Bakugou walked downstairs, now in his normal clothing. He had to talk to Kirishima. Now. Kirishima was at the dining table, eating some crackers. 

     "Babe. We need to Talk."

     This caught Kirishima's attention. His head perked up, looking at Bakugou. "Why you gotta choose such a serious tone?" he asked, chuckling nervously. He hoped he didn't screw up anything.

     Bakugou pulled out the chair on the opposite end of Kirishima, sitting down. He looked up at Kirishima with a cold expression. He rested his hands together on the table. He sighed, trying to find the right words to use. This wasn't going to be easy. "I think," he began, then stopped. He looked somewhere else, his expression turning sad. "I think we need a break," he said, quickly.

     Kirishima stared at him. His expression turned to shock. "Repeat that again?" he said, chuckling nervously and trying to make sure what he said wasn't true. If what Bakugou said was true, what would happen to him?

     "We need to break up, just... for a little bit, okay? I need a break," Bakugou repeated, trying not to break down into sobs. His eyes teared up as he didn't make eye contact with the boy in front of him. His, well, ex-lover by terms. 

     "W-why!?" Kirishima asked, his expression turning from shock to sadness. He couldn't believe this. He was also about to break into sobs. This made Bakugou feel really bad about his choice. 

     "It's just, you're... you're always guilt-tripping me!" he shouted, upset. "At the... sex toy shop, you tried to make me have sex with you! When I tried to deny you, you left, mad at me!" Bakugou began on the verge of tears. "Then, in the bedroom, I tried to take off that STUPID dress, and you got mad and left!" Bakugou said, tears starting to drip. "I just... we need to take a break. I need a break," he said, softening his tone.

     Kirishima didn't know what to say about this. Though, he did know how to feel. His expression first was shock. Then sadness. Now? It's anger. He got up, slamming his hands on the table. "No!" he shouted, mad. Bakugou got up, and started heading towards the door to leave.

     "Sorry, Kirishima, bye," Bakugou said, stepping to the door. He reached out his hand to the door knob, when suddenly, a force gripped him and slammed him against the wall. His head felt like death. His back felt like it was about to break.

     "And who exactly gave you the permission to leave?" Kirishima asked, growling. "NOBODY said you had the right to leave. You're mine, Bakugou. You aren't leaving my sight, you aren't leaving my house," Kirishima growled, pushing him harder to the wall. Bakugou teared up, looking away.

     Kirishima sighed and leaned in, closing the gaps between their mouths. Bakugou tried pushing him away, but two reasons stopped him. One, Kirishima knew how to make him fall in love immediantly just with his kisses. Two, Kirishima was like- 10 times stronger than him. He couldn't help but submit to the alpha male. 

     Kirishima finally pulled away, letting go of Bakugou. "I'm sorry, okay? I love you with all my heart," Kirishima said, resting his forehead on his lover's. Bakugou nodded.

     "It's okay, let's just- take it slow, okay?" Bakugou asked, smiling. This time, Kirishima nodded in agree. They shared one final, passionate kiss before walking back to the kitchen.

Holding hands

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Aww, Soft Ending-