This is a request by sadisticxsakura

Can you do a part two to the Kirishima angst where they do get together? Surprise me

This is a Part 2 to Forget About It...
Note : There will be some big brother Bakugo love!

Enjoy
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Your POV

Releasing a small sigh, I lay on the couch, a blanket covering my body as I snuggle into my older brothers chest, smiling softly as he wraps an arm around my shoulders, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead while I sniffle softly. A small box of tissues, nearly empty, lay on the coffee table while my older brother, Katsuki Bakugo, and I sit on the couch watching Disney movies, Katsuki humming softly to the tune of the songs whenever they came up. He pats my arm softly, not very good at comforting himself, with a small smile on his lips pressing another big brother kiss to my forehead, ruffling my hair chasing a weak giggle from my lips.

My mom, smiling softly at the sight, walks in, holding a bowl of popcorn, squeezing herself next to me on the couch, placing the bowl on my lap. Katsuki smirks, grabbing a fistful of popcorn, pushing the kernels into my mouth making me shriek and laugh as I try to eat them off, some of them falling onto my lap while I lick his hand making him yell in disgust making me giggle. Katsuki, shaking his head, wipes his hand on my arm making cringe as the slick liquid slides onto my arm and dries. Mom could only shake her head chuckling at the sight, taking a handful of popcorn herself, softly nibbling at the buttery goodness that was popcorn. My dad, sitting all alone in the armchair, smiles our way. Leaning over to grab himself some popcorn as he watches the movie, chucking a couple of kernels at mom, chasing giggles from me and chuckles from Katsuki.

It was practically my whole family's mission to keep me happy. On weekends, Katsuki, out of nowhere, just asks if I want to binge watch Disney movies with him or just sit and watch Netflix with him, which would then turn into the whole family just watching movies, chucking popcorn or sweets at each other. Mom would often grab cake mixes from the grocery store, encouraging me to bake cakes instead of sitting at home feeling sad and insecure, telling me that she adored my baking. Katsuki was good at cooking while I was good at baking! Katsuki even let me help him cook dinner too. Dad, even though he's often at work, often just joins in where he sees fit, just observing from afar like he usually does. Only there to break up drama if it does happen.

Even when Katsuki had homework to be getting on with, I was his first priority, going to great lengths to be, in his words, the number one brother in the world, resorting to doing his homework at stupid o'clock in the morning or doing it on the way there. He didn't have to waste all those hours keeping me happy, but he wanted to... he knew how much Kirishima had taken a toll on me.

Ever since the incident at the cinema, where he stood there, like a rock, confused and simply puzzled by my love confession, I hadn't been my usual perky self. I hadn't spiralled into a depression, or at least I didn't think I had. However, at school, I'd burst into tears randomly, upon the thought of him. Many times, I had to be sent home, the teachers telling me that my mental health needed to be sorted out before I could go back... so mom resorted to home schooling me until I felt more confident, more happier. Although, I think she enjoys teaching me, Katsuki helps sometimes too. It was more anxiety of seeing him again that kind of ate away at me...

Especially since he's my brothers best friend!

As the movie comes to a close, the only thing at the bottom of the bowl was some unpopped kernels and the odd popcorn crumb. Mom got up, mumbling to herself that she needed to use the restroom while dad, cursing under his breath, ran out the room to his study, a phone call from his boss screaming from his phone. Smirking softly, I grab the unpopped kernels and shove them into Katsuki's face making him yell and fall onto his back chasing a shriek of laughter from me as he coughs and splutters, spitting them, or trying to, in my face. He only chuckles softly, ruffling my hair.

"You feeling better, squirt?" He asks, getting up, his vest falling down his chest revealing his unmanly cleavage, "You seem happier,"
"I guess," I reply running a hand through my hair, shaking the popcorn crumbs out of it before smirking, "You're boobs are showing,"
"They're not boobs, you loser!" He yells chucking a pillow at me making me shriek with laughter as I catch it, "They're called pectoral muscles!"
"Whatever you say," I muse, setting the bowl on the coffee table giggling, "Kacchan!"
"Come here!" He yells, making me yelp as I scramble to my feet, darting out of the living-room and into the kitchen, "You can't run from me, you little shit!"

Giggling, I dodge one of his hands, sliding over the island making him groan as I rush out of the kitchen, pushing mom out the way causing her to yell. Katsuki hot on my heels as I release some giggles. Before I could reach the front door, my only escape route, I'm pinned to the floor. Katsuki holding my shoulders down to the floor, a triumphant smirk playing on his lips as I wriggle underneath him whining. His body weight practically crushing me as he sits on my lower back, waiting until I call out 'uncle' or just compliment his ego.

