Inspired by @...distressedbisexual from tiktok, so all credits go to them! Please go check them out if you haven't already! They're also a kiribaku shipper, and super hooked on angst. Their newest series is really good so far, although I won't spoil it. So if that's something you're craving, you know what to do! And this is coming from someone who doesn't ship it, so you know it's good.

Hidden in her room, Momo was desperately trying to focus on her reading. Unsurprisingly, it wasn't working. The only thing on her mind was a constant loop of previous events from yesterday. Just as she was about to chuck her book at her wall from frustration, her door suddenly flung open and Bakugou stormed in.

"I have to know, how badly did Jirou fuck up?" He nearly yelled, clearly holding in a smirk.

"Hello, Bakugou," Momo replied, staring at him with a pointed look. She had tried a thousand times before to make him realise that kindness would probably get him everything.

As always, Katsuki ignored it, instead choosing to roll his eyes and demand, "Just answer the damn question!"

"I have no clue what you're talking about," Yaoyorozou elected to reply nonchalantly, wanting Katsuki to rephrase the question in a nicer way. It was usually the only was he did oblige, when he wanted something.

"Look, I'm not stupid, I gave Jirou very simple instructions but she's a dumbass so-" Bakugou said, getting cut off.

"Don't call her a dumbass!" Momo yelled, slamming her book shut.

"Oh, you got it bad. You got it worse than fucking Jirou!" Katsuki laughed, although he was clearly pleased.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," Yaoyorozou tried to deny, sensing that Katsuki was not about to forget and would most likely lord it over her head for the next millennium.

"Oh please, don't think you can hide this bullshit from me," Bakugou sneered, glaring at her for even attempting to contradict the obvious.

Engaging in an intense staring contest where both of them were hoping to convince the other to give in, Momo was the first to look away.

"Fine, I like Jirou," she mumbled, desperately fighting down a blush at having admitted it out loud.

Grinning in victory, Bakugou took a second to gloat in the atmosphere of content defeat surrounding Momo before continuing his demands, "Now, I ask again, how badly did she fuck up?"

Giggling slightly, Yaoyorozou couldn't keep the fondness out of her voice, "Ok, it was bad but it was very nice!"

Rolling his eyes at her defending Jirou, Katsuki continued pestering Momo, "Tell me what happened."

"Well, I noticed that she was limping a little after she, uh, she," Momo started, hesitating so much that Bakugou cut in.

"Fell down the stairs, yes yes yes, I know about that," he sighed, pressuring Momo to carry on and stop stalling.

"Right, well, I offered for us to go vb to my room so I could maybe look at it and, well," Yaoyorozou paused again.

"Well?" Katsuki demanded, hungry for the details.

"So, I bandaged it up, and right as I was leaving back she was leaving forward and I kind of headbutted her on the nose," she quickly said, her words blurring into one.

Luckily for both of them, Katsuki has had a lifetime of Izuku mumbling at the worst of lighting, so deciphering mashed up words was his speciality. It was second nature at this point.

"You did not!" gasped Bakugou, slamming his hand over his mouth.

"Yep, and now there is blood all over my 1000 thread count Egyptian sheets," Momo said, defeated. However, she couldn't keep the fine look off of her face, something which Katsuki didn't notice. He was too busy laughing at the idiocy of his friends.

"Oh my God, that's even worse than I fucking expected!" giggled Katsuki at their misfortune.

"It's not that big of a deal! And it was cute, okay?" Yaoyorozou defended them, blushing at Katsuki laughing openly at the mess they always caused dancing around each other.

"And what did you do after that?"

"Well, after that I took her to Recovery Girl so that she could get her nose fixed. But we're getting coffee next week!" Momo exclaimed, trying her hardest to get Bakugou to stop laughing at her.

"After all of that and you're still going on a date? Oh my fucking God," teased Katsuki lightheartedly, not understanding how they were able to be that in love.

"You just had to be there, okay?" Momo defended them, although she knew nothing she would ever do would make Katsuki see their point of view.

