Hi! I apologize for being so.inactibe lately I've just been busy and haven't had the motivation to write, but I forced myself  to finish this.

I know it been a while but this was a request from Nightcore_DekuBaku

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Ok, so let's go over this one more time.

His name is Kirishima Eijirou. Five years ago he got bit by a radioactive-spider, and ever since then he's been the one and only spiderman. He's saved the city more times than anyone can count, yes he's made some questionable decisions but every time he's always managed to make sure everyone is safe.

"KIRISHIMA!! For the last damn time, pay attention!" Aizawa, his professor, yelled, he was removed from his thoughts by a gentle punch to his arm. He looked over to see his best friend, Denki, who jabbed his thumb towards  Aizawa.
Kirishima's head shot up, almost hitting the wall behind him, "S-sorry sir..."
There were a few chuckles around the room, "Now as I was saying, we are starting a group project . Each of you will be assigned a partner tomorrow. Class dismissed"
With a tired sigh the red head packed up his things and slowly ambled over to the door, when a boy same age as himself bumped into him. The boy was wearing a black tank top with a orange jacket, cargo pants and some doc martens. He had spikey ash blonde hair, and fiery red eyes. The blondes eyes were anything but gentle as he glared at Kirishima with disgust. The red head just smiled in response watching the blonde angrily stalk away.

Making their way home, Kirishima and Denki we're walking in a comfortable silence. That was until Denki spoke, "You sure your okay man? You've been spacing out more and coming to class with more injuries. I'm just not sure this whole spider man thing is..." He paused, "healthy I guess"
Kirishima sighed, "How many times do I have to tell you I'm fine. There's just been more crime lately"
"Okay, I just don't want you to get hurt or die..." Denki stated. As they were wrapping up that conversation they walked past an alleyway.  Just as the two were going to walk past Kirishima heard something. The red head stopped in his tracks, his brain was ringing as the cry for help filled his ears. Denki seemed to notice this and said a quick don't die before walking away. Kirishima quickly ran into another alleyway and threw on his suit before jumping on the roof.

     He pulled his mask over his head and peeked over the edge, being careful to stay unnoticed. When he looked over he saw a group of three older men hitting, touching and yelling at a boy around his age.

    Kirishima's eyebrows furrowed, he needed to save that boy. He quickly jolted up and ran to the backside of the building, jumping behind. Kirishima cautiously peeked around the corner, but this time the three men were unbuckling their pants along with the boys. It was at that time he noticed it was the boy from earlier, the one he bumped into. The blonde was mustering up every ounce of energy be had left to try and get out of the men's grasp. His tear stained face struck with fear as he realized what was happening. The boy then started to try and push the men off him, but to no avail failing.

From the rooftop Kirishima silently jumped down just outside the alleyway. He walked into the alley continuing to be quiet untill he abruptly cleared his throat, making all three men jump and the boy look at him suddenly.
"H-hey, we don't want any trouble!" One of the three men said.
Kirishima scoffed, "Maybe you should if thought of that before you started groping a underage child!"
One of the men started walking towards him, "well look at him, with a nice body and pretty face we just couldn't res-"
"Oh don't give me any of that bullshit! You control you're actions, the way someone looks doesn't give you the right to sexually assault them!" Kirishima yelled back, walking forward slightly. By his point the boy had backed into a corner being that the three men were focusing on Kirishima. He was shaking and still crying watching the scene in front of him.
Two of the three men walked to with side of Kirishima leaving the last standing right in front of him. Kirishima glanced each man up and down before getting into a fighting stance. The man in front of him gave the other two a que to lunge at the red head. Kirishima acted quickly, shooting webs at both men's faced and pulling them together. Their heads bashed together causing them both to fall to the ground, blood dripping down their foreheads.

Kirishima then turned to the last man...the "boss". His beefy muscles were visible through the stretched fabric of his shirt. Black pants covered his legs, as well as a small holster that was holding a small knife. Wispy black hair pulled back into a half pony tail. His strong jaw and fierce ice blue eyes adding to his intimidating figure.

