Kirishima

Kirishima slept like a freaking baby that night, having fallen into such a restful slumber with a feeling of satisfaction held within him. He'd been through several snowball fights in his time, but never anything as big or intense as that one. It wasn't even due to the fact that he'd been the one to finally hit Bakugou in the end-it was because he was proud to have talked his roommate into joining in on the fun in the first place, and for Bakugou's first snowball fight (that Kirishima was admittedly still a bit skeptical about) to be so damn fun.

Their conversation about it before they'd settled in to sleep had Bakugou's eyes shining with a kind of light Kirishima had never seen in them before. And he'd grinned more, even if it was cocky in the 'I'm gonna kick your ass next time' kind of way, or in pride that it had taken nearly twenty minutes for anyone to land a hit on him (according to Mr. Yamada, who'd been supervising the entire thing). Bakugou's usually sort of petulant, abrasive attitude was there, as it always was, but he'd been a lot brighter somehow. And Kirishima was more than ecstatic to see him that way.

When Kirishima awoke, it was no surprise to find Bakugou still sound asleep. It was only a few minutes before his alarm was supposed to go off, and he lifted his phone to find a text message from Kaminari.

>School's canceled again - power outage screwed a bunch of stuff up that they have to fix.

Before responding Kirishima peeked out the window. The thick layer of clouds still hung overhead but the snowfall had finally stopped. In the end, though, he eyeballed it to be nearly ten inches layering everything that hadn't been shoveled or plowed.

>Cool. Meet me in the lounge, he responded.

After stretching, tying his hair back, and tossing his blanket messily over his pillows, Kirishima padded down the hall toward the lounge where Kaminari already was, playing a solo game of Super Smash Bros. He was unsurprisingly the only one there but didn't so much as flinch or look up when Kirishima flopped onto the couch beside him.

"Mornin', man," he said. "You practicing to finally kick Jirou's ass?"

"Yup. Need all the skill I can get."

Sleepily, Kirishima chuckled. "You got a long way to go, my friend."

Kaminari didn't reply, so Kirishima settled in to watch. Honestly, Kaminari was pretty good when he was up against the NPCs, even on a harder difficulty. It was almost like his brain short-circuited when he was opposing his girlfriend and only once had he beat her, and that was only because she'd gotten a cramp in her hand from fighting nonstop for nearly four hours straight. He'd gotten lucky.

Eventually people started to trickle into the lounge, Sero being one of them as he sleepily planted himself on the chair to Kirishima's left, and a while after that even Jirou and Mina showed up, having trekked all the way over from the girls' lounge.

"Why don't we ever hang out in our lounge?" Mina complained sleepily.

"We do," Kaminari said.

"But like... in the morning," she mumbled, slumping into a beanbag chair.

"G'morning to you, too," he said. "And happy second day off."

"Yeah, yeah, good morning," she mumbled through a yawn. "We're missing so much school this year, it's so w-" Mina stopped short and sat up, her eyes widening and fixating directly on Kirishima. "What is that?" she practically gasped.

"Huh? What?" Kirishima mumbled, glancing down himself.

"That!" she squealed, suddenly very awake. She jumped up like her legs were made out of springs and bounded over to him, only allowing him so much time to reel as her fingers went after something on his chest. It was only then when he realized what she was talking about-the tag. The tag Bakugou had given him as a late birthday present. Her eyes were wide and full of curiosity as she studied it. "Where'd you get this?" she asked.

"Um..." Kirishima lifted a hand to scratch his head sheepishly. "Bakugou gave it to me," he mumbled.

If possible, Mina's eyes grew even larger. "Are you serious?!"

"Wait, what did Bakugou give you?" Kaminari asked without tearing his eyes from his Smash Bros battle.

"A freaking necklace!" Mina gushed.

"What?" asked Sero.

"Really?" Jirou mumbled, leaning around Kaminari to see.

"Yeah, guys," Kirishima said with a shrug, though even he could feel a small smile tugging at his lips. "It was just a late birthday present. 'S not a big deal."

Carefully Mina placed the tag back where it hung naturally. "'No big deal' my butt," she said, crossing her arms with a pointed stare. "It's from Bakugou! Of course it's a big deal! I told you he l-"

"Okay, okay, shh!" Kirishima hushed quickly, holding his hands up. "He's my friend, Mina. You guys got me stuff. I get you guys stuff for your birthdays. It's normal, and it doesn't mean anything like that." As much as I wish it did.