"Katsuki! Get off your sister!" Mom yells, slapping him upside the head making me laugh, "You'll crush her!"
"Hit me again! You hag!" He yells, batting her hand away as she grabs him by the ear, dragging me off, "She deserved it!"

Giggling softly, I climb to my feet, sticking my tongue out at him. He shakes his head, chuckling as he rubs his ear when mom releases her grip. Muttering to herself as she storms to the kitchen. Katsuki smirks, wrapping his arm around my shoulders, rubbing his knuckle on the crown of my head making me squirm in his grip whining as the burning sensation spreads through my head.

Suddenly, there's a knock at the door, causing Katsuki to drop me making me yelp as I crash into the floor, the laminated floor not acting as a very comfy landing. Katsuki only chuckles, pressing his foot on my stomach when I turn over to get up, making me wince and wheeze as he opens the front door, keeping me under his foot making me whine. However, once the door opens, his foot relaxes making me push his foot away causing him to fall as I get to my knees, cheering triumphantly.

Unfortunately, my happiness was short lived. The knocker, on the other side of the door, managed to suck all the life out of me. My smile faltering. Tears gathering up in the corner of my eyes. My hands beginning to play with each other as I try to look everywhere but him. It was Kirishima. A weak smile was on his lips as he rubs the back of his neck. Katsuki, noticing my discomfort, gets to his feet, pressing a kiss to my forehead before turning to Kirishima.

"What do you want, shitty hair?" He breathes, keeping me behind him as I bury my face into his back, my arms wrapping around his waist, "Couldn't you just call me?"
"I didn't want to talk to you and this way you can't hang up on me," Kirishima explains letting out a small chuckle, "Can I speak with your sister? Please?"
"I'm staying right here," Katsuki replies crossing his arms, "You're lucky I didn't blow you into next week!"
"Can I just talk to her, please?" Kirishima pleads, ignoring Katsuki's threat

Katsuki sighs, turning his head to me, softly flicking my head making me look up at him with a frown. He looks to the door, making me sigh softly. Knowing I've got to face him at some point. That, and I didn't want Katsuki commenting on how weak I'd be if I didn't just 'grow some balls' and face him. Nodding, I slowly edge my way, showing myself as I look up at Kirishima. He lets out a small, reassuring smile before gently taking my hands making my brother glare his way.

"I'm really sorry, for what happened," he begins with a small sigh, his thumbs rubbing my hand softly, "I understand if you hate me, if you don't want to see me again... but I want to make it up to you, if you'll let me,"
"Kirishima... I..." I start but trail off sniffling, tears slowly rolling down my cheek, he sighs softly wiping them away gently
"It was very unmanly of me to do that to you," he says smiling weakly, "I'd love to take you out for a milkshake or something, just us, please, (Y/n),"
"You're stupid... you know that right?" I say softly shaking my head, blushing softly as he pulls me into a hug, burying my face into his chest
"Is that a yes?" Kirishima asks rubbing my back
"Yes," I hum softly, sniffling with a small smile
"You hurt her again, Shitty hair," Katsuki threatens chasing small explosions from his palms, "I won't hesitate to beat your ass,"

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Nervously, I fidget with my hands, looking at the clock as I wait in the living-room for Kirishima to arrive. It was after school time, my mom finishing my homeschooling early so I could mentally prepare myself for the date I was about to embark on as well as dolling myself up. Mom sends me a reassuring smile, licking her thumb as she wipes off a small smudge of lipstick on my cheek making me pout as she presses a kiss to my forehead. She smiles softly, admiring my outfit. It wasn't anything flashy. Just a simple (f/c) t - shirt with a small black skirt and tights underneath with a small flower clip in my hair (mom wanted me to wear it).

As the front door opens, I take a deep breath, teetering to the hallway, smiling softly at Katsuki who smiles, ruffling my hair making me pout, a chuckle leaving his lips before arching a brow at my clothes, being the 'big brother'. I roll my eyes, sending a small smile to Kirishima, who walks in behind him, wearing a simple red shirt with shorts, I could tell Katsuki put his nose up at the crocs hugging his feet.