     Without hesitation Kirishima charged toward the man, landing a punch to the man's jaw. The red head stood there, stunned. The man didn't even flinch. He tried yet again to injure the man, throwing another punch to his stomach. This time the man grabbed the red heads fist, twisting it. Kirishima groaned, his shoulder screaming to his brain for the pain to stop. His arm was quickly let go of as a punch was planted to his own face. The all to familiar feeling of blood, his skin severed, the red liquid soaked into the fabric of his mask from the cut on his eyebrow. Breathing heavily, Kirishima got back into a fighting stance, rolling his shoulders.

     The man chuckles again before kicking the red head in the back, and punched him in the stomach. Kirishima fell to the ground, hissing in pain. He grit his teeth as he held a hand up to him stomach.  As he was trying to get up he was quickly pushed back down by the boot of the black haired man. The man grasped the neck of the red head, holding him to the wall, cutting off his air supply. Kirishima clawed, kicked, and pushed at the man muscular arms.

     He was too strong, the man was too strong. He needed to think. Kirishimas lungs burned with the need for oxygen as he remembered something. He then quickly reached his hand down to grab the small knife from it's sheath on the mans hip . He quickly and swiftly brought the knives up to the arm of his attacker, slicing through the skin of the man's forearm. His arm now gushing blood the man let go of Kirishima's neck allowing him to breath. He dropped the knife and ran across the ally to the other wall.
"YOU LITTLE SHIT!" The man spoke through a closed jaw. He picked up the knife and chucked it at Kirishima. The knife pierced through the air before it grazed the red heads right eye. The fabric of his mask was severed and his eye was exposed is the deep red liquid leaked from the deep gash in his skin.
"AAAH, FUCK!!" Kirishima hissed, holding a hand up to his eye to try and slow the bleeding. After a second the red head stood up straight, glaring straight at the man. He took a deep breath and started sprinting towards him. Just before the gap between the two was closed Kirishima launched himself into the air, his heal smacked into the cheek bone of the man and made a cracking sound. While still in the air he made a quick chance at the boy who was still sitting in the corner, he made eye contact with him, they both stared into each other's eyes for what seamed like hours before the boy looked away. After he had landed Kirishima walked over to the man that was  groaning out at the agonizing pain as he bled furiously out of his face. He pushed the mans face into the ground and said, "NEVER! Touch ANYONE! Like that again, or next time I won't be so nice!"

     He leaned the man's bleeding body against the wall along with the other two and stuck them securely to the wall with webs. Kirishima called the police and informed them if the situation. After the phone call had ended he gripped his head, feeling the blood from the deep gash by his eye. 