"But you also let him borrow your stuff, and he did," Sero pointed out.

"Yeah! What was with that yesterday?" Mina asked. "How come he wore your hoodie?"

Kirishima could see the smirk in Mina's eyes and he scrambled to explain, "It's because he didn't have the proper stuff to wear in the snow! So I let him borrow my hoodie so he'd stay warm! Seriously!"

Mina scrutinized him for a moment more before she relaxed a bit. "Alright, that makes sense. But I'm still not convinced he doesn't like you," she said, that smirk finally snaking its way to her lips. She reached out and ruffled Kirishima's hair, which he promptly swatted her hand away from, and skipped back over to her seat.

"So whatcha guys wanna do with our second day off?" Sero asked. "Another snowball fight?"

"Uuugh," Mina moaned. "I'm still wiped out from yesterday. It's like I went to P.E. anyway."

"Yeah, I'm kinda sore from yesterday, too," Kirishima admitted. "Today should just be more low key."

"Here here," Jirou agreed from her spot, leaning heavily against Kaminari as she scrolled lazily through her phone.

"Aw, y'all are lame," Sero joked. "What about..."

Their conversation faded to the background as Kirishima's attention shifted from it to his phone that had vibrated with a message. An Instagram notification lit up the screen-a private message from none other than 'fuck_off.'

>Where tf are you

The lounge, Kirishima replied swiftly. School's canceled again.

"...just do a movie day or something," Jirou was saying as Kirishima tuned back in.

"Oohh, a movie day sounds great," Mina said, stretching herself out on the bean bag chair. "We should watch The Iron Giant!"

"That's a kid's movie," Sero said.

"And the sky is blue," Mina retaliated. "Wouldja like to point out any other obvious facts?"

"I'm pretty sure if we watch that, Denki will cry," Jirou said.

"I will not!" Kaminari defended.

"Hey, s'okay, man," Kirishima said, patting his shoulder. "What that giant does is super manly so I'd probably cry, too," he admitted.

"See! It's a good movie," Mina said.

"Who the fuck is crying about what, now?" came a sleepy, muttering voice from behind them. Kirishima turned to find Bakugou, clearly still half asleep, shuffling toward them from the hallway and a smile easily found its way onto his face.

"Yo, Bakubro!" Sero piped up. Bakugou immediately sent him a glare at the nickname.

"Hey, man," Kirishima said. "Guess we're gonna watch some movies today and we were talking about how Kaminari's gonna cry if we watch The Iron Giant."

"Hey! You said you'd cry, too!" Kaminari grumbled.

"The fuck is The Iron Giant?" mumbled Bakugou as he flopped into the beanbag chair next to Mina.

"Dude! What kind of sad freaking childhood did you have?" Sero asked. "No snowball fights, and now we learn you've never even seen one of the best kids' movies ever made?"

"I didn't watch many kids' movies," Bakugou muttered.

"Then what the hell did you watch?" Jirou piped up.

"Lots of shit."

"You're so uncultured," Mina sighed, shaking her head. "But I think that decides it! We're gonna make Bakugou watch The Iron Giant."

Despite Bakugou's instant frown, he didn't argue as Mina got up and went to the movie cabinet to fish out the DVD. As she did, Kaminari turned off the game console and asked, "Hey, are we gonna have breakfast, or...?"

"Alright, alright," Mina said as she returned and tossed the movie onto the table. "Breakfast and then movie."

"How 'bout breakfast and movie? They restocked the lounge kitchen with cereal stuff, so we don't even have to go all the way to the mess hall if we don't wanna," Kaminari said.

A collective agreement traveled around the group as they all lazily stood up and shuffled toward the kitchen. Bowls and spoons were retrieved and a variety of cereal boxes were pulled from the cabinet and piled onto the table in the middle of their lounge area. Much to Kirishima's disappointment, everyone sat back where they'd been when they settled in to watch the movie, leaving him seated across the area from Bakugou.

The six of them went through two entire boxes of cereal and one whole gallon of milk by themselves as they ate and hadn't even made it halfway through the movie by the time they were done. By then it was clear Bakugou was more interested in his phone than the movie despite Mina's occasional nagging for him to pay attention. Kirishima took it as an opportunity and pulled up their Instagram messages.

>You sure you're cool w/ watching this? he typed.

