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51. Find-Their-Lips-In-The-Dark Kiss

When the lights went out in the dorms Kirishima didn’t know what to expect but it sure wasn’t this. “This” referring to the fact that someone was currently sloppily trailing their mouth around his face. It was moving steadily upwards, clearly looking for Kirishima’s mouth. He didn’t feel like making a scene while Kaminari went to fix the circuit box but he also didn’t mind strangely enough. Suddenly the mouth stopped, Kirishima thought it was over but then a hand roughly grabbed the back of his head, and his lips were smushed together with the other person. When they pulled away Kirishima felt around near the back of his head where he had been yanked forwards.

Jeez i’m getting worked up, i’m all sweaty back there. Wait a moment… sweat?

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    Hawks had met several students with dreams of being a hero, several that did everything to show how heroic they were and what not. The typical thing you’d see everyday since quirks first became a massive part of the world. He honestly did not like most of those kids, the ones that tried to act like All Might constantly or like any other well known hero. It made them lose their character, took away from what would make them unique. He understood it coming from children, but teens in a hero course? It bugged him greatly. 

     It was because of this reason that despite not wanting to interact with any students, he found himself watching Bakugou with interest. Once glance at him and you’d assume he had the potential to become a villain, but Hawks knew that wasn’t true. All Might had mentioned things about him, about his attitude, how he cared, everything. In a weird way, he was a lot like Endeavor, but nothing like him as well. It was funny and he couldn’t help but approach him after school when he spotted him leaving. 

Sparring/Training sentence starters : “Hey! Watch where you’re swinging that!”

Tetsutetsu disregarded the outcry from his foe, instead opting to swing his heavy tail a second time. His assailant continued to evade him, and Tetsutetsu’s breaths were coming heavier now, each one sparkling with frosty dew. He was about ninety percent of the way to telling himself fuck it and blasting this asshole with his icy breath, the fresh springtime growth at the top of the ravine where he’d made his home be damned.

It was a real shame, too. He’d almost been willing to give humankind a second chance before this colossal shithead had come roaring in, declaring himself the “dragon king” or some such shit.

Tetsutetsu had met an actual dragon king before. He hadn’t much liked him, either.

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A Random Kiss || 17. a teasing / sensual kiss.

“You son of a bitch!” Bakugou screeched, utterly mortified as he watched the blue shell circle his character on the screen. He’d been winning by a landslide! Had left Kaminari and the shitty coms in his dust! Then Kaminari had to go and hit him with the worst possible item in the game!

Snarling in frustration, he could hear the blond laughing in his lap. Bakugou had chosen to sit crosslegged on the floor, and Kaminari had laid down in front of him using his lap as a pillow. That fucker! Bakugou had been winning too! And the bastard just laughed!

Growling, Bakugou glared down at his friend. Well if he could play dirty-

Bending down, Bakugou ignored the strain in his back as he lent down. His lips traced over Kaminari’s in an unside down kiss, a grin cocked across his face as his eyes stayed planted on the screen. Kaminari’s character sputtered to a stop, and Bakugou’s sped past him with ease.

Kissing Kaminari harder, his tongue peeked out, swiping over the other’s bottom lip before Bakugou leaned back, all too pleased with himself as his character passed the finishing line.

“I win.”

Kaminari considered himself pretty fucking good at video games. He may as well be since he spent more time playing than he did studying-- something Bakugou made sure to point out nearly every time he caught the electric blond glued to the T.V. Even so, Bakugou was ridiculously competitive. The guy ate, breathed, and slept Victory and made sure to try and rub it in everyone’s face, no matter the subject matter.

Therefore, Kaminari felt absolutely no guilt in using the blue shell he’d just gotten a hold of. Bakugou’s screech as his cart exploded on impact was the most satisfying thing he’d experienced all day and he couldn’t help but laugh at him as his Princess Peach zipped past him.

He was still laughing, even as Bakugou started leaning over. He thought the guy was trying to obscure his vision and was starting to move away in an effort to find a clear field of vision until he felt lips brushing against his own.

Amber eyes snapped wide open and his fingers immediately stilled as his heart hammered against his chest.

What... What was Bakugou doing?

