#KirishimaxBakugo

[archivebeaniie]

“Time falls away, but these small hours still remain.”  -  Little Wonders, Rob Thomas

Despite not being caught up to MHA in a hot minute, sometimes KRBK will come into my head and greet me. I miss drawing these two dorks. 

[honeybunchesofangst]

KiriBaku Fic Rec List #2

(Distance Makes the Heart Grow Fonder) FALSE Rated: Teen & Up 

-When Bakugo and Kirishima get hit by a quirk that forces them to literally stick together or face the less then desirable consequences, how the fuck is Bakugo supposed to keep his crush hidden?!

Well, turns out he never needed to.--

“Well, this fucking sucks, how are we supposed to train?!”

"Really closely?"

ChitChat and Pencil Pushers Rated: Explicit

-Kirishima did not believe in love at first sight.

Absolutely not. It was a ridiculous notion.

He did, however, believe in holy shit, he’s hot at first sight.-Kirishima starts a new office job and unfortunately discovers that he may just have a big crush on the worst person possible

Gym Rats Rated: Explicit

-Bakugou's bad attitude tends to scare away unwanted attention.Kirishima seems to be the exception.Kirishima is bright, peppy, and borderline annoying; at least, until Bakugou sees him bench press twice his body weight without breaking a sweat.Bakugou is suddenly more interested than annoyed, and when Kirishima extends an invitation to his apartment, it's an offer Bakugou can't refuse.

Tonight We’re The Sea Rated: Mature (Cursing thank u Bakugo)

- Kirishima goes to a quiet seaside town to take care of his grandmother after she has a bad fall. There he meets Bakugou Katsuki and falls in love.

Engraved in your Mind Rated: Teen & Up ONGOING by @albino-pony

-Kacchan is still a stubborn prick while suffering from face blindness. Also, quirk discrimination is a thing.

(this one is like rewritten canon to explain why bakugo doesn't recognize his classmates very well, but it diverges away from canon later)

5 + 1 Rated: Explicit

- The five times Kirishima made the first move + the one time Bakugou blew his mind.

Pass it On Rated: Explicit

-RED ALERT: Bakugou can't jerk off because he'll explode his own dick off. Pass it on.Mina spreads a rumor around Class 1A about a certain Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima is tasked with taking his own life and dignity in his hands and finding out of it's true. Party hijinks ensue.(Spoiler alert: dignity and his life aren't the only things Kirishima takes in his hands)

Not Spring, Love, or Cherry Blossoms Rated: Teen & Up

-In order to avoid a Quirk Marriage, Bakugou goes to Kirishima for help. 

(a fake dating fic)

come home to me Rated: Teen & Up

-“I shouldn’t have moved out of the way,” Katsuki sighs. “I should have let that fucking asshole hit us, honestly, a broken back would be better than this.”

Masochist, Eijirou thinks and, in the second right before Katsuki chokes and focuses intensely on salvaging what's left of their midnight haul, he realizes that this might be a problem.Bakugou and Kirishima get hit by a quirk that lets them hear each others' thoughts. It goes much better (and much worse) than either of them expect. 

(help these poor sappy teens)

Pickup Lines an Valentines Rated: Teen & Up

-“Hey, isn’t that Kirishima’s hoodie?”

“Yes.”

“Why are you wearing Kirishima’s hoodie?”

“He’s my boyfriend.”

Ochako grins, ruffling his hair. “You’re so cute, Katsuki, honestly. Like, you’re the only person who thinks that pretending to date Kirishima is somehow less embarrassing than just admitting you’re cold.”Bakugou and Kirishima find out that they're soulmates after two years of dating. Their friends are more than a little out of the loop.

Punk’s Not Dead Rated: Teen & Up

-“So you want to use me to piss off your mom?” Kirishima summarized, raising one pierced eyebrow at Katsuki.“Look, if you want to be all fucking judgy about it, I take cash,” Katsuki said, dropping his hand palm up on the table.“Hey now,” Kirishima said, raising his hands in surrender, “I didn’t say I wasn’t doing it. I’m always down for a little chaos.” He flashed a grin, showing off his ridiculous shark teeth.“Good,” Katsuki said. “We start tomorrow."

ghosts beneath ink wash stars Rated: Teen & Up

- Eijirou's evolution from Bakugou's delivery boy to kind of, possibly, someone to come home to.

