VaLEntIneS dAy sPEciAl wOoH

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"Hey Baku?"

"What do you want, shit hair?"

"I just wanted to know..."

Bakugou looked up from his phone, obviously impatient with the redhead.

"Know what? Spit it out!"

"If you would go to prom with me?"

Bakugou raised an eyebrow and began to chuckle, which became full out laughs after a moment. He calmed himself down quickly, his eyes widening when he saw Kirishima's straight face.

"Oh, you were serious?"

"Well, yeah... I thought it would be fun..."

"Heh, babe listen. That's not my style. A ton of teenagers shoved into a cramped room with eardrum-bursting loud music is not something I would want to be part of. I wouldn't look good in a suit anyway."

(Bitch where

)

"O-Oh, okay. That's... that's fine."

Bakugou could hear the sadness in his boyfriend's voice. He looked up to see the boy looking at the floor, leaning against the railing on the roof of the building.

"Are you sure it's okay?"

"Yeah!"

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A few days later, Bakugou could see that Kirishima was still distraught. The two were walking off campus, hand in hand, heading for the coffee shop a few blocks away.

"Kiri, are your sure it's okay?"

"Prom? Yeah, it's fine," he answered with much less enthusiasm as the first time Katsuki asked.

Bakugou squinted at the boy for a moment, then looked away, focusing on where they were going.

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"Babe, are you sure?"

"Yes Bakugou! I'm sure! Can you stop asking now?!"

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"Are you really okay with it?"

Kirishima looked up at his pink haired friend, pouting slightly.

"No..."

"There you go, you never lie to Mama Mina. Well, what are you gonna do?"

"I don't know. Probably just sleep until prom is over," Eijiro whined, flopping onto his bed.

Ashido frowned slightly, but pat Kirishima's head and sat on the edge of his bed.

"I'll support you through that. You can hibernate and I'll stay by your side. I bet Aizawa would let me."

Kirishima cocked an eyebrow.

There's no way.

"Okay, probably not, but still."

Kirishima smiled up at his friend, thanking her and letting her leave.

She had a date.

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"Babe, I'll ask you again, are you sure?"

"Yeah, it's okay. I'm gonna hibernate in my dorm til prom is over."

Bakugou smirked, withdrawing something from his pocket.

"Well shit, I guess I can throw these very expensive prom tickets away..." He hummed, holding the sheets above the trash can.

Kirishima's eyes widened and he turned around, snatching the tickets and squealing. He looked at Bakugou with big eyes, hugging him tightly and lifting him off the ground.

"I love youuuuu!"

"I know, I love you too shit hair."

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Kirishima didn't know what to wear.

He had a lot of suits, and none of them were good enough.

Suddenly, there was a knock at his door.

Mail's here!

Kirishima ran to the door and opened it, smiling at Kaminari who was on mail duty.

"Hey dude!"

"Heya! So, this package is for you, it's from your moooommmm~"

Kirishima flushed slightly. His mom sent him the strangest shit.

When she learned about his and Bakugou's relationship, she sent a lot of condoms, cookies, and even a dildo.

'Be sure to use protection!' Was written in the small note attached.

That was a nice experience...

...

Kaminari, Sero, and Mina made fun of him for weeks.

He slowly grabbed the package, smiling at Kaminari and slamming the door. He rested the box on his desk, hesitating before cutting it open.

He grinned when he saw what was inside.

'It was your dad's. I hope it fits, have fun at prom! -Mommy <3'

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Kirishima was pacing his room.

"It's okay, he still has..." He check his watch. "Seven minutes! He wouldn't ditch me, right?"

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Kirishima checked his watch again.

Ten minutes have passed.

He pouted a bit, sighing and sitting on his bed.

Then there was a quiet knock.

Kirishima jumped up, quickly running over to throw his door open and jump into Bakugou's arms.

"Woah! Calm the fuck down!"

"I thought you were gonna ditch me..."

Bakugou scoffed.

"I was just running a bit late, Pinky wouldn't let me go," He growled.

Kirishima cocked an eyebrow, confused, and finally looked at Bakugou's blushing face.

He had makeup on.

It was subtle, but adorable, and Kirishima couldn't look away.

Of course, he had his thick eyeliner, a usual for the blonde, but also had a bit of red eyeshadow, blending into orange near the edge. Kirishima didn't know if his blush was makeup, or natural.

"Awwwwwwwwww-"

"SHUT UP."

"You look so cute, babe!"

Bakugou muttered, "Whatever," and dragged Kirishima to the auditorium, where the party was being held.

Kirishima finally noticed that their outfits matched.

Kirishima had a grey dress shirt and pants and a black suit jacket, a red tie to contrast. Bakugou had a red dress shirt and black pants.

Because suit jackets and ties can go fuck themselves.

Once the pair arrived, Kirishima squeezed Bakugou's hand lightly as he admired the decorations. They were gold and silver, a large disco ball hanging from the roof.

Kids were eating snacks and chatting with their friends, some were dancing, and others were taking pictures. Kirishima spotted his friends and smiled, noticing the three rushing up to meet them.

He kissed Bakugou's cheek before letting go of his hand, hugging his friends tightly and greeting them.

"Oh my god Kiri! Kaminari is gonna spike the punch later, you have to watch him try to get past Aizawa when he does! It'll be hilarious!"

"I'll be sure to!"

"Why are you guys late?"

"Ask Mina," Kirishima muttered, laughing at the girl's pink cheeks.

"Sorry!"

"It's fine, he looks cute. See- H-Hey... where did Baku go?" (I h a d t o)

Kaminari, Mina and Sero shrugged.

"I dunno, didn't notice he left?"

Kirishima "hmph"d, walking out the doors to look for the missing blonde.

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Eijiro had almost looked over the whole building. He was giving up hope when he saw the ash blonde leaning against a wall in one of the halls for second years.

"Bakugou?"

The blonde flinched, then looked over at the redhead with a small, almost unnoticeable, smile.

"Hey."

"What are you doing? Prom is that way..." Kirishima muttered.

Bakugou sighed, looking at the wall parallel to him again.

"I couldn't stay in there."

"Why?"

"Large groups of people make me nervous. Like someone is always judging me, but I'll never know who."

"So like... anxiety?"

The blonde cocked an eyebrow, looking at Kirishima again.

"Like, social anxiety. You get scared in front of a lot of people you don't talk to or know."

Bakugou hummed.

"Then I have anxiety, whatever. You can go back, I'm gonna stay here and recollect my thoughts. For the rest of the night."

Kirishima didn't even need to ponder that statement.

"No."

"Huh?"

"I'm not just gonna leave you. You're my date. I'm staying."

Bakugou's eyebrows scrunched up, and he looked like he was in pain.

"But you-"

"I don't care about prom anymore. I'd rather spend time with you, Kat."

Kirishima wrapped Bakugou in a gentle hug, holding his waist and nuzzling his neck. Bakugou slowly hugged back, looping his arms around the redhead's neck and holding him tightly.

"Thanks."

"My pleasure. May I have this dance?" Kirishima asked with I snicker.

Bakugou laughed, a sweet, rare sound.

"Of course."

And the two spent prom just like that. Holding each other under the hallway lights, slow dancing to a silent tune.

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;w; I feel like this is rushed but I still love it

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