Three days had passed inside the dusty old hideout, three days of a weirdly comforting silence between Kirishima and Bakugou. 
They had settled into a kind of routine, waking, ordering breakfast, sitting in Bakugou's office all day, not speaking. Usually Bakugou would read or browse the web, trying to figure out a plan to defeat Xeno and Stanly. Kirishima never really had much to do, but he was enjoying the break from being on edge all the time.
Except...he really missed his friends, and working, and going out. Being stuck in such a small area wasn't healthy for pets and it wasn't healthy for him. Eventually, it was starting to get to him.
"We should go out."
"What? You mean like a dating thing?" Kirishima hadn't thought a blushing Bakugou (blushugou, if you will) was possible, but he was currently being proven wrong.
"No! Geez, dude. I mean out of this house. I'm literally going insane."
"It's too dangerous."
"Even if I'm in disguise?"
"Look, I wish I could help you, but this is a matter of life or death. And not just for you, either. I'm in danger also. And the rest of the world if we don't figure this all out."
Kirishima sighed, long and heavy. He didn't want to put the world in danger, or Bakugou for that matter. But he was losing his mind in such a tiny space.
"Can we figure it out faster?" Kirishima dropped his head onto Bakugou's desk, papers sticking to his skin.
"I'm doing every thing I can. But I need to make sure every possibility is considered. If we leave even one opening, Stanly will take it. If you get killed, I don't get my money." Bakugou explained.
"I figured that by now I'd be more than just a pay check to you."
"Yeah, well, getting attached isn't an option in this business."
"Who says this has to be your business? The world is a big place. You don't have to kill to get by."
"What would you know? You didn't live my life."
"Look...when this is all over...I'll hire you full time as my bodyguard. It could be good for you."
"Tch." Bakugou scoffed. It was clear that Bakugou wanted to end this discussion and as much as Kirishima wanted to continue, he didn't want to be stuck in this creaky building with an angry blond.
"How much longer do you think it'll take?
"Dunno. Couple of days probably."
Kirishima tried not to show his disappointment. He knew it was selfish to be bored right now. He knew he had no other choice. And yet, that didn't change the fact that he was extremely stir crazy and needed fresh air.
"Do you have anything to pass the time? Like video games or something?"
"No. Never had time for them."
"Damn."
"I can order something if you want."
"But that shit is expensive..."
"So? It'll keep you quiet and I'll be able to figure this out sooner. Call it an investment."
"I can pay you back when this is all over. I promise."
"Yeah. Do whatever you want. The sooner I can get you out of my hair, the better."