>Don't really care, came Bakugou's near instant reply.

>I can't believe you've never seen it before

>I like action movies better

>Even when you were a kid?!

>Obviously

>So are you actually gonna cry

>Cuz imma get that shit on video

>Lol nah. I just like to make Kami feel better

>You guys are losers

>So you like hangin out w/ a buncha losers?

Out of the corner of his eye, Kirishima saw Bakugou stiffen in his seat and glanced up at him. Sure enough, his piercing red eyes were trained right on Kirishima in a halfhearted glare. Easily, he grinned and Bakugou's eyes dropped back to his phone.

>Shut up

>😂

>You idiots are better than Deku's herd of morons

>Aw, shucks. You're too nice

>🖕🏻

>♥️😂

When Bakugou didn't respond for a few minutes, Kirishima fell into a usual routine of scrolling through his feed-which included tapping the little share icon and then 'fuck_off' before 'send.' Bakugou's likes and responses were practically instantaneous, leaving Kirishima wish a bubble of delight held within him. By the time the credits were scrolling up the screen Kirishima realized he'd missed more than half of the film. Jirou's voice was the thing to bring his attention back to his surroundings.

"Wow, Denki, you didn't cry. I'm impressed," she was saying with a simper.

"Aw c'mon, don't peg me for a sap," he mumbled.

"S'okay, I think Mina cried enough for all of us," Sero spoke up. Kirishima directed his attention to the girl who had a wad of tissues in her hand and was still dabbing away at her glossy eyes.

"Well I sure know who didn't cry," she responded pointedly, "because they weren't even paying attention."

Automatically, Kirishima began to slump in his seat guiltily-though he didn't feel an ounce of regret. At the same time Bakugou shrugged. "Got bored," was all he said.

Just as Mina started to puff up, clearly ready to defend the movie she loved so much, Kirishima spoke up. "Sorry, guys. Here-I'll clean up breakfast to make up for it, okay?" he said as he was already gathering empty bowls. "You guys pick what to watch next. I'll be right back." Cleaning up only took a minute and when he got back, the others were discussing watching The Avengers, which was decided as soon as Sero said he'd never seen it.

It was inevitable that Kirishima and Bakugou ended up distracted with each other through their phones again, though this time Kirishima was sure Mina would be less harsh on them about it, seeing as this was a movie they'd both already seen before. Halfway through, though, she stood up and announced that she was going to make hot cocoa and practically tugged him by the ear toward the lounge kitchen to help when everyone took her up on the offer.

"Sorry, Mina," he mumbled as he fished out the box of hot chocolate packets.

"For what?" she asked, playing a sly grin in his direction. He blinked stupidly at her as he handed the box over. "Oh c'mon, Kiri. I know you and Bakugou are distracted with each other." She winked and pivoted to get the water started. "I'm doing you a favor by making you help me, though, 'cause I'll let you have my seat. And if anybody asks... well, if he asks, you can just tell him I said I was cold sitting too close to the window."

"...wait, seriously?" blurted Kirishima.

"Duh! I've been trying to think of a way to trade places with you without making it super obvious since the second movie started."

A damn near overwhelming feeling of gratitude washed over Kirishima and he couldn't help attacking Mina with one of his bear hugs. "You're the freakin' best," he laughed lightly.

"Ahh, no need to thank me," she hummed, returning the hug. "I just wanna see you happy, and that cute blonde out there definitely makes you happy." She winked again as they removed themselves from the hug and tended once more to the hot cocoa.

"'S that obvious, huh?" mumbled Kirishima, scratching his head as he went for the spoons and stuck one in each of the cups. Heat filled his face, and he was glad they were the only two in the room.

"It's more than obvious, Kiri." She hip-bumped him. "For both of you. 'Cept you guys are the only ones who are oblivious to it."

"I still don't see him actin' different to me, though."

"That's probably just from not wanting to get your hopes up, like you said before. But trust me, it's there."

"...if you say so," he mumbled.

Mina rolled her eyes as she poured the water; Kirishima followed her and stirred each cup. "You'll be thanking me when you two are all cute and couple-y," she said knowingly, almost like it was a promise. With that she replaced the water kettle, gathered three of the cups into her hands, and practically stalked out of the room. Kirishima scrambled to follow.

Bakugou mumbled an absent 'thanks' to Kirishima as he was handed one of the cups and then joined on his right by his roommate, who let the warmth of the beverage heat his fingers for a moment and settled into the bean bag chair.

