In the next several hours that followed Bakugo's trial, he and Kirishima were inseparable. The two had stuck close during a silent dinner and finally ended up in Bakugo's room.  They were cuddled up together in bed, propped up against the headboard in a sea of blankets and pillows.

"Hey Bakugo?"

Bakugo paused the YoTube video they had been watching, his deep red eyes looking expectantly into the bright red of Kirishima's.

"Can we... can we watch the video? Mina deleted it off my phone and I haven't had the balls to look it up. If you don't want to that's fine, I mean, I don't want to upset you or anything. I just kind of want to see what Mineta got from it."

Bakugo grunted, shifting his weight and leaning forward to type into the YoTube search bar.

"Shit, I don't fucking know what to type."

He clicked out of it, moving to look for the trending bar. He was about to hit the small flame icon when Kirishima pulled at his hand, scrolling down into his recommendations.

Recommended because you liked "Gay" and "Superhero News"

Kirishima ducked to avoid an explosion to the face.

"DON'T FUCKING LOOK AT MY RECOMMENDATIONS, ASSHOLE!"

Kirishima laughed at the redness in Bakugo's face before pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

"Baku, I definitely know you're gay. You don't have to get defensive." Kirishima couldn't help the humored grin that tugged at his lips.

Bakugo slumped his shoulders, grumbling to himself before looking at what Kirishima was pointing at.

"I only stopped you because I saw your hair." Kirishima's voice had grown more serious now, an edge of nervousness evident in the way he fiddled with the camouflage blanket wrapped around them.

Bakugo said nothing, simply clicking on the thumbnail and grasping for his boyfriend's hand under the blanket. Their hands were both large and rough, but fit perfectly together. Bakugo couldn't stop himself from fondly rubbing his fingers over Kirishima's knuckles.

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The video started out shaky, the view spinning up from the green grass and into a view of their pro hero battle. He had to admit that he felt a bizarre uneasiness seeing their battle from afar like this. Kirishima watched silently as the view from the camera zoomed slowly closer to what could clearly be seen as Bakugo and Kirishima, lying in the dirt. The person recording, presumably Mineta, made their way closer and small snippets of what Bakugo was saying could be caught over the chaotic sounds of battle from all around them. His face was flushed, and his eyes had a definitive pink tint to them. Kirishima's flustered stammering could be heard as well as Bakugo's figure dipped down to kiss him again.

Bakugo shifted next to Kirishima, evidently embarrassed from the sexual babbling coming from his laptop. Kirishima tightened his grip on the blonde's hand, but remained focused on the video.

Sorry Bakugo, but I really need to see this.

The camera shifted slightly, and it was easier to see Bakugo grinding his hips down on top of Kirishima, leaving sloppy kisses and bites across his face and neck and groaning out words of pleasure.

Kirishima glanced over at his boyfriend. Bakugo was staring at the wall, splotches of red across his face, neck, and ears. With a puff of breath, Kirishima paused the video, scrolling his mouse down the the comments with one hand, and rubbing small circles on Bakugo's palm with the other.

"So at least we know that whoever posted this video goes to our school."

Bakugo turned to face him at that, nodding silently. Only a student would know their unofficial hero names. Could the person who posted this be in their class? Was it mineta, or some other student he had pissed off? Bakugo had intended to look at the video for clues with Kirishima, but watching it with him had filled him with stupid self consciousness and embarrassment. Seeing himself like this pissed him off, especially when he knew it wasn't just his reputation he was tarnishing, but that of his closest friend and... lover. Bakugo huffed quietly before leaning closer to look at the comments.

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Bakugo's eyes seemed like they were about to pop from his head, and he was gripping Kirishima's hand so tightly that if he hadn't been hardening, he was sure that a couple of his fingers would be broken.

"That... Damn... NERD! I'LL KILL HIM!" Bakugo jolted up, scrambling to run towards the door, but instead getting tangled in their mess of blankets and flopping face first onto the bedroom floor.

Moving swiftly, Kirishima dropped his weight onto his struggling boyfriend. "Nah man, chill out. He was only trying to defend you." Bakugo stopped struggling, but pounded his fist into the carpet a few more times.

"He's just looking down at me." The blonde muttered at last, the energy seemingly zapped from his body. "He's lucky there wasn't a video of him kissing that stupid candy cane."