He slowly pivoted on his heal to see the boy  hugging his legs and his head in his knees. His body shook with his unsteady breathing, and as Kirishima got closer he could see that he was crying. He walked over to him and kneeled down, reaching a hand down to touch his arm. But as soon as Kirishima's hand made contact with the boys arm, the boy slapped him in the face and pushed him away. Kirishima lost his balance and toppled over, "Hey I'm not going to hurt you" He said gently. At this point the boy had his hands in front of his face and his legs clenched together. As he realized nobody was touching him he let down his arms and started sobbing quietly. Kirishima moved back over to the blonde and said a soft, "hey..."
The blonde suddenly sat up, "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!! I ALMOST GOT FUCKING R*PED AND YOU EXPECT ME TO NOT REACT! I feal so pathetic, I probably deserved it.." He then fell onto his knees lightly resting his head on Kirishima's thigh and started sobbing.
Hesitantly, the red head put his hand on the boys back waiting for a reaction. When it never came he softly rubbed it while saying, "You're safe now" and, "you did absolutely nothing to deserve this"  After a few minutes of Kirishima gently rubbing the boys back and comforting him, he finally calmed down enough to speak.
Once he sat up the blonde said, "I'm sorry..."
Kirishima smiled softly towards the blonde, "you don't need to apologize you did nothing wrong" he said, "do you want me to take you home?"
The boy rubbed his eyes, "sure, whatever"  he said getting up with Kirishima
"Ok, hold on" said Kirishima as he grabbed the boys waist and swung off the ground using one of his webs. As they went the blonde gave him simple  directions as to where to go. After a few minutes the blonde caught himself staring into the heroes eye. The deep red of the irises seemed to be calling to him, pulling him in as he examined every part of the fiery red orbs. Each strand of color pulling him in even further. And the deep cut on his eyelid still leaking blood. He got pulled out if his fantasy when he realized the hero was looking down at him. The hero smiled and the boy pushed his face into his chest out of embarrassment. After a while they made it to the blondes house. Kirishima swung down and landed on his porch, letting go of the boys waist. "Ok, here we are..." Kirishima said with a smile.
The blonde turned towards the door, "Yea, thanks I guess..." He said softly.
Kirishima laughed softly, "Of course! and your sure your okay...? I know I've asked alre-"
The boy turned back around, "I'm fine"
"Your sure" Kirishima retorted.
The boy glared at him, "Yes I'm fucking sure! Spider boy"
"Hey! It's spider man!" He laughed as the blonde stood in the doorway. What he didn't know was that the boy was staring at him, taking in every tiny details of the area of his face that was visible. He took in all his features is smooth skin, ravishing eyes, and how his cheek squished up against his eye when he smiled. Just his squished up cheek alone was enough to fill the blondes stomach with butterflies. His eyes traveled back up from Kirishima's cheek to his cut, "hey, do you you wanna take care of that" he said gesturing his arm towards the cut.
Kirishima smiled agian, "Nah, it's cool, I'll just clean it up when I get home. Thanks though!"
The blonde opened his door and turned to walk inside, "Bye I guess..."
Kirishima gave a gentle wave before turning to walk away. "Bakugou..."
"Hmm?" The hero said turning around.
"My name, Bakugou Katsuki" he responded with pink dusting his still damp cheeks. 
"See you around Bakugou!" Kirishima says with a smile before swinging away.
"Yea see you around" Bakugou said quietly, his blush only growing. After the hero was out of sight he walked inside and closed the door only to sink to the ground and feel his face light on fire as he whispered, "fuck..."

                    //The next day//

As Kirishima was getting ready he examined the large slash that was on his eyebrow, the one the big man from the night before left him. He put some bandages over it and put his hair up in a half bun and started to get dressed. He decided on black jeans and a white shirt paired with a black/grey and white flannel. He also put on some matte black earrings as well as some rings and his black converse.

As he was making his way to class he spotted a familiar tuft of blonde hair. Bakugou was standing outside the classroom zoned out, his normally bright pale skin was dull and had light purple bags under his eyes, his hair was messy and overall he didn't look that great,  he was wearing a tan sweater over a white shirt with black pants and converse. Every part of Kirishima's body wanted to go over and talk to him but the thought that Bakugou might recognize him was clouding his brain.  Yet he found himself staring. He was so lost staring at the blondes figure he didn't even notice the small motion of him looking back at him. As soon as Kirishima did realize that the blonde was looking back he felt himself flush then looked away quickly. Out of his peripheral he saw the blonde.give a slight shrug before returning to his earlier state, in which Kirishima subconsciously started looking again, not noticing his yellow haired best fired walking up to him.
Just a second later Denki walked up to the red head and wrapped his arm around his shoulder, " Whatcha ya starin at kiri?"
"N-nothing!" Kirishima quickly retorted.
Despite Kirishimas defiance, Denki followed his line of sight to none other than Katsuki Bakugou. Denki.gave the red head a light punch on the shoulder, "AAAW, does Kiri have a little crush on the angry dandelion?" He said in a cutesy tone.
"Oh shut up!!" Kirishima retorted quickly. The red head then gave Denki  a side eye look. A look that Denki knew very well.
The yellowed hair boys face went from happy to concerned, "Ooh" he stated, "that was who-"
"Mhm" Kirishima responded.
Denki glanced over at the individual in question, "what happened?" He asked just as the bell rang.
The two walked inside the classroom, "I'll tell you later I promise"

After everyone got into their seats the professor started the lesson. "If you can recall from yesterday I told you that you all will be starting a group project today." Aizawa started, "your groups have already been assigned so no you can not work with whomever you'd like." A chain of sighs and groans traveled throughout the room. "The groups are as follows... Bla bla bla... Bla bla bla... Bla bla bla...bla bla bla... And Kirishima and Bakugou. Now find your partners and get started.