"Sure," snorted Bakugou, shaking his head.

"Good," sulked Yaoyorozou, wanting to go back to reading whatever book she has snatched off of the shelf and wanting Bakugou to leave her alone.

"I'll let you get back to reading the dictionary, then," Katsuki laughed.

Looking down in surprise, Momo was confused when she didn't see a dictionary. Glancing up, she saw that Katsuki was already at the door, smirking at her.

"Made you look," he teased, closing the door a second before the aforementioned book crashed into the area his face had been. Momo had always had a good aim.

"Fucking dickhead," Momo mumbled, although she went straight back to thinking about Jirou, dreamily wondering what their coffee date was going to be like. She hoped it would go smoothly and wouldn't end in flames like last time. Or a cracked aquarium. Or a park covered in snow in the middle of June.

Soon enough, the two girls were standing in silence outside the front gates. They were avoiding each others faces, to awkward to do otherwise. So far, Momo couldn't help but berate herself internally. Once again, her carefully thought out plans weren't working and they looked like two dorks. Something which Katsuki had pointed out too many times.

"Do you want to go, then?"

"Let's leave, if that's okay," they both said at the same time.

"Oh, sorry!"

"Sorry, you go," once again, they spoke at one in an effort to apologise.

"Oh God, you can start!"

"Sorry, this is a mess!" staring at each other for a second, they both burst out in laughter.

"Right, okay, you can go. For real, this time," Kyouka said, smiling at Momo.

The embarrassing atmosphere seemed to have melted away, and both girls were back to normal. Once they finally got to walking, comfortable chatter surrounded them. While they were walking, they were so absorbed in what the other was saying or doing that neither of them noticed the knowing glances that people around them gave them. Everyone around them knew how in love they were, which goes to show how bad they were at hiding it.

"We're here!" Kyouka suddenly interrupted, halting their talk for penguins. Neither of them were sure how they got there, but it doesn't matter.

Looking around, Momo was surprised to see her favourite cafe in front of them. It was a quaint and quiet little place, and the owners were family friends. She had introduced the ship to her friends, and now their group were regulars.

"Here?" she asked, pointing.

"Yep! Bakugou had showed us it. He had said that Midoriya had brought him here. Apparently someone else had brought Midoriya, Bakugou said he doesn't know or care. We both know that's a lie, and we made sure to make fun of him. But yeah, it's really good. Have you ever been?" Jirou asked.

"Yeah, I have. My parents are close friends with the owners. I showed it to Izuku," Yaoyorozou laughed, surprised at how Jirou had known about it.

"Really? That's so cool! Well, let's go in, I'm starving," she muttered the last part, although Momo heard.

"You're right," and with that, they both went in.

"Hello!" Momo called, Jirou following shortly afterwards, although with less enthusiasm. Out of the two of them, Momo had always been the more sociable.

"Momo, dear, is that you?" someone called from the back.

"It is, auntie! And I brought a friend. I believe you know her?" Yaoyorozu answered, making her way to the back. Jirou followed behind her, awkwardly smiling at people they passed.

From the half-open door a short, seemingly elderly woman appeared, covered from head to toe in flour. She politely greeted the customer being served before walking closer to Momo and Kyouka, carefully treading so that as little mess as possible will be created. However, once she got near Yaoyorozu, she hugged her tightly, not worrying about her clothes. It didn't seem as though Momo minded as she hugged back just as hard. Jirou was left shuffling her feet on the side, unsure of herself.

"It's so good to see you! You should come more," the woman scolded Momo, although without any mean intention.

"But I come every other week! Minimum!" protested Yaoyorozu, pouting in a way which made Kyouka smile and filled her face with adoration.

"It's not enough. Now, it's this lovely lady next to you your girlfriend?" the baker asked, carefully assessing Jirou.

"Auntie! Don't embarrass me," Momo gasped, blushing. Kyouka also couldn't help but turn bright red, although she wishes that she could say yes.