Kirishima stood up, untangling the blankets from around Bakugo and sitting back down on the bed. "Come on man, Midoria isn't like that."

Bakugo growled, hefting himself off the floor and plopping down next to Kirishima. "If they aren't like that then why haven't any of them talked to us? They're fucking looking down at us... at me."

Kirishima turned to the blonde in shock. Sure, he had expected reactions from the class after the drama had happened, but it seemed as though everyone (aside from their close friends) were pretending as if it had never happened. It wasn't that Kirishima WANTED them to talk about it, but with the way things were going, it felt wrong to just ignore it.

Kirishima scratched at his neck before speaking again. "Well... Maybe they don't want to upset us." Bakugo scoffed, leaning his face into the redhead's shoulder. "I'm sure they're just laughing from behind closed doors." Bakugo's voice was tired, and he stood, fixing their blankets before snuggling back down under them. He looked up expectantly at Kirishima. "I should probably head back to my room. It's getting late."

Bakugo's expression shifted, but then a small smile tugged at his lips. "I thought you wanted to sleep together. Isn't that what you said that night?"

Kirishima, stunned by the smirkish smile he was receiving from the ever grumpy blonde, moved a bit closer. "You mean the night you cooked me dinner?"

"Mhmm" Bakugo murmured sleepily, "So come here already, idiot."

How can I argue with that? Kirishima thought as he slid into the blankets and wrapped his arms around the other boy, who seemed too tired to really care.

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Aizawa was reading a manual in bed while petting his tuxedo cat, Mr Snuggles, when he heard the knock at his door.

It might be one of the kids. He thought to himself as he picked up his cat and set down his book.

"I'm coming." He grumbled, laying his Mr Snuggles down gently and walking towards the door. Popping the door open, he wasn't pleased to see who was behind it and promptly slammed it shut. Or at least it would have shut if Yamada's foot hadn't been in the way.

"Come on Shouta, how many times do I have to apologize?"

Aizawa pressed more firmly on the door, a menacing red glare taking over his features. "Leave, Hizashi."

"But I have a present for you!"

"I don't care." And he didn't. Hizashi had disrespected him in front of his class. If he could, he would expel him from his life.

Meow

Aizawa let up on the door a moment, his head turning back to see his own cat licking it's paws. If not Mr Snuggles... then who?

"SHOUTAAAAA, LET ME SING MY APOLOGY FOR YOUUUUUU, I KNOW I WAS SO CRUUUUUEEELLLL, PLEASE LET-"

Aizawa had slapped a hand over Yamada's mouth, pulling him into the room by his face and nodding apologetically to Cementoss who had been walking by. With the door shut firmly, Aizawa turned at last to see Yamada's face. Hizashi held out a small brown box with a lid. Judging by the holes poked into the lid, Aizawa could already guess what was in it. Forgetting his anger for a moment, he took the box and set it gently on the ground. Mr Snuggles had jumped off the bed to look curiously at it as well.

Aizawa looked up at the loud man standing above him. "For the record, this does not forgive you in any way." Yamada nodded, for once completely silent.

The box's lid was taped down, but Aizawa found it easy to pull off. All at once revealing one of the most beautiful cats he had ever seen. It was a small, grey, striped tabby, with long whiskers and bright green eyes that blinked rapidly as it got used to the rush of light.

Aizawa lifted the cat up gently, stroking it in his lap and watching as Mr Snuggles came to touch noses with it. touching the small pink collar, Aizawa saw the name to be "Princess Loudmouth"

"What a name" he grumbled, letting the beautiful cat jump down and familiarize itself with Mr Snuggles.

"I knew you'd love her." Yamada said at last, rubbing the back of his neck hesitantly as Aizawa moved to sit back down on his bed. "I really wanted to apologize, Shouta. What I did was... UNCOOL."

Aizawa nodded, his attention on the small cat as she explored his room and chased around Mr Snuggles playfully. "Well, I don't want to overstay my welcome." Aizawa watched as Hizashi made his way to the door again, a look of undeniable sadness overtaking his features. He had just reached the doorknob when Aizawa spoke.