Instantly, his cheeks heated up as the other pressed his lips harder against his own. Electricity buzzed under his skin as sensation overwhelmed him. He almost didn’t register the smug declaration of victory until he heard the end-of-round tune from the television and the iconic whistle signifying he’d ended up in dead last.

“Young Bakugou...” All Might greeted, “Did you need something? I was in the middle of something, but I can make some time for you now, if you need it!” He shoved his ‘Teaching for DUMMIES’ book into a drawer in his desk. None of his students needed to see that. All Might may not have been the world’s greatest teacher, but damn it, if he wasn’t going to be a good mentor to his students...! 

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    At this point, Midoriya knew that the pros were purposely pairing him up with his old childhood friend in hopes of probably building a better relationship for the two of them. 

    He knew that many of them saw still saw the small distaste that the blond had with him, but he wished that they would see that it was actually not as bad as it used to be. After that first night in the dorms, Midoriya had felt like he could communicate a whole lot better with Kaachan and to him, that was all that really mattered. He didn’t want to be friends with the blond, at least not if the other didn’t want it, all he really wanted was for him to listen to him and just to get along, and he had that already thankfully.

    But oh well, there was nothing he could do about his assigned partner, and if anything, this worked out for the both of them. They were both smart students who would pull equal weights on the work and finish in a timely manner. The only problem they were going to probably have, was deciding what they were going to do.

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Grumbling to himself, Bakugou cracked open an eye to peer at the other from within the quilts he’d cocooned himself in. He didn’t agree to this ‘hang-out night’. He’d been dragged here and, no, not putting up a struggle didn’t count as acceptance. It was late in the night and Bakugou wasn’t use to staying awake so damn long. It was cold outside the nest of blankets and, if Kaminari was distracted, maybe he wouldn’t notice Bakugou drifting off. But no, that would be too damn easy.

“It’s fucking cold,” Bakugou complained, opening the other eye to frown at the other. The cold might explain the abundance of blankets though and Bakugou claimed all of them. “I’m not giving any of them up but if you’re going to complain about it just get the hell in.” Shuffling for a moment to try and unravel the blankets folded under him, Bakugou begrudgingly offered an opening for Kaminari to slip in.

In Kaminari’s mind, hanging out with friends and losing sleep after a movie night or even just lazing around to talk about nothing and everything, was a vital part of growing up. This was, of course, made all the more easier to do by shoving them all into dormitories and although this was the furthest experience away from a Summer Camp excursion for fun filled memories, it didn’t stop the blond from taking advantage of his close proximity to the friends he loved so much.

Then again, not everyone felt the same way he did. In fact, Bakugou made it a point to slip away unnoticed for an early bed time, nearly every night! 

Not tonight.

Nope. Kaminari essentially dragged Bakugou out of his room and into his own hectic environment where the lights were all on, snacks were all laid out, and music played out of a small bluetooth speaker on his desk.

Every once in a while, he had something to say-- dumb or otherwise. Bakugou responded with a grunt, a hum, or some sort of derision, depending on the topic, but he’d begun to notice the other was drifting off to sleep when he hadn’t heard any sort of response upon asking the explosive blond what it was like to be a Taurus and whether or not he considered himself a Taurus or an Aries.

Looking down at the other, he’d noticed him curled up in all the blankets, which, wasn’t too big of an issue, but seeing him all bundled up like that reminded him of how cold he was, too. Kaminari was just good at distracting himself.

He tugged at one of the blankets, but there was no give! Bakugou had successfully hoarded all of Kaminari’s blankets.

“You’re hogging all the blankets!” he’d cried out, expecting the other to give at least one up. After all, he didn’t mind sharing.

“I know it’s fucking cold, that’s why I want you to give one up.” he explained, although this wouldn’t be so much of an issue if his room was just a little warmer, but he quite liked sleeping in a cold room. He got to curl up in several blankets and sleep comfortably.

At Bakugou’s response, he huffed, but instantly lightened up the moment the other invited him into the warm cocoon of blankets and he wasted no time in snuggling up close. Maybe too close, but he combated the slight awkwardness in the only way he knew how. 

Ask a stupid question.