(Bakugo is an ink wash artist)

sugar cookies Rated: Teen & Up

- Bakugou and Kirishima accidentally get married in Vegas. They don't annul it.

[artilleon]

Merry Christmas @pointy-hat-witch ! I was your secret santa for @fyeahbnha gift exchange this year! I couldn’t help but draw some cute coffee shop au kiribaku for your gift

Some headcannons I thought of while drawing it was

- Bakugo only goes to the coffee shop kirishima works at because obviously it’s kirishima,  - Kirishima gave bakugo his number the first time bakugo came to the shop but bakugo threw it out because he doesn’t need it he will just go there everyday - Bakugo eventually either gets kiri’s number or shoves his number into kirishima’s hands after kirishima was not at the coffee shop for a few days 

[magic-ari]

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Sleeping on Emotions - Part 6

A/N: I forgot to post again. Cuz I've had a lot going on and I'm dumb.

Soooooo, yeah, here's part 6 and part 7 will be around shortly as long as I don't forget. ^^;

As always, you can catch the latest updates on my Twitter, @Nightfall_Revel, or on my Ao3, here.

In case you missed them, here are the previous chapters:

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Warnings: the usual swearing, sleep humping

Bakugo x Kirishima

Words: 1,731

Over the next several days, he refused to think about Kirishima and focused instead on being a hero and doing what it took to become number one. That had always been the plan, with or without Kirishima as a part of the equation. He made sure to eat, although he never felt hungry anymore, and continued to work out regularly. More often than not, he would work overtime and come home late most evenings.

Bakugo wasn’t sure how much time had passed when he came home one night to the sound of laughter in the living room. Two voices, one familiar that warmed him from the inside while the other was only vaguely familiar but left him cold again. Rounding the corner, he came upon Kirishima and the extra girl who’d announced they were dating sitting on their couch. Kirishima lit up at the sight of him, though there were definite notes of nervousness to his movements.

“Hey, man! Welcome home!” Sharp teeth appeared in a wide grin as Kirishima stood up and pulled Bakugo into a reluctant bear hug; reluctant on Bakugo’s end, anyway.

“That’s my line, asshole.” Bakugo growled. “What the fuck have you been doing all this time?”

Kirishima pulled away with a nervous laugh, rubbing the back of his head. “I told you in that letter, didn’t I? I needed to figure some things out. Anyway… I did! No more sleepwalking!” He looked so proud of himself that Bakugo couldn’t help but soften a bit.

“Fucking good. Who’s this extra?” He gestured at the chick on the couch, despite already knowing exactly who she was. Sorta. What was her hero name, again? Whatever. Wasn’t worth his time remembering her by name, either.

“Bakugo, I thought you were done calling people that.” Kirishima let out a heavy sigh, “Anyway, this is Mizuki! She’s, uh, well…” The nervous movements returned as Kirishima blushed. The woman quickly stood and moved forward, stretching out her hand.

“Nice to finally meet you, Bakugo. Eiji talks about you a lot. I’m his girlfriend.” She smiled warmly as she waited for Bakugo to shake her hand. He didn’t.

“Yeah, whatever. Don’t let me catch you guys sucking face or some shit. I don’t need to bleach my eyes out.” Bakugo walked past them, ignoring Kirishima’s frown of disapproval, and entered the kitchen. He was honestly surprised that he wasn’t being lectured for not being nicer. While he banged around pots and pans, getting ready to make dinner, he overheard a soft voice from the living room.

“Are you sure this was a good idea?” Kirishima.

“Just give him some time. I’m sure everything will work out.” What’s-her-face the extra who had made the move on his best friend before he even had the chance--

Bakugo halted that train of thought. No, he’d fucked things up on his own. Besides, if Kirishima was dating a woman, maybe he wasn’t gay and Bakugo never stood a chance, anyway. Either way, he needed to fucking let it go.

Didn’t make it any easier to look at or be around, though. He shook his head clear and focused on cooking, doing his best not to let his mind wander to who was currently sitting in their living room. It had gone quiet with random bouts of soft laughter and it was really starting to grate on his nerves. Pinching his eyes shut for a moment, he took a deep breath and opened them again to look at what he’d cooked.

Immediately, he wished he could off himself as he nearly groaned in embarrassment. He’d actually fucking made goddamn rice omelets. What was he? An actual lovesick fool? What was he hoping to accomplish? He cursed loudly, banging his utensils on the counter and flipped off the heat.

