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It was like any other Saturday, the self-proclaimed Baku-squad had found themselves taking a break from their rigorous studying and training to spend some time relaxing.
For Mina and Kaminari, it meant a day dragging everyone around the mall to go shopping. For Sero and Jiro it meant looking for the next food stand or cafe to hit.
For Kirishima, it meant trying to get Bakugo to loosen up and have some fun.
Not that Bakugo didn't have fun on their Saturday outings. Kirishima knew if Bakugo didn't at least have a little bit of fun, he'd refuse to even step foot off campus when they went to collect him from training or his room.
Proving his point, Bakugo is here; frown on his face as the group walks through the mall trying to find the next destination. Kirishima and he walk behind the others, the day is still fresh, so Bakugo isn't done acting like he was forced to be here.
Meaning, the man is pouting.
"There's a really cute pair of boots I wanted to get." Mina says to the group as they follow her lead. "I saw a girl wearing them when I was patrolling the other day and she told me she got them at this mall."
"Did she give you a store name?" Jiro asks, not even glancing up from her phone. Still, with the help of Kaminari, she manages to avoid crowds of shoppers weaving in and out.
"Yeaaah but I totally forgot the name."
Kirishima lets out a tiny laugh at Mina's plight, sighing in a joking way as the others groan and fake complain to tease her. Beside him Bakugo stomps, hands tucked into his pockets. Kirishima could have sworn he heard the man scoff at the news Mina didn't even know where they were going.
"Well, it's got to be here somewhere." Kaminari grins, throwing an arm around Mina's shoulders.
"It's going to be all day before we find the store." Sero says, which makes them all bicker about the logistics of finding a random store with the exact boots Mina wants.
The group bickers as they walk, which of course causes a scene but by now they were used to eyes being on them. Kirishima laughs slightly as he follows the chaos.
Out of habit, he stops to glance behind him where Bakugo would be, just to see his reaction to their friends usual antics. Instead of Bakugo following, he's stopped at one of the small cafe windows, staring at the display intensely.
"Bakugo? See something you want?"
Bakugo's glare becomes sharper, pout deeper as he snaps his head over to where Kirishima stopped from the group. "Yeah." He grunts before glancing back at the window. "Limited addition prime hero cups. There's an All Might one."
"That's sick!" Kirishima grins, making his way over to check out the display for himself. "I'll tell the others to wait while you grab it."
"Shitty hair." Bakugo says plainly, turning to look dead in Kirishima's eyes. "I'm going to need you to kiss me."
Kirishima stops dead in his tracks, mouth open in shock at he stares at one of his best best friends in the world. Never in a thousand years would he ever think those words coming from Bakugo would be directed at him.
Surely he must have miss heard.
"I'm sorry, what?"
"Kiss me." Bakugo demands like it's not the most insane thing to demand on the spot in a mall on a random Saturday
Kirishima feels his face explode at the thought. Kissing Bakugo? Why the hell did Bakugo need a kiss from him? It's not like Kirishima is disgusted by the idea, on the contrary really, but it's so sudden
Way too sudden.
"I- uh..that's…you want me to…um.." Kirishima falters, unsure of what to say.
"For the cups." Bakugo says. "Couple themed competition You have to prove you're a couple to enter."
"But I can't- do you really want it that bad?"
"It's the one thing that damn nerd doesn't have." Bakugo grins. "I'm going crush those extras, get that fucking cup and rub it in his stupid nerd face that I have something he doesn't."
You're so petty, Kirishima thinks as he finally comes face to face with the display. Lo and behold, it was a couple's thing. Win three challenges and you get your pick of golden age heroes cups.
"If you want it that bad, I can kiss you, Kacchan." Kaminari jokes, randomly popping up behind the two. Kirishima jumps as if he was caught doing something he shouldn't be doing. That fact makes him even more embarrassed for being embarrassed.
A pure hell cycle.
"Like hell I'd kiss you!" Bakugo snaps.
"But you'd kiss Kirishima?" Sero asks with a grin as the group comes over to join them. They must have realized him and Kirishima fell behind and came back for them. "What about me or one of the girls?"
"No way! Don't put me and Jiro as an option." Mina protests, before Bakugo could even respond. His eye twitches, cheeks a little flushed with their teasing. "I'm not interested and Jiro has a boyfriend. It has to be either Sero or Kaminari."
"Kaminari is Jiro's boyfriend." Kirishima reminds her.
"She doesn't care if he kisses Bakugo."
Everyone looks over to Jiro who just shrugs. "It would be funny."
"I'm not kissing Dunce face, or soy sauce." Bakugo barks again. "I don't know where the hell either you have been. At least I know Kirishima brushes his fucking teeth."
That earns protests from both of them, but Bakugo is done listening to their bullshit. Kirishima lets out a weary sigh, before putting on his best grin despite the nerves coursing through his body right now.
It's just Bakugo, so why is he so nervous? He can hear is own heartbeat in his ears as he comes to step between the shouting boys. "Alright, alright, I'll do it. It's the first time Bakugo has really wanted something on our off days, so.."
All of them stop to look at Kirishima. Mina makes eye contact with him, her eyes narrowing as if she's just connected non-existent dots. He feels his face warm again, but he decides to be a man and not back down.
His friend wants a cup to be a petty asshole? Kirishima will help him get it.
Without another word, both him and Bakugo walk into the store like they are charging in for battle. The others stay outside, looking through the glass as Kirishima awkwardly signs them up while a lady stands there inspecting every move they do.
