A/N: Bitches, more musical related stuff. Ready? Ready!

Kirishima's POV

"Mina, why the fuck did you drag me out of my dorm? I already said I didn't want to watch High School Musical with you. It's boring as shit," I hissed as Mina pulled me along.

"First of all, rude. You only watched a half an hour of the first movie--"

"And it was boring as fuck and I hated it! Next!" I defended, not wanting to hear jack shit.

"Second of all, I didn't say we were watching High School Musical. Calm down. We're watching our high school put on a musical," Mina said as we were pulled to the stage area where we performed a while ago.

"Holy hell, what a crowd," I murmured. "So, what musical is this?"

"Don't remember what it's called. It was originally about how some old king had six wives, but we decided to flip the script. Apparently, it's now about a queen who went through six husbands," Mina said as we sat down in the second row.

"Ooh, I should text Bakug--"

The lights began to go down in the house, so I shut my phone off all the way.

He might be here anyway.

Or maybe musicals just aren't his thing.

The lights were off entirely, and some old timey music started playing.

It suddenly stopped as six figures stood with their backs turned to the audience

"Divorced,"

Hm, sounds kind of familiar.

"Beheaded,"

Holy shit, was that Kaminari?

No, can't be.

"Died,"

Okay, that is definitely Iida.

"Divorced,"

Was that Bakugou!?

No, no, it's not him.

"Beheaded,"

Todoroki? He's into musical theatre?

"Survived,"

Okay, that is definitely Midoriya.

"And tonight! We! Are!"

The lights suddenly flared on, practically burning my eyes.

"Live!"

Okay, the first voice was Sero. He actually looked great.

He had a jacket that ended right before his elbows, decorated with black and gold arrows, glittery golden shoulder pads resting on the jacket. His pants were pure black with golden studs on the side, and he wore a small crown with a few spikes coming off them.

The second voice was Denki.

His hair was up in a ponytail, and he wore an outfit covered in green squares everywhere. He looked like a kid in a candy store.

Iida was the third voice, who looked a lot more modest than the rest.

His outfit was black and white, and looked a lot like something a legitimate king would wear.

And--

"Holy shit, that was Bakugou," I whispered, putting a hand over my mouth.

He was the only one in shorts, and boy, you could notice it. They were short and tight, and he... were those fucking fishnets? He was wearing fishnets under both his shorts and his jacket. I could only see that since the "jacket" was literally a piece of gorgeously colored and designed leather with arm holes cut in it. His chest was on full display. A choker with a small chain hanging from it finished off his outfit, and gave me a greater will to live.

"Mina, did you bring me here to kill me?!" I hissed at her.

"Sh, just wait for Bakugou's solo," Mina whispered back.

"Solo?!"

Todoroki and Midoriya were also the last two, and they looked fantastic as well.

I just didn't analyze their outfits too much because I was distracted by Bakugou.

♤♤♤

During the entirety of the song fifth song, I was almost bawling.

Some parts were apparently in German, and everyone had on these frilly Shakespearean collars, and I was laughing so hard.

Todoroki and Iida, two of the most serious members of class 1-A, dancing around in frilly collars and talking about how if you wear a pair of heels, you'll be a sexy beast, crippled by age 40.

Although, one line got me in particular.

"You bring the corsets,"

"We'll bring the sinches,"

"No one wants a waist over," Bakugou walked to the middle of the stage with a long ribbon wrapped around his waist. He pulled tightly on the two ends, making the ribbon tighten around his waist. "Nine inches,"

And oh my fucking god, his waist was so damn small.

I want to grab it so bad.

No! Bad Kirishima! Control yourself!

The song had ended, and there was this whole intermission like thing, and then Bakugou was in the middle of the stage again.

And fuck, was it a sight to see.

The other five were all behind him, all in sassy little positions, snapping to the song like some '50s greaser group.

"Sittin' here all alone. On a throne. In a palace that I happen to own. Bring me some pheasant-- KEEP IT ON THE BONE!"