“Bakugo?” Kirishima called out, his voice getting closer as he’d no doubt gotten up to check on him, “Are you okay? Did you burn yourself?”

Bakugo whipped around to face Kirishima as he entered the kitchen, his face flaming as he grit his teeth angrily. “No, I didn’t fucking burn myself. Eat your goddamn dinner before it gets cold.” He stormed from the kitchen, brushing past Kirishima in his haste.

“Aren’t you gonna eat, though?”

“I’m not fucking hungry!” Bakugo yelled back before slamming his door shut behind him and dove into his bed to scream angrily into his pillow. Hopefully, they couldn’t hear him from the kitchen and he didn’t embarrass himself any more than he already had.

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This was fine. Everything was fucking fine.

Like fucking hell it was fine. Bakugo gripped the knob on the front door so tightly he was surprised that it hadn’t popped off yet. He growled, feeling his quirk try to activate as his fury rose to new heights as he witnessed the scene before him.

“Didn’t I tell you assholes that I didn’t want to walk in on this bullshit?!” He yelled as Kirishima and that woman tore away from their makeout session. They at least had the decency to look ashamed about it, although she let out an unapologetic giggle.

“Oops. Guess we lost track of what time it was.” She straightened out her clothes as she climbed off of Kirishima’s lap, and tucked her hair behind her ear. Kirishima, however, didn’t adjust anything and kept his eyes glued to the floor.

“That’s fucking it? You got nothing to say to me, Kirishima? Not even an apology?” Bakugo scoffed, slamming their front door shut. Kirishima finally looked up and opened his mouth, but Bakugo spoke again before he could say anything. “Fucking save it. I’m done. It’s been a goddamn month and I can’t ever seem to get some fucking peace. I’m moving out by the end of next week.”

Kirishima’s eyes widened in shock before he quickly scrambled off the couch. “What?! Why? Bakugo, come on. Please don’t be like that. I promise we won’t make out on the couch, anymore! We’ll be more discreet!” It was almost endearing the way Kirishima was practically begging him not to leave, but Bakugo couldn’t take it anymore.

Seeing them together never failed to drive a stake through his heart, no matter how much he tried to ignore his own feelings. That was the worst part. Now that he was aware of how much he’d fucked up, he couldn’t forget it. Hyper aware of exactly where he stood with his best friend. Forever the asshole.

At least if he didn’t have to look Kirishima in the face everyday, he wouldn’t have to feel so guilty all the goddamn time. And he wouldn’t have to feel the ache in his chest. He’d begun to have new nightmares lately, and he would really love it if those would fuck off, too. He doubted it, though.

Without looking at his best friend, Bakugo scowled and headed down the hall. “It’s too fucking late for that.” He slammed the door to the bathroom and angrily stripped down to take a shower. He took his time, not caring if he used up all the hot water, before emerging and making his way to his bedroom.

It was quiet. It was really fucking quiet and he wondered if the two of them had left. Not that it mattered anyway. Turning on his computer, he opened up his emails from the agency and looked over some of his unfinished paperwork and used it as a distraction. He wasn’t sure how long it had been before a soft knock sounded on his door and Kirishima’s low voice called out his name.

“Fuck off.” Bakugo grumbled before hearing a defeated sigh and shuffling footsteps heading back down the hall. He turned off his computer, plunging his room into darkness, and let out a heavy sigh. It wasn’t fair of him to be such an asshole towards Kirishima. Kirishima had done nothing wrong, yet Bakugo was still punishing him for it. More guilt settled in his gut and he resolved himself to apologize to his best friend.

In the morning, though. He was too exhausted to try anything too emotionally draining. Getting up from his desk, he plopped onto his bed and closed his eyes. Yeah. He’d apologize in the morning, for sure.

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Bakugo startled awake, his eyes flying open to his dark room as arms wrapped around his middle. He sucked in a sharp breath as his body warmed instantly in response to his best friend’s embrace. How long had it been since they’d even touched casually? When he thought about it, it was when Kirishima had first come back and hugged him.

This didn’t feel right, though. It had only felt slightly off before, but now that Kirishima was dating someone, it felt completely wrong. Especially with there being no chance that Bakugo’s feelings were returned.

