#lichrally i am. so flustered rn how are you so NICE

[aloera]

ok hi i love ur writing sm and I saw ur latest reblog about the matching bracelets and the little beautiful hidden tags and I just 🥺 do u know how big-brained u are?! i was so giddy even reading that small snippet of an idea that it’s enough to make my night enjoyable AHH. we’ve never interacted but gosh I love ur work, and I hope u have a wonderful night too!! -🥚

me, in tears: i want. so badly. to like,,, do something equally nice for you????? as a thank you for how sweet this is?????? like i- how am i supposed to coherently respond to this i am sobbing actually

shdgnksdjgnsdkgj lichrally the best i can come up with is developing the idea for you and only you because i. fuckisndg. what the fuck. you are too sweet. 

*jazz hands* allow me to set the scene

im. 90% sure that bakugou had a conversation with kirishima after kamino like yo wtf were you wearing because it?? definitely was not his priority then but. yk. in retrospect. looks pretty fuckin dumb and that is Saying Something because bakugous almost (key word: almost) acclimated to his best friends hideous sense of style

you have literally one shirt, kirishima reminds him. you keep trying to pull off lowriding even tho it is very clearly not working for you. shut the fuck up, responds bakugou. kendall jenner wishes she was me.

anyway

kirishima sheepishly explaining that they needed disguises because they’d been told not follow him and at that bakugou just. pauses. remembering what they’d all risked. what kirishima had risked. he cant pretend to understand why theyd do that for him but kirishima looks like he knows what bakugous thinking before he even says it. says he’d do it again in a heartbeat. even without disguises. even if it meant his own face plastered across screens nationwide. bakugou feels something stutter inside him 

because thats. ludicrous, that kirishima would risk all that for nothing in return. what the hell is bakugou offering that he would be okay just. putting that much effort into an op? and he,, tries to voice this, stilted and hoarse

“why the hell would you do that without getting anything in return, idiot? fuckin pushover”

kirishima just raises an eyebrow. red riot, the sturdy hero, a pushover? bakugou can hear him mentally calling bullshit. kirishima laughs it off, though. doesnt bring it up again. hes a good friend.

flash forward a couple weeks months whatever (its cute that yall think ik wtf is happening with the bnha timeline)

bakugou is going out to a fancy dinner party with his family. his parents are picking him up and, under strict orders from his dad, he’s dressed to the fucking nines, sans tie, sans anything too flashy. 

he’s not fucking nervous about leaving ua. hes not. villain activity is on the rise and hes a prolific hero student and the last time he’d left he’d gotten fucking kidnapped and kirishima had risked his fucking life to come get him and he could have gotten hurt and bakugou isnt thinking about it too much. he doesnt have time to, anyway, his parent’s are going to be there in ten minutes

opens his door. strides next door to kirishimas. kicks the door open. “i need. a fucking. uh.” bakugou flatlines. kirishimas lying on his bed in a ratty crimson riot sweatshirt, grey sweats low on his hips. he looks. comfortable. soft. something else. 

kirishima freezes, rakes his eyes down bakugous outfit, and blushes as bright as his hair. in that order. “you look good,” he says, wry smile playing on his lips. “your mom pick the outfit out?”

“im going to kill you,” bakugou responds, because, no, it was his fucking dad, shitty hair, get it right. coughs, then, because this next part is. significantly harder to get out. “i need. fucking. uh. its an upscale place and the old hag is bitching about me looking fucking. plain or whatever.” 

and kirishima knows what he needs, always. bakugou doesnt know how he does it (except he does, a little, because he’s starting to learn what kirishima needs to. enough to know that they’re on the same page about this. enough to know that coming to his best friend was the right idea.)

kirishima makes a small noise, eyes lighting up. hops off his bed and rifles through the drawers of his bedside table, emerging victorious with an aha! something small and gold clenched triumpantly in his fist. its small. simple. a little gaudy but doable. acceptable.

“its. uh.” kirishimas staring at the wall. “a little... difficult. to put on by yourself.” bakugou clears his throat. “fucking. yeah, whatever, i need to leave soon.” 

and kirishima nods, walks closer, meets bakugou in the middle. stands so close their toes are almost touching. bakugous hands are still hanging at his side. kirishima takes his wrist in his hand. brings it up gently. slings the bracelet around his wrist. clasps it gently. he could have figured it out, bakugou thinks. but this is. nicer.

they stand there, for a moment. looking down at the gold. kirishimas thumb still brushing the clasp, fingers still catching on bakugous wrist. bakugou wonders, for a moment, what would happen if he reached out. 

he needs to leave. his phone lights up with a text from his parents. bakugous eyes flicker over to it. “they’re. here. i need to go.” kirishima nods. speaks like he doesn’t want to. “yeah. yeah! of course. have fun, dude. send me pictures. oh! bring me food!!”

“im not bringing your spoiled ass anything,” says bakugou, the boy who checked the menu to see which orders had the most meat. kirishima snorts. arrogant fucker. his expression softens, then.

“i really like that bracelet, bakugou. bring it back to me, okay?” smiles and its so soft that bakugou feels the smooth glide of it on his skin. “otherwise i’d have to chase you down for it.”

the bracelet feels more solid on his wrist. the stability of rereading a book, rewatching a movie. having faith in the ending. bakugou rolls his eyes, grins at kirishima. “i’d like to see you fucking try. walk me downstairs, asshole.” kirishima grins back. “sure thing!”

sgnksjgnskdjg i hope!!!!!!! that that made u as happy as this made me althought i am like. 200% sure thats impossible because you have made my Entire Day thank u sm <3333