As they walked back to their dorms, a bright noon sky overhead, Kirishima linked arms with Bakugou's.

"So, do you think we could do some extra revision tonight?" He questioned

Bakugou nodded, still quiet flustered.

He'd never imagined himself at the dominated end of a relationship, especially with some kiss ass moron.
But...it would be shameful to say he hadn't enjoyed it.

They were the first to arrive from what they could tell, grabbing a set of snacks before rushing upstairs.

"So, you was saying extra revision? What do you need help with this time?" Bakugou groaned

"Well" Kirishima started "I was thinking I could help you"

He glanced towards Kirishima with confusion.

"Fuck off, I already know everything there is to know about this shit!" He snapped

"You don't know how to kiss" Kirishima giggled

"I know! Okay! Stop rubbing it in!" He snapped "ain't my fault I've never met someone like you"

"Someone like me?" Kirishima questioned

"Hmph...yeah" Bakugou replied once arriving at Kirishima's room, swinging the door open and treading in.
Kirishima followed.

"What do you mean by that?" He chuckled.

"The fuck do you think?! You're strong and...I don't know, like I said earlier you're one of the only damn retards in this place that I actually give a damn about"

"Awwwww~" Kirishima smirked

"Shut it!" Bakugou barked, taking off his blazer and setting it on the back of Kirishima's chair before seating at the computer.

As he began typing Kirishima began getting unchanged into his chosen clothing, that being skinny jeans, a t-shirt and some crocks.

"What are you doing?" He then questioned

"Finding you some work based material" Bakugou stated boldly, narrowing his eyes at the screen as Kirishima knelt against the back of the chair.

"But whyyyyyyy?" He groaned before mumbling "I wanna cuddle you"

"Do you remember summer camp? And how they made you do extra classes?" Kirishima nodded quietly "do you want that to happen again?!"

"Hm...no" he replied

"So get learning!"

Kirishima sighed before sitting at the bed, pulling the small coffee table close to him and recovering some stationary.
The basic pen and pencil, ruler perhaps.
Either way he was sat their for about 5 Minutes in pure silence while Bakugou was printing of the papers, reliving the events that occurred not too long ago.

Midoriya's body was shattered, broken, half alive by the time ambulance members arrived...it was a surprise he hadn't died.
Let's say he had his fair share of fighting for the day, dipping in and out of consciousness, crying for his false failure.
Uraraka tried reasoning with him but was barely being heard, him denying the words spoken to him either willingly or unwillingly.

"B-Bakugou..." Was his last words before he fell limp, breathing out through his nose from shock and exhaustion.

That very day each and every member of class 1-A realized just how dangerous being a hero was, the pain of not being able to save someone and the daunting horror of what such Villains would be doing with their friend.
To this day they don't know...well, one of them certainly does.

His eyes narrowed before glancing to Bakugou who came over with a series of sheets, dropping them down in front of him.
It startled Kirishima from his thoughts and into glancing up to his friend.

"Focus" was all Bakugou stated.

The boy sighed again before beginning, already (obviously) struggling with the first question.
Growling Bakugou sat in-between his legs, making him initially smaller that Kirishima as to let him see the paper over his blonde spicked up hair.
Kirishima smiled and graciously wrapped his arms beneath his armpits, hugging harmlessly as he watched.
Irritating, annoying, tolerable, Bakugou continued teaching.

Half of what he was saying wasn't exactly being processed by Kirishima due to the apparent fact of being completely frozen at the close contact.
Each time Bakugou would shuffle, bounce ever so slightly on the mattress or even look back at him his belt strap and Jean would unintentionally rub against the man's crotch.
And he was getting more and more flustered by the second.

"Do you understand this?" Bakugou questioned

"H-Hm?...hn~ I don't know uhm...W-What are we looking at?~" he panted, trying to remain composed as to not infuriated the hotheaded teen.

Didn't work.

"Was you even listening to me?!" He snapped

"O-Of course I was " Kirishima replied.

Bakugou only rolled his eyes and began standing "urgh, whatever, if you don't wanna learn that fine by me-" he jolted before being forced back down, the grip too firm it was a struggle to first recognise the bulging presence behind him.

"A-A, Kirishima?" He questioned

"Don't go" Kirishima mumbled, Hugging tightly and muffling into Bakugou's shoulder sweetly.

As he snuggled to Bakugou he glanced to his neck and bit at his lip eagerly.

"Just one bite" he thought, making a move and pressing his lips there.

"H-Hey! Hey! The fuck do you think you're doing?" Bakugou responded, pulling away and watching.

As he observed the flustered expression he lifted a brow.

"...did...did I turn you on?" He questioned

Kirishima shamefully nodded, too hesitant to speak as he was fearful of releasing a somewhat moan.

Bakugou laughed aloud, wheezing almost.

"Ha! I can't kiss but you certainly can't keep your dick to yourself!"

"You was the one rubbing against it!" Kirishima stated

"I did no such thing" Bakugou replied, crossing his arms with a smirk. "Now get on with your work"

At the demands spoken Kirishima groane and shuffled to lead over, writing, while peeking from Bakugou's should.
The constant shuffling to get into a more comfortable position soon steadied and he finally (after several hours) finished the papers.

"Well done my little turn on" Bakugou grinned

Kirishima chuckled to himself before standing.

"Har har, very funny-WAIT IT'S NIGHT?!" he yelled

"Yes? Specifically 11:45" Bakugou replied, taking his Blazer from the chair. "About time I leave really"

Mostly in shock Kirishima only realised Bakugou leaving as he got to the door, running over quickly and opening the door for him politely.

"Thank you by the way, for this" Kirishima smiled

"Yeah yeah...I suppose next time we could do some 'extra, extra' revision" he smirked, emphasis on the 'extra' as he gripped Kirishima's chin and placed a light kiss on his lips. "Lover boy"

He took his leave to his room while Kirishima watched from the door, regardless of it being only next door.

They exchanged glances before pulling away into their rooms, both hearts racing in sync.
Bakugou undressed and snuggles within his bed sheets, Hugging to himself warmly with illuminated eyes staring lustfully.

"...damn moron" he mumbled, blushing.

Kirishima smiled to himself, walking to the bed and letting himself collapse on the sheets, face up to the ceiling.
His hair swirled and strick out awkwardly.
Flexing his hands up to grip the pillow he cradled his legs up into his stomach, alas hugging the white plump glory.
The silence was comforting, the sweet scent of Bakugou's Colone still lingering within the lonesome air.

His eyes drifted shut for merely a second.
The the phone vibrated on the desk...and he knew who it was at the other end of the line.