An: Four more days!

Day: 26/30 (Fluff)

Prompt: Bakugou has always trouble saying "please" and "thank you" so Kirishima helps him.

Couple: M/M Kirishima, Bakugou

Words: 1,558
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An: Day 185 million of not having time to re-read my shit. Sorry!

❤Kirishima's Pov❤

Ever since the students of UA moved into dorms, the first thing I have the privilege of is being able to see katsukis face first thing in the morning every day.

Before, I wouldn't have been surprised if someone told me that Katsuki was born scowling.

but his face in the morning.

It's when his face is relaxed from a long sleep, ready to start his day, that shit's adorable.

It's like the teachers knew of my crush for katsuki, that, or I had damn good luck when they chose dorm neighbors.

"Good morning Bakugou!" I say. The blond had been waiting for me to open the door, he does this every morning, even though I'm pretty sure I wake up before him.

"Hi," He says. His eyes were half-lidded like he had forced himself out of bed. He shuffles his feet and walks ahead slowly. I take my spot behind him.

"Are you excited about our field trip?" I ask, he shrugs.

"We're just going to be doing more training, right?"

we turn the corner and walk in the elevator, he presses the button for us.

"Thanks, and yeah, but like, we'll be in America dude!"

"Sounds like a lot of unnecessary work."

"Come-on! Man I- Oh hey Kaminari!" I say.

Kaminari smiles and runs to stand beside Katsuki.

"So you guys walk to class this early every day? No wonder you're always the first ones there!" He says, walking slightly ahead to hold the door for us.

"Thanks, man!" I turn to Katsuki to see he's still scowling. I slightly elbow him in his chest.

"Asshole. Fucking Thanks," he says.

Kaminari's eyes slightly widen, he looks at me in slight disbelief. I smile and continue walking to class, my chest slightly puffed.

Our first couple of hours of the class was boring as usual. It still baffles me how much better Katsuki is at teaching than them. Though, he's the best at a lot of things.

Awiza was talking slow as usual, but his words still had a way to pack a punch so it isn't hard to pay attention. That is until a pink paper is slid on my desk.

So you gonna ask bakuhoe out tomorrow or what? - Mina

My heart skips a little, I crumple the paper, put it in my mouth and drink a shit load of water to completely get rid of the evidence. I could hear Mina snicker beside me.

And why would I do that? I hand Mina the paper.

She quickly reads it and shakes her head in disapproval.

Tomorrow's valentines day, dimwit.

A chill of realization went through me. How could I forget that? I've been talking about confessing for months now, and now the day is actually coming? The audacity.

"Don't tell me you forgot!" Mina loudly whispered, getting the attention of everyone within a three-mile radius.

"Ashido, is what you have to say that important?" Awaiza groaned.

I could see it in Mina's eyes. The urge to say "yes." But instead, she frowned and shook her head, looking back down at her paper.

Once everyone's attention was officially redirected I sent her one last note.

You bet your ass I did.

She giggled and rolled her eyes, swiftly crumbling the paper.

---

When lunchtime came around I quickly left my seat to avoid being scolded by Mina.

Bakugou was always fist to finish packing up, so he was already at the door waiting for me.

The two of us walk to the cafeteria and wait in line, Katsukis toe taps faster as every second passed, clearly impatient.

"Could I get that one too, please?"I ask, which the lunch-man happily obliges, putting the food on my tray.

"Yeah, that one." The blond says. I frown at him when he turns to me briefly. "Please."

I smile when we reach our table and sit down next to Sero, scooting over so Katsuki can sit next to me too.

"So are we all excited about tomorrow?" Mina asks, looking me painfully in the eyes.

Everyone in my friend's group (besides Bakugou, obviously.) knows about tomorrow's plans. So they all enthusiastically nodded.

"The fuck is happening tomorrow?" Katsuki asks, I immediately hope my friends know how to keep their mouths shut. Just this one time.

"The best day of your fricken life dude," Sero says with a mouth full of food.

"What does that even fucking-"

"Well! Are you guys about for our field trip." I say a little bit too loudly, the others get the hint and change the subject. Katsukis face kept its slightly confused/annoyed look as ate his food.

---

I couldn't focus at all for the remainder of the day. Not even as I sat in the common room, spending time with the people I like most.

Should I just like, tell him? No that's not fun... I could write him a letter. No. That's not mainly, I bet he'd want me to tell him up front. Oh, but then when he rejects me it'll be awkward as hell.

"What the fuck is wrong whit your face? Looks like you just stubbed your toe," bakugou asks, though, I know that's him asking if I'm okay.

"Nothing, I just. Am tired. I- will talk to you guys tomorrow." I said, walking upstairs to my room. I could swear I heard Bakugou whisper "liar" under his breath.

---

It's 4:00 in the morning. I can't believe in doing this. I walked down to class 1-A's Kitchen, trying not to wake up anyone in the process. It had taken little to no convincing to the teachers to allow to Sero and me to do this. It probably had something to do with how Mrs. Midnight said "ahh young love!" and that just didn't sit well with me.

"Hey, man thanks for helping me."

"Yeah, let's just hurry and get started... And just a disclaimer, I've never made homemade chocolate before, why didn't you ask Mina or Kami to help instead?"

"Her dorm room is pretty far, and he's really cranky when he's woken up."

"Understandable," he said, turning around and getting out all of the ingredients, which All Might oh so kindly bought for them.

The two made a mess, but had a great time, by the end both boys had at least four candy bars of chocolate worth on their body, but a job well done.

---

I woke up slightly more groggy this morning, I guess that's one of the side effects of having a whopping five and a half hours of sleep. And it seems like that's something katsuki noticed immediately.

"What's up with your face. Again." the blond asked, flicking my nose lightly.

I smiled and slightly shoved him back.

"Sweetheart, I know I'm handsome. You don't have to point it out all of the time."

His face reddened and he laughed, which I will say was the cutest thing I think I have ever seen.

"Shut up!"

---

The angst of me having to confess today seemed to wash away with the school's happy atmosphere. Everyone had their own bags of chocolate and smiles filled the usually empty hallway on this early morning.

We sat in the class and everyone exchanged friendly chocolates, Bakugou even got some too!

---
At lunch, our usual group sat down and were talking quietly when a group of three girls came over.

"Here Bakugou!" The group of girls said.

The girl in the middle held the chocolate in her shaky hands. Her face was extremely red and she blinked Many, Many times. Her hair was brown and her skin was dark, her eyes were like none I've ever seen, like a hazelnut brown with a hint of blue and green. I'm jealous because She's... Really... Really, pretty.

Bakugou took the chocolate and looked at me.

"Uh. Thanks?" he says, they walk away, bodies much less tense.

"You guy's want this?" he asks, throwing the chocolate in the middle of the table.

"B-but wait! That's for you!" I argue, but Mina already had half of the bag stuffed in her mouth.

"Eh," he says. And that's the end of it.

I wonder who's he gonna give my chocolate to?

---

I've had my hand on this door nob for about half an hour.

It's 7:35 and I wouldn't be surprised if bakugou was already asleep by now.

I take a deep breath and knock on the door, wiping my free hand on my shirt to remove all traces of nervous sweat. I take another breath and rehearse in my head.

Just say "I made something for you."
I made something for you.
I made something for you.
I made something for you.
I made something for you.
I made some-

"What the fuck do you- oh. Hey, shitty hair."

"SOMETHING FOR YOU ME MADE MY LOVE!"

fuck.

"Huh?" He asked.

He looked down at the chocolate in my hand, and back at me, again, and again. Until his face was as red as my hair.

"Thank you," he said without hesitation.