OMG WTF 300 READS?????? THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH. Sorry if this is trash. I'm really excited. Also, this has 518 words,  so appreciate it because I have ADHD and ADD so it's hard for me to sit for a long time and I wrote this masterpiece in one sitting.

(KIRISHIMA POV)

Okay, so lemme give you some 🔆exposition🔆

Bakugo and I's relationship had a rough start. He was bad at expressing affection and constantly worried I would leave him, and I was clingy(still am) and needy and pretty much what people imagine when you think of the Overprotective Girlfriend, except a tall muscly dude with the personality of a teddy bear. So yeah, we had some trust issues. Now, it's just an inside joke.

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"Kiri, wake up," Bakugo's voice draws me from sleep. 

"Nooooooooo," I wrap myself in blankets like a burrito, holding Bakugo in my arms.

"Lemme go, babe. We're gonna be late," 

"Fine," I say, pouting. He kisses me on the head before getting up and throwing some of his clothes at me.

"Get dressed,"

Bakugo and I are close to the same height, but he's a lot thinner than me. Not to say he's not strong AF and buff and scary, but his waist is tiny AF and he's a certified Smol Bean. So now I'm sitting through Present Mic's boring lecture in a tank top that's too small for me, AKA you can see eVERYTHING through the shirt. That's not the worst of it, though. In my half-asleep state, he got me to wear LEGGINGS. So, maybe I look super hot and sexy right now, just a little, but at the price of every ounce of pride I've ever had. 

Meanwhile, Bakugo stole one of my sweaters and his own skinny jeans, so he looks adorable(but I'm the only one who could live through saying that to his face). Rude. He's staring at my ass, too. Well jokes on him, because I've stared at his ass too many times to count so HA. 

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That afternoon, I had to stay late to help the lunch ladies clean up. Bakugo straight up left me. RUDE. So, after sprinting home I'm expecting him to be at the door, all, "sorry babe I was tired" or maybe asleep, but I can't find him. HELLO? WHERE IS MY BOYFRIEND? 

I'm running around the house, tearing it apart in search of Bakugo, before hearing snickering from what I now recognize as a mountain of pillows.

"Where are you, babe?" I call out, walking towards the pillow fort.

"In my fortress," He says, dead serious. I can barely keep a straight face, "Fortress Explosion Murder,"

"Pfft. More like fortress Trust Issues,"

Bakugo laughs, it would be a giggle if his voice wasn't so deep and raspy. "The Fortress of Trust Issues, only one brave soul has gotten in," 

"Awww, baaaaaaaabe," I reach into the fort, wrapping my arms around his small form. He easily pulls me in, because as I've mentioned earlier, he's ripped as hell. 

He ends up on my lap, arms wrapped around my neck. I comb my fingers through his suprisingly soft hair. You'd think it'd be tangled, but his hair is really smooth, just spiky.

"I love yoooou," I say

"Love you too,"