Bakugo POV:

"You always help me, now my turn help you."

"I'm fine, Red. Really."

"Lie. Come, come."

Hesitantly scooting over into Red's lap, I allow myself to be cradled in his arms. He was very warm..

"See? Feel better already." He said softly, running a hand through my hair.

I just lay there, in his arms. As much as I didn't want to admit it, I really needed this. Something about Red.. about his lap, was just so soothing. Like I was safe, and nothing could touch me.

"You okay.. I sorry for loud before, I no mean it." Red whispers, putting his chin on my head.

"I know.." I sniff, clutching his shirt.

"You sleep, it okay. I stay here."

Without another word, I close my eyes. A full day of stress can really tire a person out.. Especially when combined with the really comfortable and warm embrace of Red's.

"Happy night Bakugo."

~time skip~

"It's fresh perch, I just caught them this morning." Ochako said, sliding one of the fried fish onto a plate and handing it to me.

"Thank you. Can I get one for Red too?" I ask.

"Mhm, here."

Heading back outside with the two plates, I walk to Red who was sitting in the little patch of flowers. Exactly where I taught him to say his first word..

I carefully sit down next to him, not dropping either of the plates.

"I got you a plate. It's perch.."

"Oo thank!" He smiles, grabbing the plate from my outstretched hand.

I take a bite from the fish, it was crunchy, but good. Tsu is really good at seasoning her foods I do have to admit.

"Er- Thanks for last night." I say sheepishly.

"Yes, I return happy. I help, right?"

"Yeah, you helped a lot."

"Happy, happy." He smiled, paying his attention back on the fish.

I pick at my plate, not all too interested in eating. Sure the fish smelled good, but I wasn't that hungry.

"Hey Red? What exactly has Kaminari been telling you?"

"Huh?"

"You said he's been teaching you flirting, right? So what has he told you about it?"

"Oh, he tell flurtung done to people you like like. I like like you, you are favorite." He smiles, setting his plate to the side.

"Oh yeah?" I grin, feeling my cheeks grow warm.

"Yes.." He nods, leaning on his palms.

"What exactly makes me your favorite?" I ask, also setting down my plate to lay on my side.

"You silly.. And you make me happy, when I sad. You pretty.." He admitted, smiling shyly while looking at his lap.

"I'm pretty?"

"Yes. Much pretty."

"Oh yeah? What makes me 'much pretty?'" I questioned, knowing I was practically milking him for answers.

"Eyes. Eyes pretty.. And nose pretty."

"Mhm.." I scoot closer to him, nearly laying my head on his lap.

"And you hair soft, it feel nice." He looked at me with a red face, reaching out his hand to my head.

"Says you, Mr. 'My Hairs So Soft That You Could Sink In It.' And I hope you know that I'm not the only pretty one here." I smirk, rolling over and putting my shoulders up into his lap.

"I pretty?"

"Very pretty."

"Oh yes? What make me much pretty?" He smiles, he knows what he's doing.

"Well definitely your eyes. That's kinda obvious." I shrug, gazing at his face. "Then there's your cute freckles, you don't have very many, but they're there."

"Really?" He blushes, touching his cheek.

"Yeah, you're beautiful.."

"If you guys stop being gay for two minutes you can come inside and stop letting bugs crawl on my plates."

I scramble off of Red's lap, and feel my cheeks go aflame. Snatching mine and Red's plate up, still with half eaten fish on them, I embarrassedly do the walk of shame back into the house.

"Lover boy." The witch taunted with a wack in my back.

"Eh?"

"Perhaps I didn't say it loud enough, LOVER BOY!" She yelled, wearing a fatass smirk.

"Oh what's this? You're calling Bakugo a lover boy? Oo lemme guess! Was he making out with Red finally?" Dunce popped his head around the corner.

Covering my face, I zoom to the kitchen with the plates still in hand.

"No, he wasn't. He was just cuddling with his boyfriend."

"He's not my boyfriend." I mutter, rinsing off the plates.

"Your blush says otherwise, lover boy." Dunce pointed out.

"Would you stop calling me that?" I snap, dropping the plates in the sink and turning around.

"Oh no! We made Bakubabe angy!" Ochako said sarcastically.

"Not angy! We're really in for it now Ochako!" Dunce giggled.

"Angy? What that?" Red asked, finally coming through the door.

"It's what your boyfriend is feeling right now. He angy."

"It's their stupid made up word for angry." I groan, rolling my eyes. "Would you guys just leave us alone?"

"I don't know about that.. Ochako? Are you alright with leaving them to make out by themselves on the couch?"

"Yeah, as long as they don't make a mess. If you know what I mean." The witch winks, softly elbowing Dunce.

"No understand.."

"You don't want to understand, Red. Just leave us alone you two!" I yell, shooing them away.

As they snicker while they walk away, I hold my head in my hands. Why were they like this?

"What they mean?" Red asked innocently.

"Nothing."

"No, you tell now. No hide from me, I want know." He says stubbornly.

"You really don't want to know."

"Yes I do! Bakugo tell!"

"No. I'm not telling you," I cross my arms.

"I get you, tell right now."

"Come at me then. Because I'm not telling."

He smiles devilishly before pouncing, knocking the both of us to the ground. Pushing my head to the ground, he straddles over my back. One of his hands holds my wrists to the floor, above my head. I can feel his..

"Got you! Tell now if you live." He orders, I could see him smirking out of the corner of my eye.

"I guess I'll die." I shrug, amused by his frustration.

"No! Tell!" Red says again, moving slightly and sitting harder on my back, pushing his-

"Woah what's this? Gay?" Shinso says from behind us. "I just wanted milk but now I get a show to go with? Today's my lucky day I guess."

"Go away Shinso." I groan.

"What gay?" Red asks, loosening his hold on my wrists.

"It's when two men have s-"

"Like each other!" I interrupt, "When two guys like each other."

"And have sex."

"Shinso! What the hell man?!"

"What? He was the one who asked."

"When I get up your ass is gonna be beat." I threaten, wiggling in Red's hold.

"I'm a top though.."

"I don't give a rats' ass!"

"Good, I'm too big for them anyways." He says, walking past us to grab a cup.

"You disgust me."

"Says the one who's face is pressed to the floor, and if you ask me, that's kinda kinky. Anyways, keep him there Red. You're doing great."

"Thank!"

"I hate you."

the fluff is immaculate

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~tragedy out <3 <3