his vision and collect his bearings. Holyshitholyshitholyshit!
“Bakugou?”
Did he just- Why the fuck do I feel so hot? Why the fuck was THAT so hot?! Katsuki couldn’t help but stare blankly up at his sparring partner for what appeared to be hours. He notices a tight feeling in his pants and- Shit! Katsuki bolts upright to try and conceal himself before the other notices. Oh, fuck! Fuckfuckfuck! Why am I hard now of all times?! I can’t- this isn’t- I don’t- Katsuki can’t seem to get himself to think straight long enough to puzzle out his emotions.
“Whoa! slow down, man.” Eijirou places a hand on his back. “Take it easy. You hit your head pretty hard. Here I’m gonna get you to Recovery Girl.” He slips his arm under Katsuki’s shoulders and helps him stand up. The latter staggers a bit, gags, and swallows hard. “You just threw up in your mouth didn’t you?” Katsuki bites his lip and nods. “Gross.” Kirishima scrunches his nose and nearly chokes himself.
The journey to Recovery Girl’s office wasn’t far, not by any means, but dragging someone there who seemed to have forgotten how to walk made it much farther. “Hey, I know you’re probably concussed and all but if you wouldn’t mind I’d like to get back to the dorms in time for movie night.” Eijirou tries not to sound too annoyed but there truly was no way Katsuki was that unstable.
With a groan, Katsuki straightens up a bit to hold some of his own weight. “Asshole,” he mumbles under his breath.
“He speaks!” Eijirou cheers with a hardy laugh. Katsuki watches as Eijirou’s smile spreads wider and his chest rises and falls. His laugh was deep and loud and Katsuki swears he can see sunbeams emitting from him. As if Kirishima’s soul was physically lighting up the night.
Mother of the sun, that smile could burn worlds! ...What. the. fuck. is wrong with me? Why does my chest hurt? What were we doing again? Right, walking.
“Stupid fucking concussion makin’ me think weird shit.”
“Hm?”
“Nothing, fuck off.”
Katsuki looks up to see they were just outside the infirmary doors. Eijirou adjusts their gym bags on his other shoulder so he could push the doors open. “I already texted Recovery Girl, I told her not to hurry so she might be a minute.” Huffing a sigh he lets the door slam behind them. “I’ll text the group to let them know we’ll be a bit late but I assume you won’t be joining us for movies.”
Katsuki nods along with Eijirou’s voice even though he’s not actually listening. His head pounded like he’d been hit by a freight train and trying to pay attention made it throb worse. Luckily Eijirou doesn’t usually mind if people don’t listen as long as they let him talk.
Eijirou dumps Katsuki on one of the hospital beds and hops up next to him while they wait. Not even a minute later the door swings open and Recovery Girl waddles in with her lab coat thrown over her nightclothes.
“Ah, Bakugou. Why am I not surprised?” She sighs and wheels herself over on the desk chair. “What seems to be the problem?”
Eijirou smiles and rubs his neck. “Ahh, don’t be mad at him. It’s my fault really, we were sparing and I kinda did a Fireman’s Carry,” using his hands he does a terrible recreation of the move to help explain, “and he hit his head on the mat pretty hard. Anyway, he passed out for a couple of seconds so I wanted to get him checked out just to be safe.”
“You’re a good friend Kirishima.” Eijirou beams at the praise and Katsuki swears his heart skips a beat.
What the fuck?
“But I swear you boys will be the death of me!” Recovery Girl scolds. Eijirou shrinks back in on himself with a sheepish smile. “I’m serious, one of these days I’m gonna croak, and then what will you do huh!?” The old woman shakes her head and sighs. “Anyway, why don’t you run along and call Aizawa to let him know what happened while I take a look at Bakugou?”
Kirishima smiles and hops off the bed; “You got it!” He gives her a quick two-finger salute and heads for the door.
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Aizawa pinches the bridge of his nose. “Alright, just make sure he gets back to the dorms without causing any more trouble… and no more night gym time without a supervisor.”
