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"That fucker.", Bakugou growled.
Oh he was real mad. Like teeth clenching, spark flying mad.
Why, you may ask?
Well, he just figured it out. He relised that the root af all the annoying problems he was facing the last few weeks was none other than his so called best friend.
The redhead probably wanted to play some kind of a joke on Bakugou. He probalby met someone with a quirk that can make people confused or distracted or some shit and thought it would be funny to use it on Bakugou. He is a fucking social butterfly after all.
And he bet that Pikachu, Soy Sauce and Racoon Eyes were somehow involved too.
Well, sucks for them, but he figured it out. And he was gonna confront the redhead, and when given his confirmation, the rest of the dumbass squad. And he wasn't gonna go easy on any of them.
He stomped out of his room and down the elevator and into the common room, his head practically fuming. Before he even spoke, Kaminari, Mina, Sero, Jiro and Hagakure, aka almost everyone in the room, turned their attention towards him, as if they could sense his I'm-about-to-explode mood.
"You fucker! You idiot! You thought I wouldn't notice huh?", he said, looking straight at Kirishima who also turned to him now and ignoring everyone else in the room.
"Now tell me was it some extra's quirk? Or some kind of drug? Spit it out!", Bakugou grabbed the collar of Kirishima's t-shirt, staring into his eyes expectedly.
"Uhh sorry bro I have no idea what you're talking about. Is everything okay?", Kiri asked, confusion present on his face.
"Oh you have no idea? Really? Then explain to me why the hell does my heartbeat go nuts whenever you're in close proximity of me? Or why the hell does blood rush to my face everytime I see your stupid grin? Or why my focus constantly drifts away towards you? Or why I don't sleep, study or do anything normally anymore?", he maintained furious eye contact with the redhead. He was confident that he had put him in a methaforical corner and revealed his stupid prank.
Until the dead silence in the room was replaced by a roar of laughter from everyone but the two boys.
Confused, Bakugou looked back at Kirishima who's cheeks were almost as red as his hair.
"Okay, okay, go, go, go!", Mina tried to contain her laugh as she pushed the rest of the students dying of laughter out of the common room.
Bakugou's gaze followed them, his confusion rising with every second. What was happening?
They were probably scared of him so they ran away. Tch.
"Uh I like you too man!", Kirishima blurted out, smiling nervously.
The blonde turned back to him, barely processing what je had heard.
And that's when everything hit Bakugou.
How had that not even crossed his mind? He wasn't stupid, he knew what love was, but he never even thought about it.
He stood frozen, his cheeks, nose and ears becoming redder by the second, his grip on the other boy's shirt loosening slightly, but not letting go. He felt a sudden rush of embarassment through his body, as if he was falling off a cliff.
He felt like Kaminari; like an idiot.
A few moments that felt like months passed before the blonde, his rage now filled with a mix of relization and confusion, with a sprinkle of panic, broke the silence.
"So...it wasn't a quirk?", was all he could manage to say at that moment, his gaze fixated on something behind Kirishima.
"No, I wouldn't do that to you.", Kirishima scratched the nape of his neck.
Bakugou nodded, still processing the events that had taken place in the last few minutes.
"So...what now?", Kirishima asked, a small and unsure smile on his face.
Before Bakugou could respond, he felt a pair of invisible hands push him forward, making his lips crash against Kirishima's, before the person's running footsteps got lost in the distance.
"Hell yeah!", a certain pink girl's voice could be heard from the distance.
Bakugou couldn't help but smile against Kirishima's already smiling lips as he kissed back, surprisingly content with the outcome.
There was plenty of time to kill his classmates later, he might as well enjoy himself now.