ft. out of character Bakubabe because why not

On with the one shot!!

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Both boys were in the ash blonde's room, studying for the math exam they have next week. As Bakugo was aggressively explaining how polynomials work, and how they're considered algebraic expressions, the redhead couldn't help but gawk at the person beside him.

He likes the way how Bakugo's eyebrows are furrowed almost everyday, and the black tanktop he has on leaves nothing but impure thoughts in Kirishima's head. And he especially like the way his muscles flex whenever his arm moved.

In conclusion, he looked so damn sexy that Kirishima couldn't help but stare.

"Oi! Shitty Hair! Were you even listening to what I was fucking saying?!" The ash blonde angrily muttered when he noticed that his 'student' wasn't listening to him.

The redhead was still so deep in his thoughts about his attraction towards Bakugo that he mumbled a sentence he wouldn't dare mumble.

"Mhmm.. I like you."

"...Fucking, what?!"

Realizing what he said, Kirishima panicked internally and tried to brush off the topic.

"I- I mean I like food! You know meat, right? I love that stuff." He chuckled nervously and started to formulate his escape plan.

"I'm not stupid, Hair for Brains, don't give me that bullshit."

"But I really did say that!"

Bakugo shot him a look that could only mean don't fuck with me.

"Gosh, it's now or never." Kirishima thought before he took a deep breath.

"Bakugo, I like you, I don't know when or how, I just do. I like you in a way that means more than friends. I want to be there to support you as your partner, and I want to be there for you like a significant other would."

Kirishima paused for a moment to calm his racing heart down before continuing.

"I understand if you don't like me back, I just hope we'll still be friends after this."

The two of them sat in silence, one was fidgeting in his seat while the other was in deep thought, trying to process what Kirishima just said.

"Bakugo, I'm sorry-"

"You like me?"

"..I'm sorry?"

"I said, you like me?" Bakugo mumbled, his head bowed and his hands playing with the hem of his tank top. He had a confused look on his face as he still tried to process all the things his friend had said to him.

"Yes, Bakugo. I like you."

"But why? Why me...?"

"Hmmm.." Kirishima thought about the question.

Why do I like Bakugo?

"Well, honestly speaking, I don't know how or when I started liking you. I just do."

"Bitch, I asked for a reason, don't give me that shit-"

"Maybe.. Maybe it's because you're manly to me. I like how you just never give up no matter what, and that you always do your best to be top 1, even if you can be a little too extreme sometimes."

"Tch." Bakugo scoffed at the last part as his eyes filled with small tears that weren't exactly visible to Kirishima.

"However, I think that's what made me like you even more. Your explosive behavior may be frightening and annoying to some students, but that's what makes you, well you. I have come to accept and like the whole you, Bakugo."

Kirishima stopped talking when he noticed Bakugo silently crying beside him. His eyes widened as he instinctively held Bakugo's cheeks in his hands and slowly turned his face towards him.

"Hey, hey.. Why are you crying, hmm? It's okay." The redhead softly whispered as he wiped some tears away with his thumb.

"Y-You're a dumbass, you know that right?"

"I mean, you could remind me again, just to be sure." Kirishima joked, which brought a light chuckle from the male in front of him.

Bakugo stopped chuckling and stared into Kirishima's eyes with uncertainty and insecurity behind it.

"A-are you sure, you like me? I-it could be some quirk, or maybe you're drunk. It's not possible that you actually like like  me.." Bakugo rambled on, his eyes darting everywhere around the room. He didn't notice the way the redhead was staring at him, or that he was still holding his face.

"Bakugo, stop talking and look at me."

The ash blonde male eventually stopped talking and looked directly into Kirishima's eyes.

"Calm down, okay?" 

Bakugo sighed and reluctantly pried Kirishima's hands off his face, opting to bring his knees to his chest, and putting his chin on top of them.

"I still don't understand why you like me. Out of all people. You could've chosen Dunce Face, or Pinky.. Heck, even that shit nerd Deku has more of a chance than I do! Not that I don't like you, I like you too, but..." He paused, tears filling his eyes again.

"I just.. I feel like I don't deserve to be liked by you..." He finally admitted.

The words that came out of his mouth had Kirishima speechless. Never in his life did he hear Bakugo say something even close to that. Nonetheless, he was determined to make his crush change his mind.

"Why would you say that?"

"I'm not perfect. I have a lot of flaws-"

"And those flaws are what caught my attention." Kirishima sighed and moved to sit in front of Bakugo, who was still in a sitting fetal position.

"Look, Bakugo. I may not be able to make all your insecurities vanish, but I meant what I said. I don't care if you're too aggressive with other people, and I especially don't care if you think you have flaws, or that you're rough around the edges. As I said earlier, you're still you."

Slowly, Bakugo lifted his head from his knees, eyes puffy and nose runny. The sight in front of him had Kirishima smile sadly. Slowly, he took Bakugo's hands in his, and stared into those red eyes he wouldn't mind getting lost in.

"How about this, I'll help you. I'll help you realize that even with your flaws and your antics, you're still an amazing person. All you have to do is accept my feelings, and I'll take care of the rest."

"But-"

"No buts. Are you with me on this? It's okay to say no."

Bakugo thought about what Kirishima said, the offer sounded so tempting, but he just couldn't shake off the bad feeling he had in his gut.

A few moments had passed, with each moment, Kirishima grew more nervous.

"I should not have said that. I think I pressured him, oh my Go-"

"Okay..." Bakugo mumbled, breaking Kirishima's train of thought.

"Okay, what?"

"I.. I accept, you know.. Your feelings, or whatever."

"Oh! Okay then!" Kirishima grinned widely at the acceptance of his feelings, happiness and determination surging in his body.

He will be sure to make Bakugo know that he is worthy of his love and affection.

"So, if you're not busy, maybe we could go on a date this Saturday? Just so we both can have fun, and so that I can practice showing you off as well." Kirishima smirked.

"Sure, I guess."

"Okay, cool! Uhmm, I can leave now if you'd like. We can continue the homework tomorrow, since the deadline's next week." Kirishima babbled as he gathered all his papers and shoved them into his school bag, he stood up and stretched a bit before making his way towards the door.

"I'll be looking forward to this Saturday! I'll see you again tomorrow, okay?" The redhead smiled and proceeded to turn the door knob, but was stopped by a certain someone.

"W-wait!" 

"Yes?"

"Can you stay for a bit? Not because I want you too! It's just that I can get a little bored and lonely, and I don't feel like finishing up.."

"Just admit that you don't want me to leave." Kirishima smirked as he watched Bakugo get flustered by his comment.

"Shut up! I just want some company, just because I blast people away doesn't mean I don't like people, okay?!" Bakugo huffed.

"Yeah, sure, okay. I'll pretend I believe you."

"...On second thought, you can leave my room if you want."

"Nah, I'm good. On the bed, I'm gonna cuddle you and whisper sweet things into your ear like what other people do."

"Eww, fucking sap."

"Only for you, babe."

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Hellooo :3

I hope this wasn't too bad or confusing hehe

So, this one shot took a complete turn from the original plot I had in mind when I first started writing this. It was supposed to be angsty, but as you can tell, I don't do well with angst :'D

Don't worry though! I'll learn how to write it so this book isn't just pure fluff 

Anygays, I'll see you in the next chapter! Mwah <3