Authors Note:

I've been really busy lately, (if you've read my bio you'd know that I'm moving) and so have been working on this whenever I had freetime.  Although its not nearly as long as any of my other works, it still took a while for me to make Bakugou sound like, well, Bakugou, as I tend to alter his personality a bit when writing-I think i did a much better job with him this time! I hope you enjoy this short little Kiribaku!

Warnings:
•Profanity(it is Bakugou)
•Extreme fluff/feels

Kirishimas pov:

I stared shamelessly at my crush from across the classroom, the lecture I should be listening too entering in one ear and exiting out the other. In some ways I was grateful that we sat so far away from each other - it had been a rough three years not confessing my love for the explosive male, and sitting closer to him would only put me through more torture.

Now third year students, Katsuki Bakugou had grown, somehow, to be even hotter than when I first met him. Now a little over six feet and shoulders wider than his hips, Bakugou was a handsome hunk of muscle that took serious restraint not to just feel up every time I laid my eyes on him. His tie was missing from his uniform, I doubted he even had one, and his hair was shaved along the back and sides, making him hotter still.

One drastic addition to his appearance included the many piercings that adorned his handsome face. I never thought that I would ever find piercings sexy, but damn did I sometimes wish that I could take hold of his snake bites, or many many ear piercings between my teeth and- stop thinking about it Eijirou! I shook my head as if it would clear my mind like an etch-a-sketch, and tried to focus again on the lecture.

~~~time skip brought to you by Kermit-San~

I stared at my notes with discontent, and scolded myself for not focusing again. I started packing my things, happy and relaxed that the day was finally over, before hearing a large gasp from across the now empty classroom. I turned my head to the source of the sound, seeing that the only ones left on the classroom were me and Bakugou.

Bakugou had one hand on his earlobe, pinching it furiously while his other hand covered his mouth. What shocked me the most however was the terrified look on his face-a face I was 100% sure I never wanted to see again.

Concerned I rushed over to him, leaving my packed schoolbag on my desk.

"Baku! Bro what's wrong?" I tilted my head at him, placing my hand on his shoulder. My heart raced at the touch, but I couldn't change my extroverted and touchy personality.

"Earring... my earring... Kirishimas...where is the earring !" Bakugou now seemed frantic, pushing out of my grasp and nearly giving himself whiplash while apparently searching for an earring.

"It's just an earring bro? Can't you just get a new one? I mean you have so many..." I trailed off scrunching my eyebrows together in confusion as I watched Bakugou get on his knees, looking under desks and all over the classroom.

" Its not just an earring shitty hair! I've been wearing this set of damn earrings every day since I was given them! I could've lost any other damn earring! Why the fuck did it have to be that one! "

Bakugou had now given up on the classroom and went into the hall, retracing the path to his previous class-scanning frantically the entire way.  Clearing my throat loudly in the empty hallway, I tried to proceed the conversation without getting him even more riled up.

"Um... Ok what does it look like, I'll help you find it!" I gave Bakugou my usual cheer-up-Bakugou smile and started scanning the floor with him, trying to pick out something small and shiny on the glossy tiled floor.

"Its an earring dumbass isn't that all you need!" I raised my eyebrows at his apparent secrecy but kept searching nonetheless. Quickly glancing at Bakugou I couldn't help but wonder why this earring was so important to him. His eyebrows were scrunched together in stress and worry and he had an un-Bakugou like frown adorning his usually angry face. I shook my head again and tried to focus on finding the small piece of jewelry.

~~~time skip brought to you by Baku-hoes man boobs~

After almost thirty minutes and still being empty handed, Bakugou let out a loud and unsatisfactory groan, pressing his back against the wall and sliding down so he was sitting on the floor. Carting his hands through his spiky hair, he peered through fingers at me, seemingly glaring at me. Feeling like I should at least try and lift his spirits a little bit, I opened my mouth to speak before getting cut off by Bakugou's gruff voice.

"I'm sorry, shitty hair, you can leave now. It's obvious we're not gonna find it-somebody probably found and took it already. Thanks though" breaking our eye contact he folded his arms, resting them atop his knees, and buried his face in them.

My eyes grew large at his statement and instead of leaving I found my body moving closer, straddling his hunched figure and pulling him into an awkward, but nonetheless affectionate, hug.

"Its ok Bakugou, I'm sorry we couldn't find it. I don't know why it was so important to you, but if it was important to you it's important to me too!" I pulled back from our hug to see a flustered and, almost, angry Bakugou. Pushing off of me, he stood up abruptly, leaving me with my palms behind me holding up my weights as my legs sprawled out haphazardly.

Now pacing back and forth in the empty hallway, Bakugou seemed unbelievably stressed and flustered.

"Dumbass. God why are you so... so damn cheery? Every time you do that damn smile! I'm going crazy Eijirou! I can't even look at you anymore. You want to know why I'm so stressed about that damn earring? You gave it to me shitty hair. Remember that? First year after I got my first piercing and everyone was saying it looked awful, not like I gave a shit what they thought, but you gave me a pair of earrings? I hate it Kiri! I hate it so much that I look at my best friend, the only real friend I've ever had in my life, and I don't want to be friends anymore. I want to hold you- I, I want to kiss you dammit. This whole time I've been trying to hide it but, but look at you!" Pausing his pacing, he stared at me with his palms out on my direction, as if presenting me to someone.

"How can someone not like your damn face! And now look at me! Losing my shit over something as simple as a fucking earring!" now seeming burnt out because of his rant, he crouched down, his face buried in his hands, and shaking slightly from trying to contain his frustration.

Shaking slightly as well, I stood before sprinting to him, tackling him to the ground before kissing him as hard and passionately as I could muster. Seemingly taken aback by my actions, it took Bakugou several seconds to adjust before closing his eyes and melting into the kiss.

There, sprawled out in the middle of an empty school hallway floor, I found myself passionately making out with the person I had been secretly pining over for the last three years. Pulling away to catch our breaths, I stared into Bakugou's beautiful crimson eyes before laughing lightly, placing my forehead against his.

"Damn I love you Bakugou" I said breathlessly, watching as pink gloriously dusted itself over his handsome face. Averting his eyes he turned even redder, muttering "love you too shitty hair" quietly so that only I would hear.

Happy beyond belief, I pushed myself up so I was standing before holding out my hand for him. Taking it, I pulled him up and laced our fingers together. Grinning like a madman, I pulled him in the direction of our dorms, excited about what would be in store for us.

If anyone wants to write somthing a lil smutty about that "what's in store for us" that happens in the dorms I would be so down to post it as a second part since I'm really bad at writing smut 😓