It's warm beneath the blanket, Kirishimas tired eyes staring at Bakugo. The sunlight is orange against blond hair, and when it shines in Bakugos eye, the blond whines, turning his face further into the pillow.

Holy shit, this is so adorable.

He wonders numbly if he should just get up, leave the room. But as Bakugo's arm just happenes to land, all too warmly, against the red heads chest, Kirishima decides his thought should just fuck off.

He wants to brush his fingers through those blond spikes, fingers twitching where they lay next to his own hip. He just-

Bakugo groans softly, arms stretching out. One brushes all the way across Kirishimas chest, and the boy holds perfectly still, watching with unbridled adorance as Bakugos eyes crack open.

His eyes are blurry, crimson peeking out beneath those heavy eyelids. The blond sighs, and even as his eyes seem to clear up, he still just closes them again, pressing his face against Kirishimas upper bicep.

And he falls back asleep.

That was just... Kirishima bristles, stomach crawling and chest feeling ready to burst with butterflies.

Ugh! How is he supposed to be composed around the guy he likes if the guy he likes is so unbearably perfect all the time!?

He just really wants to curl around the blond, kiss his forehead, rub his back and whisper how much he loves him.

Ok, that didn't sound freaking creepy at all.

Kirishima sighs, and he slowly relents, letting go of his hopes on touching his friend. He'll just enjoy the accidental arm on his chest, and the cool toes that are pressed against his warm ones. Hes not gonna be overbearing, and until he confesses his feelings, he isn't even gonna do more than think about kissing the blond.

So he sighs, closes his eyes, and enjoys the peaceful sleeping in of a Sunday morning.

-

"-eports say that UA's top three have been-"

Click.

"Dude!" Kaminari turns in his seat and so doesn't kirishima. Bakugo stands there, a frown embedded on his face, remote in his hand.

"Dude... Midoriya, Shoto, and Momo have their work cut out this year." Mina murmurs, writing on her unfinished maths,"I mean seriously."

"I honestly still think Bakubro deserves a spot in the top three..." Kaminari pipes,"I'm mean, first of all; hes strong, even without his quirk. And secondly; hes smarter than he looks..."

"Wow..." Sero snorts,"Kami is actually complimenting Blasty? That's new."

"Dude I'm just stating the facts!" Kaminari punches sero's shoulder and the dark haired boy laughs fondly,"And anyways! I'm right aren't I? I mean, I know I couldn't do any of that stuff..." He pouts some,"Even though I'm doing alot better, and I have WAY stronger moves now..." He sighs,"I still go a little stupid when its too much."

Usually they'd all tease Kaminari after that, but Kirishima sees the sullen look in his eyes and he smiles gently, patting his friends shoulder,"Dude its ok... Don't feel bad, I can only hold unbreakable for, like, a minute or two, depending on my stamina and shit... The longest Ive ever held it was like 3 minutes."

"Yeah but like... Its frustrating." He bites his lip,"Like Bakugo and Sero can use as much as they want, and same with Mina. And even you can do more than me most of the time."

"Wait wait wait." Sero snorts, leaning forward,"You think I can just go as long as I want?"

"Well... Yeah?" Kaminari raises a brow,"Can't you?"

"No man..." Sero grins, triangular smile wide,"Eventually my arms start hurting..."

"Same!" Mina throws her up up,"My hands feel weird after a while. Almost like I stuck them in that really sticky slime stuff!"

"My whole body hurts after I use unbreakable for too long dude..." Kirishima glances at Bakugo,"Feels like pins and needles."

Kaminari gawks,"Wha? Seriously?"

They all nod.

"I didn't know that." Kaminari frowns, faking a cry,"And I'm supposed to be ya'lls best friennnnnd!"

They all laugh some, smiling brightly as the atmosphere lifts.

"Yo, Bakugo. My bro. My dude. Not to pry, and you DON'T have to answer. But does anything like that happen to you?" Kaminari lifts his head up, smiling.

Bakugo frowns at him, then huffs, tapping his hand as he looks at Kirishima.

Kirishima snorts,"His hands feel numb if he uses it for too long and stuff... Or if he makes a blast that's too big."

