Kirishima stormed into Urban Gentleman and walked angrily to the back of the store where the employee room was awaiting him. Eyes of worried customers followed him as he quickly strode past them.

Kirishima couldn't even begin to process what just happened in the past hour. His emotions were a rollercoaster and it was starting to give him a migraine going from ecstatic to dejected to frustrated. Everything in his life was going downhill again, right when everything had been looking up for him.

Why?

Why did this have to happen to him?

Eijiro slammed his fist into the coffee table, almost causing the fresh pot of boiling black coffee to spill over onto him.

He hated this situation, but he hated himself more. How could he- how could he still want to be with Bakugo after everything the guy did to Izuku.

How could he be so selfish?

Deep down Kirishima so desperately wanted things to work out, for everything to smooth over like it was okay now. For the first time he finally found someone that he could actually be happy with and they turn out to be the one person he's been trying to beat to a bloody pulp for years.

Kirishima took a deep breath in and let it out slowly. Count to ten Eijiro, count to ten. Don't smash the table to bits, you're at work.

Unwillingly he began, "One.... two.... three... four... five," But soon he began to speed up as he saw Bakugo's face flash in his mind. He wanted to knock his lights out, "Six.Seven.Eight.Nine.Ten. ARGGGGGHHHHHHHHH." The red head slammed his fist into the coffee pot, shattering it. The dark liquid splashed up like a tidal wave but he quickly dodge it with his super speed, letting it splash and collide with the white floor tiles.

Suddenly his stoic manager strolled in calmly, "What's going on in here Kirishima?"

The black haired man looked at the red head with pity, he could tell something truly horrible must've happened for such a radiant and bubbly guy to be this upset.

"...It's nothing. I'm sorry Aizawa I'm really clumsy this morning so I dropped the pot. I'll clean this up immediately," Kirishima began to grab a roll of paper towel off the table, bending down on his knees he began to wipe up the mess he made, careful not to cut himself on the glass so the older man wouldn't be a witness to his super healing. 

"A coffee pot doesn't shatter after one drop," He sighed deeply almost as if he didn't want to say his next words, "Boy trouble?"

At that Kirishima completely froze like a deer in headlights, how could Aizawa possibly know that.

"Ho-how did you know?" Kirishima said timidly not making eye contact with the tired looking but extremely handsome man.

"Theres only two reasons a man would be so upset he would break a coffee pot with the boiling hot coffee still in it- money problems or love problems. I already assumed you don't have any issues when it comes to money since you work here, so it had to be the latter."

"Ughhhh," Kirishima growled, "You're right, it's really complicated and I have no idea what's the right thing for me to do."

"Go with your heart, ignore your brain and all those negative thoughts it spits out, or you'll regret it later. "That's an old man's advice to you."

With that Aizawa turned and walked back to the sales floor leaving Kirishima to clean up the mess in silence.

He pondered the thought. "Go with your heart?... But what if my heart is wrong in this case, what then?," He whispered quietly.

After picking up as much liquid off the floor as he could with the paper towels, he began to sweep up the glass. Once all the glass was gone Eijiro mopped the floor for extra measure and dusted himself off.

Giving his face a gentle smack with both hands to either cheek he walked out onto the sales floor to see the one person he wanted to avoid at all costs standing outside of the shop entrance as if they were waiting to see him before coming inside.

Walking in the Blond walked right up to Kirishima with an expression that looked as if his life was in the red head's hands.

"Please, let me expl-"

"I'm sorry sir but I'm working, unless you're a customer I'm going to have to ask you to leave." Kirshima said harshly.

Gritting his teeth Bakugo responded, "I'd like your help looking for an outfit. I have a "date" planned with this green haired guy I've known for a few damn years. And I really have to impress him, other wise I'm fucked because then his friend won't date me. Probably wouldn't even give me the light of day to be honest. It's all very fucking complicated. But at the end of the day I'll do damn near anything for this guy. It's all worth it if I get him at the end, you catch what I'm saying Sales Guy?"

Kirishima tried not to smile, this was so very Bakugo; he wasn't good with expressing his emotions, but to the red head this was pretty spot on. Eijiro wanted to know that Bakugo was taking this seriously. And Katsuki is. Which made his heart flutter. He wanted so badly to lean over and kiss Bakugo and tell him everything was okay- but it wasn't...

