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There was a reason Kirishima was so hesitant to let Katsuki drink but the blond had shrugged him of telling him to ‘fuck off’ and muttering something about Kirishima being ‘so fucking concerned about shit’.
Okay. Maybe he was a bit concerned? Nah! Who was he kidding, Kirishima was hella concerned. He knew what Katsuki was like when drunk,he was a vocal/cuddly drunk but that depended on which mode he was in.
They had been out drinking with their friends,Mina,Denki,Sero and Jirio. Katsuki wasn't up for it for sure but had been some how lobbied into joining them but not without a standing challenge between him and Sero.
Kirishima knew it was obviously a disaster waiting to happen,which could warrant for the blond being explosive as fuck in the morning with a hangover or he would be so quiet Kirishima would have to check on him to make sure he hadn't died in his sleep both of which he would not like to experience.
But what could he do? He'd been living with Katsuki since their college years and had a lot of first hand experience of the blond being a total grouch in the morning especially when woken up without a valid reason.
Plus,he actually thought the blond was absolutely cute when grouchy. Sigh. He was in too deep, wasn't he?
Currently,lining the table in between Katsuki and Sero were 15 shots of vodka for each of them. First person to finish all in a minute gets to buy the other whatever they wanted.
Of course, Katsuki was up for it and wouldn't back down even if his life depended on it. Damn,strong headed,witty yet pretty looking Katsuki. And hard was how Kirishima was falling for him. Guess that's too late since he already fell.
The blond had that maniacal grin he always had whenever he accepted a challenge and had that glint in his eyes as well. Kirishima already knew Sero was fucked before the game even begun.
As the game started, Kirishima couldn't help but spur him on and eventually Katsuki won being two shots ahead of Sero.
"Ha! Fuckin' eat that flat face. Now fucking pay up." Katsuki grinned while wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand,grazing those oh so pretty and plump lips Kirishima wished he could kiss right now.
Kirishima sighed he knew he wasn't going to get Katsuki,he was too manly.
The night went on,with them giving gists here and there,what they've been up to the past few months,who they recently met, anything to keep the table lively.
Kirishima noticed Katsuki's words were starting to slur a little and he was looking brighter than he was when they first got here. Plus,the guy was still going on the alcohol,guess it was time to intervene.
"Woah man,slow it down a bit." Kirishima snatched the bottle of white wine Katsuki had snagged from Kaminari.
"Give it here,Shitty hair."Katsuki growled trying to get the bottle out of his hands but immediately pushed him back into his seat.
"No! Now sit still Bakugo,am gonna get you a bottle of water." With that Katsuki sat back and folded his arms across his chest and gave one of those adorable pouts.
Kirishima couldn't help it. He knew Katsuki was too drunk to function like he normally does. He has to get them home before the blond does something he'd regret in the morning.
"Come on. Let's go home." He waved of his friends telling them it was late and need to put the blond to bed so he wouldn't be too grumpy in the morning.
He stood to help Katsuki up but his hand was smacked.
"Can fucking walk,dumbass." He said as he clicked his tongue. Kirishima stood by him as he got up to stand and immediately held him when Katsuki swayed. But instead of getting pushed like he expected he felt Katsuki lean into him. He really was that drunk.
Kirishima put his arm around his waist to support his weight as they walked out of the bar. He helped Katsuki into the car,strapped him in but was held back by Katsuki clinging to his arm like a koala bear and rubbing his face into it.
His face felt like it was on fire and probably the same color as his hair right now,how could Katsuki do this,right now and the cuteness Katsuki was giving off was overwhelming. He just simply needed to get himself together,he could do it.
Simply lost in thought he heard light snoring,meaning Katsuki had fallen asleep while clinging to his arm. Well that was quick, normally he would have to deal with the whining and clinging but he just knocked out easily today.
Kirishima knew that he should be happy but he wasn't,he kind of wish there would at least drunk conversation between them. Oh well he had to get them home now.
Peeling Katsuki's arms of him were a struggle but he did so efficiently and got in the driver's seat,turning on the car to take them home,surely they would have to talk about this drinking situation.
Parking in their driveway, Kirishima took of Katsuki's seatbelt and carried him in,he wasn't going to struggle with a half-asleep Katsuki right now.
Placing him in his bed,he went to their kitchen to get a bottle of water and some aspirin. Imagine the killer headache he would face when he woke up.
