Kirishima's mind was whirling as their group tumbled out of the crowded taxi and into the brisk air of UA's campus. Their evening so far had been incredible, and Kirishima couldn't wipe the toothy grin off his face.

"You guys it's only like 10:30 and there's no school tomorrow... want to hang out in my room?" Mina's eyes were sparkling as she spoke, and Kirishima glanced back at the others in their group. Kaminari and Sero instantly agreed, however Bakugo and Jiro seemed less enthusiastic.

"Come on bro! It'll be fun!" Kirishima chirped. Bakugo's eyebrow twitched upwards, but he didn't speak. He let out a small huff of air and readjusted the red stuffed dinosaur in his arms.

"Whatever."

If the others noted his change in attitude, they didn't comment. Together they all migrated into UA Alliance.

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Stepping into Mina's hot pink bedroom, the group made themselves comfortable. They had all changed into more comfortable pajamas, and it had taken a lot of convincing to keep Bakugo and Jiro from remaining in their rooms for the night. As soon as they had entered the room, Jiro had snuggled down into a beanbag and closed her eyes immediately. Kaminari let out a low chuckle at that, plopping himself into the circular chair in the corner of the room. The rest of their squad found places to sit, forming a rough circle of people.

"Alright, idiots." Bakugo growled from next to him, his eyes bleary and tired. "You'd better have something interesting planned if you're going to keep me up all night after dragging me to your stupid event." His voice seemed angry, but Kirishima knew better than that. The blonde's hand was still tightly gripping his own, he had grabbed it on their walk down to Mina's room, his eyes scanning the halls as they went. His body had been taught as though he was in high alert.

Kirishima let his eyes wander over the angry blonde, taking in his slightly disheveled state and smiling quietly. Bakugo was wearing a loose black tank top and bright orange boxer shorts, his hair messed up, no doubt from him quickly changing out of his fancy outfit.

Things had gotten pretty heated between them recently. It was as if all of his dreams were coming true. After the incident at Hero Development day, Kirishima was sure that he had lost his closet friend. Now they were even closer than before. Hell, they were officially together now. The red head paused in his musings, stroking his thumb gently over his boyfriend's hand. Would Bakugo want to tell their class? Or would he be more comfortable keeping their relationship private? Kirishima had found that he himself was a bad liar, and was terrible at hiding things. Would he be able to keep such a big secret? While he hadn't let go of his hand in front of the others, and even kissed him in front of them at the restaurant, Kirishima knew that Bakugo would only do so because he truly trusted their group of friends. Whether he admitted it out loud or not.

Kirishima tilted his head, ears deaf to the noise of the arguing chatter as the group debated what games they would play that would be worthy of Bakugo's time. He ran his eyes over the angry blonde's scrunched expression, and felt an exasperated smile tug at his lips. He scooted a bit closer, noticing when Bakugo's eyes shifted from the argument and up towards him. Kirishima had found that Bakugo, even while holding a snarl, could show a lot through his eyes. His crimson eyes had softened a bit when looking at him, and he noticed a faint tint of pink that touched his cheeks and ears before he snapped his head away with a 'tch'.

Kirishima settled into a more comfortable position, with his arm out behind him for support. He sighed, slipping into thought once more. Kirishima knew that Bakugo would want the best for his reputation. He may not care about it now, making scenes and screaming in public, but later down the line he would definitely care about how he was seen as a hero. They both would care.

We are striving to become pro heroes after all. Would he be willing to face scrutiny just for me? Sure we're best friends.. and now even more than that. But will he really put himself on the line for me?

He was taken abruptly from his thoughts by a smack to the head from Bakugo, his eyes now challenging and fierce.
"Did you even hear what pinky said, dumbass?" Bakugo growled, but he could tell there was no malice behind his words.

"No, sorry! I guess I'm just a bit tired. What did you say Mina?"

Mina huffed, then repeated her idea for a game.

"I saw this in a teen magazine! I was reminded of it when I unpacked my purse." She dropped the red packages of pocky onto the floor in the middle of their circle. "I was thinking we could play the pocky game!"

"The fuck is that?" Bakugo muttered, leaning over so that his shoulder rested against Kirishima's. His eyes showed clear exhaustion, it was unlike Bakugo to stay up so late, and they all knew this.

Mina grinned brightly. Opening a box and holding up a stick of the chocolate coated cookie. "Both people puts an end in their mouth." She stuck an end of it into the mouth of Denki, who happened to be on her right. "Then you both have to get as close to the middle of the stick as you can. The first person to break off is the loser, and whoever gets the closest wins!" She muttered the next bit, "If you end up kissing then it's a tie... at least that's how I read it anyways!"

"That's stupid." Bakugo snarled, shifting his weight so he was leaning even more against Kirishima's side, his head lolled onto the red head's shoulder. Eijiro felt his senses burning, a surge of happiness and excitement pulsing through him that it seemed only Bakugo could cause.

"It's not stupid!" Mina scowled, her eyes angry as she turned to root through her magazine pile.

