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chinanigans2019-02-19 09:09 pm
bakucchan) wrote in chinanigans2019-02-19 09:09 pm
"I wish you liked boys, boys, boys"
[The kidnapping had to have been the scariest moment in Bakugo's life.
It only lasted a few hours, but being captive by villains who weren't above killing him if he refused to do what they wanted was absolutely terrifying. And when he was outside, watching All Might struggle to fight against All For One and saw his classmates-- his friends suddenly appear on the scene, Kirishima's hand extended far he didn't even think when he ran after them and grabbed that hand. It... was such a blinding beacon of hope, at that moment, and it was more important to Bakugo than he thought it'd be.
His feelings about the redhead were already.. confusing, honestly. Bakugo's not one for romance or sex or anything of the sort, but sometimes he'd find his mind wander a little bit in the middle of class while he stared at that mess of red hair sitting in class. He's not sure when it started happening, really.. maybe when the two of them were back to back during the attack on USJ. But either way he found himself sometimes overcome with an urge to hold his hand or do something else romantic, but he always shoved those thoughts away. Locked them tight in a box in his heart so they could never surface and ruin everything.
But ever since the kidnapping.. ever since he grasped onto that hand so tightly as if it was the sole thing saving him from drowning, that box opened. Slowly but surely, it opened and he found himself... wanting to be around Kirishima more and more and more.
It started out small, he'd randomly bump into his shoulder when they walked by each other and blame him for being in the way before it gradually turned into him grabbing Kirishima's wrist to drag him around, which grew to him holding his hand when he wanted to take the redhead somewhere which.. turned into him just. Grasping his hand even while the two were standing perfectly still. Kirishima never seemed to care, not even questioning it even when he went as far as to lay his head in Kirishima's lap while Kirishima played video games and for that, Bakugo was grateful. He was grateful he never acknowledged it, because it let Bakugo ignore it as well. Ignore those feelings that spilled out of that box at a rate so fast he couldn't even try to stop. It was like a faucet had been broken and no matter how much duct tape he tried to put over the pipe, it just wouldn't stop flowing.
Though.. there becomes a point where it gets to be too much, without anywhere for that water to go. He felt like the room was full of it and he was starting to drown, but he didn't know how to make it stop. He didn't know what to do.
And while the two of them were sitting in the common room, Bakugo leaning his back against Kirishima's side as the two watched a random romance movie just to have something to do, he suddenly blurts something out that he'll regret immediately afterwards.]
...oi, Kirishima. 'Ya ever thought about kissing another guy before?
[It's a question that surprises even himself and he's grateful that his back is turned to the other boy right now, otherwise he'd be able to see the slightly panicked look in his eyes as if he's worried Kirishima will immediately think he's a creep for asking. But maybe if he just passes it off as calmly as he can, it'll just seem like a random curiosity and nothing with... a motive behind it.]
It only lasted a few hours, but being captive by villains who weren't above killing him if he refused to do what they wanted was absolutely terrifying. And when he was outside, watching All Might struggle to fight against All For One and saw his classmates-- his friends suddenly appear on the scene, Kirishima's hand extended far he didn't even think when he ran after them and grabbed that hand. It... was such a blinding beacon of hope, at that moment, and it was more important to Bakugo than he thought it'd be.
His feelings about the redhead were already.. confusing, honestly. Bakugo's not one for romance or sex or anything of the sort, but sometimes he'd find his mind wander a little bit in the middle of class while he stared at that mess of red hair sitting in class. He's not sure when it started happening, really.. maybe when the two of them were back to back during the attack on USJ. But either way he found himself sometimes overcome with an urge to hold his hand or do something else romantic, but he always shoved those thoughts away. Locked them tight in a box in his heart so they could never surface and ruin everything.
But ever since the kidnapping.. ever since he grasped onto that hand so tightly as if it was the sole thing saving him from drowning, that box opened. Slowly but surely, it opened and he found himself... wanting to be around Kirishima more and more and more.
It started out small, he'd randomly bump into his shoulder when they walked by each other and blame him for being in the way before it gradually turned into him grabbing Kirishima's wrist to drag him around, which grew to him holding his hand when he wanted to take the redhead somewhere which.. turned into him just. Grasping his hand even while the two were standing perfectly still. Kirishima never seemed to care, not even questioning it even when he went as far as to lay his head in Kirishima's lap while Kirishima played video games and for that, Bakugo was grateful. He was grateful he never acknowledged it, because it let Bakugo ignore it as well. Ignore those feelings that spilled out of that box at a rate so fast he couldn't even try to stop. It was like a faucet had been broken and no matter how much duct tape he tried to put over the pipe, it just wouldn't stop flowing.