Eijirou paces the hall outside the infirmary while listening to Aizawa’s lecture. “But Aizawa come on it was an accident I really didn’t think he-”
“I don’t care, I told you if you disturbed Recovery Girl after hours one more time I’d be taking your gym keys.”
“ But we were-”
“No buts Kirishima. I’ll see you in class Monday.”
He rolls his eyes and tries not to sound too disappointed. “Yes sensei. See ya in class.”
Eijirou hangs up with a sigh. He shoulder’s the door open and steps back in just in time for Recovery Girl to give Katsuki a big smooch on the cheek. He chuckles. “Well, Aizawa says no more gym time without a supervisor.”
Katsuki growls and rolls his eyes. “I blame you.” And there goes that laugh again, the one that Katsuki never wants to end. God can he just shut up?!
“Bro come on, this is partly your fault too. I mean you were way off your game today!”
Katsuki curls his lip and crosses his arms. “Isn’t that what they call victim-blaming!?”
“Dude, that’s not- Nevermind. Is he good to go?” Eijirou directs his attention to Recovery Girl.
“Ah yes, he should be back to normal within the hour. But keep an eye on him until then. And I expect not to see you back in here for at least a week!”
“We’ll try!” Eijirou throws an arm around Katsuki and scoops up their gym bags. “Thanks for everything, Recovery Girl!”
“Oh, always such a deary. Here have some lollipops.” She holds out a jar and he plucks up two of them.
Katsuki shivers as they step out into the night. “Cherry or green apple?” Eijirou asks.
Katsuki scoffs. “Green apple duh.”
“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” Eijirou hand’s Katsuki the lollipop and relaxes his arm once he’s sure the other is stable enough. “Hey, you know you were acting pretty off today. What’s up?”
“None of your business shitty hair.”
“Right…”
Katsuki mistakenly believes Eijirou would drop it. “Not to be pushy,” Katsuki groans and crosses his arms, “but you know you can talk to me about anything, right?”
“Whatever.”
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“Oh my god!” Mina throws her phone down and jumps up from her spot on the common room floor. “You guys are back just in time for a Back to the Future marathon!” Eijirou drops their bags and braces for her oncoming hug attack. Catching her, he chuckles and twirls around.
Katsuki rolls his eyes and gags. Fucking saps.
“You act like you didn’t see me two hours ago!” Eijirou sets her down and kisses her softly.
She hums and pulls away. “That’s two hours too long!”
Katsuki thinks he might actually throw up again if he has to watch the obnoxious display any longer. So he seizes his bag from under Eijirou’s feet and slips away towards the elevators before anyone can try to stop him.
Eijirou watches Katsuki leave. He focuses back on his girlfriend and pecks her forehead. “Sorry, Mina but I think me and Bakugou are gonna call it a night. Kinda worn out from training and all.”
Mina’s face falls. “Oh okay, well good night I guess.”
Eijirou smiles and gives her one more good night kiss. “Night. We’ll hang out tomorrow, promise!” Mina nods and smiles.
“Okay, well… If you change your mind we’ll be down here.” She sounds hopeful.
“Hey! The movie ‘s starting!” Sato interrupts their conversation to alert the class stragglers.
Eijirou smiles. “I’ll keep that in mind.” They share one more look before the pair separate and Eijirou heads towards the elevators.
He spots Katsuki standing next to the doors. “Aw, you waited!” Eijirou teases. The blond pushes himself away from the wall and rolls his eyes.
“Moron, I’m concussed. I don’t feel like passing out in an elevator by myself.”
“Suuure.” Eijirou chuckles and presses the button for their ride.
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“Hey, let’s hang in my room. I still have some homework to do before bed.” Eijirou suggests pulling out his keys as they exit the elevator. Katsuki has no qualms so he follows.
“Dumbass, I thought you said you finished all of tonight’s work before we went to the gym.” Katsuki flops down on Eijirou’s bed face first and groans.
Eijirou scratches his head and sets his bag down. A nervous laugh escapes him. “Yeah, I did. I may have a few late assignments to catch up on though.”
