"And then that one part, when she-" Kirishima cackles,"Dude don't make that face!"

Bakugo stops making the goofy face, the other boy laughing louder than kirishima has heard in over a month. He giggles as he watches Bakugo stare at the ceiling.

They're laying next to eachother on the blonds bed, Kirishima laying on his stomach, Bakugo partially rolled on his side with his face towards the ceiling. The laptop rolls the credits of the comedy they'd just watched, and Kirishima can't help but keep laughing, especially as Bakugo finds himself in another fit of laughter too.

They huff and puff their last chuckles, both smiling. Kirishima stares at his friends face, watching as Bakugos lips fall into a soft smile towards the ceiling. He could stare at that all day.

He sighs, and brings his arms up beneath his head, burying his face into them.

He feels guilty.

Hes supposed to be taking care of his friend, help him get better and be by his side. And he is doing that, but he wonders if hes truly doing it out of good will, or pleasure?

He loves spending time with Bakugo, he really does. And so Mr. Aizawa punishing him with "making sure Bakugo does what he's supposed to do," was great. But Kirishima feels really selfish everytime he thinks about Bakugo any way other than "I'm here to help him."

"Oi." A hand pokes his cheek, and the sullen red head pokes an eye above his arm.

Bakugo stares at him, one arm tucked beneath the blonds head and the other laying on his own side, looking at Kirishima with an odd expression as he lays there facing the slightly shorter boy.

"Hm?" He hums.

Bakugo stares at him, then he swallows, and Kirishima can see the confliction in his eyes. The red head rolls, laying on his back as he turns his face towards Bakugo.

"Whats up? Your face looks ugly." He laughs as Bakugo flips him off, and they both smile a little.

The blond huffs, then sighs, closing his eyes in an almost defeated look. Almost. He opens his eyes just a little, glances at kirishima, then shakes his head to himself and stares at the ceiling again.

Kirishima bites the inside of his jaw, and he looks down at his feet. Had Bakugo noticed? Is that why hes been looking at Kirishima strangely lately?

If he has noticed, then maybe... Maybe Bakugo feels kinda hurt that he hadn't said anything sooner? They're supposed to be friends right, and Bakugo trusts him.

Kirishima feels guilt build higher and he can't take it anymore. He either needs to come clean or-

Wait... What if Bakugo hates him for this? If... If Bakugo gets rid of their friendship all together, especially if he feels his friendship was taken advantage of or- or-

Kirishima couldn't take that. It would... It would hurt. Not just because he likes Bakugo. But because Bakugo is an amazing friend. Yes, he's rough around the edges, and hes a little aggresive, but he will back you up, and is always by your side.

Kirishima lays there. He can... No he HAS to tell Bakugo. For the exact reasons he doesnt want to. Many people don't realize it, but the blond boy is an amazing person, and is extremely trustworthy. Kirishima has to honor that, and the fact that Bakugo has trust in the red head himself. He can't keep beating around the bush, hiding things and pretending its A-okay.

"I feel like I've been selfish." He whispers, and he can't look Bakugo in the eyes as the blond looks at him.

He can see the blond look at him in a confused fashion before swallowing a few times then speaking,"Why?"

Kirishima takes a deep breath. Just say the words. If he gets it out there, then the hardest part will be done.

That is if Bakugo doesn't get mad at him, then that makes the hard part of this just the begining.

"I feel selfish because..." He swallows, and stares hard at the ceiling, begging his quirk to calm down as it crawls up his hands,"I'm pretty sure that helping you isn't the only part of this punishment that I like."

Bakugo seems tense then, shoulders raising some. Kirishima swallows the nervous lump in his throat, only for it to grow and become a burning sesation in the back of his throat, his chest flaring with fire and stomach crawling. He feels the heat on his neck start, and he tries his best to hold his composure.

"I like... I like spending time with you." Kirishima whispers,"If you haven't noticed haha-" He laughs nervously, biting his lip as he fidgets with his shirt,"You're an amazing guy Bakugo, and you always listen..." He takes a breath,"You're a person I can tell anything to and as long as I'm honest you treat me like a good friend should..." He takes a breath. His eyes feel watery, but its not from fear or anything, hes pretty sure hes just really fucking nervous,"I like it when I'm with you, I like my time with you I-" He cuts himself off, taking a deep breath.

He needs to be honest, he can't keep saying stuff, beating around the bush he just-

"What I'm trying to say-" The red head turns on his side abruptly, giving his blond friend an urgent and overly nervous look,"Is that I like you Bak-"

His words stop, especially as a certain pair of lips touch his.

He's so startled that he jerks away, hand covering his mouth before he can think. His crush gives him a confused look, the blond looking taken aback or offended that...

Kirishima just jerked away from a kiss that Bakugo gave him.

