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Christmas Time - KiriBaku

*plays Deck the Halls on acoustic guitar* Hm? Oh, didn't see you there! Merry Christmas! Hope you had a good day. I got some really good gifts this year, a lot of weeb stuff. I'm happy. Anyway, enjoy this Christmas special!
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Third Person POV:

"C'mon Bakugo!" Kirishima yelled happily as he dragged his grumbling boyfriend towards the ice skate rental counter at the park. For Christmas, the spiky redhead wanted to do something special for his explosive boyfriend. So, he decided to take him on a nice ice skating date. Little did he know, Bakugo had a little secret that his inferiority complex made him hide for years. Until now.

"Hrruhhg. Why'd you choose ice skating, of all things, Ei?" Bakugo mumbled. "Hm? Oh, I thought it'd be a fun date. Because Christmas!" Kirishima replied, blushing and rubbing his neck. He was still holding the ash blonde's hand. "Something wrong?" He said. "No. Just asking."

Kirishima smiled. He turned around to face the employee at the counter. "Two pairs of men's skates, one in size 8 and one in size 9, please." He said. The employee, whose name tag said Kenshi, sighed tiredly. Because no one wants to work on Christmas. "That'll be 2216 ¥." Kenshi muttered, walking into the shelves to pick up their rental skates. Bakugo started to pull out his plain black wallet when Kirishima stopped him and held up his own Crimson Riot themed wallet.

"What the fuck? No, Kiri, I'm paying." Bakugo argued. He slammed his wallet onto the counter, igniting a mini explosion in annoyance. "Kat, I'm the one taking you on a date. Let me pay. No arguing, please." Kirishima countered softly. He exchanged his boyfriend's wallet for his own on the counter and pressed Katsuki's black wallet into the other's chest, signaling for him to take it.

Bakugo grumbled. He took his wallet back and slipped it into his pocket. "Fine, but next date, I'm paying." He said. Kirishima smiled and blushed a bit. Then he turned back to his wallet on the counter. Pulling out exactly 3216 ¥, he snapped his wallet closed and tucked it back into his side pocket.

Kenshi came back with the skates, took the money from Kirishima, and handed them their skates. "Have a nice time." He said blandly. "Thanks! Oh, and there's an 1000 ¥ tip in there, all for you! Merry Christmas!" Kirishima replied cheerily, walking away with Bakugo. He didn't see it, but Kenshi looked down at the money in his hands and teared up a bit at the red-head's kindness, not used to receiving something like this. "Thank you." He whispered softly.

Kirishima held Bakugo's hand as they walked over to the benches next to the ice rink. The area was packed with people buzzing in conversation. The place was a popular destination for Christmastime fun. They sat down at an empty bench and began to pull off their shoes and put on the skates. "Hey, you've been kinda grumpy all day, is something up?" Kirishima asked worriedly. "No." Bakugo clipped. "C'mon, Kat, you know I can tell when you're upset. Just tell me, you can talk to me about anything, you know that." Kirishima said. Bakugo looked away in embarrassment, finished with tying his laces by now, and just waiting for his boyfriend.

"I...I can't skate." He mumbled. Kirishima cocked his head to the side in confusion. "That's it?" He asked. "Yeah, got a problem with that?!" The ash blonde growled. "No, of course not! Kat, it's not such a big deal. I can't skate either! I wanted to bring you here because I thought it'd be a fun thing to try." Kirishima said. He hugged him softly.

"It's ok that you don't know how. I figured we could learn together, y'know?" Katsuki suddenly turned around and hugged Eijiro. "Ok. Thanks, Ei. You didn't...you didn't have to do this." He mumbled into his boyfriend's shoulder. The red haired boy laughed softly. "Well, I wanted to. Because I care about you a lot, Katsuki. Now come on, let's go skate. Or at least try to."

Bakugo laughed. "Alright, Kiri."

They wobbled on the edges of their skates as they walked over to the ice, holding hands the whole way. The second Kirishima's left skate hit the ice, he slipped and fell on his side. He and Bakugo cracked up as Bakugo tried to help him up. The ash blonde tried to step forward a bit onto the ice, but he slipped too and they collapsed in a pile of tangled arms and legs, wheezing from how hard they were laughing.

Eventually, they managed to shakily stand up on the ice without toppling over on each other. Gripping Bakugo's hand tightly, Kirishima grabbed onto the rail and slowly started push and slide his feet across the ice, eventually managing to skate slowly. He told Bakugo how to do it, and in the span of half an hour, they had taught each other how to skate well.

They had the hang of it, and they were skating fast around the rink, never letting go of each other. Suddenly, Katsuki gripped Eijiro's hand tight and spun him around in a twirl, dipping him at the end.

Kirishima was speechless, mouth gaping in surprise, cheeks blushing violently, eyes locked on Bakugo's as his boyfriend pulled him out of the dip and kissed him hard. They parted and looked into each other's eyes, Kirishima's sparkling brightly in awe. "H-How did you do that?" He stuttered. "Guess you're just a really good teacher." Bakugo smirked.

"I love you." Kirishima whispered. He kissed Bakugo gently again, savoring the taste of peppermint on his tongue, caramel on his lips. "I love you too." Katsuki replied when they parted. He placed his forehead against his boyfriend's, closed his eyes, and smiled softly. Eijiro did the same.

"Merry Christmas, Ei."
"Merry Christmas, Kat."
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-tHEN THEY FELL DOWN ON THEIR ASSES wHOOPS. Lol but did you like it? This took like 2-3 hours to write but I'm pretty proud of it. UwU. Merry Christmas, guys! Hope you got good presents and had a good day, I sure did. Love you guys, bye! GO BEYOND, PLUS ULTRA! ♥️♥️♥️

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