Kirishima placed them on the bedside table,stood there to look at Katsuki snuggling into the blanket. Sighing he decided to sleep in Katsuki's room for the night,Incase the blond needed to throw up and wouldn't choke in his sleep.
Settling down in the desk chair,Katsuki had some how manage to keep since college. For sure,it wasn't the nicest thing but it would do.
The chair was way comfortable than he thought and he eased into it,staring at the ceiling, mentally going through everything that had happened this evening.
The way Katsuki was when he was drunk, slightly flushed and overly excited to the point he freely engage in conversations with their friends.
The way he clung to him earlier in the car, wondering what it would be like to officially date Katsuki Bakugo,how he would be as a boyfriend.
The thoughts were there but were instantly flushed by the thoughts of Katsuki not having any interest in him or anyone for that matter.
He heard Katsuki toss in the blankets with a loud groan before going quiet once more. Kirishima rubbed his face with is hands,he was getting thirsty,so he got up to get a bottle of water from the fridge.
When he returned to Katsuki's room he sat at the desk chair once more,leaned back and closed his eyes.
A few minutes passed by before he decided to go to sleep since Katsuki was deep asleep.
Suddenly he heard something that sounded like a moan? Wait... But Katsuki was still asleep,he sat up to confirm that Katsuki was indeed asleep.
He settled back against the desk chair, thinking maybe he was just hearing things,then he heard it again but louder.
Okay, Katsuki might be dreaming or something. Kirishima sat up to look at Katsuki's form curled into a ball, clutching at a pillow.
How he wished he was that pillow...
Kirishima stared at him as Katsuki let out a pant before a moan ripped from him.
"Ah. Fuck. Hmmm." To say he was shocked was an understatement,was Katsuki having a vocal dream while he was drunk asleep?
"Yes!Right there!" Katsuki all but whimpered out.
So... Vocal wet dream then...
Kirishima knew he shouldn't be here right now and didn't want to impose but he was here to take care of Katsuki even if the blond did know he was being vocal right now.
As much as he tried to move, his body wouldn't let him, he was curious, okay?
He stayed back trying to evaluate what was going on, Katsuki was have a very vocal wet dream right in front of him. As far as he knows, Katsuki doesn't sleep talk when they sleep.
Kirishima sighs, giving up as he gets up to wake Katsuki up, knowing he was gonna sprout a boner that's gonna take forever to get down.
"Ah! Warrr ah you waiting for you shitty haired bastard? Fuck meee." Katsuki whimpered and just like that Kirishima's face flushed a deeper shade of red.
Oh...
Okay, he only knew one ‘shitty haired bastard’ and that was him.
Bakugo's having a wet dream about me, that's fine. He couldn't help but have his hope be raised a little bit.
Crossing the room to where is best friend/crush lay moaning, he reached out to tap him.
"Bakubro, wake up man. Hey!" When Katsuki didn't wake, he resulted to shaking his shoulder, "Bakugo! Come on dude, you gotta wake up."
Finally he got a response when Katsuki stirred, eyes glossy as he looked up at him. Then smiled.
FUCK!
He didn't expect that, he expected a punch to the face,a few scratches not that he was a cat but a smile, the universe must love him so much but he still gotta wake up Bakugo.
Still in his train of thought, he felt strong arms grab him and pull him down, protesting he tried to get up but was immediately straddled and felt Katsuki's warm breath hit his neck.
Okay this was good and not good at the same time.
Good cause Katsuki was straddling/cuddling him.
Not good cause his cock was going to rise to full mast if he wasn't outta here in the next minute.
"Bakugo, come on, let me up." He tried pulling at the hands holding him down.
"No, Ei." Letting out what sounded like a whine.
Sighing Kirishima gave in, like how could he not. It's not every day you get to cuddle up to your secret crush and hear him say you given name and Katsuki might not even remember any of this happening.
Before he could finish that thought he heard what almost made his heart explode.
‘I love you, Eijiro.’ was mumbled out of Katsuki as he snuggled deeper into Kirishima's side and hide his face in the red head's neck.
There was certainly no way, no freaking way, Katsuki was having a vocal wet dream about him and literally /sleepily/ told him he loved him. He felt like dying and at the same time he felt alive.
Could thus possibly mean that Katsuki felt the same way about him all this time. Kirishima doubted it but he remembered something his Mom once told him ‘Drunk people don't lie, Eiji.’ so he might actually have to trust what his Mom said and confront Katsuki about. No more hiding, he'd been hiding for years and what has that gotten him? Nothing but yearning to be by Katsuki no matter what.
