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"fuck," bakugo thought rather angrily.
the one day kirishima “forced” bakugo to let him come over to the bakugo house to study. and it storms.
just as kirishima was about to pack up and leave the bakugo home, the slight drizzle they had for the past few hours turned into a fucking storm. pouring rain. high winds. nature flying through the air. thunder and lightning. all that shit.
“eijiro, why don’t you just stay over? it’s raining awfully hard. i don’t think you should go out in that storm. and don’t let my son give you a hard time! he’s just a little shit.” his mom said.… and so here they are, both sitting on bakugo’s bed, waiting for the bath to heat up.
earlier his mom had suggested, “you two can even take a bath together!!”
bakugo refused. good thing kirishima doesn’t push boundaries (too much, anyways)…
“should i bathe first, or do you want to?” kirishima asked, visibly acting a little stiff and awkward.
“i’ll bathe first.. and stop that jittery shit while i’m in there.” bakugo headed off to the bathroom.
kirishima tried his best to calm down, he really did, but there were a few problems.
first, he forgot to take his anxiety meds this morning. which technically, it takes weeks for it to leave his system, but somehow it makes him feel more anxious anyhow (it's probably some kinda psychology thing...). second, it’s the first time he’s had a one-on-one sleepover with bakugo. and third, he just so happened to realize recently that he mightttt have a crush on bakugo. so... he was kind of a nervous wreck at the moment.
it was a miracle that he got work done and was able to study. usually, he’d have a fidget toy on hand just in case, but he left them at home since his mom liked to sanitize them every once in a while. for now, he decided to text sero, his fellow unrequited crush-er, who has a crush on kaminari.
SEROOOOOOOOO
Today 8:49 PM
serooooo
helppop
what’s up
i’m at bakugos!!!!
he’s currently bathing!!
oh 😏
it’s not like that i swear
hmmm sure
and what are y’all planning to do after he gets out hmm
sero i’m being swrious here!! look my anxiety is lien really hig h today bc i forgot to tkae my meds and y’know w the whol e crush thng i am frwsking the fuck out
oh i’m sorry
* seripus
SERIOSU
SERIOUS
*like
*creaking
FREAKING AHH
yeah well anyways nothing i can rlly do abt it rn but like fr tho plz talk to me abt smth to take my mind off things
i will explode
don’t explode man ur too hot and manly to die 😩😩
aw thanks but you should try saying that stuff to your crush lol
do a little flirting... 😏
shhhhavshtklqmshrka
maybe
omg speaking of kami wanna hear what he did earlier today
yeah!
that helped kirishima calm down a little. he always loved hearing about kaminari’s shenanigans. he was still a bit jittery, but he took it out on his leg by bouncing it up and down, a habit that often happened without kirishima noticing. unfortunately, once he thought he was doing better, the door opened with a click, and in walked bakugo. he wore his usual black t-shirt with grey sweatpants, and his hair was already dry with his spikes in the air.
why did kirishima think he looked cute like that? he wouldn’t be able to tell you. he could tell you that his anxiety spiked again, though now as bad as before, so he quickly excused himself and headed to the bathroom.
in the shower, he let the water pour heavy on his head.
the pounding of the drops sounded relaxing, like rain, and he felt his mind clear a little as the sound cleared his thoughts a little.
head slowing down and body relaxed, he headed towards the tub, thinking maybe just a few minutes might be nice. the warm water definitely helped him feel relaxed, but now that it was quiet, his thoughts slowly came back, becoming as loud as ever. he tried to ignore them, but it was really hard to when they were speeding through his head that fast.
he tried staring at the ceiling. there were a few little dents, making kirishima wonder what had happened in this bathroom. was it bakugo? maybe his mom? probably not the dad…
there were three more dents that he noticed grouped together, which made it look like a smiley face since one of them was somehow kind of crescent-shaped. he usually would’ve chuckled or at least smiled at that, but he couldn’t help but feel down like he wanted to just curl up in a ball and sleep (maybe for a few days or maybe forever).
with a sigh, kirishima got out of the bath before he could wallow in this listless feeling too much. he put on the clothes that bakugo set out for him, plus his oversized comfort hoodie that engulfed him like a blanket. the familiar texture and fit calmed his nerves a little, at least enough to bring himself to go back to the room with bakugo. he brushed his bangs back with his hand to get them out of his face and opened the door slowly, making it creek a bit.
kirishima could sense what had felt like bakugo scanning him, taking in every nook and cranny of his body. god, he probably thinks i look so lame and fat, and i really am just a loser- no, no get out of your head eiji it's just anxious thoughts. he knew it was just his insecurities talking, so he tried to look away from bakugo and not focus on the feeling of being stared at. he's naturally an overthinker and has slowly begun to deal with it (though he usually forgets which is why he has it written down in his phone). so he runs his palms along his face, taking a (very audible) deep breath, and exhales his thoughts away.