"You are not taking my sister out in those shitty shoes," Katsuki grumbles, crossing his arms, "Put some trainers on or something,"
"Dude, these are comfy!" Kirishima whines, shaking his head, "You're not wearing them,"
"There's a reason why I don't wear them," Katsuki replies glaring before rolling his eyes as I giggle softly patting his arm, "They're fucking hideous,"
"Let Kiri wear what he wants," I hum, smiling softly as I slip on some black pumps, "No ones going to stare at his feet,"
"See! Thank you (Y/n)," he hums smiling softly as I giggle holding his hand, "You're beautiful..."
"Whatever," Katsuki groans rolling his eyes, "I want her back in one piece, no sex, no making out, no kissing, no touching each other and bring her back by nine,"
"Katsuki!" I whine pouting softly
"You hurt her Shitty Hair or she comes back crying, I will destroy you!" He yells

Kirishima only chuckles nervously, nodding softly, sort of brushing off the threat before wrapping his arm around my waist, sending me a toothy grin as Katsuki opens his mouth to say something but I shut the door in his face. Smiling softly, we walk down the street, enjoying each other's company while Kirishima tells me all about his training, how he's going to be interning with the BMI Hero : Fat Gum and how he plans to be just as good as a hero as Crimson Riot.

Every word that left his mouth, he had me hanging on every one of them. Obviously, I added in the odd comment, giggling at some of his jokes, pushing him playfully at a comment made toward me before laughing and pulling me back into his arms. The wall I had built blocking him slowly tumbling down as we enter the diner, sitting in a booth, big grins on our lips after ordering milkshakes and a large portion of French fries.

This date was already ten times better than the one we had last month at the cinema.

Kirishima smiles softly, as our milkshakes and French fries arrive, thanking the waitress before turning his attention back toward me. He slides his hand over the table, softly grasping my hands, rubbing the backs of them while I take a sip of my (favourite flavour) milkshake, smiling softly toward the redhead as he presses a soft kiss to my hand making me blush softly.

"It took me awhile to actually realise your feelings toward me," he speaks up, smiling softly as I eat the fries, "I've been kicking myself since you drove away..."
"Kiri, don't feel bad," I reassure, rubbing the back of his hand with my thumb
"No... I should," he says smiling my way, "You're beautiful, you have an amazing quirk, I love you and everything about you... and I threw it out the window that night,"
"You... you love me?" I ask blushing, playing with the straw in my milkshake, "Really?"
"I was just so shocked when you said you loved me... I just blanked out," he explains holding my hands, "I love you so much, (Y/n),"

Blushing softly, a warm feeling spreads through my chest, watching as he presses a soft kiss to my hand. Then, pushing the milkshakes to the side, he leans over and presses a soft kiss to my lips chasing a squeak as I kiss back watching red faced as he pulls away with a cheeky grin. Taking a sip of his milkshake before smirking my way, taking a French fry and dips it into his milkshake making me laugh as he eats it, humming in delight. He grabs another and puts it on his upper lip, pouting, making it look like it was his moustache chasing a giggle from my lips as I sip gently at my milkshake.

After finishing our milkshakes, Kirishima wraps his arms around my waist as he stops by the front gate leading to my front door, pulling me close. Slowly, I wrap my arms around his neck, my fingers softly going through his red hair, blushing. He chuckles, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead, before turning to the house, in the corner, in his bedroom, we could both see Katsuki, standing by the window with his arms crossed, glaring toward Kirishima. Obviously, he wasn't impressed with the position we were in.

With a cheeky grin, I grab a fistful of his hair before smashing our lips together, smiling into our kiss as he kisses back, pulling my hips close to him, humming softly. We pull away, smiling toward each other, laughing as the door slams wide open, Katsuki cracking his knuckles. Kirishima smiles, kissing my cheek before opening the gate to prevent being murdered, letting me in.

"I enjoyed today," I hum softly, kissing his cheek, "You made it up,"
"Good, so," Kirishima smiles ignoring Katsuki's glare, "Would you be my girlfriend, (Y/n) Bakugo?"
"Of course," I say hugging him, giggling happily, "Yes!"

Smiling widely, we pull away, sharing a quick kiss before I turn on my heels, teetering up to my older brother, patting his shoulder, making him chuckle softly, ruffling my hair before nodding toward Kiri, waving his way as he leaves. Katsuki smiles shutting the door, chuckling at the sight of me still smiling widely. My cheeks were aching but I didn't care. I was just so happy.

"Happy?" Katsuki asks, pulling me into a hug, rubbing my back as I nod, "Good,"

I was just so happy!...