Kirishima had mostly stayed in his dorm room after that night.
His mind has been pretty crowded, but...
No one's to blame, in his point of view.

He did what he did because... he cares.
He's finding himself to be extremely attracted to Bakugo...
He wants to help. He wants to care for him... he wants to be the cause of his smiles.

A little suffering won't make him regret... a lot of suffering will make him glad.

A tough fight earns a well-deserved prize.

He steps out for lunch, wanting food from someplace else.
But once he comes back, he finds Bakugo outside. 

He seems to be waiting for someone.

He steps up into the veranda and approaches Bakugo, who seemed... nervous.
He's wiping his hands on the sides of his pants, and recollecting himself.

"Hi Bakug-"
"W-Were you the one who told the teacher?" Bakugo begins quickly. 

Kirishima's smile falters.

"Yeah... I did..."

His mind begins to spin when Bakugo steps closer, and pulls him into a hug.
The hug was tight.

"I-... I- I know... you didn't mean... a-anything bad.. a-about it... right...?" Bakugo asks quietly.
"Wh-? What-? No, of course I didn't-! Bakugo I want to help you...-"
"Th-..Thanks..." Bakugo's voice grows quieter. "But-... B-But now.. I'm scared..."

Kirishima immediately pulls away from the hug.

"W-... What...? Why are you scared...?"

''He's a monster' bullshit.'
'He's just misunderstood... oh my god... I... I need to help him...'
'I won't sleep. Until I help him...'

"I-... I- I need therapy..." he whispers. "I r-really am.. insane...-"
"Oi, don't say that... just because you need therapy, doesn't mean you're insane." 

Kirishima lowers his head and sighs quietly.

"Let's go back inside... it's freezing out here. But I wanna talk to you, so... just come with me." 

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The two are now warmed up, back inside. They've headed up to Kirishima's dorm room, for privacy.

"You... probably... wanna cancel Sunday... right-"
"No! Of course I don't wanna cancel Sunday... Bakugo, I don't see you any differently."

Bakugo looks away.

"I'm not the jock you thought I was... if... if you're interested in that guy... then... he doesn't exist anymore." he claims.

Kirishima's eyes widen.

"I-... I don't... h-have the strength to be him anymore..." 
"Then the next date will be a perfect opportunity to get to know the new Bakugo."

Bakugo flinches. "Wh-Why... you're... really insistent for me..."
"Of course..." Kirishima sits a bit closer to him.

They sat on the edge of Kirishima's bed, beside one another. 
Kirishima had scooted closer to Bakugo.

"I see something in you... that, clearly, everyone else doesn't see in you..." Kirishima claims. "I see a really good guy... a funny, strong, brave, bold and manly guy... who's simply a bit lost. I wanna... put you back in your track... and... walk... down the path... with you..."

The ending of his sentence had gotten quieter, as his fluster and shyness and nervousness had been getting a bit stronger. 

Bakugo's head is lowered, he feels his heart racing so fast, he's growing a bit dizzy.

"What... does that mean..." he whispers out nervously.
"It means... that already, from that first date... I keep growing more... and more interested..." Kirishima claims quietly. "I... I wanna discover a new path... with you..."

'He likes me...' Bakugo thinks. 'He likes me... despite my mental illness...'

'He likes me... even though I'm not that tough jock anymore...' 

"O-...Okay..." Bakugo whispers. "I-... I don't know why... but... I-.. I'll try...-"
"It's okay to be scared." Kirishima already begins. "Make things go as slow as you need. You're upset about the whole therapy thing, right?"

Bakugo exhales a small, scared hum. 

"It's okay...! Think of the outcome-- You'll be better in the end...- And therapy is nice! It's really good for you... I'm honestly happy you're going to therapy." Kirishima smiles. "I want you to keep me posted on it!" He chuckles.

Bakugo slowly raises his head, to stare at Kirishima quietly. Kirishima stares back, smiling softly,--

But he becomes a mess once he realizes it. Meaning, mere seconds later.

He clears his throat and dusts himself off, for no reason. 
He suddenly remembers something, as if a perfect segue of topics appears in his mind.

"Oh-! Guess what-!"
"Hm..."
"Remember when you told me to fix my diet-? Well, I just headed out for lunch. I went to the same place and got the same thing you ordered for me."

Bakugo bows his head again, and smiles. Kirishima saw the smile. He always loved the sight. It made him smile along.

"Good, you're not starving yourself..." he comments.
"You told me you were gonna pass me a new diet, remember? You never did that."
"Right, right... I'll text it to you later."

Kirishima's heart begins to race.

"Y-... You're giving me your number-?"
"Mhm. You have your phone on you...?"
"Y-Yeah-! Yeah-!"

Bakugo, again, just now realizes what he's doing... but he doesn't externally show it. He keeps calm on the outside.

Kirishima hands Bakugo his phone after unlocking it. The two sit quietly as Bakugo puts in his phone number in the contacts of his phone.

Kirishima takes back his phone with a wide smile. 

"You look... shocked..." Bakugo comments quietly.
"O-Oh I'm fine-" Kirishima shrugs, trying to seem nonchalant. "S'No big deal."

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It is a big deal.
It's enough to put the two in fluster... to make the two happy for the entire night.

Bakugo's fears are soothed for the night... 
Bakugo has a lot to think about.

He's now thinking of something... pure.

'I might have just found the one...'
'The other half of my fucked up heart...'
'Even though he knows I'm a fucked up human being... a disgusting... piece of mentally-ill piece of shit... he's giving me a chance.'
'Is it out of pity...? I hope it's not...'

He turns around in his bed and hugs his pillow tightly.

'I hope I do discover a new path with him too...'

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