Nobody said a thing about the seat change.

It wasn't long before the two of them went back to their phones, resuming their tagging and conversations seamlessly. Somewhere during one of the fight scenes, a thought hit Kirishima and his thumbs sprinted across his keyboard.

>btw when's your bday? I gotta get you something to return the favor.

>Not till April

>Which day?

>20th

>noted!

And it was. Kirishima wasn't likely to forget Bakugou's birthday (he rarely forgot birthdays, anyway), but he marked it in the calendar on his phone just in case. Already his mind was flying with gift ideas, even if some of them ended up being Christmas presents instead.

For the rest of their time spent on movie day, Kirishima and Bakugou found themselves paying little attention to the films and more on each other through memes and texting conversations. Somehow they were writing nothing short of paragraphs to each other, as though carrying on one of their easy, long conversations virtually rather than verbally until, as normal, it died back down into an easy banter.

>Hey... so do you really think we're losers?

>Duh. Have you met you?

>Cmon man, srsly.

>Nah. YOU'RE not really a loser. Can't quite say the same for Pikachu tho cuz he sucks at every game ever

>You're not wrong man

>His gf is cool tho. She's kinda badass

>Yo, don't be getting any ideas >.> Kami will kick your ass

>Jfc i'm not into her like THAT you moron. & i doubt he could anyway

>That's a relief 😉 and true. She probably could, though

>She'd be a better match than him for sure

>Still not convinced she'd beat me tho

>How bout no fighting? 😁

>That's fucking boring

>You know what's NOT boring?

>No but you're probably gonna tell me

>Monopoly

>...

>Wtf

>We should play

>What the fuck

>Im serious! There's one in the closet. We should make everybody play

>K but where the fuck did that come from

>I saw this meme

>Of fucking course you did

>😁 imma go get it

>I take it back, you are a loser

As he got up and moved for the closet, he purposefully nudged his leg against Bakugou's bean bag chair, 'accidentally' rotating him a bit. A hiss of the word "jackass" followed after him. He was still chuckling when he made it to the closet.

Kirishima waited the few minutes it took before the credits were scrolling up the screen to set the game box on the table, grabbing everyone's attention.

"Monopoly?" Jirou mumbled a bit sleepily, having been dozing off against her boyfriend for the last half of the film.

"Wanna play?" asked Kirishima. "'M kinda getting bored of the movies."

"You're not even watching them," Kaminari pointed out. "You and Bakugou are too busy flirting with each other over there," he teased.

Just as Kirishima instinctively stiffened at the word 'flirting,' his roommate spoke up. "At least we're not crying like babies at the happy endings and shit," he said.

"Hey, how do you even know if I cried?" he defended.

"'Cause it's you," Bakugou responded.

"But-"

"It's okay, Denki," Jirou cut in. "I think it's cute that you cry at movies." She stretched up and pecked his cheek, and instantly his pout transformed into a smile.

"Thanks, babe."

"...so d'you guys wanna play or not?" Kirishima asked.

"I'm down," Mina said, sliding onto the floor and reaching for the box. "As long as I get to be the dog."

Hums of agreement accompanied her and the rest of the group moved onto the floor surrounding the table. The remainder of the afternoon was spent snacking and playing Monopoly until dinnertime rolled around and they were all too hungry for real food to continue. In the end, Sero was the winner with Bakugou coming in as a close second, only about a hundred dollars short of a tie.

"Woo!" Sero cheered, pumping the air with his fist full of Monopoly money. "I finally beat Bakugou at something!"

"Whatever," muttered Bakugou, stuffing his cash back in the box in evident bitterness of his loss.

A pout Kirishima found stupidly adorable remained on his face as they shuffled in a herd toward the mess hall after stashing the game away. Sero's smile of triumph remained, as well.

"We're goin' to the game room later so I can kick your ass at pool and get you back," Bakugou told him.

"Aw c'mon, can't you let Sero have some time in the victory spotlight?" Kirishima asked.

"Fuck no."

All Kirishima could do was laugh. One thing was for sure-Bakugou was definitely a sore loser, but Kirishima had to admit his tenacity for triumph was one of the things he liked most about his roommate.

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headcanon that Mina would be a really great wingwoman. also she's such a fun character to write and i really hope i'm doing here at least a little justice :')