(Bakugo's pov)

I woke up and felt some thing heavy over my arm, which was wrapped around some thing, or something. I panicked for a second, ready to blast whoever it was, when I remembered the whole training thing and Kirishima.
I slowly got up as to not wake Kirishima and made breakfast.
While I made pancakes with the limited ingredients, thoughts started to bubble.
' Was I doing that all night?'
'Did Kirishima realise I was hugging him all night?'
'Didn't I fall asleep first?'
'Oh god he totally knows.'
'He probably hates me.'
'I'm just fucking paranoid just up.'
'Yeah, and if he hates me too bad so sad he just lost an amazing friend.'
"Mornin' Bakubro..." a tired voice said as its source walked slowly to the kitchen.
"Finally fuckin' awake." I grumbled. Why couldn't I just be nice? Because that would show weakness of course.
"Whatdaya making?" Kirishima mumbled still half asleep.
"Pancakes. Now get over here and help. Get some plates out and see if the fucking teachers decided to give us something to put on top of the pancakes beside butter." I instructed and kirishima followed without question.
"Sure thing bro," He said happily, finally waking up a bit more, "it's so manly you know how to cook. I couldn't even make toast of my life depended on it." Kirishima laughed and looked so fucking cute.
"It's just common knowledge in my family to know how to cook. We usually swap who makes dinner daily so I had to learn otherwise I'd end up poisoning myself along with my parents. It's fucking annoying though, 'cause the old hag always makes up some shitty excuse to get me to cook on her nights." I complained as I poured the quickly prepared pancake mixture into a pan on the stove.
"Wow, that's cool. I'm sure she only makes you cook 'cause she likes your food." Kirishima said. Fucking shitty hair always finding the positive side of shit.
"Tch, whatever."

(Kirishima's pov)

"Bro, these are the best pancakes I've ever had!" I said taking the first bite into Bakugo's fluffy pancakes. Even though the only thing we could put on them was butter, they were still amazing.
Bakugo took a bite and assessed it for a second. "Yeah, they're pretty good. I mean, I am the one who made them after all." He said smugly, "There nothing compared to my chocolate pancakes though. This place didn't exactly have much to work with."
"Damn, chocolate pancakes... If they're any better then these ones, I'll have to try them." I said thinking about the pancakes we were eating right now but chocolate flavoured.
"When this shitty training thing ends, you'll have to come over one morning. I'll make 'em for you." Bakugo asked, well, said. I don't think I have a choice.
"Of course!" I said then blushed a little. Bakugo's house... And his parents... I would get to see them.
We ate the rest of breakfast in silence, but a comfortable silence.

I searched through my bags to find a jacket that would keep me warm, but let me move around enough to practice outside with Bakugo. I finally found a suitable jacket and went outside with Bakugo.
The coldness hit my face immediately and I jogged on the spot a little to warm up.
"Damn, s'fucking colder then yesterday." Bakugo complained rubbing his hands together.
"Once we start training we should warm up!" I said happily.
Outside the cabin was a small forrest with enough space to train.
"We should go for a jog in the trees first, to warm up." I said and pointed to the circle of trees surrounding us.
Bakugo simply nodded and started running. I quickly cought up to him and we ran side by side.
I looked at the scenery as we ran and noticed a fluffy, ash-blond bird that reminded me of Bakugo. It looked angry but it was cute.
"Don't you dare say that bird looks anything like me." Bakugo said as he looked at the same bird as me.
"Aw, but bro, it's angry and cute like you!" I said without thinking and almost immediately regretted it.
Bakugo slowed for just a second after I said that and his cheeks turned a couple shades pinker from the already rosey colour they were from the cold, or at least I thought they did.
"Whatever." Bakugo ran slightly ahead of me.
'He's not angry or anything, so does that mean he didn't hear me or something..?' I thought as we arrived back outside the cabin.
"Ready to fight?" Bakugo said as he did side lunges and looked fucking delicious. Was that a weird thought? Probably.
Anyway, I nodded and stretched out my arms.
"So, no quirks?" I asked. He looked down onto the palm of his hand and created a few little explosions, nothing like the ones he usually does, and looked a little disappointed.
"Nah." He said and stood ready to fight. I followed and we fought until around after a usual lunch time.

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Okay, the next ones kinda going to be really cute. If I can write it properly .-.
But it'll be short, shorter then this chapter.
I hope you like this so far and are enjoying reading it! And if you don't enjoy it, and I say this in the nicest way, why the fuck are you reading it then?
But anyway~

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