[Heyoooo!! Hope you've been well since the last time I update:)! Enjoy this chapter, it's nothing special...just Kiribaku bonding time]

Third Person POV

Kirishima awoke to the bright beams of light emitting from the sun, peeking through the curtains and filling the office with the blinding warmth. He reached his hands high above his head, tensing all his muscles and extended his jaw, like a lion getting ready to roar, and yawned. He let out a long, relaxed, restful sigh then nuzzled his nose into the pillow under his head snuggled the blanket close to him.

He slowly closed his eyes, they shot open once he realized that he had a pillow and blanket.

Though the red head is forgetful, he surely remembered walking out of the bathroom and fell asleep on the couch instantly, having no time to grab a blanket and pillow.

He sat up on the couch and looked around, confusingly.
'Maybe one of the housemaids or butlers gave em to me...or...' he smirked when he got to the last word of his thought and with that proud smirk he wore on his face he walked into his room and saw Bakugo sitting, legs crossed on the bed, fiddling with game pieces to a game board.

"Bakugo?" Kirishima jumped onto the bed but not forceful enough to bounce the games pieces off.
"The hell do ya want?" Bakugo asked in his usual irritated tone while examining the game piece in his hand.
"Last night, when I fell asleep on the couch, did you give me the pillow and blanket and take my towel away?" Kirishima could't take that bright, shining smile off his face.

"What's it to you? Why do ya care if I did?" Bakugo rolled his eyes, setting down the game piece and narrowed his eyes at Kirishima.
"You did, didn't you?" Kirishima raised an eyebrow.
"Idiot, you would've caught a cold, sleeping with your hair wet." Bakugo raised his chin to make it seem like Kirishima were smaller than him, not wanting to willingly admit that he cares.

"Awww! Thanks Bakugo! You're so sweet!" Kirishima said in awe and tackled Bakugo to the bed with a warm bear hug.
"Argh! Get the hell off me you fucker!" Bakugo shoved his hand in Kirishima's face and tried to push him off but, to no avail.

"Come ooooon Bakugo~! I know you've got a soft spot somewhere!" Kirishima smiled between Bakugo's fingers and hugged him slightly tighter.
"Aaaaarrrgg!! Get. The fucking hell. OFF!" Bakugo kneed Kirishima in his stomach with so much force Kirishima nearly spit blood.
"Uuuugh-ahhhhh, maaaaaan Why you gotta do that?" Kirishima got off of Bakugo and rolled off the bed with a heavy thud, clenching his stomach which he had hoped wouldn't bruise.

"Tch! Should've seen it coming." Bakugo sat upright and looked down from the edge of the bed at Kirishima who was laying in a fetal like position on the floor.

"I'm sorrryyyyyy." Kirishima grunted out.
"Get up you ugly fetus." Bakugo jumped off the bed and softly kicked Kirishima in the back.
"Ugh, I can't Bakugoooooo. Help me up pleeaaaase." Kirishima held his hand up for Bakugo to grab.
"Shitty face." Bakugo rolled his eye and grabbed Kirishima's hand, pulling him up and putting Kirishima's arm around his shoulder.

"Thanks~" Kirishima groaned in pain but laughed through it. Bakugo walked down the stairs, supporting Kirishima who was limping.
"Use your legs, godamnit." Bakugo snarled at Kirishima.

"My bad." Kirishima (manly*insert smirk emoji*) giggled and tried to put his weight on his legs other than Bakugo but his stomach strained and he still leaned onto Bakugo for support.

They were now on the first floor and Bakugo let Kirishima sit on the couch while he grabbed a towel and soaked it with cold water, wringing out the excess water. Bakugo went over to Kirishima, lying on his back on the couch.
"Lift your shirt." Bakugo sat on the edge of the couch next to Kirishima.

Kirishima lift his shirt up, exposing his fine toned torso. Bakugo was slightly shocked at how well built Kirishima was but didn't show it. He put the cold damp towel on Kirishima's stomach without warning.
"Fuck! Slow down Bakugo, that things fucking cold." Kirishima tensed at the sudden cold touch of the towel.

"Quit being so weak, it's just a cold towel. Be fucking grateful I'm giving up my precious time to tend to you." Bakugo started rubbing the towel in circular motions on Kirishima's abs (six pack, mother fucker ;)
"You're right, thanks for helping out...even though you were the one that kneed me in the first place..." Kirishima whispered the last part, teasing Bakugo.

"The hell'd you say!?" Bakugo slammed the side of his fast on Kirishima's stomach in the same area he kneed him. Kirishima scrunched up and removed Bakugo's hand from his already starting to bruise stomach.
"Gimme a break Bakugo, it's starting to really hurt." Kirishima said, rubbing the area on his stomach that was hit twice with brute force.

"...whatever..." Bakugo started to feel slightly guilty for hurting the red head but went back to cooling Kirishima's injured area with the chilled, damp towel.
"Oh right, I already told you but, my buddy Sero is coming over for dinner tonight and he's bringing Kaminari. Kaminari is his purchase from the auction from the other day so be friendly, Alright?" Kirishima told Bakugo in a soft tone.

"I might not be all classy or whatever the hell but, I know what manners are. I ain't a dumbass" Bakugo removed the towel from Kirishima's abdominal area and started caressing his tight abs, examining to see if a bruise was visible.
"Expected nothing less...enjoying the view down there?" Kirishima smirked and teasingly  looked down at Bakugo, still caressing his rock hard abs.

"If it weren't for the laws of this land, I'd kill you" Bakugo looked up at Kirishima with an unimpressed expression.
"Ohhh~? " Kirishima snickered in a flirty tone.
Bakugo was officially over-irritated. He showed it by swiftly jumping onto Kirishima and grabbing him by the neck in a choke hold.
"Yes" Bakugo furrowed his eyebrows an scrunched his nose.

Kirishima bit the corner of his lower lip with a smirk and looked up at Bakugo with devilish eyes.
"Then do it, attack me." Kirishima whispered seductively, obviously trying to fluster Bakugo.

A light tint of pink brushed over Bakugo's cheeks but his bitter expression didn't change.
Bakugo leaned into Kirishima.
"Don't fucking test me, I'm well capable of doing it." He whispered in Kirishima's ear and straightened back to an up right sit.

That was not the reply Kirishima had expected, therefore leaving him with his face as red as his crimson hair and an expression of pleasurable shock.

Bakugo had enjoyed making Kirishima feel off guard and surprised so he decided to do it another time.

Bakugo stuck out his barreled-chest and rolled his hips on Kirishima's lower stomach area. Bakugo swooped down and came face to face with Kirishima. He combs his hand through Kirishima's soft red hair.
"Dumbass." He whispered and got off Kirishima, walking to the kitchen to renew the no longer wet towel. Kirishima was left laying there, flustered and blushing intensely.

Surprisingly, Kirishima was not left with an erection but it felt like killer butterflies were throwing a party in his stomach, his heart was racing faster than a peregrine falcon diving to capture mice.

[Kiribaku bonding exercise:
★ Complete ★
Should I....do a dirty Kiribaku scenario?? ;) Btw I chose a name for my Kiribaku hamster child, KIRU!! I love him ohhhh mah lord!! The name was requested by Cheesekatt THANK YOU!]