"The fuck is this?" Bakugou asked as he stared at the screen with writing on it.

"Don't act like you've never seen this layout before, dude." Kirishima laughed, looking at the blonde with disbelief.

"I haven't." Bakugou scoffed in response, sitting down in his chair and moving closer to the screen so he could see properly.

"Wait, I want to catch your reaction to me telling you what it is. Let's start the video first." The red head sniggered, going to start the audio and screen recording before Bakugou could get a proper look.

The blonde rolled his eyes despite knowing that kirishima wasn't even looking at him. When Kirishima mentioned having an idea for a video, Bakugou didn't really know exactly what to expect.

"Hey guys! Red Riot here. Today I'm back with a certain manly guy. Introduce yourself." He turned to Bakugou with a grin. This was technically only the second time they had filmed together but it felt like they had being doing this kind of thing together for ages.

"Fuck off." The blonde chuckled out slightly, knowing that he didn't even have to say his name.

"This video is a bit different, 'cause we're going to react to content involving us, which some of you guys have made. I have a feeling a lot of you will enjoy it." Kirishima introduced part of the videos concept, enjoying how Bakugou's face twisted in confusion. He then clicked on the tab he was on a minute prior. "We're gonna read fanfiction!"

Bakugou's face was blank for a second as he processed what Kirishima had just told him and the viewers.

"We're gonna what now?" He asked, confirming it though he now understood what was in front of him. "Oh my god. People actually do this shit?"

"Yeah! I think it's cool. Imagining people or characters in certain situations is fun and it's a good thing to get into to improve writing." Kirishima expected some sort of response like what Bakugou gave, so he was prepared with a counter argument.

"Well when you put it like that I can't fucking insult it." He sighed, wondering what exactly he was in for. If there's one thing he did know, it was that there were potentially some weird shit written about him out there. "You just wanna read about us fucking." The blonde sniggered, smug smile now on his face. Kirishima's face turned bright red from the way he said that, but he quickly got a hold of himself.

"If I wanted to do that, I could do it in my own time." He responded, reflecting Bakugou's facial expression.

"Who's to say that you don't, hm?" Bakugou asked with raised eyebrows as he looked almost like an interrogating parent.

"Maybe I will now just to prove a point."

"Have fun with that."

"Oh, I will," The red head paused for a second, before remembering that they were still recording and that they may have been getting slightly too ahead of themselves. "A-anyway! Before we get started, I just wanna tell you guys to not send hate to this person or anything else like this. It's all in good fun and it's actually quite interesting. If anything, go and show some love!"

After reading a part of the one Kirishima had lined up, which was actually rather funny and dorky, he went looking for more. At first he thought that just the one would be enough for a full length video but after seeing it he kinda wanted to branch out a bit. Bakugou seemed to be enjoying himself to.

"I'll admit, it is pretty cool to see how people interpret us, but why the fuck are there so many of me being fucking 'soft'‽" Bakugou scanned through the tags of the ones Kirishima had scrolled past, and there seemed to be a recurring theme. "He's the shitting soft one."

"Dude, you're so soft! If I had a superpower, it would be like, being hard." Kirishima retorted, as though he had genuinely put thought into it beforehand. His wording definitely could've been better.

Bakugou chuckled at how specific that seemed, but also at how 'Kirishima' it seemed too.

"If I had one I'd blow shit up so I could just grab your face and blast it."

"Aha! The thing is, if I'm using my power, you won't be able to explode me! Checkmate."

"Whatever."

They read a couple more, purposefully straying from the ones that were rated mature for reasons other than Bakugou's colourful use of words.

Although it may have been funny and they both admitted to being slightly curious, the fact that they were actually together would make it feel somewhat awkward and they both knew it. It's not like the people watching knew that, but that didn't change that the two themselves did.

Putting two people who were going to have sex at one point or another in front of a computer and having them read about them having sex just didn't sound all that appealing.

Bakugou and Kirishima wondered how long it would take for people to notice that they were living together. It was a fun little game they had.

Of course, there were people who thought they were dating long before they actually were. Most of that was just for a bit of fun and shipping though, not many took the flirty tweets and somewhat tense atmosphere seriously, though they may have believed that the two were indeed hinting at something.

After closing up the video, Kirishima turned to Bakugou with a grin.

"That was actually kinda fun!" He chipperly spoke, as if he was surprised. He wasn't really, this was his idea after all.

"Next they're gonna want us to act 'em out." Bakugou chuckled, wondering if they were ever going to reveal their faces with how they looked now.

"So, as you said earlier, that'd pretty much be you acting soft, wouldn't it?" The red head smugly grinned, knowing how much it pissed him off to refer to him as 'soft'.

"I never said I wanted to, fuck munch!" He retorted, not actually angry but somewhat annoyed he got outplayed.

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The sound of the doorbell rang through the house, making Kirishima jump as it did so. Bakugou actively stopped what he was doing to question why the fuck someone was here to begin with. He rarely had visitors at all, and most of the time he knew they were coming before they got there.

"Ei, get the door!" He shouted down the stairs, getting ready to listen out for familiar voices.

Since when did he start calling me that‽ Kirishima thought as he stood up from the couch, shaking his head to momentarily forget that.

Kirishima was nervous about this as he probably wouldn't have known the person or people at the other side of the door. But he was going to be living here now, he had to at least get used to it.

He took a deep breath before opening the door with a smile. As he expected, the two pairs of eyes that met his were unfamiliar.

