#kir

Y/N: Morals, probably.

Bakugo: No. Something important.

Y/N:

Bakugo:

Detco + text posts, 7/?

couldnt decide what to draw tn so i just did the crackships... was flying by the seat of my pants so the action & shoujo split was an interesting coincidence

extra under cut

warn — collage au, suggestive, angst

incl — my favorite red head

your beginning to think your going insane

kirishima is probably one the nicests guy you've met, loyal like a dog, caring, respectful. everything you would look for in a man, or in this case, a bestfriend.

but thats just the issue, you couldnt be sure if your relationship could be described as friend like.

you currently on top of him, loud and sloppy kisses being pressed into his lips, trying not to let the heat overtake you. but it's so fucking hot, his hands in places you'd only let him touch, grinding and groaning like he couldn't live without you.

then he puts his hands up your shirt, fiddling with your bra, and your heart stops. were you really going this far with your supposed best friend? a guy you'd probably been in love with since you'd met him, who you weren't even sure had feelings for you?

suddenly your overwhelmed, tearing your lips away from him and climbing off his lap, he's confused of course. "fuck, are you okay?"

"i, i can't i don–im sorry-" he cuts you off, holding your shoulders gently.

"woah woah woah, slow down, i'm sorry I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. that was to much, i get it, i was just...getting ahead of myself." you only nodded, straightening out your clothes and backing up towards the door.

kirishima looks hurt, "where are you going? again that was to much, i'm sorry. we can just hang out ya know, watch movie, do something chill. i didnt mean to scare you.." he whispered, and you almost gave into the thought.

that was until you remembered how his touch lit you on fire and how yours probably gave him a mild sense of satisfaction he wanted to keep.

you shook your head.

"i..i can't, maybe another day. I have to go home" you sputtered, stomping on your shoes, picking up your bag and slamming the door behind you.

kirishima was left there shocked, you were probably just overwhelmed or something, he'd done to much, gone to far, why had he done that? he couldn't even remember.

but it was fine, you'd said maybe another time. meaning you'd be with him in his arms sooner or later, he was fine. you were fine.

the both of you were fine.

✦ ✦

the both of you were not fine.

you'd walked right past him in the hallways today and kirishima knew you'd seen him because as soon as you did you turned the other direction.

weird, but it was probably just someone behind him you didn't want to talk to. maybe monoma or that girl who'd been bitching to you about her boyfriend for ages. either way, it couldn't have been him? right?

he smiles as usual, but his friends can tell. the not to secret [Name] and Kiri situationship has been broken up.

eijirou is craving your presence which makes it all the worse when you seem to be doing just fine without him.

your laughter more joyful, your smile more pleasant. he loves it and he hates it at the same time.

he'd be lying if he didn't admit he missed you, first and foremost you were his best friend everything complicated and messy came after.

"you havent been around much.." he starts, thankful for the sparse amounts of students in the common room at the moment.

"yeah." is all you say, you don't even spare him a glance, and his heart breaks a little more.

"so..where have you been?" he tries again, a pained chuckle releasing from his lips.

"studying." your picking at your nails, and eijrou almost sobs when he realizes just how far away you really were, opposite end of the couch, knees facing away from him.

he wants to hold you and beg to tell him whats wrong, but instead he just looks trying to find your eyes and failing.

"did..did I do something wrong, I mean i know i was probably being pretty obnoxious but i'm really sorry an-"

"you embarrassed me kirishima." and he flinches a little at your words and at the loss of the sweeter nicknames you usually use for him.

"I--what?"

this is when you finally face him, and kirishima can see it now, the tears threatening to fall and your pained expression, you weren't mad at him.

you were sad.

"you're so kind, so sweet, you kiss me and you cuddle me and do all these things that couples should do, but that's not what we are, everytime you introduce me as your bestfriend, your ride or die as you like to put it. and everytime i cringe because i re-remember how casual this whole thing is for you, and hoe casual it isnt for me, and 2 days ago, when you tried that on me the thought of loosing my virginity to a guy who still calls me his bestfriend even after everything we've done hurt more than anything in the world.

kirishima was speechless, and ge scrambled for words as you left, ignoring the bystanders who'd not s sneakily began to listen in.