“hey…” bakugo said suddenly, making kirishima jolt. “is there something wrong?”
“mm” kirishima shrugged a bit, he thought about lying, but he didn’t feel like it.
bakugo didn’t talk again, though. he just patted the space on the bed next to him, grabbed the remote, and turned on the TV sitting on his dresser. kirishima shuffled over to the bed, head down and hands stuffed in the giant pocket of his hoodie. when he sat, bakugo kept his eyes on the screen, silently scrolling through the shows on netflix displayed on his tv.
he wanted something chill, like possibly a documentary or maybe some anime. he decided to rewatch the legend of korra for the thousandth time. after all, it's always a chill choice.
bakugo caught a glimpse of kirishima. he had his arms wrapped around his knees that were tucked into his chest, covered in a red and black tie-dye hoodie. kirishima’s hair dripped onto his hood and sleeves while his head hung low.
“why didn’t you dry your hair, shitty hair? you’re gonna catch a cold.“
“eh, it’s fine… i'm stupid enough that i won't catch a cold. you don’t have to bother yourself with me,” shit that sounded really bad…
bakugo sighed, got up, and walked out of his room a moment later.
then kirishima sighed. it was like his mind liked messing with him, ruining his mood and making him feel… well, shitty.
kirishima could hear some mumbled yelling coming from downstairs. bakugo came back into the room five minutes later with a blow dryer in his hand.
“c’mere,” bakugo mumbled, gesturing with his head by tilting it in his direction.
kirishima slowly got up and made his way over to bakugo, who stood behind a chair, hair dryer plugged in and held in bakugo’s hand. kirishima sat on the chair, getting back into his curled-up position.
the hair dryer whirled as bakugo turned it on and lightly blew kirishima’s hair with it. bakugo turned the air pressure up a bit as he ran his fingers through kirishima’s hair to untangle any possible knots. bakugo found kirishima’s hair surprisingly silky for someone who constantly bleaches, dyes, and gels their hair. bakugo would play with his mom’s hair as a kid, so he somewhat knew what he was doing.
bakugo continued to comb through kirishima’s hair. he was able to see kirishima’s black roots peeping in and started to wonder if he had dyed his hair himself. kirishima hummed, clearly more relaxed than before. bakugo thought of it as a good sign. kirishima didn’t get down on himself often… as far as bakugo knew anyways. bakugo saw kirishima’s face since he now had it tilted to the side. kirishima looked a bit down and out of it. he looked relaxed yet solemn at the same time.
bakugo’s chest pricked a little, at seeing kirishima not acting like his usual self. he wouldn't be able to tell you why. he's had an emotional growing up, but not an emotion like this one so far.
he let go of kirishima’s hair, letting it fly all over the place. he turned off the hair dryer a moment later, and it became quiet again.
kirishima’s hair was mostly dry; only the tips of his hair a little damp, so bakugo let it be. kirishima’s hair draped all over his face and neck until he stood up and tried to look at bakugo.
“ummm, thanks! you really didn’t have to do that.” kirishima said, still unable to look bakugo in the eye.
bakugo just hummed back, unplugging the hair dryer and wrapping it back up (he’ll return it to his mom later).
“you comfy in that?” bakugo asks when he's done.
“mm yeah, it’s my actually comfort hoodie,” kirishima snuggles into it.
“huh”
“why? …does it look weird on me?”
“nah, i just can’t wear oversized clothes. ‘s uncomfortable for me.”
“you do wear a lot of tight-fitting clothes, don’t you?…n-not that i stare at you a lot!??”
“hmph”
bakugo plops down on the ground in front of kirishima, sitting on the bed. he resumes the legend of korra. the last time he rewatched the legend of korra was when he firstgot into u.a., but after rewatching it, he realized that bolín reminded him of kirishima (though it should be the other way around since he watched legend of korra before he met kirishima).
bakugo continued to think about how seeing kirishima like this felt so off. he thought he might’ve almost felt something like heartache, but he ignored it.
…
bakugo had left to get dinner about an hour ago (he spent extra time helping with the dishes), and by the time he got back, bakugo found kirishima asleep on his bed, curled up in a ball. (earlier he asked kirishima if he wanted to eat, but the redhead wasn’t in the mood.)
"we have been watching the legend of korra for a while," bakugo thought.
bakugo sighed, feeling an odd sense of relief at seeing the redhead sleeping contently. he properly laid the blankets over kirishima and then got a futon for himself and went to sleep after a few more episodes of the legend of korra (but with the volume turned down of course).