"You just-" The red head feels his face flush, something like lava cascading over his rosy cheeks,"Uh- uh- uhm-"

Bakugos cheeks flush too, and the blond groans, flopping back against the bed and dragging a pillow to cover the ruby sight. He presses the soft object tight to his face, and as the room falls silent, and Kirishima feels his heart again finally, his gawk turns into a look of complete embarrassment.

Bakugo just kissed him and all he could do was blubber. Again.

He shifts, biting his lip before crawling to where Bakugo stays stiff as a board, the blonds arms determined to make his face one with the pillow.

Kirishima tugs at the pillow gently, and as Bakugo finally lets him have it the red head smiles. Bakugos face is still flushed red, his crimson eyes averted as he takes a long deep breath.

"You tried to..." He swallows, face feeling darker,"Kiss me... Right?"

Bakugo's mouth twists into a pout as he nods stiffly, eyes still averted. Kirishima can't help but smile at him, the toddler-like sight too funny for him to ignore.

He shifts then, finding curiousty lace his mind,"So you... You um..."

Bakugo sits up again, just enough so their faces are close again. Kirishima flinches, his heart pounding once again. He takes a deep breath, watching as those crimson eyes trace every feature of his face.

He squints as a hand places against his face. But he relaxes, gentle fingers pressing across his cheek and then his lips. Bakugos eyes are hooded, almost as if hes in a trance.

Then hes leaning forward again, and Kirishima's breath hitches as their lips touch again.

The kiss isn't extravagant. It isn't deep either. Its a simple peck, something quick and easy, but sweet all the same. They both pull back some, both either looking bewildered or slightly surprised with himself.

Then they do it again, and again. It doesn't change, a few a little longer than the last, but neither of them try to rush it, or deepen the little kisses. They just press their lips together, each little press of lips feeling more sure than the last.

Kirishima takes a long breath, and he shifts as they pull away again. Holy shit, he just kissed Bakugo. Not once or twice either, probably more than ten times. And even though it wasn't the deep lovey dovey shit most people would expect, it was still wonderful.

"So..." He swallows, glancing at his blond headed... Friend? Should he say friend? Is that even appropriate now?

"I like you..." Bakugo says. His voice sounds rough, but its sounding even better than it has been, and Kirishima can't help the grin that breaks his face.

The crawling in his stomach screams, twisting and flopping around with joy. His hands fidget. He wants to hug bakugo, but as he decides that wouldn't be the best idea, the blond is the one to grab him.

"Thankyou." He mutters in the other boys ear, and Kirishima sits there dumbfounded, his own arms reaching around to hug the blond tightly as a soft smile breaks his surprise.

"No problem dude..." Kirishima swallows,"So like... Can we date now? Are we dating? Was the kiss a yes or a "I'm trying to be nice." Thing?"

Bakugo pulls back, and gives the red head the dumbest look ever. Kirishima beams leaning forward and hugging him again as he buries his face into the warmth of his... His new boyfriend's shoulder.

Kirishima sighs,"I like you..." He squeezes him close, closing his eyes,"I like you a lot Bakugo..."

"Katsuki..." The blond murmurs out. His voice is soft, hardly any breath behind it, and for the first time since hes came home his voice nearly sounded natural.

"I can-" He pulls back, looking at his friend- boyfriend- wide eyed,"I can call you Katsuki?"

Bakugo nods, and Kirishima grins, shark teeth flashing as he tackles the blond in another hug,"Katsuki!"

Bakugo laughs, hugging him back. Kirishima is so elated, and he only grins brighter as he lifts up over the blond whom lays in the covers beneath him,"Then you call me Eijirou."

Bakugo- no- Katsuki smiles. He nods, reaching up and tugging the red head down.

Their lips press together again, and as the last ones were, this one is just soft and gentle, chaste.

Kirishima pulls away, looking down at Ba- Katsuki's face. The blond takes a deep breath, muttering out,"Eijirou..." Before swallowing and looking him in the eyes,"Eijirou."

Kirishima smiles softly before deflating and groaning as he presses his foregead to his boyfriend's- his boyfriend's!- shoulder,"Gahhh! I'm so happy I could die!"

Bakugo snorts, and as they lay there it gets too quiet. Kirishima sits up, looking down at his boyfriends face before glancing at the laptop laying on the desk.

"Hey..." He shifts his weight over the blond as Katsuki looks up at him,"Lets have a date night. You pick the movie and I'll steal snacks from the kitchen..." He grins,"Deal?"

Katsuki- Katsuki katsuki katsuki- he can't get enough of it ugh!

Anyways... Katsuki nods in agreement, pulling the laptop forward and quickly logging in. Kirishima bites his tongue as he stands, and just before he leaves he swipes a kiss across his blonds check, making Bakugo squint his eyes at him.

Kirishima simply grins and runs to grab the snacks.