Kirishima yawns, and closes his dorm door. He walks down the hall, nibbling on a waffle. Stepping out into the sun, he closes his eyes and grins. Today was going to be a good day.
Sakura trees sway, pink petals floating through the air. Kirishima picks up a petal and places it gently into his notebook, along with the other ones collecting in it.

Kirishima POV
I walk into class and put my things in my chair.
"Kiri!!" Someone yells. I turn and smile as Mina, my best friend, hugs me.
"You're happy today," I say. She rolls her eyes and lets go of me. Two boys, Denki and Sero, poke her.
"Hey!!" Mina laughs. They stop and smile at her.
"Hi guys," I greet. We chatter for a few minutes until Mr. Aizawa tells us to sit.
Sitting, I look at the ash-blonde boy next to me and beam.
"Good morning, Bakugo!" I whisper. He glares at me, and I scratch the back of my neck.

Timeskip brought to you by author-chan's lazy ass.

Kirishima POV
Class ends, and I pack up. Bakugo stomps out of the classroom, and I hurry to catch up.
"We're still on for studying, right?" I ask, slinging my arm around his shoulders.
"Yeah, Shitty Hair," he growls.
Katsuki Bakugo. He's very unapproachable, yet I still find myself spellbound by him. For some reason, time and time again, I constantly think about him. I love his explosive personality, his bloodred eyes that make me want to tell him everything, the way he-
Damnit.
To put it simply, I'm in love with him.

We arrive at the dorms, and part ways.
In my room, I make sure nothing's in sight or can be quickly located. Nobody can see them.
I hate not telling my friends about it, but what if they're disgusted by it? I don't want them to think bad about me.
Putting my red and white pacifier on the top shelf of my bathroom closet, I sigh.
If they found out I'm a Little, my friendship with them could be ruined.
I've hoped that maybe once I get a boyfriend, he would accept it, and I'd finally have a Daddy.

Bakugo POV
I carried my books down to Kirishima's dorm, ready for our study session. I knocked, and waited for a minute. I knocked again, harder, but there was no answer. I rolled my eyes and tried the handle. The door opened, and I berated Kirishima in my mind for leaving it unlocked. Closing the door, I look at the sleeping boy on his bed. The orange light of sunset shines onto his face in lines from the blinds. His red hair is out of it's usual spikes, and curtains his soft face. No. No. He's my best friend. Why am I noticing these things? Oh yeah. My stupid crush.
I set the books down on the floor, and create a loud pop from my hand. Kirishima slowly opens his eyes, and looks at me sleepily.
"Hewwo..." he softly says, a strange lisp in his voice.
"Get up, Shitty Hair," I growl. The redhead sits up and lazily smiles.
"I wanna eat somefin," he mutters.
"What the hell is with your voice?" I ask. He childishly giggles.
"Nuttins wrong wif my voice," he sticks his tongue out at me. I shake my head and go into the bathroom. I open the closet and scour for some sort of medicine. Maybe he has a cold.

Kirishima POV
Shit. As Bakugo enters the bathroom, I suddenly realize: I slipped. I run into the hall and take a deep breath. I slowly re-enter my room, unable to leave my Littlespace. Bakugo is sitting on my bed, his arms crossed.
"Of all people, I never would have thought you're into this stuff," he says, holding my red and white pacifier. I grab it from his hands and put it in my mouth. He smirks.
"You look pretty damn cute," he tells me. I blush and plop on the floor, sucking my paci.
"Tank you..." I murmur.
"Need anything else?" I nod.
"Can I pwease has my Waichu?" I ask, looking at my Raichu plush. Bakugo tosses it to me. "Tanks!" I hug it close to me and beam. He sits next on the floor across from me.
I make grabby hands, and he tilts his head. Scooting forward, I hug him. I feel him gently pat my head.

Bakugo POV
WHY IS HE SO CUTE?! Secretly, I've always wondered how the DDLB stuff works, and I guess this is it. A thought pops into my head, and I try to dismiss it. I couldn't possibly propose the idea of...no. Wouldn't that mean we're dating? As much as I want that, I doubt he could ever love someone like me.
Gently, I lift up Kirishima's face to mine. He looks at me curiously, and I softly kiss him. I blush and stop.
"I wuv you!" he giggles. I flick his forehead. "Katsuwi!" He beams. I correct him.
"No, no, I'm your Daddy," I say. His eyes light up.
"I has Daddy! Yay!" he hugs me.
I could get used to this.

Yo fam, wassup. Author-chan here. I tried with this, but I wrote this at three in the morning, so it's probably bullshit. If you have any ideas, just comment them.
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