It was Christmas Eve night, Bakugou sound asleep. Kirishima was currently awake, trying to wiggle his way out of the blonde's grip. He wanted to put all of the gifts he got for Bakugou under the tree so that he could wake up and feel the Christmas joy running through his veins. Once Kirishima was able to wiggle his way free, he tiptoed his way to the closet. The door now pushed open, Kirishima pushed himself on his toes as he grabbed the gifts from behind his pile of sweaters. He was honestly surprised that Bakugou hadn't found them yet. There, behind the sweaters, sat 14 presents, for the 14 months they had spent together. Kirishima had even taken the time to theme them for something they did each month, making each gift special. As he put them under the tree, the redhead thought back to each memory the inspired the gift.

The first gift was a fresh bouquet of red roses. It was the same bouquet of flowers that Kirishima had gotten the blonde on their first date. He remembers that day like it was yesterday.

'"Hey K-Kirishima...what's up?" Bakugou walked up to the redhead, as nervous as ever. Kirishima had planned a date for them, and the blonde was extremely scared. They had only started dating recently, which made it even more nerve-wracking.

"Bakugou! Good to see you showed up!" Kirishima responded his hands behind his back. The blonde smiled awkwardly, chuckling.

"Um...h-here...I got you some flowers..." The redhead whispered, pulling the red roses from behind his back. The blonde gasped, looking down at the bouquet in front of him. It was a cluster of beautiful roses, all hand-picked.

"O-oh...Kirishima you didn't h-have to..." Bakugou murmured, taking the flowers from his hands. His face was all red, hugging the flowers to his chest.

"Yea I did! I'm glad you like them!"'

Kirishima smiled at that memory, placing the box under the tree. Next up was a mug, and a bunch of types of teas. He remembers accidentally getting the blonde coffee when he hates the stuff with a burning passion. Kirishima then apologized for around 10 minutes straight. This whole thing ended in the blonde laughing, extremely loud and clear. That was the first time Kirishima had ever heard Bakugou laugh. Smiling, Kirishima placed that gift under the tree.

Next, was the cooking and baking books. This was when Kirishima had learned of Bakugou's love for cooking and baking. It was when they were still learning new things about each other every day.

' Kirishima was walking through the halls, towards the cafeteria for a little snack. When he arrived, he saw something he never expected. Bakugou was standing behind the tables, a huge ball of dough in his hands. The redhead gasped, hiding behind a pillar so he could observe. Then Bakugou started singing and in Italian no less. Something the blonde probably hid from everyone else.

"Piccola anima

Che fuggi come se

Fossi un passero

Spaventato a morte

Qualcuno è qui per te

Se guardi bene ce l'hai di fronte

Fugge anche lui per non dover scappare

Se guardi bene ti sto di fronte

Se parli piano, ti sento forte

Quello che voglio io da te

Non sarà facile spiegare

Non so nemmeno dove e perché hai perso le parole

Ma se tu vai via, porti i miei occhi con te

Piccola anima

La luce dei lampioni ti accompagna a casa

Innamorata e sola

Quell'uomo infame non ti ha mai capita

Sai che a respirare non si fa fatica

È l'amore che ti tiene in vita

Quello che voglio io da te

Non sarà facile spiegare

Non so nemmeno dove e perché hai perso le parole

Ma se tu vai via, porti i miei occhi con te

Camminare fa passare ogni tristezza

Ti va di passeggiare insieme?

Meriti del mondo ogni sua bellezza

Dicono che non c'è niente di più fragile di una promessa

Ed io non te ne farò nemmeno una

Quello che voglio io da te

Non lo so spiegare

Ma se tu vai via, porti i miei sogni con te

Piccola anima

Tu non sei per niente piccola"

(The song is Piccola Anima btw...it's a pretty song and I listened to it while writing this so I felt a need to add it....don't punch me.)

It was a song that Kirishima didn't even know, but he was amazed. He decided he didn't need a snack anymore. He kept that to himself, and Bakugou still has no idea the redhead had heard that.'

Kirishima giggled as he placed the gift under the tree. The fourth was something so crazy obvious that Kirishima would have been stupid not to get his blonde boyfriend. He decided to get them matching sweaters, Bakugou's in the box, and his hanging in the closet. During their fourth month together, Bakugou tried on one of Kirishima's sweaters for the first time. The redhead had squealed so loud, any louder would have broken the windows. A smile spread on Kirishima's face, he placed the gift under the tree.

Next up was the chocolate pretzels. For White Day, Bakugou had no idea what to get the redhead. He ended up showing up with two pounds of chocolate covered pretzels. Kirishima had loved them of course, and they ate them together whilst watching a movie.

Kirishima picked up the little green cactus and smiled. He remembered when Bakugou went on a two-hour rant about how much he loved houseplants, and how they made the room so much more lively, made it smell better, etc. They never did get a houseplant, until now that was. Kirishima decided a little cactus would be easy to manage. He giggled as he placed the plant under the tree.

The next one was simple. For their 6th month, Kirishima had taken Bakugou to a semi-fancy restaurant, which completely blew the blonde out of the water. Now, he had reservations for a full-on fancy restaurant. He really wanted to impress the blond by taking it a step up from the other restaurant.

Looking down at the box, Kirishima frowned. During their 7th month, Bakugou was gone, captured. Kirishima remembers what it was like to be apart from the blonde, and him being in danger. The redhead decided to get them a pair of keychains that fit together, their names on either side with the day they got together, November 15th. That way, they could always have a piece of the other with them.

For their first summer date, Kirishima had taken Bakugou into Tokyo to go to an awesome water park. The bathing suit Bakugou had worn was old and stained, so Kirishima decided to get him a new one that actually would fit him nicely, and looked good on him.

In August, Bakugou would always get sweaty and gross and had to pull his hair up with hair ties the girls would give him. He looked cute, but Kirishima wanted him to be comfortable. He decided to get him some pins and stuff, so he could pull his hair back and enjoy the summer without his hair getting in the way,

For the 11th gift, Kirishima did something extremely cheesy. The day before school started again, they decided to have a movie night in Kirishima's dorm. That was the first time Bakugou and Kirishima had ever slept in the same bed, waking up cuddled in each other's arms. A few days after that, they decided to start sleeping in each other's rooms. A few weeks later, and Bakugou had fully moved into Kirishima's dorm.

For their one year anniversary, Kirishima had suggested that they recreate a bunch of cute couples photos. It took the blonde some convincing, but he soon gave in. When they finally got to take the photos, Kirishima discovered Bakugou's love for photography. That's where the Polaroid came from. Maybe they could take more cute pictures together.

Second to last, there was a scrapbook. Pictures from when they first met, to now. It had taken Kirishima extremely long to finish it, but he knew it would be worth it. He predicted this is when he would start to get emotional. He smiled, placing the gifts under the tree.

The last gift would be hidden in Kirishima's pocket. Beforehand, the redhead made sure all the presents were numbered, telling the blonde as soon as they woke there was 14. Only 13 were under the tree. Kirishima decided that he would propose. He knew it was cheesy, and they were young, but he knew, with all his heart, Bakugou was the one for him. Nerves were high, but the redhead knew it would be worth it.

Finally placing the ring in his pocket, he zipped it up. A small groan was heard from the blonde, who was reaching out in his sleep. Giggling, Kirishima returned to bed. Bakugou's face now buried in the redhead's chest, Kirishima fell asleep. He couldn't wait for tomorrow.