Katsuki sits up on his elbows and glares at his friend. “And you didn’t tell me!?” Katsuki spent a lot of time making sure that idiot doesn’t fall behind and he’ll be damned if he’s gonna let it all be for nothing when Eijirou doesn’t graduate with the rest of them.
“I didn’t want to bother you! Besides, it’s not that much, just some stuff from the past week.” Eijirou lies.
Katsuki squints at the blue light of Eijirou’s laptop being powered up. “Ugh, whatever, I'm too tired for this shit. Text Momo if you have any questions.” He settles back down into his friend’s bed to try and sleep off his healing concussion.
“Ay Ay Captain!”
It didn’t take long before Eijirou heard soft snores and occasional mutterings coming from the bed. The clicking from his laptop offering some white noise. He smiles. It wasn’t uncommon for Katsuki to fall asleep when their study sessions ran late. Eijirou usually let him sleep awhile before sending him back to his own dorm. It was a familiar scene, comfortable in every sense of the word.
A couple of hours later the clicking ceases and the light dissipates. The squeak of his desk chair sounds while Eijirou relaxes. His phone vibrates. There are of course a million messages from the group chat. Eijirou starts at the top to see what he missed.
Alien Queen: Ugh! Where’s my stupid bf were gonna start the movie soon!!!!😡😡😡
Flexin on all yall: Prob still out with his boyfriend😂
Off-brand charger: lol
Off-brand charger: last I heard they were still at the gym
Alien Queen: 😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡
Flexin on all yall: anyone know where the popcorn bags at?
Subwoofer: We got the popcorn maker stuff this time. it’s on ojirous shelf
Flexin on all yall: thanks Jirou!
Eijirou scrolls a little farther till he’s at the most recent.
Off-brand charger: Sent an image
Off-brand charger: Oh my god why is Iida sleeping like that?😂
Flexin on all yall: Fr how he sleeping while sitting at attention???
Alien Queen: 😱Omg look at his little pajama hat! Adorable!
Alien Queen: 👀I see you lurking Kiri...
Alien Queen: I thought you went to bed
Rock hard: couldn’t sleep
Off-brand charger: RIP Kiri💀
Eijirou closes his phone and glances over at the fluff of blond hair still dozing on his pillow. He’ll wake him after he showers, he decides and stands to collect some clothes.
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Eijirou hums a little tune while washing out his conditioner. The door creaks but the water drowns out any sound before it can reach his ears.
“Surprise!” The curtain is jerked away to reveal Mina with a big grin on her face.
Eijirou jumps out of his skin and nearly slips. “AHHH! MINA WHAT THE FUCK!?” Embarrassed, he grabs the curtain to try and cover himself.
“God, you act like I’ve never seen you naked before. Anyway, the movie was boring and since you were up I thought we could hang out!” Mina says innocently. She turns away to check herself out in Eijirou’s mirror while her boyfriend catches his breath.
Eijirou turns the water off. “Okay, but could you call first instead of scaring the crap out of me!” he steps out of the shower grabs his towel before he can drip too much water on the floor.
“What?” Mina frowns, “I thought you’d be happy to see me.”
Eijirou’s face drops. “Hey, hey of course I’m happy! I just would’ve taken a Quicker shower is all,” He assures her. He really didn’t want this to turn into a thing. Eijirou then comes up behind his girlfriend and wraps her in a hug. Mina can’t help but smile again and take the opportunity to snap a cute picture of them. “Hey wait! Don’t post that! I'm practically naked!” Eijirou frantically reaches for the phone only for it to be tugged out of the way.
“Calm down, it's just going on my Friends Only story. That’s basically just the squad. Besides, you're sexy, I wanna show you off!” Mina teases and gives him a peck on the jaw.
Eijirou scoffs. “What? So I’m just your arm candy now?” He chuckles and sways them back and forth in the mirror.
Mina pretends to think for a moment, “hmm, yup!”
“Fuck you.”
“Gladly! but you need to dry off first. You’re already getting water all over me.” Mina turns around and sticks her tongue out at Eijirou. Without hesitation, he returns the favor.