“Oi. Rockhead.” Bakugo called out, but Kirishima didn’t stir. What happened to no more sleepwalking? He let out a sigh and tried to pry himself out of his best friend’s hold, but Kirishima’s hands only tightened over his chest and pulled him closer. Bakugo nearly whimpered as his ass came flush with Kirishima’s groin and more than obvious erection. “Fuck you. This isn’t fair, what the hell.” He groaned, trying not to grind back against him.

Kirishima let out a sigh in his sleep, his nose pressing against the curve of Bakugo’s neck before letting out a soft moan. Bakugo felt electricity through his veins, punching him directly in the dick. “Fuck.” He groaned in response, shifting his legs around to try and get some friction, but to no avail. No way was he touching himself, either. The last thing he needed was for Kirishima to wake up to that. How would he even explain himself?

“Bakugo…” Kirishima’s voice puffed air against his ear as he ground his hips forward against Bakugo’s ass. Bakugo gasped, then quickly bit down on a moan. This needed to stop. It was wrong on so many levels, even if Kirishima was sleepwalking and saying his name while having an erection. What the hell was he even dreaming about? Whatever. Bakugo needed to wake him up.

“Kirishima… KIRISHIMA EIJIROU!” Bakugo yelled and the body behind him stirred, then became perfectly still.

“W-What…? Oh- Oh, no. Bakugo, I’m so sorry. I thought… I wasn’t supposed to-” Kirishima sounded like he was about to cry and Bakugo found himself at a loss.

[hozukisuigetsu]

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Bakugo wants to go camping with Kirishima - Animatic, by me

https://youtu.be/R-BMTD7SI6U 

[dragonslayer32]

Together Forever...Right? (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/266692479-together-forever-right?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=DragonFlareLight&wp_originator=AW%2BEqUtqPDWTc9Fx%2FFShPomEGKAHC66Ib1ae655WHKkhDGCpmTTnlmhgNsBu6SUCctCRdVvlT%2FAKq4eUYQZuoqdVU%2F14Q3%2FKt4pNPvf81TGqtgmX9BtkbSWtypm3UdgT 

Katsuki Bakugo is a prince, though soon to be king. and he hates it. he doesnt want to be stuck in a castle for days on end. with his dragon, Kirishima, by his side he doesnt have to. the two are insepretable, and have been since Bakugo found him. but when Kirishima reveals that he isnt just a dragon but a dragon-shifter, will it all change? will the blond haired, red eyed male he had come to care feircely care for reject the dragon? or will things continue as normal? ~Haha im not good with descriptions.....uhh...hope you enjoy!~ ~Dragon~

[todobunyoki]

“this is not a date,” bakugo hissed as he hunched into himself when kirishima tugged the pissy boy closer to himself by the shoulders.

“sure it isn’t,” kirishima laughed, grinning with that sharp ass teeth. bakugo looked away, attempting to hide the blush that was (unfortunately) blooming on his cheeks.

“i’m serious,” bakugo muttered and kirishima merely laughed harder.

bakugo didn’t really hate the arm wrapped around him, not really, which was... odd, for him.

god he was really catching feelings, this was absolutely disgusting, he was disgusted with himself.

feelings were stupid.

“where were we gonna eat?” bakugo muttered bitterly, not looking at kirishima.

“errrr ramen?” kirishima answered, even though he sounded way too uncertain.

“okay,” bakugo shrugged. “whatever.”

“aww, just say you agree.” kirishima whined and bakugo wanted to glare at him, because why the fuck did he have to sound so fucking cute.

“no,” bakugo deadpanned, rolling his eyes but still not looking at kirishima.

they stopped at a cross road, kirishima’s hand still around his shoulders when the red head suddenly fucking screamed. bakugo startled, jumping five feet into the air as a taxi drove past them.

he snapped his head to face kirishima, who was clutching his belly and laughing his fucking head off.

“what the fuck,” bakugo glared. “was that for?”

kirishima doesn’t answer, well, technically, he couldn’t answer because he was sort of crying while laughing at this point.

bakugo willed himself not to go soft. just because his laughs are adorable doesn’t mean that he deserves mercy.

“i will fucking kill you,” bakugo growled as kirishima finally calmed down.

“dude, i’m sorry man, but you should’ve seen you face-“ kirishima cut himself off as he started laughing again, the laughter bubbling from his throat every few seconds.

“sorry sorry,” kirishima inhaled. “you just looked stiff.”

“what the fuck is that supposed to mean?” bakugo asked loudly as kirishima slung his arm around bakugo’s shoulder again.

