<The closer the bros, the better>

After sparring for a couple hours, Kirishima and Bakugo planned to head back to their dorm rooms.
"Damn Bakugo, you can really hold up in a fight." Kirishima commented, throwing his towel around his neck
"Why the hell wouldn't I be able to?" Bakugo refuted. The two sweaty, shirtless boys were still a little out of breath, but they were nearing their dorms as the crisp night breeze cooled them off.

"Let's spar another time." Kirishima gave a friendly punch to Bakugo's shoulder before heading into his room. In response, the incompetent blonde gave a slight grin.

In Bakugo's dorm, he threw his sweat-soaked towel into a basket of dirty laundry. He went to turn on his shower, but water wasn't coming out.
"The fuck?" Bakugo muttered as he tried multiple more times to get his water up and running. Finally giving up, he gathered his things and went next door to Kirishima's room, letting himself in as he knew the clumsy red often forgets to lock his doors. 

"Oi Kirishima!" Bakug hollered, examining the manly decor of the bedroom.
"Bakugo?" Kirishima's response was muffled through the bathroom door and running water.
"My water's not fucking working, finish up so I can shower." Bakugo shouted back loud enough for Kirishima to hear, taking a seat on the red's bed.
"Sure dude!" Kirishima was more than glad to share his bathroom with his friend.

His patience running low and starting to feel unclean from the sweat, five minutes felt like years to Bakugo.
"You're taking too fucking long." Bakugo rolled his eyes and got off the bed, turning the knob to the bathroom. And as expected, it was unlocked as well.

Bakugo charged into the room, feeling the steam from the hot water moisten his skin.
"Fuck this, I'm taking a shower now whether you're done or not." Bakugo started stripping himself of his clothes, preparing for a refreshing shower.
"Bakugo? Just wait a little, I'm almost done." Kirishima peeked his head out from behind the shower curtains at Bakugo taking his clothes off, instantly retreating his head back behind the curtains when the blonde's pale bare ass was revealed.

"Who fucking takes an hour long shower anyway?" Bakugo wondered aloud as he slid the curtains open to see Kirishima's fine-toned body covered in soap bubbles.
"It hasn't been an hour." Kirishima argued against him, slightly covering his private areas with his arms and distancing himself from Bakugo as he stepped in.
"The tub's kinda small Bakugo, we both don't fit. I would've been out in a second." Kirishima rinsed the bubbles off his body. Bakugo shoved his way to get under the warm running water. He instantly felt clean as his sweat washed away.

The two teenage boy's skin were caressing against one another, the water and soap making it more slick.
"I'm heading out, it's too crowded in here." Kirishima shimmied his way to the curtains to get out of the tub. Caressing and holding onto Bakugo as he did, careful not to slip.
"Bout time. Don't touch me." Bakugo shrugged off Kirishima's slight grip.

"Well it's kinda cramped in here, hard not to." Kirishima managed to get out of the tub while Bakugo was still rinsing himself off.

Kirishima couldn't help but think that when their bodies made contact, Bakugo's skin was extremely silky.
"Bakugo, how is your skin so soft?" Kirishima blurted out, drying off and pulling on a pair of boxers.
The water turned off.
"The fuck do you wanna know?" Yanking the curtains to one side and exposing himself, Bakugo replied.

"Ack-! Cover yourself up bro!" Kirishima chokes on his words, throwing his towel at Bakugo to use, averting his eyes.
While under the running water, Kirishima never thought to look down at Bakugo's 'package'. But unknowingly, Bakugo had taken a couple glances at Kirishima 'down there' and honestly, the blonde was pretty impressed.

"Calm down, not like you never seen a dick before, dumbass." Bakugo mumbled, drying himself off with the towel thrown to him.
"M-make sure to clean up in here once you're done." Hearing what Bakugo said, Kirishima felt a bit flustered as he walked out the bathroom with his basketball shorts in hand. The red couldn't take any more of Bakugo's comments.

Moments after Kirishima, Bakugo came out of the bathroom as he left it squeaky clean. Kirishima was already tucked into bed and reading comics.
"Close the lights on your way out." Kirishima closed his comic book and set it on his nightstand, getting ready to doze off. Bakugo shut the lights, leaving Kirishima to think that he was about to leave the dorm room.
The blonde felt it a bit late to go back to his dorm, though it was a few seconds walk.

He crawled into Kirishima's bed and made himself comfortable, facing the wall.
"Wha-what're you doing?" Kirishima, caught by surprise was immediately awake from his sluggish state.
"It's damn late, lemme crash here tonight." Bakugo sighed, feeling tired as soon as he felt his body sink into the soft mattress.

"But you live right next door...and my bed isn't very roomy." Kirishima complained as he was trying not to fall over the edge while Bakugo had all the space he could ever need.
"Shut up, your bed is big enough for two." The blonde nuzzled into the blankets, scooting slightly closer to Kirishima as their backs gently grazed each other.

"Night." The red just gave up trying to take back his personal space. Kirishima moves back a bit, their backside now firmly against one another. Bakugo groaned in response to his goodnight greeting.