"We should just have a pocky eating contest instead." Kaminari said through a mouthful of the treat.

"I'd be down for that." Sero chirped, then glancing at Mina's furious expression, he added, "but we should all play Mina's game first, it's not like we'd use all 5 boxes anyways."

"Whatever." Bakugo's voice came muffled through Kirishima's shirt. Kirishima glanced down at him, his eyes were closed as he pressed his face into Kirishima's shoulder. Kirishima couldn't help the squeeze of his heart, Bakugo looked so adorable like this.

Testing his luck with a tired Bakugo had proven to be dangerous in the past, but he doubted the fiery tempered boy had enough energy to really care. Kirishima shifted his weight and slithered his free hand up the back of Bakugo's shirt, his fingers slowly massaging the tense, firm muscles on his lower back. He felt Bakugo shiver under him and his head lifted a bit off of his shirt, irritation glowing in his now more alert eyes. Without breaking eye contact, Kirishima let the tips of his fingers lightly graze over his shoulders, running ever so gentle circles over him. A surge of triumph rushed to his head as he felt him tremble slightly under his touch. A cocky look must have flashed over the red head's face as Bakugo hissed out a warning between clenched teeth, small explosions popping from his clenched fists.

"So it's settled then!" Mina grinned, clapping her hands. "Let's go around the circle!" Mina pulled another stick out of the box, placing one end in Denki's mouth, and bringing her lips to touch the other end. Jiro had opened her eyes at this point, watching them silently. In fact, all of them were watching now. Kirishima paused his hand movements and instead slipped his hand out of the other boy's shirt.

The two had barely gotten close to one another when Mina snapped her small piece off and pulled away, a blush on her face as the group erupted into laughter. Denki shoved the rest of the cookie into his mouth, a cheeky grin cast over his features before he asked, "So who's turn is it now?"

Mina shuffled through her girly magazine. "It doesn't say how to play in a group, so I'm making this up as I go along."

"Why don't we just let the winners move forward in the game?" Jiro's voice was bored as she picked up a stick of the chocolate covered biscuit. "Denki" Kaminari's eyes widened a fraction as she said that, but turned to face her nevertheless. The two made it all the way to the middle, their lips brushing slightly before they broke apart shyly.

"So it's a tie!" Mina shrieked, writing it down on her kitten shaped sticky note pad. "Now it's Sero's turn!" Sero blushed slightly, picking up a stick. He looked across the circle at Mina, a sad look in his eyes as he no doubt regretted not sitting next to her.
"So do I get to choose who to compete against, or do I have to do it with... him..."

"EH?! WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME, SOY SAUCE?! SCARED YOU'LL LOSE?"

The entire room burst into hysterics, while Bakugo still raged on, his eyes burning with fury.

Sero rolled his eyes, muttering a "fine," while placing the stick into his mouth and leaning over to Bakugo. Bakugo's face contorted into a mix of confusion and disgust. "This is stupid." He growled, taking one end into his own mouth. The two moved up the stick, but when their noses were close to brushing, Sero snapped his teeth shut and jerked his head away, pieces of cookie falling onto the pink plush carpet. Bakugo pulled back, a triumphant gleam in his eyes as he shoved the rest of the stick into his mouth, chewing violently.

"Bakugo wins!"

"I alwash win" Bakugo interrupted with a mouthful of cookie.

"So now Bakugo is against Kirishima!"

Bakugo shrugged, his lips twitching slightly as he leaned forwards to grab a cookie.

Kirishima felt his body light up with excitement. This game was going to be fun after all.

Bakugo turned to face him, placing the edge of the stick in between his straight white teeth, his lips resting just above them. Kirishima felt himself blush, melting into a stutter as the whole room looked at him.

Bakugo waggled the cookie up and down between his teeth, his eyes seemed more playful than he was used to.

"Come on Kirishima! If I can do it you can too!" Sero's voice called out.

Kirishima took a steadying breath. Come on Eijiro. He though to himself. Bakugo kissed you in front of everyone at the restaurant, why is this so nerve wracking?

Kirishima placed his lips on the edge of the cookie, his eyes meeting with Bakugo's as they moved closer and closer towards each other. Kirishima felt his heart pounding in his ears, as their noses touched. Bakugo didn't back down though, so neither would Kirishima.

Tilting his head as their lips drew closer, he felt his heart lurch when Bakugo fisted his hand into the material of his Crimson Riot shirt. Pulled impossibly closer, their lips finally met, the cookie cracking under their combined pressure. Bakugo's lips were soft, and Kirishima couldn't help threading a hand into his soft blonde hair as Bakugo shoved him down into the carpet, his lips dominating him in a way that made him melt.

"You guys... I think it's a tie..." Kaminari's voice barely made it through the haze of Kirishima's mind. Bakugo pulled off him, dragging the back of his hand over his mouth. They were both breathing heavily, and Bakugo's eyes were burning into him in a way Kirishima recognized from Hero Development Day.

Bakugo wanted him.

The next chapter is NSFW! Thanks for reading this far everyone, I love all of your support! ❤️💪🏻
~TAK