“Is that better?” Kirishima asked. “Yes. Thanks,” Bakugou murmured. He lay down

“Kirishima? What time is it?” He blinked lazily, staring at Kirishima sleepily.

Kirishima grinned widely. “Almost ten pm. Sorry for waking you up. Do you wanna sleep in my bed tonight?”

“Yeah, sure. I'm too exhausted to go anywhere else, anyways,” Bakugou mumbled, stretching himself up and yawning.

“Alright, then.” Kirishima climbed into the blankets. He wrapped them around himself tightly, watching as Bakugou pulled back the covers. Once both of their bodies were settled under the soft, white sheets, Kirishima moved a bit closer.

His body was pressed against Bakugou's, and the latter shifted a bit uncomfortably.

“Hey, stop moving,” he murmured. He took hold of Bakugou's arm and pulled him closer, wrapping it around his waist instead. “That's better.”

Bakugou grumbled, shifting a little more comfortably. He leaned his head against Kirishima's shoulder, closing his eyes once more. “Goodnight, Shitty Hair.”

“Goodnight, Katsuki.”

After sleeping peacefully for a couple of hoursBakugou woke up in the middle of the night, still very uncomfortable. He sighed heavily, turning around to face Kirishima. The redhead was still soundly asleep. He was snoring softly and occasionally shifting around a little in his sleep. Bakugou smiled, thinking about how cute he looked. He felt a sudden rush of happiness flow through him as he thought about the fact that Kirishima was actually there and that he wasn't dreaming. He also wondered why he didn't wake up when Bakugou had moved closer to him and was now laying half on top of him. As he watched Kirishima sleep peacefully next to him, his smile grew bigger and larger. He realized that Kirishima must've been dreaming because there was no way that Bakugou would ever get up close and personal with anyone like this. He definitely didn't belong in Bakugou's bed in the first place, and yet here he was, sharing a bed with him. He thought it was probably just some kind of weird dream. Whatever it was, it was certainly good enough to be able to share with Kirishima.

It was quiet throughout the apartment, and Bakugou knew that the chances of Kirishima waking up were low. Although he hated to admit ithe was grateful for the fact that he was still asleep. He wanted to enjoy every second of this moment of blissful peace and quiet before having to face reality once again. He knew that it would take quite a while before they'd be able to get any rest again. So, without hesitation, Bakugou grabbed Kirishima's hand, intertwining their fingers together. It wasn't the most romantic way that either of them had ever held hands, but Bakugou didn't mind. All he cared about was holding Kirishima's hand, whether he liked it or not. After all, it gave him something to look forward to after school tomorrow.

The two of them stayed that way until the early morning light began filtering through the window, casting its dim glow upon Kirishima's peaceful sleeping face. Bakugou gazed at him affectionately, wondering if his cheeks were always so round. He couldn't help but think that Kirishima was adorable and incredibly attractive. That's what he liked about him. He thought that Kirishima was extremely beautiful, and seeing him sleeping so peacefully brought a smile to his lips.

Eventually, he fell asleep himself. He couldn't really fall asleep after seeing the events of the previous day play out in front of him. Not only did he feel uneasy for the rest of the weekbut he also couldn't stop thinking about the way that Kirishima's eyes would shine with such adoration whenever he mentioned Bakugou's mom. How he'd blushed when Bakugou asked him who his mother was, and then how he reacted when Bakugou said that he would never hurt him. He couldn't stop thinking about how much Kirishima's face had lit up when he'd seen Bakugou again after all those years, and how happy he looked when they'd kissed. He couldn't stop thinking about how sweet Kirishima's lips tasted, and how perfect everything seemed in that moment.

Bakugou was snapped from his thoughts by someone calling his name. When he turned his attention toward the source, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Where did Kirishima come from? Did he hear a knock on the door or something?

“Kirishima? Is that you?” He called out. But nobody replied. “Kirishima!” He got up from the couch and walked into the living room. He saw that Kirishima's bag was still sitting on the ground near the door, but he was nowhere to be found. Then he heard Kirishima's voice coming from one of the rooms in the hallway.

“Hey Bakugou, I'I'M BACK!” He yelled loudly before he ran towards the stairs.

Bakugou's heart started beating faster than normal, as he followed him into their room and stood behind him, watching as Kirishima jumped into bed, giggling loudly.

“Why are you still standing there? Go lie down!” Kirishima exclaimed.

Bakugou stared at Kirishima. “Um..” He cleared his throat. “What am I supposed to do?”

“Lick me, obviously,” he replied with a grin.

Without even waiting for a reply, Kirishima rolled over onto his stomach and rested his backside on the pillow beneath him. “Come on, don't be shy. You've done it before.”

Bakugou blushed slightly, and he could tell that Kirishima knew he had done it before.

“I don't know,” he mumbled.

“Well, I can't wait anymore. Come on.” Kirishima patted the spot next to him.

With a deep breath, Bakugou hesitantly walked closer. Kirishima smiled and opened his arms wide, and Bakugou laid down next to him.“Is that better?” Kirishima asked.

“Yes. Thanks,” Bakugou murmured. He lay down on his stomach, his face resting right next to Kirishima's neck.

Kirishima gently placed his hand onto the small of Bakugou's back. “You know, I'm glad we're friends,” he whispered softly. He paused for a moment. “I've always been jealous of how well you get along with your friends, though.”

At that, Bakugou chuckled. “Why are you jealous of our relationship?”

“Because... Because I want to have one like it someday. I've always dreamed of finding someone like you. I guess I just thought that you'd never find someone like me. And since you have, I kinda wish you wouldn't leave,” Kirishima admitted sadly.

“Whoa, slow down there, Red Riot,” Bakugou replied. “I'm gonna stay here with you forever.”

“Really? Forever?” Kirishima sat up suddenly. “You really mean it? Are you serious?”

He nodded, his blue eyes gazing intently at Kirishima. “

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