Though.. there becomes a point where it gets to be too much, without anywhere for that water to go. He felt like the room was full of it and he was starting to drown, but he didn't know how to make it stop. He didn't know what to do.
And while the two of them were sitting in the common room, Bakugo leaning his back against Kirishima's side as the two watched a random romance movie just to have something to do, he suddenly blurts something out that he'll regret immediately afterwards.]
...oi, Kirishima. 'Ya ever thought about kissing another guy before?
[It's a question that surprises even himself and he's grateful that his back is turned to the other boy right now, otherwise he'd be able to see the slightly panicked look in his eyes as if he's worried Kirishima will immediately think he's a creep for asking. But maybe if he just passes it off as calmly as he can, it'll just seem like a random curiosity and nothing with... a motive behind it.]
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[Bakugo says his name with absolute sincerity, his face showing absolutely nothing but a serious, stony glare.]
Do I fucking look like I'm just pulling your leg?
[He dares you to say that he does. It's hard enough for him to confess this in the first place so don't think he won't beat the shit out of you if you actually think he's just fucking around.]
why does he look like he got five o'clock shadow in that icon
...No. It just seems too good to be true.
dad needs a drink
Kirishima can actually physically see the confusion on Bakugo's face as he tilts his head himself, his eyebrows shooting up a little bit and he opens his mouth, letting it hang open for a second before actually getting anything out.]
...the fuck do you mean by that?
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[Like...liked him. Just the same as Bakugou had meant.]
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Oh.
Oh.]
W-well why didn't'cha say it clearer then?!
[The blonde's face couldn't possibly be more red than it was right now, both from embarrassment for misunderstanding him when he chastised Kirishima for the same thing and from... just. Nervousness of the situation, really. And he reacts how he'd react to anything else-- and smacks Kirishima upside the head.]
Fuck, what the hell?! We've been doing all this stupid mushy gushy hand-holding and shit this entire time and neither of us bothered to actually say anything about it!
[THEY COULDVE BEEN DATING THIS WHOLE TIME]
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[WOULD YOU STOP]
W-well I didn't say anything cause you didn't! I thought it was okay!
[You know just...guys being bros....holding hands...]
And I thought...if I suggested it might be more or somethin' you'd think it was weird and not...wanna be my friend anymore.
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Tch.. you fucking dumbass.
[He sits back a little bit, his tone quieting down to something more serious as he looks annoyed... maybe a little offended, even.]
I wouldn't give a shit even if I didn't feel the same. You think something like that would change my opinion of you so easily?
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I dunno. You've always been a no-nonsense kinda guy. I didn't...think you cared about this kinda stuff.
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I didn't. At the start, anyway.
[Now he's mumbling, feeling a little bit embarrassed to admit any of this to Kirishima.]
But even then it's not like I'd hate you just 'cuz you realized how amazing I am. I'm an asshole but I'm not that much of an asshole, fuck.
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He shifts his hands a little, staring at them as he balls them into fists and relaxes them a few times over.]
I didn't just...realize it, yaknow. I always thought you were cool.
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...yeah, well. I always thought you were, too.
[He drops his gaze towards the floor a little bit, and reaches up to play with a strand of his hair nervously.]
Even though all that "manly" stuff you go on and on about is stupid and lame... you're the only person able to withstand my punches and I know you'll never let yourself break down no matter what.
That's why.. ugh, fuck. That's why I ended up falling for your stupid mug. You're so much of a dumbass that you'd rush headfirst into any dangerous situation if it meant doing what you think is the right thing, and you never let anyone change your mind about anything.
[Those red eyes of his slowly roll over to look at Kirishima, from the very corner of them while he continues.]
Even if I beat the shit outta you over and over, you'd still get back up every time. You're simply tough, that's all there is to it.
...and I think that's fucking hot.
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Kirishima blinks, realizing that for a full thirty seconds he was just sort of...spacing, so when he manages to return back to earth Bakugou is saying he's hot and he's become redder than his own hair.]
You might as well be talkin' about yourself right now, dude. You know you're tough and you ain't afraid to show it. You don't let anything get in your way and you don't let anyone tell you there's somethin' you can't do. You just...do it, because you don't think you'll be the greatest hero someday. You know you will.
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Shut the fuck up and kiss me already.
[So he decides to quickly change the subject matter entirely by grabbing the front of Kirishima's shirt suddenly, and pulling him in for another kiss-- this one less of a mess than before but still passionate as can be.]
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Well, whether he did or not, he's sure as hell kissing him now. He's at least expecting it a little more than the first time, so he's not quite as much of a stone wall when Bakugou presses their lips together. His lips are warm and soft against his own, inviting despite how rough and abrasive Bakugou was on a general basis.
It's enough to prompt him to relax a little into it, letting his head tilt against the blonde's naturally.]