"It was personal." His voice was gruff, and a little quiet, but Yamada heard him and turned back to face him. Aizawa continued, "I don't even remember what happened at that restaurant. Touno used his quirk on me without permission and made me into the joke of the night." Yamada took a few steps forward, running his hands over one another thoughtfully.

"I know Shouta. I don't know why I started blurting all that in front of the students... I didn't have my usual filter it seems. I understand that you're upset."

Aizawa straightened, his eyes looking over Yamada for what seemed like the first time that night. "Have you not been sleeping well?"

Yamada nodded, rubbing the back of his neck and blinking at him blearily. "I had some issues with a villain report the night before the training event and ended up staying up all night. I tried sleeping on the bus, but even then it was only about an hour of sleep... And now I can't rest because each time I close my eyes... I see your face. I know what I did was awful, I hurt you Shouta, I-"

Yamada was cut off by the raise of Aizawa's hand. "Just have a seat Hizashi" He grumbled in a tired voice, gesturing to the empty spot next to him on the mattress. The two sat together in silence for a bit, watching the cats run about the room, stopping here and there to bat at the toys laying around the room.

"I want you to tell me what happened."

Yamada looked back at the tired looking man and raised an eyebrow. "When? With us? Or at the restaurant all those years ago?"

"The restaurant."

Yamada took a breath, launching into the story. They had been fresh out of college, vacationing together in a small part of Japan. It was a popular vacation spot for tourists as well as natives and was a generally busy place. Yamada had asked Aizawa to come to the restaurant as a date, as the two had had feelings for one another for years. Finally agreeing, Aizawa had gone with him and they had gotten a seat towards the front of the room. At the table next to them, was a group of french students. They appeared to be about the same age and Yamada had struck up a conversation with them.

"I remember you didn't like me talking to them for some reason." Yamada said, looking at the annoyed expression on his partner's face as he huffed. Yamada nodded, speaking again.

The conversation had moved onto the topic of quirks and heroes, and the two tables realized they were all hero course students. They split ways to eat, but saw each other outside the building again. The majority of the french group had been drinking heavily, St Valentine (Touno) being one of them. The group walked along the beach at an even pace, their drunken courage allowing them to show off their quirks to one another. It was at that point that Touno told the group that he could show the true romantic emotions of anyone he touched.

Yamada paused a moment, his eyes watching those of his closest friend's as he tentatively placed a hand on his knee. When Shouta didn't slap it away, he continued.

It had been at Yamada's joking that Touno reached out to him. Yamada had darted out of reach fast enough, but Shouta had been touched on the shoulder instead. He could recall the way his eye's lit up pink, and he had fawned over him in a way he never had before. The group of frenchmen laughed at this, some making cruel remarks about their sexualities. In the end, Aizawa had stripped from his shirt and pants, babbling romantics about his love for Hizashi. The affair had been funny at the time, but Yamada could see how negatively it impacted him when he heard about it later that night.

Aizawa was silent for a bit, watching Yamada's face before puffing out a long breath of air. "I fear that a similar situation is happening for Bakugo."

Yamada perked up, clearly happy for a change of topics as he rubbed his thumb over Aizawa's knee. "The angry blonde in our class?"

Aizawa nodded, "I didn't want our first years to be paired with Touno, but it happened. There is a video out there of young Bakugo and Kirishima. I fear it will negatively impact their careers, but I'm not sure what to do to help them."

Yamada's eyes were clouded as he thought a moment. "Who made the video? Another Student?"

"I believe so. I can't see another reason for the title of the video to include their unofficial hero names. I'm not sure if you heard, but Bakugo and Kirishima were involved in a fight over this video as well. I'm worried for both their safety and success."

Yamada was always interested in gossip, especially from the mouth of his favorite person. The two eventually made their way under the covers, Aizawa recounting the events of the past couple of weeks to Hizashi. When he was finished, he felt a bit more relaxed and he waited for Yamada's eager response.

"I think I have a plan."

Aizawa nodded, yawning and looking at the clock. "Let's try and get some sleep this time, Ashi." He murmered, slinging an arm over the other man's side and clicking off the bedside lamp. Hizashi could only grin and close his eyes.

Update timeeee!! Hope you all liked this chapter, it's quite a bit longer than some of my other chapters. I'm going to sleep now, but let me know what you think in the comments. :) ~TAK