“eh, dunno.” kirishima shrugged. “just thought it’d be funny.”

bakugo glanced at kirishima, who had a relaxed smile on his face. he never understood how he did that — relaxed smile, for the world to see.

he frowned, looking at the ground.

“don’t look like that,” kirishima said slowly, a guilty expression on his face. “sorry, i won’t do it again...”

bakugo never wanted to see that face on kirishima ever.

“what?” bakugo sputtered, looking indignantly at kirishima. “it wasn’t your fault. it was... funny.”

“you say it like it’s a foreign concept.” kirishima snorted, relaxing again and pulling bakugo in closer, almost nuzzling bakugo’s head.

bakugo would have shifted away, but he’d be lying if he said that was exactly what he wanted to do at the moment.

because he didn’t.

and that was so weird.

—

something short i wrote from that post from before hh it’s my first time writing kiribaku 😳

[afoxthatpretendstobeabear]

kirishima: do you remember that time bakugo made a romantic dinner for me?

todoroki: he microwaved pizza for himself and you stole it

[happyimaginaryme]

Bakugo: I need to set my fucking alarm.

Bakugo: - He opens calculator-

Bakugo: That's not how I set my fucking alarm.

Kirishima: Need help babe?

Bakugo: No! I fucking got this.

Bakugo: ....

Bakugo: -Hands Kirishima his phone- Just... set it for 12:30.

[honeybunchesofangst]

KiriBaku Fic Rec List

2am Knows All Secrets  Rated: Teen & Up

-… It wasn’t that he was annoyed.Okay, maybe he was a little annoyed, but that was just the lack of sleep talking. Because a certain explosive punk thought it was a good idea to test the flammability of his sheets at 2 in the morning. Every single morning.(In which Bakugou's quirk wakes Kirishima up, and Kirishima gets way too invested in his bro's well-being.)

Much Ado About Matchsticks, Stones, and Broken Bones Rated: Teen & Up

-When Kirishima and Midoriya wake up in each other's bodies, they have to learn how to maneuver around their contrasting relationships with Bakugou.

One to Ten Rated: Teen & Up

-Kirishima attempts to climb the ladder of success and weasel his way into Bakugou Katsuki's explosive little heart.Step one? He has to get to level ten.

Roses are red and they taste like shit Rated: Teen & Up

- Katsuki was really fucking sick of the smell of flowers.

Overworked & Underfucked Rated: Explicit

-“It’s just not manly to leave your bro like this, after knowing he can’t do anything about it, you know?” Kirishima blabbers some kind of bullshit excuse, and the worst part is that it looks like he’s totally convinced of it. “It’s just a— handjob,” he stumbles over the word, the weight of what he’s proposing hitting him all at once, but he doesn’t stop. “—but if you're not into it we can pretend I didn't just say that.”Bakugou has to restrain himself from saying that he’s very much into it. Like, a lot, really.a.k.a Kirishima learns the reason behind Bakugou's grumpiest days, and he offers to help because that's what best bros do.

Cotton Candy Hands Rated: Teen & Up

-Studying to become a hero requires knowing how to take care of yourself. Sometimes you might need help on the way so if your crush offers to do your hair for you or to give you a well-deserved back rub, it'd be stupid to say no.A series of soft vignettes in which a love-struck Kirishima and a touch-starved Bakugou care for each other and it's definitely not making their hearts jump through hoops, they’re never this close to kissing, no, they're totally best friends bro

Houdini Rated: Teen & Up

-Kirishima gets stuck in a closet with Bakugou for the sake of a stupid game, and it's fine, it's only seven minutes, what's the worst that could happenor how Bakugou finds some sort of excuse to make the time go faster and Kirishima realizes he doesn't really want to get out of here

A heart swelled to bursting Rating: Mature

-The summer training camp of Bakugou's second year at UA descends upon him with all the untamed fury of- well, himself, honestly.PACKING CHECKLIST:

✓boyfriend (need to figure out how much he's willing to let him get away with)

✓people who claim to be his friends (deluded and in need of correction)

✓ptsd (that he absolutely doesn't actually have)

✓a healthy dose of denial (say it five times fast and that means it's true, right)

Six Page Spread Rating: Mature

-They're 22 and Bakugou's finally gotten control over his public image. Think more..."bad boy" and less "explosive asshole".Kirishima is weak (though he always has been).

