"Hey... Have you seen Bakugo?"

"Nah man. Well, yeah, but he left a while ago. So no. I haven't."

Kirishima sighs, and accepts that he won't see the blond walk out the door tonight,"Alright."

Kaminari stares at him, he can feel it on his face, and he sighs again, louder this time, and looks over at the blond,"What dude?"

"I don't know." His brows raise, and he leans across the desk, clicking his moniter off,"My best friend is acting weird as hell, and hasn't even asked me who I've been aggressively texting for the last three days- which is weird for you, by the way- and I'd like to know what's wrong...?"

Kirishima hums, and he reaches up, scratching the back of his neck nervously.

"I think... I wanna divorce Yumi."

"Woah..." Kami sets his papers down immediately, hazel eyes growing concerned in seconds,"Dude like... Are you ok?"

"...I dunno." Kirishima leans back in his chair, ruby eyes growing solemn as he stares at the ceiling,"I'm not happy..." He mutters,"And like... I don't really think it's her. She's the same way she's always been just... Here lately she's been ditching me for her friends, and... God we haven't had sex in like months. It's really..." He waves a hand around, and slowly whatever words that were rising in his throat die, and he becomes speechless as he sighs heavily.

His dear friend just sits there, and he feels seen as the blond stares him down. He glances at his best friend, and he gives a weak laugh of self depreciation,"I know... I sound like an idiot."

Kaminari snorts, and gives the red head a raised brow as he smiles keenly,"Ah- no. Dude, like, this is the thing I've been waiting to hear." He slides over in his desk chair, leaning close,"Your wife is a dead beat, buddy."

"H-Hey c'mon." He leans back up in his chair, giving the other man a weak glare,"Kaminari, jeez."

"I'm sorry!" He throws his hands in the air, and somehow Kirishima gets this feeling of rage eminating off the blond,"But she's literally just with you because of your money! I could see it from the first day that you introduced her."

"Kami-"

"And... Like, she doesn't even try man. You constantly have to clean up after her-"

"But she works-"

"Not once has she tried to do anything for you besides the occasional 'oh lets have brunch sweetie-'"

"K-Kaminari-"

"And! She treats you like shit!"

"She doesn't-"

"She does." His friend gives him a stern look, and something about it gives kirishima pissed off mom vibes, and he ends up closing his mouth.

"Kirishima..." The other man rolls forward in his chair, and grabs the red heads hand tight, eyes earnest and worried,"I'm sorry ok... But like, you saying you want a divorce isn't surprising..." Kirishima looks into the blonds eyes, and Kmainari sighs softly,"She... She doesn't love you man... Let alone like you... I think she just puts up with you."

"You don't think she loves me." He asks back softly, and something deep down inside him clings to the hope that his friend of almost ten years is wrong, that maybe Yumi is just having a hard time.

But... He knows he's right.

"No... I don't." Kami says gently, and Kirishima looks at the floor, eyes growing tired, and worn out just from the conversation alone,"I'd never say this if I wasn't being serious, alright man?"

Kirishima looks up into those honest eyes, and he can see nothing but himself- pouting in the reflection of them.

"Yeah, I know."

"Listen to me..." Bakugo grabs at the high schoolers arm frantically as he tries to walk away yet again.

This kid is working under Deku as an intern. He's got a goofy ass get up with some kind of feather suit, even though his quirk apparently doesn't involve flight nor feathers. He's dim witted, and has the attention span of a toddler in a candy store. Anyways, that aside, they're at the store after clocking out because this dumbass didn't know where the closest one was, and it's also raining, and Deku is too fucking stupid to not be nice.

Speaking of said store, they're buying fucking candy because Deku's said intern wanted some.

He drags the kid back away from the aisle, and the brunette pouts heavily as he looks up at the blond with mild annoyance,"What dude? Like, I'm hungry."

Bakugo presses his lips together firmly. He breathes in deeply, and avoids glowering at the little shit as much as possible. He brings in another deep breath and opens his mouth, speaking slowly so as not to blow those freckles off the 16 year olds face.

"We really have somewhere to be," He growls out quietly, trying to avoid deku's hearing range as he leans in close to the little shit,"And we don't have time for this bullshit. So pick something out, be happy, and lets go." As the kid continues to stare at him like he's some kind of middle aged man saying something stupid, he snarls at him,"Now."

"Fine..." He says limply and walks away, eyes bored as he heads down the snack aisle.

Bakugo wants to murder him as he starts staring at cookies.

"Hey..." Bakugo glances over, seeing dumbass walk up to him with a curious look in his eyes,"So where's that important place we need to be?"

"Ugh, fucking- just pretend we have somewhere to be." He rolls his eyes as the greenette chuckles, and places a box in the cart.

"Why? So you can pretend that you also totally didn't bum a ride off me because all you have is that dumb bike?"

"First of all: that bike is my father's. Second of all: I didn't bum shit, you offered." The other man chuckles again as he shakes his head fondly,"Third of all: that chuckling shit is gonna get you punched in the face, Deku."

"Yeah yeah." The greenette mutters before leaning on the cart,"So how long do you think this one'll last?"

"Under your internship..." Bakugo hums in faked thoughfulness,"I give him two more weeks. If he doesn't bounce up by then, or show some kind of effort, then he's a lost cause."

"You're so harsh." Deku laughs softly as he moves away from the cart and through the rest of the store,"Sooo... Word has it that you're dating a chef?"

"God damnit, Kaminari." Bakugo sighs heavily, suddenly very interested in olives,"No. We're not dating."

"So fuck buddies?" Deku says with some kind of finality that it actually seems to give the blond a sense of offense somehow.

"No." The blond glares at him,"Not fuck buddies."

"Then what?" Deku looks at him, and Bakugo growls under his breath, setting the can of olives back on the shelf.

"Its..." He stands there for a second, eyes growing vacant,"We talked and we agreed that it should be an open relationship but I don't think that either of us have been seeing other people since that conversation... That I know of." He brings in a stuttered breath, then looks to his childhood friend,"So like..."

"You're dating." Deku's eyes shine like emeralds, and Bakugo immediately regrets his decision to open up,"Thats so good Kacchan! I'm happy for you!"

Bakugo clicks his tongue, and looks back at the olives,"Yeah well-"

"Watch out!"

There's a loud crash in the front of the store, and Bakugo flinches as a range of explosions go off right after. He looks to Deku, and the other man looks back with shocked eyes.

The blond sighs, and he grumbles under his breath as Deku zooms forward,"God damnit."