Eijiro internally sighed, the universe must truly fucking hate him.

Kirishima looked over to his left to see a nervous Izuku who gave a shaky thumbs up before grabbing a red silk tie, walking back to his customers fitting room.

Eijiro admired the fact that Izuku was so selfless, that he didn't care about his own feelings as much as he did those close to him. He knew how badly Kirishima wanted Bakugo so he was willing to put up with it for the sake of the red head's happiness. Pushing away all his trauma and fear just so Eijiro could be happy. And Kirishima didn't think it was fair.

Upset all over again he turned back to Bakugo and angrily stated, "Well I'm going to assume that your "date" is a very well dressed individual who can outshine the sun with his adorable looks and personality so lets see what we can do to bring you to his level."

"Oi Shitty Hair, do you think De-Izuku is cuter than me or some shit? Maybe you should date him instead since I'm not "adorable" enough for you," Bakugo spat angrily.

"Who said I like adorable boys, huh? Don't get ahead of yourself there, bro." Kirishima said breaking his work facade.

"Don't fucking call me bro, Hair for Brains."

"So what would you like me to call you then, Bakugo?"

"Daddy or Master, but Boyfriend will work just fine when we're in public," Bakugo whispered sexily into Eijiro's ear.

Flustered Kirishima turned away and began to walk towards the section with button down shirts, "Lets start over here okay, sir."

"I'm thinking I want an all black outfit," Bakugo said bluntly.

"Um, lets try you in some colors first, is that okay?"

"Sure, whatever you think looks good on me I'll buy for our dates, Shitty Hair."

"Stop calling me that Bakugo."

"Fine. Whatever you think looks good on me I'll buy for our future dates, Cum Slut. Is that bett-"

Kirishima slapped a hand over Bakugo's mouth, "Are you trying to get me fired you idiot?"

"No of course not, I'm trying to get you to be my boyfriend again."

"What? We haven't even broken up yet?!"

"WHAT?! Why the fuck are you treating me like this then? Like I'm some stranger and not your amazingly beautiful lover?"

Kirishima groaned, "Because I'm mad at you for what you've done to Izuku, you're not the person I thought you were and I'm conflicted about you."

"Let me prove I'm not the same person anymore."

"You will once you go on this "date" with Izuku. I need to know that you can spend quality time with him otherwise it's over for us."

Bakugo groaned, "Okay, let's get to it then. I want an all black outfit."

"We'll see about that," Kirishima leaned in and whispered, "Master."

Leaving Bakugo behind all flustered Kirishima began to look around the merchandise for some pastels and cool colors that would contrast nicely with Bakugo's creamy white skin.

Picking up a handful of colors ranging from a light pastel pink to a soft indigo to a grey shirt with a floral pattern of miniature red roses Kirishima shoved Bakugo into a changing room and ordered him to begin trying out the items.

With very little retaliation Bakugo stripped his clothes off so he was just in his boxers and began to try on the lilac button down. Looking at himself in the mirror he realized this color looked really good on him.

"Damn Shitty Hair is perfect at everything, what the fuck." He mumbled under his breath.

"Bakugo come out so I can see, also I grabbed some jeans and dress pants for you to tr-"

Leaning against the frame of the dressing room stood a man worthy of a men's underwear ad. The top four buttons of his shirt was open revealing the top of a perfectly shaped chest, his gold chain caressing his beautiful skin. Calvin Klein boxer briefs hugging all the right spots, revealing a hefty bulge. Strong thick thighs out on display for everyone to see and Kirishima felt his face heat up as he realized he'd been staring for far too long.

Just as he was about to tell Bakugo to put some pants on there was a loud whistle from the other end of the room. A fellow customer was cat calling Bakugo.

At first Kirishima thought it was funny until a man holding an Urban Gentlemen's shopping bag walked over and handed his business card to Bakugo. "Call me if you're ever lonely, I'll see to it that you're well taken care of baby." With a wink they walked out of the store causing the doorbell to ring and walked down the street.

"Tch. I'm taken you fuck munch," Bakugo whispered under his breath and he crumbled the business card and threw it on the ground, proceeding to step on it.

Kirishima felt rage take over him, how dare someone flirt with his man right in front of him?!

