(Kirishima's POV)

  Kirishima quickly ran into the recording studio, he was out of breath once he made it to where his friends were standing. "Hey guys, what's going on?" Mina turned around smiling brightly. "We got invited to perform at a really cool firework show! It's a charity event for a children's hospital! We gotta do it!"

  Kirishima was really surprised, well not all of their songs were really hardcore with curse words in it but some of them were. But there was something he was worried about, the vibe didn't feel right.

"What's the catch?"

Mina sighed keeping her smile bright, "Stone Heart will also be performing there. I know you said you were over Tetsu, but we just wanna make sure you'd be comfortable." Kirishima nodded and gave his friends a reassuring smile. "I'll be fine, let's do it! It'll be hella fun!"

Denki chuckled. "Yeah maybe you can invite your new boyfriend." Hanta lightly punched Denki's shoulder, Kirishima rolled his eyes and laughed softly.

"Speaking of which I heard you went to his apartment, how'd it go?"

Kirishima couldn't remember telling anyone that he went over to Bakugou's place. "How'd you know I went-" Sero interrupted. "Seriously dude? You know how paparazzi is." He handed Kirishima his phone, the redhead looked down at the phone and began to read.

'EIJIROU KIRISHIMA WAS SEEN ENTERING BAKUGOU KATSUKI'S APARTMENT! WHAT ARE THEY DOING BEHIND THE CURTAINS?!'

Underneath the caption there was a photo of him going into Bakugou's apartment. Kirishima blushed brightly and gave Hanta his phone back. "I-It's not.. We w-weren't.." The redhead was lost for words.

Denki laughed loudly interrupting his thoughts. "Ei's getting laid!"

Kirishima only blushed even more as Hanta punched Denki's shoulder harder than before.

"Denki!" Both Mina and Hanta said in unison.

"Ow! I'm just joking! Man that hurt!" Denki whined as he rubbed his hurt shoulder.

"We know there's nothing going on between you two, but you do seem like you have a pretty strong interest in him!" Mina looked at him like she could read his mind, Kirishima shook his head. "I don't-"

Sero spoke. "Let's not argue about Eijirou's new wet fantasy."

Kirishima was basically was a walking tomato as everyone laughed at him. "Guys! It's not like that!"

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(Bakugou's POV)

  As night time rolled around Bakugou was cleaning up his apartment, since messes pissed him off and made feel dirty.

  He was cleaning up the coffee table when he remembered that shitty hair left his notebook.

He glanced at it for a moment.

It'd be a bad thing if he went through it right? What if he had some private shit in there? But he did leave it so if it was important he would've taken it right?

"Ugh fuck it." Bakugou mumbled to himself as he picked up the notebook and sat down on the couch.

He began flipping through pages until one in particular caught his eye. It was a page full of lyrics, back and front. The top read 'Hologram' and around it were multiple different words.

'Lost' 'Broken' 'Worthless' 'Mistake' 'Coward' 'Unfixable' 'Replaceable' 'Alone' 'Failure' 'Pathetic' 'Stupid'

Bakugou felt a shrivel crawl up his spine as he gulped. He felt as if he should stop reading, but he couldn't.

'When the walls begin to shake, in the home you thought you knew. Will you run?'

'Do you know who I am? I'm so afraid you'll never understand.'

'There's a part of me so lost out there and i just wanna know.'

'Am I becoming a Hologram?'

'Shadowed in time, another road redefined.'

Smack!

"Ow! What the fuck?!" Bakugou whipped his head around only to see Jirou peeking over his shoulder.

"Jeez did you not hear me? What are you so sucked into?" Jirou reached over to grab the notebook but Bakugou quickly moved it out of her reach. "None of your damn business!"

Jirou rolled her eyes. "Jeez fine, Mr. Mood swings."

Bakugou scoffed at her and quickly closed the notebook. "Just tell me why the hell you're here."

Jirou nodded and set a small bag on the coffee table, "Me and Aizawa decided to get you some crepes as a congrats for almost finishing your movie, also while i'm here don't forget you have to do a bit more filming tomorrow afternoon, as well as see how the editors are doing with the footage they already have."

Bakugou rolled his eyes. "Sure, whatever, thanks, now get the hell out of my apartment."

Jirou turned on her heels. "Yeah and learn how to lock your damn door." She walked out and closed it, leaving Bakugou in the silence of his apartment.

He could barely even imagine someone so bright and happy being so depressed and insecure.

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(Kirishima's POV)

The next day Kirishima and the rest of the band were at the recording studio working on some other songs, it was only then while he looked inside of his bag that he realized he didn't have his notebook. He leaned his head back and groaned, "Damn.." He mumbled to himself.

"Oi!" He quickly turned around as he saw something fly towards him, he reacted quickly and caught the object.

'Thank God for quick reflexes.'

He looked down at what he caught, only to see his notebook. He looked back up and saw Bakugou standing in the doorway.

"Ah hey Bakubro!" Sero said happily, sitting with the others behind of Kirishima.

"The fuck? Don't call me that." Bakugou growled only getting soft laughs from the others. He spoke again. "You left your shitty notebook at my apartment, do you ever pay any damn attention?" Bakugou had his hands stuffed in his pockets as he glared at Kirishima. "Sorry, I was just rushing and totally blanked when i left. But thanks man, I really appreciate it!"

"Tch, whatever, See ya losers." Bakugou turned around and began walking. "Hey wait! I'll walk with you!"

  Bakugou stopped and Kirishima set his notebook down and quickly headed out the door.

"Ha? Why?" Bakugou kept his basic angry mood pasted on his face and voice.

Kirishima shrugged "It's just a nice thing to do."

Bakugou looked away. "You're fucking weird."

Mina giggled, "Don't get caught making out you two! There's already enough articles out there about the both of you!"

Kirishima could feel his face heat up, as the other band members laughed. "Guys, seriously?"

Bakugou only continued walking, his hands shoved deeper into his pockets. Kirishima had to slightly jog to reach up to him, he glanced over at the blonde only to see the tip of his ears dusted with a bright shade of red. He was looking the other way so Kirishima couldn't see his face.

"Your friends are assholes." Bakugou muttered out, and Kirishima chuckled. "Guess you fit in perfectly with them." Bakugou glared at him and Kirishima could finally see a soft blush over his cheeks.

"Fuck you."

Kirishima laughed harder as they made it out into the parking lot. "Well based on the articles, you already are." Seeing Bakugou's face turn red was amusing, he took one of his hands out of his pockets and pushed Kirishima away.

"I'll fucking kill you!" He only laughed harder as Bakugou threw his leg over over a motorcycle.

Kirishima calmed himself from laughter only to be taken over by really gay thoughts. "You own a motorbike?" Bakugou looked up at him. "You don't?"

That's badass.

He's hot.

And hot dude on a badass motorcycle?

Now that's just a crime.

"The hell are you looking at?" Kirishima found himself gazing at Bakugou's body, he gulped and tried ignoring his thoughts.

"Uh, nothing?" Bakugou clicked his tongue and reached his hand out, "Give me your phone."

Kirishima looked at him confused, but handed him his phone anyways. Bakugou grabbed it and began tapping his fingers on the screen, typing something. "What are you doing?" Bakugou finished and shoved Kirishima's phone back into his hands. "You didn't have my number." Kirishima blinked before smiling brightly, "Oh, thanks!"

Bakugou put a helmet over his head and started up his motorcycle. "See ya, Shitty hair."

Kirishima waved and continued to smile as Bakugou drove away.

Kirishima was so into him, and there was no hiding it.