“Ahem,” Katsuki interrupts, “Could you keep it down this time?” he sends them both a glare from the doorway in which he had been standing waiting for them to notice his presence. Their eyes go wide and they startle backward.
“Jesus Christ!” Mina pulls her hands to her chest.
“Ah! Oh, hey Bakugou. Sorry, forgot you were here.”
“Obviously,” Katsuki rolls his eyes, “anyway I was just leaving. But get those assignments done or all kick your ass,” Katsuki grumbles. He turns around to leave.
“Oh yeah, like how you kicked my ass earlier?” Eijirou replies smugly. He doesn’t even get a response, just a middle finger before the door slams. “hehe.”
Mina turns around with a pouty face and smacks her boyfriend’s arm. “Ow! Hey! Don’t hit me!”
Mina huffs. “Well warn me when he’s over so I don’t say embarrassing shit!”
“I forgot okay! He pretty much just passed out when we got here.” Eijirou holds his hands up innocently.
Mina rolls her eyes and stomps out of the bathroom to go sit on Eijirou’s bed and pout. Eijirou follows her like a lost puppy.
“Hey, come on! What’s with that face?” He hated it when she got like this. Mina could never just say what was pissing her off and it was like pulling teeth to get it out of her. “Come on, what did I do? I can’t fix it if I don’t know what it is!”
She only pouts harder and turns away. “I just- I don’t know it’s dumb…”
Eijirou sits down next to her and places a gentle hand on her shoulder. “Hey, tell me what’s wrong.” Mina sighs but still refuses to look at him.
“No, really it’s stupid.”
“It can’t be stupid if it’s bothering you this much.”
Mina sighs. “Sometimes I just- I feel like you like Bakugou more than me.” She crosses her arms and gazes down at her lap.
Eijirou’s eyebrows dip and he contemplates the new information a second. “Why do you say that?”
She rolls her eyes as if it should be obvious.
That only makes Eijirou more frustrated. “Come on Mina! You don’t wanna sit here and pout about it all night, do you?” I’m not a fucking mind reader, god!
“You just spend so much more time with him!” she snaps and rises to her feet. Mina turns to glare at him while shouting, “Just today you blew off movie night with me so you could come and hang out with him!” How could you not see it!? It’s so obvious!
Eijirou didn’t expect the sudden outburst and frowns deeper. “Wait! I swear I have a good reason!”
If looks could kill then Eijirou was a deadman. “I’m listening.”
He sighs. “Well,” Eijirou’s voice pitches up an octave, “when we were sparring I kinda threw Bakugou pretty hard. Long story short he got a concussion and Recovery Girl said to look after him to make sure he didn’t fall and hurt himself. I swear if it wasn’t for that I would’ve watched all the movies with you!” Don’t you trust me?
Mina thinks over his excuse for a minute before her face softens. Oh. “Why didn’t you tell me that to begin with?” She sighs and falls back into the bed face first. God, I’m dating an idiot.
He mocks her sigh and falls across her back. “I didn’t wanna embarrass him in front of the class so I just said we were tired.”
Mina groans under his weight. “Sorry, guess I was kinda upset over nothing.” a light-hearted chuckle follows her statement. I wouldn’t get upset if you just talked to me.
“It’s fine, I can see where you’re coming from,” he assures with a gentle smile, “but I promise I don’t like him more than you,” a cheeky grin spreads across his face, “and I’ll prove it!”
Eijirou stands up and hoists Mina over his shoulder.
“Oh my god! Put me down right now-” Mina isn’t able to finish whining before she’s being dropped back down on Eijirou’s bed. She shrieks loud enough to alert the whole dorms. “Oh my god, Ei! Don’t throw me like that!”
“Come on, you love it.”
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Katsuki turns over in his bed with a groan. Whoever made the dorm walls so thin was going to feel Katsuki’s wrath one day. Hearing those two have sex after popping a boner on Eijirou a few hours ago was like pouring salt in Katsuki’s wounded ego. He takes his hearing aids out and replaces them with earbuds so he can blast some ACDC and ignore the world.
Tonight is going to be a long fucking night.