#franeridan

“Go talk with him! It’s a party, now’s your time to grab him up since there’s no fans to compete with and just us.” Someone had hooked up their playlist to the speakers and they were just jamming out, alcohol being shared, and food brought out from the changing rooms.

Meanwhile, across the party was Bakugou speaking with the singer and guitarist of their band, Jirou, who was also, consequently, his friend.

“Pretty boy still keeps looking over here.”

“I know.” Bakugou hid his blush behind his cup of alcohol, not knowing what the hell it was but it burned his throat well.

“It’s after the show. Better grab him up before someone else keeps stealing his attention.” Jirou stared at Kirishima before glancing at Bakugou, who chugged down his cup.

“I know.”

“You going to actually move your ass?”

“I will.” He hissed at Jirou but there was no heat behind it. He knew he had to speak with Kirishima. The guy was gorgeous with his red hair, and spiking it up or leaving it down, or the crazy way it was now with most of it still down but the front falling into his face as bangs due to working so hard and for so long during their show. He was always bright and bubbly, smiling, and staring at him with such awestruck eyes. Any guy would fall in love with that. And, Bakugou had overheard that he was gay, which worked out well in his favor. But Kirishima was also, undeniably out of his league.

“You got this.” Jirou encouraged him and normally Bakugou might roll it off his shoulder but tonight he needed it so he nodded.

“Yeah. I got this.” Bakugou straightened his back, squared his shoulders and he rolled his head to get the kinks out of his neck. It was like he was squaring up for a battle in a way he was. Then, he walked right on over to Kirishima.

“Oh! Oh! He’s coming over here.” Mina grinned, hands pinching at Kirishima’s side. “I bet he’s coming over to speak with you!” She could see Kirishima’s eyes spinning as he did his best not to look in Bakugou’s direction.

“There’s no way.” He whispered hurriedly at her, refusing to look and about to call Mina delusional when he heard the gruff voice over his shoulder.

“Hey,” Bakugou cleared his throat, feeling like he sounded too weak. “Kirishima.”

And Kirishima could’ve died right there on the spot for THE Bakugou Katsuki calling his name like that.

“Y-Yes, Bakugou?” He turned, a nervous wreck but smiling all the same.

“Want to grab a drink?” Oh that was the stupidest thing he’s ever said – and totally uncool. They were at a party, not somewhere to leave for a bar, and there were drinks everywhere. While the blonde mentally kicked himself, the redhead was having a similar meltdown.

“Say yes!” Mina whispered, actually pushing him forward.

“S-Sure!” Kirishima nodded. Bakugou nodded.

“Cool.” And then turned towards where they had the drinks sitting out on a plastic fold out table. Kirishima glanced back at Mina who was shooing him,

“Go! Go!” Mina gave him two thumbs up and a happy smile as she winked. Kirishima smiled then, feeling a confidence booster from his pinky-haired friend, and headed after Bakugou to the drinks.

Bakugou immediately picked up the same colored drink of what he had had before; pleased to find that it was in fact the same. He needed the burn to wake him up from saying anything else that was stupid. Then, he turned to Kirishima who had finally caught up to his side. “Is there anything in particular you want to drink?” He was the one who initiated so he better step it up here.

“Not going to lie, I’d prefer a wine cooler right now.” Kirishima admitted. He wouldn’t risk drinking something harder than that unless he was officially off of work and could let loose. Bakugou nodded stiffly and searched the table and the surrounding coolers till he found one. He brought it to him, top popped off already.

“One wine cooler as requested.” Well now he sounded cheesy as fuck.

Kirishima took it with a smile. “Thank you.” He drank quite a bit, needing the courage right then and there. But then, they both stood there awkwardly, for a solid fifteen minutes. They just drank their drinks, Bakugou retrieved another wine cooler for Kirishima when he finished his, and another cup of his own. Suddenly they both turned to one another.

“Would you –” “Do you wanna –” They both blinked, stopping as they spoke at the same time. They laughed together then and Bakugou kept a small smile while Kirishima’s smile was a lot less nervous and more relaxed.

“You first.” Bakugou insisted, wondering what the pretty security guy would want to say to him.

“Okay, well,” Kirishima gripped the wine cooler in his hand and he looked down towards his feet. “This might be a bit forward and weird for me to come out of the blue with… I am just your security guy after all… but,” Kirishima looked up at Bakugou, face as red as his hair. “Would you want to go out sometime? Like on a date?”

Bakugou blinked, staring blankly at the awaiting and very nervous Kirishima. He couldn’t believe it. A wild grin spread across his face, a trademark of his that was undeniably sexy to Kirishima.

“Yeah I would. Ya beat me to the punch actually.” He ran a hand over one shaved side of his head. “I wanted to ask you out.”

“Wha-What?” Kirishima couldn’t believe it, but then he smiled, feeling an enormous amount of feelings bubbling up in his chest. “Well, I guess that means we were both waiting till after this show, huh?”

“Yeah, guess so.” Bakugou grinned. “…couldn’t let that awestruck look of yours go unanswered.” Kirishima definitely turned as red as a tomato then. “I like that look you’re wearing now too.”

“Hey!” Kirishima was so embarrassed. “I can’t help it… you can be so smooth sometimes.”

“Only cause you give me that confidence.”

“Well… I’ll be happy to give you more confidence.”

“Good. Now…” Bakugou held out his hand, setting his drink down. “It’s not a club or anything and whoever hooked their playlist up has got some shitty music – but do you want to dance?”

“Yeah, yeah I do.” Kirishima smiled, taking his hand and setting his drink down as well. As soon as he did Bakugou grabbed his other hand and backed him up onto the dance floor.

“Then alright, let’s celebrate to traveling the world together.”

“Now that sounded incredibly cheesy Bakugou.” Kirishima teased and it was Bakugou’s turn to blush.

1. The first song describes how you die:

MAD or DIE by LM.C (haha)

2. The second song describes your love life:

Tomorrow by SR-71 3. The third song plays at your wedding:

Para enredar- Jarabe de Palo

4. Add “in my pants” to the fourth one:

All star (in my pants) - Smash mouth

5. This song plays at your funeral:

Holdong on to You- Twenty-One Pilots (I approve)

6. Your theme song:

Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag by Minntes- pretty baby

7. This song plays when you think of something you love:

Non-toxic by SR-71

8. Add with a “shovel and screwdriver”:

Langtree’s Lament (with a shovel and screwdriver)- OTGW ST

9. This one describes your week:

I want you to want me- SR-71

10. This song plays when you miss someone:

Sing, sing, sing – Benry Goodman (heh not rly but man is this catchy)

Well this was interesting to make ;V;

Tagging~ (as per usual you’re free to skip it if you’d rather not do it!)