"Wait... Are you guys using telepathy now?" Mina giggles.

Kirishima rolls his eyes, albeit fondly,"No Mina, hes just told me that before."

Mina hums, nodding as she rolls her eyes,"Okaaaay~"

-

"Hey man..." Kaminari sits next to him later that day, huffing heavily as they both look out at the others training. They're using the gym today, working on ways to slip out of eachothers reach and defense.

Kirishima smiles,"Hey..."

Kaminari presses his lips together, looking wary of something as he sighs,"Listen, Kiri, I'm sorry for being such a douchebag yesterday. I should've just-"

"No, dude, its ok." Kirishima smiles at his friend apologetically,"I overreacted. I was..." He swallows, brows furrowing some,"Dude... You wouldn't judge me, right?"

"Of course not my dude!" Kaminari looks conflicted dor a moment before saying,"Listen man, can I be like... Completely honest with you?"

"What's up?" Kirishima smiles gently, watching as his friend seems to wanna back out of it, but then the blond sighs.

"I like Sero." He murmurs softly, and Kirishima goes wide eyed. Woah. WOAH!

"For real?" He whispers, amazement lacing his voice. Kaminari flushes deep red, rubbing a hand around to his own nape.

"Y-Yeah..." He whispers. He looks utterly embarrassed, his normal bouncy composure and sweet smile completely gone. He swallows, nodding stiffly,"Yeah."

Kirishima stares stupidly for a few moments longer then his smile turns to an considerate one,"Hey, Kami listen-"

"No dude like..." Kaminari grimaces,"I can SEE how much you like Bakugo."

Kirishima feels his mind shut down, eyes growing wide again as his cheeks burn and his tongue turns to metal in his mouth. His body feels numb.

Huh?

"Cause that's... That's exactly how I feel about Sero, and I know how much it hurts to just sit there and- and..." He groans, pressing his hands to his face,"Some times I feel like I'm suffocating, and I hate to see you going through the same thing, man."

Kaminari stares at the ground, and for the first time in a while, Kirishima can see that saddness, that hurt, sitting behind those hazel eyes. He looks outright lost, and that's not the look his good friend normally wears,"I shouldn't be asking you questions, about a conversation I wasn't supposed to hear, when I can't even be completely honest to you either so... I'm really sorry, and you don't have to tell me anything if you don't want to."

Kirishima feels his heart inflate. Kaminari is such a good friend. Yeah, sometimes hes a "dunce," Bakugo's wording, but he can be a really good friend.

"I'm Bi." Kirishima mutters after a long silence between them, and Kaminari looks surprised, eyes glancing at him widely before shifting away towards the training ground. Kirishima swallows.

"I've liked Bakugo for a while now." He murmurs,"And yeah, its hard. But I get by because I know that if he can't accept my feelings, that he'll always be my friend."

He glances at his blond haired friend, and Kaminari looks ready for tears, but he hides it well, taking a deep breath as he tries to smile. He's obviously struggling though.

"I'm gay." He rubs at the corner of his eye as discretely as he can,"My uh..." He takes a breath,"My mom, I love her so much, but she's..." He grimaces some,"She's really old fashioned. Man should be with woman. Man should work while the woman stays home, shit like that." He swallows,"But I... I'm just not like that."

Kirishima presses his lips together. Kaminari loves his parents, hes expressed that one too many times to their little group.

"My mom has always been there for me, and she's always been there to support me, shes always so proud of me." Kaminari bites his lip, eyes still shiny,"I put up this act, that I like girls, and girls are pretty and sexy and- and it..." He groans, heels pressing to his eyes as he grimaces again,"It sucks, man! How can she possibly be proud of this. I don't think dad would mind. But my mom I just... I just wanna make her proud, but this... I hate being closeted..."

Kirishima swallows, and he bites his own lip. He knows how this feels. In some sort of way, he feels the same way about his own parents. They'd just gotten a divorce, they've been... Ignoring him, really. They obviously don't want to deal with him right now.

How can they be proud of a son that comes out in the middle of all this shit.