...

oh shit, ya boi is gonna end up passing out or having blood go to the worst possible places.

"Fill my goblet up to brim, sipping on mead and I spill it on my dress with the gold lace trim. Not very prim and proper,"

He said that last line very mockingly, but he still had this cocky grin on his face.

"Can't make me stop. I want to go hunting, any takers? I'm not fake, 'cause I've got acres and acres. Paid for with my own riches. Where my hounds at? Release the bitches,"

As he said that last line, he quickly dropped to his knees and tugged at the chain as the other five went "Woof,"

My jaw fucking dropped and I straight up drank that whole image in.

That will definitely be remembered in a different context soon.

"Everyday, head back for a round of croquet, yeah," Denki and Sero lifted him up, and he locked eyes with me.

Only for a moment, but it was the first time it happened.

oh boi, i wish this damn seat would swallow me fucking whole--

"'Cause I'm a player. And tomorrow, I'll hit replay,"

♤♤♤

For the entire rest of that song, he kept eye contact with me.

The.

Entire.

Fucking.

Song.

And, if we're being entirely honest, he seemed to enjoy my reactions to the less than innocent choreography.

Especially during the chorus, when he would literally, true to the song's name, get down.

But that's not all.

Nope.

Wouldn't fucking kill me, burn me alive, shove me down the stairs and take my first born child if it was.

Any other possibility he had to make eye contact with me throughout the rest of the show, he'd take it, sending me flirtatious winks and lip bites.

Wowza, he's killing not only his role, but me too.

By the end of the show, I stood up and left, leaving Mina to flirt with one of the techies.

As I walked out and past the dressing room hallway, a hand grabbed me, pulling me into the hall.

I looked at the owner of said hand and saw Denki.

"Dude! That was fucking awesome!" I grinned, hugging him and patting his back.

"Thanks, man! I feel like I messed up a few times, but it was fun!"

"That's all that really matters, dude! Plus, even if you did mess up, no one in the audience seemed to notice,"

"Dude, you should go see Katsuki!" Denki grinned. "He wanted to see you, which is the main reason I dragged ya in here,"

"Wait, is this really a good idea?!" I whispered.

"Promise!" Denki said, shoving me in front of the closed door.

I knocked carefully, to have the door open a second later.

Katsuki was in his costume, and I just noticed the sharp winged eyeliner on his face.

"Get the fuck in here," he hissed, grabbing me by the collar of my shirt and dragging me in.

He slammed the door shut, locking it behind us, before pinning me against it.

"Uh... yo," I managed to get out.

"Fucking, can I?" Bakugou asked me.

"Can you what?"

"Don't play dumb, shitty hair. You saw everything I did. So, I'll ask you again. Can I?"

I was malfunctioning at this point, forgetting every fucking language I've ever learned.

So I just nodded and got the sexiest smirk and lip bite known to man, from the sexiest man.

"Fucking finally,"

Bakugou balled my shirt in his hands as he practically slammed his lips to mine.

They were a little chapped, but also plush.

Sorta.

I couldn't make sense of anything as I put my hands on his miniscule waist and kissed back.

Lips moving against mine, I pulled back barely a centimeter, to bite on his lip so he'd open the fuck up.

"Oi, later," he whispered. "I can hear the teachers walking down the hall with their keys,"

"Really?! C'mon, you've been teasing me the whole damn show!"

"Later. Meet me at my dorm tonight, okay? Act like we've just been in a normal fucking convo, okay? Don't need Midnight to walk in and see us looking all fucked out,"

"R-right. Not very prim and proper,"

A/N: that almost went to kinky places it shouldn't have...

oops

i mean, if you want kinky shit, you can make requests in my normal kiribaku book, i'd probably write it...

Anyway! I know this isn't exactly "royalty" but fuck it.

We'll see what tomorrow brings! Stay safe and healthy! - Septic / Spark