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”Hey, shitty-hair! We’re studying today!”
”We are?”
”YES, IDIOT, OF COURSE WE ARE!”, Bakugo stomped out of the common-room towards the stairs, “ARE YOU COMING OR NOT!?”
“Yes, I’m coming.”, Kirishima jumped from the sofa and jogged after Bakugo.
While walking up the stairs Kirishima stated “I don’t remember that we planned to study today.”
“SHUT UP!”
“Oi! I’m right here, you don’t have to shout.”
“DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!”
Kirishima rolled his eyes.
They entered Bakugo’s room, and Kirishima was just about to turn around to go get his books form his room, when Bakugo grabbed Kirishima’s collar and almost threw him towards the bed.
“Oi! Don’t be so rough.” Kirishima commented.
“Sit.”
Kirishima sat down on Bakugo’s bed and Bakugo slammed the door before sitting down next to Kirishima. There was a moment of silence before Bakugo started to speak.
“This has been bugging me for a while now…” Bakugo lowered his voice, “Why did you try to take my hand after the All for One incident?”
“What?”
“YOU HEARD ME!”
“Don’t scream! And you were the one who took my hand.”
“HAAAH…!?”
“I just held it out and you flew to us and took my hand, remember?”
“I DIDN’T MEAN THAT TIME! I’M NOT STUPID!”
Bakugo breathed heavily while Kirishima sat quietly and looked around.
“I mean, afterwards. When we were about to go home.”
Kirishima tilted his head, “Huh?”
“DO YOU HAVE PROBLEMS HEARING ME OR SOMETHING!?”
“NO, YOU’RE SHOUTING!”
Bakugo jolted, he wasn’t used to Kirishima shouting back at him. So he scratched his nape and turned to sit more in the middle of the bed, and Kirishima followed suit, so that they sat facing each other.
“Bakugo, I don’t remember that I tried to take your hand.”
“But you did! In front of everyone! Why did you do it!?”
Kirishima blinked a few times before answering “Since I don’t remember I don’t know why, but I guess I just wanted to hold your hand.”
“WHY?”
“Stop shouting! And… Because I…” Kirishima hesitated, breathed out, breathed in, “I like you.”
Bakugo’s eyes widened.
“What did you just say?”
“I like you.”
“Wait… What do you mean?”
“I just mean that I like you. You’re powerful, tough, though a bit hot-headed…”, Kirishima didn’t have the time to end that sentence.
“I’M NOT HOT-HEADED!”
“THEN STOP SCREAMING!”
Kirishima sighed and rubbed his temples.
“Okay, Bakugo, I like you. I like you a lot. You’re a person I feel like I want to protect. I was the one who argued with the others to… To rescue you.” Kirishima’s eyes became incredibly shiny, and Bakugo’s eyes widened again as a tear rolled down Kirishima’s cheek.
“Kirishima…”, Bakugo stretched his hand out, and wiped away a tear from right under Kirishima’s eye. Kirishima’s eyes got big, and he looked right into Bakugo’s eyes.
“Bakugo…”
“I want to protect you too.”
Kirishima’s lower lip started to tremble, and more tears flooded down his cheeks as he cried out really loud.
“Kirishima… I’m…”, he didn’t know what to say, so he became quiet for a moment.
Suddenly someone knocked on the door.
“Are you alright in there? I heard shouting.”
It was Mina.
“MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS!” Bakugo shouted.
“Okay then. Don’t kill each other.”
Kirishima sniffled and snickered.
“Kirishima…”, Bakugo closed his eyes and clenched his teeth before continuing, “I’m sorry.”, his cheeks got a slight tint of pink, “And thank you.”, he looked away, he couldn’t meet Kirishima’s eyes, so he didn’t see that the corners of Kirishima’s mouth had curled a little bit upwards. Kirishima took Bakugo’s hand, which Bakugo immediately pulled away before realising what he had done. So, he moved his hand back to take Kirishima’s. Bakugo’s cheeks got pinker, and he still looked away from Kirishima.
“It’s okay to look at me, Bakugo.”
“Hmpf.”
Kirishima warily took Bakugo’s other hand.
“Look at me.”
“Don’t tell me what to do.” Bakugo answered in a whisper, but he turned his face forward to meet Kirishima’s eyes. Bakugo pouted and had wrinkles between his eyebrows, but the way Kirishima’s eyes started to shine made Bakugo lifting one corner of his mouth.
“I really like you, Bakugo. I guess that’s why I tried to take your hand that time. But since I don’t remember it I guess I just didn’t think about it.”
“Please don’t do it again.”
Kirishima looked down at their hands holding each other, and then back up at Bakugo.
“I mean around people.” Bakugo spilled out as he looked down at their hands.
“Oh. Of course.”, Kirishima squeezed Bakugo’s hands a bit harder, “Only when we’re alone.”
Bakugo’s whole face became incredibly red.
“Kirishima…”, Bakugo let the name hang in the air, not continuing his sentence.
“Yes?”
“I think… I think I like you too.”
Kirishima felt how something wet rolled down his cheek, and Bakugo let go of one of Kirishima’s hands just to wipe the tear off.