And if it went down hill he'll understand,accept it and still be friends with Katsuki. But right now he was tired and needed some sleep.
Closing his eyes, feeling the warmth and listening to Katsuki's heart beat, with that he fell asleep.
Katsuki groaned as he felt the sun in his eyes. Stupid fucking orange fuck trying to roast his eyes out. Turning to move away from it, only to move into another source of warmth. What was wrong with everything being warm but this was fucking nice, snuggling close to it as it felt it move.
Wait!
Wait a damn minute.
IT MOVED!?
His first thought was to kick the thing out of his bed and it landed with a loud thud and an immediate groan. Katsuki attempted to sit up which he instantly fucking regretted.
How much did he drink last night?
Did he drink so much that he ended up get a one night stand?
Where the fuck was Kirishima?
And what the absolute fuck was in his bed?
Attempt number two was better than the first when he suddenly heard a groan and a mumble.
“Dude, what the fuck? Why'd you push me?”
Hold the actual fuck up.
Was he that drunk that he slept with Kirishima?
Nah it couldn't be.
“Oi,fuck face,get of the floor and grab me a glass of water would ya?” Finally opening his eyes to glance around the room, also noticing that he was dressed in yesterday's clothes and his body didn't hurt apart from his fucking head which was still banging.
“On the table beside you, Bakugo.”
“Thanks idiot.”He immediately took the pill and downed the water from the cup, still feeling thirsty but he'd fucking manage right now.
Groaning, he slide further into the mattress and covering his face with the blanket as he felt Kirishima move around the room.
“Do you remember what happened last night?” Katsuki heard Kirishima's voice directly above him, pulling the blanket down so only his eyes were on display he snorted.
“Of course I fucking remember.We went out, I won soy sauce in a drinking competition and you took me home.” Kirishima nodded before going around to the other side of the bed to sit.
“That's right, Bakugo. That's right.”
The blond looked at him and frowned,“The fuck's that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing, I guess.”Kirishima said while grinning.
“Huh? Just spit it out already!” Katsuki hissed.
“Fine! Um... You may or may not have been having a vocal wet dream?” Kirishima said while looking at the bed.
“Huh?” Katsuki felt the thoughts and dream hit him like a freight train and he felt his face heat up to the point he was slightly dizzy.
Leaning back to fall into the bed as he placed his hands on his eyes willing the thoughts away.
No,he couldn't have and if he had,he couldn't face Kirishima even if he was literally in front of him.
“Did I say anything else?” He muttered out, feeling as if his own lungs were betraying him and restricting his intake of air.
He had to get out of here.
“Yeah, bro. Uh... About it. I have something to tell you and I would understand if you rejected it but we could still be friends and you can clearly forget-”
“Just say what you want, Shitty hair.” Katsuki had to interrupt him because he knows where Kirishima's rambling would lead them.
Finally deciding to look at Kirishima, Kiri's face was a little flushed as they both stared at each other, he couldn't help but notice that some of Kiri's spikes were laying flat against his head due to him not taking the shitty hell out last night.
But he figured he'd have had the time to do that if he wasn't busy taking care of him. He sighed, raising his eyebrow as a gesture for Kirishima to continue.
“I-i like you Bakugo.” Kirishima stuttered out but still maintaining eye contact with Bakugo. “And not just any like, Bakugo, I think am in love with you.”
Bakugo felt the dizziness creeping back in as his skin flushed. He couldn't believe what he was hearing, that Kirishima-Sunshine-Eijiro was in love with him.
“Tch! About time, Shitty hair. About damn time.” Katsuki said as he smirked at the redhead.
Which left Kirishima looking confused before it set it, his confusion instantly blossoming into one of those sweet smiles Katsuki loved to see one the redhead.
“Are you saying what I think you're saying,Bakugo?” Katsuki couldn't help but feel the excitement and happiness radiating of Kiri but couldn't find the energy to be rash so he just nodded.
“Yeah,I like you too rock-for-brains.” He admitted to liking the fuck out of Kirishima, gods, he thinks he loves the idiot.
They both sealed the confession with a kiss and after that Kirishima, no, Eijiro made breakfast for him, so it was an actual breakfast in bed situation where both kisses and bacon where stolen.
So, basically, that's how Katsuki got the best boyfriend he could ever ask for because he had a dumbass wet dream kinda confessional bullshit. But he isn't sorry about it, cause he plans to get drunk again in the nearest future.
THE END.