This one is unfinished please beware heartbreak it's like so worth it this is best fic hands down ever no arguments but like if you don't read the last chapter you could probably be satisfied leaving it alone. You've been warned...

You Have a New Admirer!

-'His profile states that his name is Bakugou Katsuki, he's twenty-two and still in college. He likes hiking in the mountains, old cars, and advanced trigonometry. His first date would ideally involve little to no small talk, and very spicy food.For some reason there is one person, apparently, who admires all that about him.'--When Katsuki is convinced (read: bribed) to try out a friend's glitchy dating app, he's expecting the whole experience to be a resounding failure. Instead he ends up meeting Kirishima, who turns out to be the perfect combination of sexy, sweet, and way too freakin' earnest, all rolled into one easy-to-fall-for package.

Literally anything by Crunchwrapsupreme

Manley man falls for manliest man Rated: Explicit

( the description on this one was long but essentially kirishima in love with actor!bakugo and they meet and omg it's pretty up there in my fav fics)

I literally have so many if anyone cares I can make more I like to think I have semi decent taste. Also if there is a tag I should add plz lmk.

[lintu-asakura-blr]

Bakugou Katsuki Uke/Pasivo; el libro. (en Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/SHH3OujFLO rincón para toda persona amante de bakugo en modo pasivo. ♡ ¿¡qué esperas para entrar?! ~~~~~~~ ✿ información sobre el libro y su contenido en la primera parte. ✿ hermosa portada hecha por la anónima mamona. ✿ 9/5/18 puesto #6 en #BNHA (entre más de 2k historias). ✿ 04/06/18 puesto #28 en #detodo (entre más de 6.9k historias).

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Unmanly

A/N: Being the unmedicated ADHD maniac that I am, I have been entirely unable to focus on the Valentine’s Day event the past couple of days. I have far too many ideas swirling around in my head at once and it’s been nearly impossible for me to focus.

So, taking a break, I decided to get one of them out of my head to help me regain focus on the event.

There’s probably gonna be a part two to this at some point, so look out! Probably gonna be smut in the sequel, too. We’ll see. I love these two. A lot.

Enjoy!

@kittycatkrissa

Warnings: heavy swearing, sfw, BakuKiri, pining- sort of?

KirishimaxBakugo

Word Count: 1,288

Disclaimer: I don’t know the artist for the fan art used for this post, but if anyone knows, I’m more than happy to give the proper credit.

Rain pattered against the windows in the dorm commons, creating a white noise in the otherwise silent room. Bakugo napped silently on the couch, his soft breathing barely audible through the sound of the rainfall. Kirishima sat on the floor next to him, leaning his back against the couch as he read the book he held. 

He was trying to read the book he held. However, his gaze was continuously drawn to his best friend’s sleeping face. Even in his sleep, Bakugo’s face was still drawn into a stubborn scowl. Kirishima couldn’t help smiling as he stared at the expression, thinking that it looked softer than his scowls usually did. 

There was a crease in Bakugo’s brow and, without thinking it through, Kirishima reached over to gently smooth it out. The redhead’s breath caught slightly when he realized what he was doing, jerking his hand back before his explosive friend woke up. His heart hammered in his chest as he watched him carefully, waiting for any sign that the blonde would wake up.

When Bakugo’s breathing remained even, Kirishima let himself relax as he continued to watch him sleep. He tried to remember when it was that he first realized that he had fallen for his best friend. His world hadn’t been the same ever since. Things had become more difficult, for certain, but he tried to keep his focus on becoming a hero.

Even that, however, was not easy. Kirishima and Bakugo were often together, more times than not they were alone. Like now. Kirishima let out a heavy sigh. There was no way he could ever reveal his feelings. Bakugo didn’t have time for any of that. Kirishima was certain the blonde barely tolerated his friendship, to start with.

But he couldn’t help how he felt. Watching Bakugo grow as a person. Between accepting others as teammates and his angry outbursts becoming less frequent, Kirishima found Bakugo’s progress heartwarming and inspiring. If only he could be more involved.

Kirishima’s chest tightened with emotion at the thought that Bakugo would never accept his feelings. His best friend was too independent and too focused on his goal. A small smile lifted the corner of his mouth, despite feeling discouraged. Those things were part of why he’d fallen so hard, after all.