"I haven't told mine either." He says gently. Kaminari stays still, obviously using the heels of his hands to try and push back tears. Kirishima persists,"They got a divorce not long ago. And I'm scared to talk to them about it cause like, they don't wanna hear about that stuff, they're dealing with enough, ya'know. How could they be proud of me in a time like this."

Kaminari nods,"I know, right?" He croaks out, rubbing at his eyes a little more as he looks at the red head,"And I'm really sorry about that Kiri man. That must suck ass."

"I think its better this way." Kirishima mutters,"For all of us, its just hard to see dad now, since hes always on a plane somewhere."

"Yeah..." Kaminari chuckles, slapping the taller boys shoulder,"Were in the same boat!"

"Haha yeah!" Kirishima laughs, smiling brightly as the atmosphere lifts around them. He sighs, looking at his hands,"Thankyou for telling me Kami."

"No problemo dude." He sighs, pressing hand to his chest dramatically,"I don't think I could've taken the pressure much longer! Woe is me!"

Kirishima snorts.

Kaminari sighs,"But um..." He looks kinda sad again,"I don't think that I'll make it far with Sero..." He swallows,"I'm pretty sure he likes a girl from the support department." He huffs, smiling a little fondly,"Until I see it though, I'm gonna keep looking at him to my hearts content."

Kirishima smiles,"Don't give up hope dude."

Kaminari chuckles, staring at the ground between his feet. Gosh, kirishima hates seeing him so... Hopeless, helpless, lost.

"We'll see." He whispers.

"We'll see what?"

They both look up wide eyed, Sero and Bakugo huffing heavily infront of them.

Kirishima blubbers, eyes shifting from his two friends to his other friend more than once, Ah- um- I- well, ya see-"

Sero's brows pinch, looking at Kaminari as he pulls his mask up,"Denks, dude," The tall boy looks concerned,"Are you ok? You look ready to cry-"

Kaminari stares up at him, then grimaces, looking away as he looks more ready for tears than he did before. This is obviously too much to look at after pouring his heart out to the red head. He flinches when Sero's hand touches his shoulder.

Kaminari shoots up, startling all of them and making Sero step back.

"I'm good- sorry-" He blurts, then grimaces, pressing a fist to his forehead,"Ah I mean- fuck- sorry-" He flushes, obviously overly embarrassed,"Talk later, bye." He says hurriedly, then bolts for the showers, already dragging his training gear off.

Sero, his mother hen self, stares after the blond in the most concerned way possible. Then he bolts, running after the other boy.

Kirishima sighs. He can't interfere. He'll leave them be.

The bench creaks next to him, and he smiles brightly as he looks over to find Bakugo. The blond huffs heavily, pulling up his mask and rubbing sweat away.3

"So, how's it goin'?" He mutters and when Bakugo gives him a "seriously, you just asked me that?" glare, the red head can't help but laugh.

He watches as the blond reaches down, digging for his bag. He finds it, pulling it into his lap then digging through it.

He extracts a pen a moment later, along with the little note pad.

Kirishima smiles as he watches his friend write something. Bakugo's hands tremble some, and his smile fades.

"Hard training?" He asks, and those crimson eyes glance at him once before a nod comes. Kirishima feels a little more relieved to find it was the training and not some other reason.

The book lands in his hands, the red heads concentration breaking. He looks down, staring at it for a moment before realizing hes supposed to read the damn thing. He laughs bashfully.

[Whats up with pikachu?]

Kirishima stares at it, then looks up at Bakugo, who waits patiently for an answer.

Kirishima sighs, smiling softly as he hands it back over,"He'll tell us when hes ready, ok?"

Bakugo contemplates, then shrugs, nodding as he pulls the notebook forward again, then slides it back with more beautiful writing.

[Just like us]

Kirishima feels his heart thrum. His face falls slack, his own words spiraling through his mind.

"He'll tell us when hes ready, ok?"

Kirishima flushes some, the words suddenly having a completely different meaning in his own mind.

When will he be ready to tell Bakugo.

He sighs, smiling softly as his ruby eyes lock with crimson ones.

"Yeah, just like us."