"Nonsense! Come, I'll let you sit in the back. Ren had missed you."

"Is he here? I've missed him too," Momo grinned, grabbing Jirou's hand and dragging her along.

They were led to a small room with a cosy seating and gentle lighting. There were toys strewn about in a crazy manner and even some children's books.

"Ren, Momo's here!" she shouted, before turning to the girls with an apologetic smile, "I'm really sorry, I would stay longer but I have some cakes currently in the oven that I don't want to burn. I'll send some food as soon as possible."

"It's okay, thank you for having us!" Momo said, hugging the little lady one more time before she vanished. In her place, a young boy of about 6 appeared, barrelling his way to Yaoyorozu with tremendous speed.

"Momo!" he screamed in glee, jumping at her.

"Ren!" Momo exclaimed, scooping him up. They both had wide grins on their faces, and it warmed Jirou's heart in a way nothing has before. It almost scared her if it hadn't had been such a good feeling.

"Who's she?" The boy, Ren, asked, pointing at Kyouka.

"I'm Jirou, Kyouka Jirou. And you?" Jirou replied, waving.

"My name's Ren," he answered, grinning toothily. "Are you the Jirou Momo always talks about?"

"Ren!" hissed Yaoyorozu, embarrassed.

"Maybe. What does she say about me?" Kyouka asked, enjoying the opportunity to tease her closest friend.

"Well, she says that you're really pretty. And funny. And that you can do good music. And the you're really pretty!" Ren supplied, not noticing Momo's glare. Or maybe he did notice and was ignoring it.

"Does she?" Jirou laughed, winking clumsily at her. Despite her inexperience, it got the desired effect as it left Yaoyorozu a blushing mess.

For the next couple of hours, the tiny room was filled with noise and laughter. Ren quickly fell in love with Kyouka, showing her all of his toys. Jirou returned the sentiment, gladly listening to his long and confusing 6-year-old tales. At one point, she even showed his a couple of her playlists, and the two girls sat through a long dance show he put on. All of them enjoyed it, although Momo made many jokes about how her favourite nephew got stolen. Throughout their stay, a steady supply of food and drinks arrived through the door, even after they started to protest saying the they were stuffed. Once the two girls finally dragged themselves away, promising Ren to come back soon, that left with a bag full of food.

"That was fun," Jirou commented, smiling widely.

Nodding, Momo didn't trust herself to say anything. It seemed that, miraculously, she had fallen even more in love with her shorter friend.

"So, you think I'm pretty?" Kyouka asked, humor dancing in her eyes.

"Shut up," grumbled Yaoyorozu, promising to have a long talk with Ren. And to embarrass him in the future if he ever has a crush over.

Giggling, Jirou stared at Momo with stars in her eyes.

"What?" questioned Yaoyorozu, blushing at the intense eye contact.

"Nothing, I just think that you're pretty as well," Jirou whispered.

Laughing, Momo had to restrain herself from kissing Kyouka. She didn't want to overstep any boundaries. Instead, she settled on walking even closer, their hands brushing occasionally. It left flutters in their stomach and redness in their cheeks.

Once they got back to their dorms, with Jirou walking Momo to her door, they were left in silence. Both of them were enchanted by the other. They couldn't help but exchange bashful glances accompanied by small smiles.

"I really enjoyed today," Momo said at last.

"Yeah, me too," Jirou nodded.

"We should do this again," Yaoyorozu uttered before pressing a quick kiss on Kyouka's cheeks and vanishing into her room before her companion had time to react.

Staring at the door in surprise, Jirou couldn't control the squeal that came out of her mouth. Rushing to Bakugou's dorm, she wasn't surprised to find him wide awake despite it being past his bed time. He had been waiting for her, and the food she had promised to bring. Jirou spent the night talking and laughing, enduring all of the quips and comments from Katsuki in exchange for him listening to her fangirling. At last, when Bakugou managed to chase her out of his room, Jirou was really happy with life. She couldn't wait to see Momo again.