(Bakugou's POV)

Bakugou was tired.

The concert and the meeting last night took every bit of energy he had.

He woke up late that morning and Jirou ended up coming over just cause she had nothing better to do than annoy Bakugou as he tried to relax.

After a few hours, Jirou finally left his home. He was now going through some emails as he heard a soft knock on the door. Even though the knock was gentle it pissed the blonde off.

He stood up and stomped to the front door, swinging it open. "What?" He asked sternly. He didn't know who it was until a pair of red eyes met his own. Shit. "O-oh! Hey man! I was just coming to ask for a bit of help with writing the lyrics to the songs! If you're busy i can just-"

"How'd you even get my damn address?"

"Aizawa gave it to me, I didn't have your number so I just contacted him." Bakugou grunted in response walking back into his living room leaving the door open for Kirishima to come in. It took him a second to realize, but soon the redhead stepped in closing the door behind him.

Bakugou flopped onto his couch leaving room for Kirishima to join him, he glanced up at the red head who was gazing all around the room.

"You gonna sit or what?" Bakugou grumbled out. "Right, sorry!" The redhead had been smiling ever since Bakugou opened the door, why the hell was he always so happy?

"Um..So I was wondering, for the songs.." He reached in a small backpack and pulled out a notebook with a pencil. "I was wondering if you could give me a few ideas, or some keywords. That way i have something to go off of." Bakugou nodded. "Seems reasonable, I guess." Kirishima grinned happily. "Okay let's start then!"

Bakugou sighed and thought of the plot deeply, "Youth?" Kirishima nodded and wrote it down. "Confidence." Bakugou scowled at the ceiling why is this so hard?

"Uh if i remember the plot correctly its about teenager's kind of exploring the world, right? So how does 'permanent vacation' sound?" Kirishima was tapping the pencil against the side of his lips. Bakugou wondered if they were as soft as they looked. He quickly drowned the thought away. "Yeah that's fine." He looked back at the ceiling as Kirishima scribbled onto his piece of paper. "How about dumb?" Bakugou lightly chuckled. "That's pretty good!" Bakugou looked at the redhead confused as he continued writing. "The hell are you talking about?" Kirishima responded quickly. "What? Do you not like it? I thought your idea was pretty good!" Bakugou just grunted "Whatever."

Time passed pretty quickly and after Bakugou basically exploded his brain Kirishima began to work on putting all the keywords and lyric ideas together. Bakugou decided to order some takeout, he didn't bother asking Kirishima what he wanted because he had a feeling he'd offer to pay and he'd argue with him for the rest of the day, which Bakugou was not in the mood for.

After a while the takeout had arrived and Bakugou opened the door, paid for it, and placed the food on the coffee table in front of Kirishima. "Hey, i got some food." The redhead didn't answer, his brows were furrowed and he had a slight pout as he stared hard at his notebook. "Oi! Dumbass!" Still no reaction. Bakugou scowled and grabbed the notebook out of Kirishima's hand and smacked him on the side of the head with it it. "Shitty hair!" Kirishima flinched and put his hand on the area of where the blonde hit him. "Ow! What?" Kirishima looked at Bakugou with the pout still on his face. "I called you two fucking times, did you enter a damn coma or something?" Bakugou rolled his eyes and threw the notebook back onto the redhead's lap, he then turned around and took the food out of the bag and handed Kirishima his food.

"Did you pay for this?" The singer asked as he took the food.

"No I just randomly stole it from someone." Bakugou scoffed only receiving a small chuckle from the pretty fucker.

"Thanks, you didn't have to get me anything though!" Kirishima spoke happily as Bakugou grabbed his own food and sat on the couch.

They sat in comfortable silence for a moment until Kirishima decided to speak, "What made you wanna make the movie?" Bakugou looked over at the boy as he asked his question, he thought for a moment before answering. "I've never really been afraid to do what I wanted, normally i'd get yelled at and called an idiot when I tried doing something insanely stupid. But even if I got hurt or whatever is was fucking fun."

Kirishima smiled brightly at Bakugou. "Man that's so cool! Like living life to the fullest right? That's hella manly!" He had an excited tone to his voice and Bakugou started to think. How the hell has Bakugou not started hating him yet? He's barely even known this guy and he already felt comfortable around him, too comfortable.

"Dude you alright?" Bakugou shook himself out of his thoughts "Yeah, I'm fine."

Kirishima shot him a quick smile as he stuffed more food into his mouth.

Ring!

Ring!

Ring!

Kirishima reached in his pocket and pulled out his phone answering the call.

"Hello?..Mina? What's-"

He was interrupted by the other voice on the phone.

"Uh yeah! I'll be there in a sec!"

Kirishima got up quickly and set the leftovers of his food on the table and grabbed his backpack. "Sorry man, something came up so i gotta go! I'll talk to you later!" He flashed a smile and ran towards the door, Bakugou rolled his eyes and looked down at the couch. "Oi! Shithead you forgot your-!"

The door closed.

"..Notebook.." Bakugou sighed and continued eating his food.

Kirishima is such a dumbass.