His brow furrowed as his thoughts raced around his feelings, his heart speeding up again. He reached out again, on purpose this time, and dared to touch Bakugo. His fingers brushed through the surprisingly soft hair of his bangs while his thumb attempted to smooth that ever stubborn crease between Bakugo’s brows. Even Bakugo’s skin was soft, making Kirishima sigh softly with longing. He’d barely had a chance to think about how his friend’s lips might feel when a tight grip closed around his hand.

“What the hell are you doing?”

Kirishima’s heart stopped, flying into his throat at the sound of Bakugo’s voice, gravelly from sleep. His gaze fell to the red and accusing eyes of his best friend and he tried to give him his best carefree smile as his mind frantically searched for some excuse. “Well, you see… ah, you had this crease in your forehead and, um, I just thought it would be a shame for you to get any wrinkles so young!”

Crimson eyes still burned holes into the side of Kirishima’s head as the redhead tried to focus on his book. It was impossible, of course, but he didn’t have a chance to call Bakugo out on it when the blonde finally spoke up.

The sound of Kirishima’s nervous laugh echoed in the otherwise empty commons. Bakugo still did not let go of Kirishima’s hand as he stared hard at the redhead. Kirishima was starting to sweat nervously, his heart starting up to beat frantically in his chest. “Uh, Bakugo- ?”

“Whatever. I don’t give a shit about that crap.” Bakugo’s harsh tone was not unexpected as he pushed Kirishima’s hand away. Kirishima withdrew and opened his book back up to try and distract himself, but Bakugo was still staring at him. “I’ll… remember that, then.” Kirishima said in an attempt to get his friend to drop it and stop staring. Bakugo didn’t, though.

“I’m not an idiot.” 

Kirishima’s gaze snapped over to Bakugo, wide-eyed with surprise. “Yeah, I know that. Why do you say that?” Bakugo huffed and finally turned his gaze away. Kirishima could have sworn he saw the faintest of color rise to Bakugo’s face.

“Because you act like I haven’t noticed the way you look at me sometimes.” Kirishima’s jaw fell slack as Bakugo’s accusing gaze returned to him, feeling his face blaze with heat. “Don’t fucking even try to deny it after I just told you that I’m not an idiot.” Kirishima spluttered, not able to form anything coherent at the accusation.

As usual, Bakugo wasn’t giving Kirishima any ground to stand on. Desperate to latch onto anything among the different swirling emotions flying through his head, Kirishima recognized indignation and grasped onto it tightly and went with it. “And I told you that I know you’re not an idiot. What are you getting on about?” Feigning innocence seemed like the best course of action.

Then again, it only seemed to fuel Bakugo’s rage as the blonde surged up from the couch and reached for the collar of Kirishima’s shirt. The fabric bunched up in his fist, Bakugo let out a snarl. Kirishima sucked in a sharp breath and tried to lean away, but Bakugo wasn’t letting him.

“I know you’re not always the smartest guy,” Kirishima tried to protest, “But don’t act fucking stupid to my face. You know damn well what I’m going on about.” Kirishima’s mouth snapped shut. Shit. He was busted and he had nothing to defend himself with.

With Bakugo’s grip still tight on his shirt, Kirishima averted his gaze and let his body slump with defeat. “Okay, fine. What about it?” There was a long moment of silence between them, but Kirishima couldn’t bring himself to meet Bakugo’s burning gaze. The sound of his heart was loud in his ears and he wondered if Bakugo could hear it, too.

The silence that stretched between them became too much for Kirishima and he finally caved, bringing his gaze hesitantly back to Bakugo’s face. He made a strangled sound of shock at the look his best friend was giving him. Disdain was written all over the explosive blonde’s face and Kirishima felt his face heat up all over again.

“You know, Kirishima, I gotta say that I’m really disappointed in you.” The grip on his shirt finally eased as Bakugo let go. Kirishima’s brow furrowed in confusion as Bakugo leaned back, draping an arm over the back of the couch. “You’re always strutting around here talking about all that manly shit and you’re not even practicing your own preaching.” Before Kirishima could get angry, Bakugo went on. “Can’t even be manly about your own feelings.”

Kirishima’s eyes widened, unable to even argue. His friend was right. He wasn’t even honest with himself half of the time, trying to deny what he felt at every turn. The redhead’s eyes fell away from Bakugo’s disappointed stare as his friend stood from the couch, too ashamed to face him.

“If you want to change that, meet me in my room in five minutes.”

