A/N: Saw this on Tumblr and I swear to all fuck, this is fantastic. But I seriously saw this immediately wanted to write this. I seriously hope you guys enjoy!

Bakugou's POV

"GAH, FUCK!" I hissed, clamping a hand over my right eye, stumbling into the wall.

"BAKUGOU! ARE YOU OKAY?!"

"KACCHAN!"

"WHAT WAS THAT?!"

"You okay?"

Some motherfucker hit me in the damn eye with their Quirk. 

"Oh my goodness, I am so sorry!" some damn student from Shiketsu frantically apologized.

Our class was training with theirs, for some unfathomable reason. We finished the training a while back and we were walking out of the damn  And some idiot on the other team hit me straight in the eye with this glittery laser sort of thing.

"THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM, YOU DAMN EXTRA?!" I yelled, moving my hand from my stinging eye.

"Yo, Bakugou, chill!" I saw Kirishima come over to me, trying to remove my hand. I shoved him away, not in the mood for his bullshit.

"I'm so sorry! The Quirk will wear off in a day's time, I didn't mean to do anything!"

I groaned in annoyance, but I was also somewhat groggy.

My right eye was throbbing like crazy and I fucking hated it.

Ugh, my fucking head.

"It's okay, bro! It's not gonna do anything too bad to him, right?" Kirishima asked.

"No. His vision will be... uhm... changed, but only partially. Listen, my bus is about to leave, but he'll be okay, I promise!" 

"Oh, okay,"

The student ran off, and I couldn't see shit.

"Is your eye okay, Kacchan?" 

"Fuck off, Deku!" I hissed, closing my left eye and opening my right.

I was met with a sight I didn't want to see.

There were green roses behind him, and glitter everywhere. It was like Glamoroki... but with a shitty nerd instead of a half and half bastard.

I shot my left eye open and it immediately went away. 

"What's the problem?"

I just sat there, confused as hell as to what I just saw.

Oh dear god, what the hell is wrong with my eye?

"What's the matter?" I heard Round Face ask from behind me.

Both of my eyes were open, so everything looked fine as I turned to her and half and half. 

Dare I close my left eye? Do I want to do this to myself?

Sighing, I closed my left eye and Glamoroki returned, alongside Glamoraka... and I absolutely fucking despised both of those fucking creations.

"Bakugou...." Uraraka's eyes were wide and full of... tears? Bright pink roses were behind her, and glitter was everywhere.

"Let me see your cute face,"

Glamoroki and his blue roses everywhere were seriously making a comeback, and I wasn't in the god damn mood to look at him.

I am not for any of the bullshit that's happening.

"Jesus fucking christ, fuck off," I hissed at them as Glamoroki put his hand out toward me.

I opened both eyes and I saw his hands were right by his side.

Holy fucking shit, I am high as a god damn kite if I ever fucking thought that the god damn half and half bastard would reach out to me like that.

I shook my head and sighed.

"Dude, you're acting really strange,"

I looked up at Kirishima with both of my eyes open. 

He was looking at me concerned, cupping my face in his hands and examining me carefully.

I decided to close my left eye.

...

Nothing changed.

He's the same.

No roses.

No glitter.

No sparkles.

No weird speech.

Just... Kirishima.

Kirishima.

"Kirishima...."

Kirishima.

Kirishima.

Just there.

Being pretty.

Pretty Kirishima.

"Uhm, Bakugou?"

Pretty Kirishima.

"Pretty...."

"Uhm, you okay, Bakugou? Maybe we should get you to Recovery Girl,"

Pretty Kirishima.

"Pretty Kiri...." I mumbled, putting a hand on his cheek.

"Wh-what?!"

His cheek turned a crimson color under my hand as he removed his hands from my face.

He's so pretty.

I am so fucking gay for this man.

"Are you okay, dude?"

Kirishima's eyes are really cute.

"Dude, c'mon, talk to me,"

His cheeks are really soft and squishy.

"Katsuki,"

And his lips look really...

Really...

"Eiji...."

"Yeah! Bro, that's me! I'm here, you okay?"

"Eijirou...."

"Bakugou, what's wrong?"

"Can I...."

I mumbled, bringing my hand up to his lips, swiping my thumb across his bottom lip.

Part of me realized that what I was doing was stupid as shit and we were in front of a bunch of people and I totally hate that, especially because it's in front of the stupid nerd and his friends.

But at the same time... I...

Dear fucking lord, this is gonna sound so clingy and lovesick and all that shit.

But...

I wanna kiss him.

I wanna kiss him so god damn bad.

I wanna know what it would feel like to have those soft lips up against mine. 

I wanna see what it feels like.

"Uhm, can you... what?"

"Kiri...." I murmured, leaning up toward him.

Our foreheads were touching, and I could feel his breath against my face.

"Kiss..."

"What!? Wait, Katsuki, are you kidding? Are you feeling alright?" Kirishima stammered, pulling out of my touch and feeling my forehead.

"Please... Kiri," I whined.

Wait, I fucking whined?

"Bakugou, you are not in the right mindset to ask for that right now,"

"It's not... it's not from the Quirk... Kiri, please,"

"You are veeeeeeeeeeery close to my face...." he murmured, almost at a whisper.

"Please?"

"... sure...."

That was all I need to here before I grabbed his cheeks and softly pressed my lips to his. 

I may be a rough asshole, but I don't wanna hurt him.

It was soft.

He was soft.

It made me soft.

My head was buzzing and my only thoughts were "I can't get enough of this,"

The kiss probably only lasted a handful of seconds, but those were some of the best god damn seconds of my fucking life.

When we pulled back, I looked into his gorgeous vermilion eyes, which were wide, but also a little scrunched.

He was smiling.

I started to laugh a little bit, and he giggled in return.

Holy shit, I am so gay for this man.

He kept giggling, pecking my cheeks in between his beautiful laughs.

I can't even think straight.

Not like I ever could around him, but especially now.

"Dear god, you are so fucking amazing," I mumbled as he kept kissing me.

"No," he paused, pressing a quick peck to my nose. "You,"

"No you,"

"Uhm, would you guys like some privacy?"

"Do whatever, I don't care," I said, waving them off as I grabbed Kirishima's face again a pressed a small peck to his scar.

"When we head back to the dorms, wanna make brownies? Sato bought some stuff yesterday,"

"As long as your dumbass isn't the one dealing with the eggs, then sure," I mumbled.

"C'mon then, let's go," Kirishima said, hoisting me into his arms bridal style.

"My fucking hero," I said teasingly, poking him in the cheek.

"Anything for my prince!"

A/N: MY HEART ACHES FOR THESE BOYS. THIS ENDING MADE ME EXPERIENCE SO MUCH FLUFF THAT MY HEART FUCKING MELTED. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH! Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed it! Stay safe and healthy! - Septic / Spark