Kirishima had been over at Bakugou's house for a 'study session.'

After Bakugou had offered Kirishima to help him study, even though it wasn't in the most kind way, Kirishima had gladly accepted. From there, they would occasionally visit each other to study.

Although it was boring, Kirishima had enjoyed it. It was nice to spend time with his so called 'friend.' Even if they were being silent, it was comfortable for both of them.

They always sat quite close to each other, but most of the time neither of them noticed. They usually sat near the bed so they could put their backs against something.

There was this one time where Kirishima had held Bakugou's hand unconsciously, and Bakugou had noticed. By the time Kirishima noticed, he was surprised that Bakugou hadn't yelled at him and let them hold hands without pulling away. This made Kirishima happy, or maybe like he was about to throw up since it felt like his stomach was a wheel of a car driving on the high way. Plus, it felt like his face was burning up, as if his face was too close to a fire.

That night was the night before their exams the next day, so Kirishima stayed there a little longer than usual, trying to get as much information as he could in his brain.

Kirishima kept asking questions about the textbooks, Bakugou responded, but not clear enough for Kirishima to understand. So, Kirishima continued to ask until he got tired. He almost gave up and left, but didn't since that would be unmanly.

Now, it was about 9:45pm.

"Night, fuck-munch, I'm going to sleep, you can have a sleepover or whatever, I don't give a shit," Bakugou said in a raspy voice as he curled himself in blankets. Though he didn't need those blankets, his face was already hot enough since he suddenly remembered them holding hands. The 'going to sleep' was just an excuse, he didn't want Kirishima to see him like that.

And with that, Bakugou fell asleep in almost an instant, or at least that's what it seemed like.

"...Alright" Kirishima whispered, trying his best to stay quiet so he wouldn't disturb Bakugou.

Kirishima had tried his best not to peak over at Bakugou, but he couldn't help himself.

He glanced over, even though he couldn't see Bakugou's face since he was facing the wall, it was nice. He seemed so peaceful and soft, which you would never see that from Bakugou.
Kirishima blushed a little and smiled a bit, he thought Bakugou was being so cute.

Meanwhile, Bakugou knew that Kirishima was looking at him, he could feel it. He tried to stay as calm as he could and seem like he was sleeping, while he blushed even more.

Kirishima sat back down, back to his original position, his back facing the bed as he held a textbook in his hand, trying to memorize all it's contents that he needed to know. He focused himself, trying his best not think about Bakugou and how adorable he was.

Bakugou had turned around, now facing Kirishima. Looking at his spiky, yet seeming-soft hair. How beautiful he thought.

Kirishima heard Bakugou sitting up, but didn't look over, though he really wanted to, he didn't.

Bakugou slowly came down in front Kirishima's face as he held onto his fingers with his own, making them intertwine.

Kirishima's face was rushing with blood and so was Bakugou's face. Was he really about to...?

He gave him a gentle, kind and soft, kiss on his lips, without letting Kirishima think.

Kirishima sat there in awe, processing what just happened, but whatever it was, it was definitely a sweet surprise.

Artist: [Unknown]

Author's Note:
There's a watermark of the artist's name is there bottom right corner, but I can't quite read what it says, sorry!

I really wanted to update this today (since I haven't in a couple of days) and I have to go somewhere in a few minutes so I typed this really fast (in 25 minutes or something) and didn't check it over. I apologize for any mistakes.
Also I feel like the quality of this chapter isn't that good, I'm sorry :(

Thanks for reading!
-Mystic (7/2/18)