Now he knew how Todoroki felt every time a cute girl, or worst- a cute boy, flirted with the oblivious Izuku. He just thought everyone was friendly, his sweet innocent heart. Without realizing Izuku would reciprocate their flirting with his huge smiles and wonder filled eyes until an angry Todoroki intervened and pulled him in the opposite direction. Giving a dirty look to the culprit who dare try and steal his man from him.

"Jealous?" Bakugo stated smugly.

"Am not," Kirishima tried to play it cool.

"Oh? Then I should call them up and let them "take care of me" how's the sound of that?" Picking The practically destroyed paper off the ground he began to uncrumple it. Gritting his teeth Kirishima walked closer to Bakugo and snatched the crumpled business card, ripping it to shreds and letting the pieces drop to the ground.

"I'm the only one you need to make you feel good you fuck toy. Now go try on these pants." Kirishima growled as he threw the pants at Bakugo's face.

Catching them he said, "I'm gonna hold you to that, your cute when you're jealous, Cum Slut."

"Stop calling me that at work," Kirishima shoved Bakugo back into his dressing room and closed the door.

Going back to the sales floor he grabbed some accessories, a pair of dark red penny loafers and black dress shoes, sliding them under the dressing room door for Bakugo to put on.

When Bakugo was ready he came out in the first outfit, wearing the light pastel pink button down with the first three buttons undone, dark blue skinny jeans, and black dress shoes on, plus his gold chain.

Speechless, Kirishima began to feel a heat rise to his face. His boyfriend who he was supposed to be ignoring was looking like a delicious snack for him to eat at the moment.

"I'm buying this, your face says it all don't worry," Bakugo bragged as he closed the door and changed into the next outfit.

Kirishima puffed up his cheeks and smacked them a few times, trying to get himself to concentrate. He was at work, he needed to stay professional even if Bakugo was his boyfriend. A very handsome, sexy, alluring boyfriend at that.

Swinging the door open this time he wore the grey button down with a floral pattern which was a tighter fit than the last shirt. Showing off all the curves to Bakugo's finely tuned upper body, Kirishima wanted to grab his arm and hold his gigantic bicep like a teenage girl does with her senpai. To go with it he put on the black skinny jeans, a gold watch and dark red penny loafers.

"This looks really good, the red of the shoes match the design on the shirt beautifully."

"What? Who cares about that, look at my body- it shows off all my hard work. Don't I look extra strong in this shirt," Bakugo stated as he flexed his right arm and placed his left hand on his bicep.

His boyfriend was attractive, really damn attractive.

"I'm not even going to try on the rest, I know they'll look great on me. You did an excellent job Kirishima... thank you." With that Bakugo quickly slammed the door shut, probably from embarrassment. 

Kirishima opened the door back up to see a shirtless, blushing Bakugo who yanked him inside and quickly shut the door.

"What are you doing?" Kirishima hissed.

Grabbing Kirishima's privates he pulled him closer, "Giving you a show, what else would I be doing?"

Bakugo pushed Kirishima onto the stool next to the mirror and began to unbutton his pants as he grinded his ass on Kirishima's groin.

Bending over seductively he peeled the skinny jeans down to his ankles and slowly stepped out of them, wiggling his ass in Kirishima's face. 

turning to face the red head Bakugo picked his right leg up doing a split in the air and then brought his leg down wrapping it around Kirishima's shoulder. 

His crotch now an inch from Eijiro's face the boy began to blush, "Bakugo...," He whispered softly.

Moving his leg down to Kirishima's waist he put the weight of his body down on the red head's groin and quickly snaked his other leg around his waist so he was sitting comfortably on Eijiro.

Bakugo placed his hands on his broad shoulders and began to grind his hips in figure eights. 

"Ahhh," Kirishima moaned.

Kirishima tried to grab Bakugo's ass but his hands were swatted away, "No touching."

Eijiro pouted, he was horny and being denied any contact that was not initiated by the blond sucked.

"Baby please," He whined.

"No, I'm in charge."

Bakugo pushed Kirishima's head back and began sucking on his sweet spot forcing him to stifle moans. 

Suddenly he felt his fangs start to grow and panicked, he put his hands on Bakugo's chest to shove him off but they were swatted away.

"Bakugo, Bakugo get off me," He said in a scared whisper.