Kirishima was about to walk out the door and find a cliff to jump off of. He literally could of been paired with anyone else. But NO it just had to be the person the he saved the night before. He must've been out of it cause next thing he knew there was someone standing infront of him. The red head looked up and was met with the same ash blonde hair and scorching red eyes from earlier. "You're Kirishima right?"
Kirishima rubbed his forehead, "Hmm?"
Bakugou sighed, "Your name?" He paused, "It is Kirishima right?"
Kirishima flushed out of embarrassment, "Y-yea it is, sorry"
"Good" the blonde stated, plopping his textbook on the table in front of the red head.

After a only a few minutes of working Kirishima kept catching himself taking short glances at the boy across from him. It even got to the point where he was full on staring. The blonde noticed this, "Are you ok?" He asked.
Kirishima scratched the back of his neck and gave a big smile, "Yep! Totally fine..."

Bakugou's eyes went straight to his cheek. There it was... That feeling. The same one he got the night before. With Spider man. Bakugou examined the supple skin it to find that it was completely identical to the heros from the night before. His face flushed as he remembered what happened that night. How the hero held him and comforted him. How gentle the hero was with him. He remembered how he felt after the hero left him. How he was sad when the hero swung away with his webs.
His thoughts were interrupted by the tired voice of his professor, "Alright. That's enough for today. Get a good nights sleep and we'll pick back up tomorrow"
The two boys along with the rest of the class started packing up their thing, making their way to the door. They both headed towards the door but right before they parted ways the blonde spoke up, "Thanks for saving me yesterday..." He said just loud enough to make Kirishima stop in his tracks. He was frozen, had Bakugou really recognized him. He must of stood there for a while because the rest of the class had already cleared the hallway. It was just the two of them.
"H-huh" Kirishima stuttered out of fear.
Bakugou sighed, "you heard me!"
The red head turned around to face the blonde, "I-i don't know what y-your talking about" he said trying to make it sound as convincing as possible but failing.
Bakugou started walking towards him, "Bull shit!" He exclaimed, "you saved me from a group of three men who were trying to fucking r*pe me!" Tears were forming in his eyes as his face softened, "I remember you. I remember your stupid face, your stupid soft skin, your stupid beautiful eyes, and the stupid way your cheek squished you eye when you smile." He stopped.as.a.tear fell down his cheek.
"I-i" Kirishima tried before getting cut off.
The blonde wipes his cheek with his sleeve, "you wanna know why I remember all that crap!?" He paused, " I remembered all that because you were the only one who fucking cared. The only one who heard my cries for help. Because YOU comforted me when I needed it, YOU made me feel safe, YOU MADE ME FEEL LOVED. Hell you made me fall for you..." He admitted letting the tears fall down his face. The blonde waited for some sort of reaction, but Kirishima just stood there. Bakugou sniffled before turning around, "fine don't say anything..." He said walking away before he felt a calloused hand clasp his. He was spun around and his lips met with Kirishimas. Bakugou was shocked at first but melted into it. He wrapped his arms around the red heads shoulders as Kirishima cupped his face.
As they pulled away Kirishima wiped away the tears left on Bakugou's skin, "You made me fall for you too" the red head stated, tears spilling from his own eyes as the exchanged another tender loving kiss.
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I hope you liked it!  not sure if I like the ending or not. Tell me what you think!

I will probably not be updating that much I will try. Votes and follows are appreciated :)