"Alright, you've been together since the start of this year?" She reads off the clip board. Both of them nod. "And you both met in high school, how sweet." The lady smiles at them after reading over small details.
"Everything looks just right, now all you need to do is give one small peck to prove it! Think of it as a stamp of approval."
"A small peck." Kirishima grins, turning to Bakugo who's already glaring up at him.
A peck should be fine, Kirishima thinks as he looks down at Bakugo. He seems to be thinking quite hard about the peck too. Maybe he's just as nervous as Kirishima is but is too manly to show it.
He's so cool, Kirishima thinks as he bends when Bakugo leans forward.
Their lips brush softly at first in a tiny gentle sort of kiss. Kirishima nearly sighs in relief, ready to pull back until Bakugo grabs the collar of his shirt, making Kirishima properly kiss him.
It's a deep, slow kiss. Something that the lady and the competition definitely did not ask for. Yet Kirishima can't think at all. Not when Bakugo tastes like that. Not when their mouths fit perfectly.
Well, almost perfectly.
He's sure in the surprise he accidentally cut Bakugo with his sharp teeth. But of course Bakugo, ever the perfectionist managed to get past it and take control stealing all of Kirishima's breath to follow.
"Oh, uh, wow." The lady says, glancing between the two as they part, both their faces redder than Kirishima's hair. "You two are…passionate."
"I don't half ass anything, a fucking peck is a half ass kiss." Bakugo grumbles, taking Kirishima's hand to drag him to the tables where the other couples are waiting. Kirishima's brain is full mush at this point, letting Bakugo lead him wherever.
The two find an empty table, and Bakugo lets go to wipe off his hands onto his jeans. It takes a moment for Kirishima to snap out of his daze, even then his face is flushed.
"You really don't half ass anything." Kirishima can't help but give a breathless laugh. "You're really something, Bakugo. Manly."
Bakugo scoffs, yet Kirishima can see that his ears are in fact pink. Bakugo leans on his hand, looking at the extra couples around, scanning for any real competition. "It was…. good right?" He asks in almost a whisper, sounding softer than Kirishima has ever heard him before.
Kirishima nods instantly. "Yeah, yeah! It was…was…you know, good. I liked it."
Shit was that weird to say, Kirishima panics, eyes widening as he takes in Bakugo's reaction to his words. It doesn't seem to freak him out, but Bakugo's softness goes back to his normally cocky attitude.
Kirishima had just fed his ego, and he knew it.
"Good. Those idiots' font deserves a kiss from me."
"And I do?"
The question makes Bakugo curl into himself, cursing under his breath before the turns to glare at Kirishima. "I'm just saying out of everyone, you're the only one I'd asked for help like this." he snaps.
Kirishima smiles at the answer, and what that means between some lines. He hadn't really thought about relationships or dating much before. Everyone has been so busy with their training it didn't cross his mind until this.
It felt nice to pretend for a while, even if their friends were watching through the window as they compete in stupid couple challenges, being almost way to aggressive.
In the end, they did win the stupid cups, but found something a little better than Bakugo's petty motive.
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"What's wrong with you?" Bakugo huffs a couple days later, cornering Kirishima at his room door. It's ten at night, way past Bakugo's normal bedtime.
Kirishima blinks up at his friend, the friend who kissed him so hard it's all he could think about for the past week. His friend, his very manly friend who is turning into something more than a friend.
Is it manly to want a boyfriend? Kirishima is sure it was, but he felt anything but manly when his face warms just at the sight of Bakugo. Leaning on his room door, Kirishima glances down to his worn-out red riot slippers he bought in his first year.
"Nothing's wrong man…I've just been thinking."
"About the cups?" Bakugo asks, his lips staying down turned. "You've been acting weird since then. Getting all quiet. You're never quiet, not like this."
Kirishima looks up, trying to understand just why Bakugo was so worried about this. In his mind, he wasn't acting weird at all, just getting lost in the memory of short hour acting like a couple. It felt good, so good that he wanted it again.
But how the hell do you ask for something like that? How would you ask someone like Bakugo that?
"I just keep thinking about it. I know, not manly at all."
"You said the kiss was good."
"Yeah, too good."
There's a beat of silence between the two of them, and for a second Kirishima really debates if he just totally completely fucked up years of a friendship in three words. He looks away from Bakugo to get the nerve to check his reaction.
When he does look over, Bakugo Katsuki is bright pink, looking down at his own shoes.
"Next Saturday then." That's all Bakugo says before promptly turning away and storming back into his own dorm room, leaving Kirishima very confused. Next Saturday?
Next….Saturday…
Oh.
Next Saturday!
"So manly." Kirishima whispers, before pumping his fist. He just scored a date, well, what he assumes is a date.
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Bonus:
"Oh, hey Midoriya! Did Bakugo show off his new cup to you?" Kirishima asks a couple days later, running into Midoriya as they both head to the dorm showers. The date had gone very well, and Kirishima was sure there were going to be way more to follow.
Midoriya smiles, looking up from his phone. "Yeah! He got a little mad though when I showed him that we had the same one."
Kirishima pauses. "He said you didn't have that one…"
"I didn't but Ojiro and Hagakure went to the mall a couple of weeks ago and did the challenge. Ojiro didn't want the cup, so he gave it to me." Midoriya explains. "Wait, how did Kacchan get the cup in the first place?"
Kirishima just gave Midoriya a toothy grin, choosing not to explain.