No, no , no, no, not again. I can't do this to him again. Especially not here.

"No Cum Slut, let me have what I want," Bakugo whispered back against Kirishima's neck before he continued sucking.

"Bakugo, I'm gonna have to feed if you don't get off me," Eijiro said with a shaky voice.

The blond quickly lifted his head, eye gazing upon Kirishima's mouth to see his fangs popping out. He smirked, "So bite me."

"No, I can't, not again..."

"Why not?"

"It'll become a bad habit, I won't want bagged blood anymore," He said scared.

"Ew, who the fuck would want bagged blood anyway, Shitty Hair. Plus it's not a bad habit if you're doing it with your boyfriend... Now if you bite someone else I'll be offended." 

"You're insane, why are you so okay with all this?!" 

"Because I don't give a shit about anything that might come in between us and stop us from being together, all I want is you." He paused for a moment, "Also... It turns me on."

"WHAT?!"

"Oi, are you brain dead or something? You don't remember me moaning your name the first time you bit me, Hair for Brains," Bakugo whispered harshly.

"What, no, I was in a trance I didn't hear anything."

"Oh, whatever, it's not that big of a deal. Just fucking do it you pussy."

Bakugo grabbed the back of Kirishima's head and pulled it to his neck letting Kirishima's lips rest gently on his jugular vien. 

The red head revelled in Bakugo's sweet scent before opening his mouth wide and connecting it which the creamy white skin under him. 

As he sucked the blood into his mouth Bakugo began to let out soft moans that drove Kirishima crazy. This man was intoxicating. No matter how hard he tried to be angry at the guy he couldn't bring himself to do it fully. 

Pulling back, Bakugo frowned slightly it was over faster then he thought it would be.

Katsuki's phone alarm began to go off loudly, "Fuck." Quickly getting off Kirishima's lap he started to throw on his clothes. 

"Go ring me out Shitty Hair, I'm gonna be late for work. We don't have time to look for an all black outfit today," Tossing his credit card to the red head before lacing up his sneakers.

"Sure thing," Eijiro said with a bright smile, gathering up all the items and walking to the cash register. 

When Bakugo strolled out of the changing room he looked as if nothing had happened in there which made Kirishima giggle because his own hair was a damn mess from the blond pulling on it. 

"Here you go, boyfriend. Don't forget to text Izuku okay!" His smile shining like the sun as he handed the shopping bags over to Katsuki.

"Tch. You don't need to remind me I already know, boyfriend," Bakugo said as he grabbed the bags and proceed out the store, causing the doorbell to sound, and walking off to his job.

As Kirishima was fixing his hair in one of the mirrors Aizawa walked over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder, "I see you went with your heart- good choice, he's a very handsome young man." With that he strolled back to the front door to greet a customer that just came in. 

Kirishima was flustered for the rest of the day. 



Later that night Bakugo took the napkin from his pocket, throwing it in the trash, he already had Izuku's number since their mothers were best friends. 


To: Deku
Yo, What do you wanna do for our "date" or whatever.

I'm doing this for Kirishima so you better make this go smoothly for me. 

Sent.


Buzz. Buzz.


From: Deku
I am also doing this for Kirishima. Lets both do our best for his sake. 

I was thinking maybe we could go to the aquarium or something... 


To: Deku
Of course a nerd like you would want to go there. Tomorrow's Wednesday and there's gonna be no one to cover my shift, I'll take off from work on Thursday and we can spend the day together, doing whatever you want. How does that sound, Deku?

Sent.


Buzz. Buzz.

From: Deku
Of course, Thursday at 10:00am works great for me! I can meet you at your place if you want.


To: Deku
Whatever Deku, that's fine I guess. 

Sent. 

Buzz. Buzz.

From: Deku
Kirishima really likes you, like a lot. The guy is practically head over heels for you which is a big deal, he never falls for anyone. So please Kacchan, don't break his heart. 

To: Deku
Tch. Don't tell me what to do. I'm not gonna hurt him you fucking Deku, stay out of my business. 

Sent.


Buzz. Buzz. 

From: Deku
Sure Kacchan, whatever you say. 

Goodnight. 




A/N: 3346 words 

What do you guys think is going to happen next chapter when Deku and Bakugo go on their little "date"?