Kirishima snapped his attention back to Bakugo in confusion, trying to work out what his friend had in mind. “Huh?” He mentally slapped himself for not being able to form a more intelligent question. Bakugo was already halfway to the elevators when he turned and raised a brow in Kirishima’s direction.

“Unless you’d rather the others caught us making out on the couch?”

[luigichan]

Here's another KiriBaku drawing, this one was meant for day 11 but whatever 🤷🏼‍♀️ basically since corona hit, UA had to send all of their students home like they are irl. Kiri and Baku have been facetiming eachother every night. Also check out that shading on Bakugo's part, ya girl's learnin' 😜 anyways, hope y'all enjoy! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ #kiribakumonth #quarantine #myheroacademia #bnha #mha #bokunoheroacademia #digital #digitalart #fanart #bnhafanart #otp #lgbt #kirishimaeijiro #bakugokatsuki #kirishimaxbakugo #poprocks #cute #facetime https://www.instagram.com/p/CD3HKS6pBPI/?igshid=1cx5fbvmhfe55

[afoxthatpretendstobeabear]

kirishima: don't break somebody's heart, they only have one

bakugo: yeah, break their bones they have 206 of them

[happyimaginaryme]

Erik Tompson

Kimanari had invited Kirishima to his new apartment... correction Kaminari wanted Kirishima to help him unpack his new apartment. He was promised beer and steak, so how could he refuse. Plus, Kamainari said Sero was also going to be there. It would be like old times....

Almost like old times. Two people were missing in their little group. Ashido and .... Katsuki. Kirishima took a deep breath thinking about it. It hurt every time he thought his name.

Ashido of course was doing great. She was out of town for a buisness trip at the firm she was interning at. He was proud of her. In middle school and high school she struggled with homework and studying. But then senior year of high school and beyond she became a straight A student and was accepted to U.A Law school.

They were all doing well, Kirishima thought as he pulled up to the apartment complex his friend moved into. He sighed when he pulled the keys from the engine. Everyone was doing great, yet he suddenly felt sad.

He supposed it was because for a second, he thought of him. Bakugo... Katsuki.... He hadn't thought of him in a while. He felt guilty about it. Katsuki was very important to him back in high school. That of course was 5 years ago....

"Shit..." He whidpered. He could feel the tears sting his eyes. Thinking about him still hurt. He couldn't understand why one person could have such an impact on his life. Then again, Katsuki was his first love.

Kirishima shook his head and ran a hand through his messy hair. He couldn't do this now. He was seeing his friends for the first time in a couple of months. It was going to be a fantastic day! He took his phone from his back pocket and texted Kaminari that he'd be there in minutes.

He quickly passes through the lobby and into the elvator. He took his phone out again to take a look at the texts between he and Kaminari. "Apartment 5B... 5B..." - He mumbled as he walked on down the hall, searching for his friend's apartment. Once he found it he knocked.

...

No answer. Kirishima scratched the back of his head and glanced at his phone, then at the door. He frowns. "This is 5B...." He decided to knock again this time a bit louder.

"Fucking Hell! Who's there!?"

Kirishima's heart stopped. That voice sounded familar. That voice.... He couldn't forget it even if he tried. He hadn't heard it in five years.... since that rainy night.

"Katsuk....?"

Only that it wasnt. The person who answered the door was different. Possibly the same height, but he wasn't Bakugo. He had a beard, dirty blonde to light brown hair, and wore glasses. He was handsome, and something about him reminded him of Katsuki... He couldn't point it out. But it was there.

"S-sorry, guess I have the wrong apartment...." The man stared at Kirishima, seemingly shocked. He shook his head before speaking. "How the fuck do you get the wrong apartment?"

"Typo? I am guessing. I mean my friend Kaminari just moved into this apartment building and this is the apartment number he gave me.... sorry " He said, bowing in aplogy.

The guy rolled his eyes and pushed his door the rest of the way open. He stepped passed the redhead and knocked on the apartment across from his. "HEY ASSHOLE! Your friend is waiting. If another one of your shitheads knocks on my door again, I'll kick your ass!"

Kirishima winces. Shit this man was a lot like Katsuki. He closed his eyes. The pain was there... his heart pounding in his chest. Logically he knew this guy couldn't be Bakugo. Bakugo was dead and he has been for 5 years.

A/N Just a preview of what I am writing. A bit agansty type story but still full of romance and a possible happy ending.