There was a man with brown spiky hair, the slightest bit of facial hair and rectangular glasses with a soft smile on his face. The woman next to him was clutching a handbag in one of her hands as she grinned. With her blonde spiky hair and red eyes, it didn't take too long for Kirishima to figure out this situation.

He swallowed hard before speaking, picking his tone carefully.

"Are you... Mr and Mrs Bakugou?" He quietly asked, not wanting to alarm Katsuki, who would come bounding down the second he heard them.

"Please, just call me mom! You must be Eijirou, right?" The woman asked as she nodded, not noticing that the red head was trying to keep his voice low so she spoke at her normal pitch, which was louder than the average humans.

"That's me!" He replied, opening the door further and gesturing for them to come in as he swallowed the lump in his throat.

As expected, Bakugou appeared quickly at the top of the stairs as he looked down on the three of them, moving his eyes back and forth between them before heading down the stairs quickly.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" He asked snarling, standing slightly in front of Kirishima as if he wanted them to forget he was there entirely.

"That's no way to speak to your parents!" Kirishima piped up, slinging his arm over the blonde's shoulder.

They knew who he were, so he assumed they knew of their situation at least a little bit. So he was going to act like himself. That was his best bet, despite the fact that this was rather unexpected so he didn't have any time to prepare even mentally.

Katsuki shrugged him off, swiftly guiding his hands to his pockets. He was clearly a little embarrassed.

"So what do you want?" The blonde asked, hoping that they wouldn't be staying long.

"I never knew seeing our son was a crime." Masaru answered back, folding his arms and sticking his hip out slightly. He clearly learnt that from Mitsuki, but it looked a bit strange coming from him.

"Could have at least told me you were coming."

"We did. If you checked your damn phone then you would've seen." Mitsuki replied with an expression showing pride.

"Whatever." Katsuki 'tch'ed, scowling even more as he remained where he stood, still subconciously trying to block Kirishima from their view.

This made Kirishima immediately not want to make things awkward, so he tried his best to move conversation along.

"Hey! I'm Eijirou Kirishima!" He introduced himself formally.

"Oh honey, we know." Mitsuki replied with a smile, one that was more friendly than the one she shot to her son before.

"When Katsuki told us about you she cried." Masaru rubbed the back of his head as he was prepared to get shouted at for saying that.

"Shut up, you cried when he reached 1000 subscribers." Mitsuki quickly hit back with, clearly making Masaru quite embarrassed as his cheeks began to glow.

"I'm glad!" Kirishima laughed, before thinking too much about what he just said. "N-not that you cried! Just that it was, like, a good thing!" He added on the end, scared that it came out wrong.

"Making me cry is about as easy as it was to change Katsuki's diapers, so you should actually be proud of yourself." Kirishima laughed rather loudly in response to the analogy. He couldn't help but let his eyes stalk over to the Bakugou in question, whose face was slowly turning redder by the second.

"You just... Had to say that, didn't ya?" He asked, gritting his teeth as though he tried to show calmness.

Masaru glanced down to the watch on his left wrist before his eyebrows suddenly raised and Mitsuki looked over too.

"Shit, it's that time already‽" She checked her phone, making sure that it was right. "Sorry, we've gotta get goin'. Heading down south for some work things so we just thought to stop by and say hi." She chuckled as she took the few steps back to the front door in a hurry.

"Stop by again soon! It was nice to meet ya." Kirishima grinned, happy about the way this went but still relieved that the constant worrying about a first impression was over. He believed that he did a pretty good job.

The red head opened the door for them and held it as they walked out, saying their goodbyes as they began walking down the pathway.

"You too, Ei." Mitsuki answered back, winking as she said his nickname.

"See you soon!" Masaru added on.

Kirishima closed the door with a sigh and rested his head on it. He heard Bakugou chuckle from behind him, in an almost evil way that intrigued him.

"What? I think I handled that pretty well!" The red head defended himself, moving away from the door and towards the blonde with a confident stride that was clearly put on.

"Sure, but you were practically fuckin' shaking the whole time. They're chill. You could probably be the biggest piece of shit ever and they'd still trust you because they trust my judgement." The blonde reassured, though the choice of words did leave Kirishima a bit on edge still. "Anyway, shouldn't you be going to get your shit? You can't just use my computer forever." He leaned on the bannister, reminding Kirishima that that was what he was going to set out to do today.

"Oh shit, yeah! Almost forgot. Am I just getting everything?" The red head asked, thinking about how actually baron his own house was.

"Leave the crocs." Bakugou insisted, answering surprisingly quickly.

The red head rolled his eyes with a smile, surprised that he didn't expect that as soon as he asked.

Before leaving, he moved a few steps closer to Bakugou and gently placed his hands on the blondes hips before pecking his lips.

"I'll see ya later."

Just before he left, Bakugou remembered something.

"Oi," he shouted, grabbing Kirishima's attention instantly. He then grabbed something from one of the draws in the living room. "Here." Then he threw the item at Kirishima, who swiftly caught it.

The red head looked at it, genuinely confused for half a second.

"A key?" He asked, looking up. It seemed like he was more asking why he was given the key than about the actual thing itself.

"It'd be kinda stupid for you to not have one, wouldn't it?" Bakugou replied, annoyed that he even had to explain that.

"Y-yeah, I guess you're right." Kirishima smiled as he looked at it. "Be back soon." He winked, adding the key to the chain with his car keys on it as he walked down the path.

I know it's kinda short and abrupt considering it's kind of just me getting back into the swing of it, but I'm just kinda setting up I guess haha.