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"Hey Eiji?"

"Yeeeeesssss?"

Kirishima looked up from his phone and at the blonde who had just entered the bedroom, his hair a bit damp from a shower.

"A friend of mine wants to go for coffee."

"So.... you want to go, I'm guessing?"

"Yeah? Is that alright with you?"

"Sure! What time?"

"3pm. So in a few hours."

"Okay, I'm gonna go take a quick shower and get dressed."

Kirishima got up from his bed, walking over to place a gentle kiss on Bakugou's lips.

"Love you."

"Love you too, hair for brains."

Kirishima chuckled before grabbing a towel and stepping into the bathroom.

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"Are you ready, Kiri?"

"I'm coming, one second!"

Bakugou sighed as he waited at the door, checking his phone. He heard Kirishima stumble down the stairs, smoothing out the wrinkles in his shirt and grabbing his keys.

"Ready?"

"I've been ready for five minutes, hair for brains."

"Oh shush, let's go."

Bakugou snickered and rolled his eyes, lacing his fingers with Kirishima's and walking down to the coffee shop.

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They arrived at the warm, small shop, the temperature refreshing compared to the cool winter air outdoors. The pair entered the building, Bakugou spotting the green-haired boy sitting in a booth on the other side of the shop. He gently tugged Kirishima's hand.

"He's over there."

Kirishima nodded and walked over with the blonde, taking a seat and waving to the other boy. The greenette waved back, smiling over at Bakugou and sipping his tea.

"Hey Deku."

"Hey Kacchan!"

Kirishima raised an eyebrow, glancing over at Bakugou. Deku looked over at Kirishima and grinned, holding out his hand for the redhead to shake.

"I'm Midoriya Izuku! You must be Kirishima, Kacchan talks about you a lot."

Kirishima smiled and took his hand, shaking it firmly before lacing his fingers with Bakugou's again.

"The one and only. Also, Kacchan?"

"Oh, heh, we were friends when we were little. They're our nicknames for each other!"

Kirishima raised his eyebrows and nodded slowly, looking at Bakugou again.

"What do you want to drink, Baku?"

"I'm alright with an iced coffee, thank you."

Kirishima nodded and got up, walking to the counter and pulling out his wallet.

"Hi, could I get an iced coffee and a warm mugicha please?"

"We don't sell mugicha here, sorry. Could I get you something else?"

"Oh! That's fine. I'll have a melon soda then."

The woman nodded and wrote down the order, handing it back to a male who was making the drinks.

"$6.58."

Kirishima nodded and handed over a few dollar bills (I don't know how yen work so I'll just use USD-), walking over the the counter where the drinks were being served. After a bit of waiting, another woman stepped up and handed him the drinks and receipt, gently brushing his hand and winking at him.

Kirishima rolled his eyes and walked back over to the booth, sitting down and sniggering. He handed Bakugou his drink who was engaged in a conversation with Midoriya, feeling his jealousy and insecurity spike up a bit.

What if I'm not good enough for him? What if he leaves me for Midoriya after he gets all the money he needs from me? What if-

"Eiji?"

"H-Huh?"

"You okay?"

"Oh, yeah. I'm fine. Don't worry."

Kirishima smiled at Bakugou and the blonde nodded, turning back to Midoriya and taking a sip of his drink.

Is this what being a third wheel feels like?

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Gahhhhhhhhhh this chapter is so baaaddddd