Kirishima drained his glass of water, bundled his clothes in his hands and made his way toward his room. He desperately needed a shower after all that.

He looked out the window and smiled ruefully at the downpour still hammering down outside. He'd never look at a rainy day the same again.

His bedroom was on the bottom floor, down the hall from Mina's and across from Bakugou's. He couldn't count the amount of times he'd looked at Bakugou's door as he'd made his way inside his own.

Bakugou scooped his clothes up and quickly followed Kirishima down the hall toward their rooms. He hesitated for only a second before he decided to act on the idea that had been bouncing around his head for the last couple of hours.

Kirishima put his hand on the doorknob to his room but was stopped by a strong forearm that wrapped around his middle.

Bakugou's heart was beating wildly in his chest as he spoke and he was sure Kirishima could feel it through his back where his chest pressed into him. "Want some company?"

Kirishima's heart did a nervous little flip as his breath tickled his ear when he spoke. The game was over but Bakugou didn't seem to care. How many times had he imagined this exact scenario or one very similar?

He turned the handle and pushed the door open. He pulled his hand back and thread his fingers through the hand that clutched his ribs. "I'd like that." He answered quietly.

Kirishima stepped through the door and pulled Bakugou in behind him, still gripping his hand. He dropped his clothes and Bakugou did the same before pushing the door closed with a soft click.

Now that they were alone, they were both a little nervous, unsure of what to do next. The reality of their nakedness adding to their anxiety, even after the day they'd had.

"Why did you want to come in?" Kirishima asked, his voice a little higher than he wanted.

Bakugou smiled a small smile at him as his eyes flicked over his body "A couple of reasons."

Kirishima scoffed at his response and went to reply before Bakugou's hand on his side stopped him. "One of them was because I really enjoyed you fucking me and I was hoping we could do it again."

Kirishima swallowed audibly in the quiet room "And the other?"

"I wanted to ask what you thought about it not being a one time thing." Bakugou asked.

Kirishima looked back at him with his own rueful smile "You wanted to ask if we could fuck more often?"

"Not exactly." Bakugou corrected as he closed some of the distance between them and looped his arms loosely around Kirishima's shoulders "But if that's all you want then that will have to do." He said next to his ear, sending a shiver down Kirishima's spine.

"I didn't say that's what I wanted." Kirishima said softly, meeting his eyes and placing his hands on his hips. "But what do you want?"

Bakugou took a steadying breath "I really like you, Eijirou. I've just been too stubborn to do anything about it and I think, I think you like me too."

Kirishima bit his lip and nodded, allowing him to continue, and not trusting his own voice not to falter. He'd been in love with Katsuki for years but had never dreamed that his feelings could possibly be reciprocated.

"So the other reason for coming in here kinda was to ask you if you wanted to fuck more often, but exclusively. As my boyfriend." His eyes had flicked down to Kirishima's chest as he spoke and a light blush coloured his cheeks.

Kirishima reached out a hand and tilted his chin up and a broad, toothy smile met his eyes as he answered "I'd really like that, Katsuki." At his words, Bakugou returned his smile with a small one of his own.

"Fucking finally." Bakugou replied as he looked back up to a grinning Kirishima.

"So no more threesomes with Kaminari, Babe?" Kiri smirked at him.

"Did you just 'babe' me?" Bakugou asked, his eyebrows pinched.

Kirishima grinned harder "Yep, whatcha gonna do about it?"

"Just because you're my boyfriend, doesn't mean I won't kick your ass." Bakugou huffed.

Kirishima went to reply but Bakugou cut off any further smart ass remarks when he crashed his lips to his.

Kirishima directed him toward the bed and as the back of Katsuki's legs hit the edge of it, he broke away to whisper in his ear "Should we get started now then?"

Bakugou groaned in response and fell backward onto the bed, quickly pulling Kirishima down on top of him and melting his lips back to his.

Kirishima tilted his head to look down at him "Ever had shower sex?" He asked against his lips.

Bakugou shook his head but damn that sounded good right now.

Kirishima grinned and tugged him up as he stood and made his way to the bathroom.

He turned on the water until it was steaming and stepped under the spray, shuddering as the water hit his exhausted muscles.

Bakugou watched the water hit Kirishima's prominent muscles and smiled at how lucky he was. He'd agreed to go out with him so this was a sight he'd be allowed to see as much as he liked. Kirishima put his head under the water and his hair became limp, tangling down around his shoulders, he wanted to run his fingers through the silken strands.

Kirishima turned to look at him and caught him staring, he gave him a lazy grin "Are you just gonna watch or are you actually gonna join me?"

Bakugou stepped under the water and groaned contentedly. He watched silently as Kirishima soaped up a cloth and dragged it over his chest, the move more intimate than any they had shared before.

It unlocked something inside him and he shivered under his touch, craving it over every inch of exposed skin. He wrapped his hand around Eijirou's and moved it slowly over his body.

Kirishima looked up from his sudsy body and met his gaze, the intensity he found there was nothing new but the lust and longing certainly were.

Kirishima smiled at him and Bakugou wondered if everyone got the same feeling when the full force of Eijirou's smile was trained only on them.

He took the cloth from him and ran it over Kirishima, across the flat planes of his stomach and down his muscular thighs. He knelt down and rinsed his calves and watched as Kirishima's dick hardened further now that his mouth was so much closer to it.

He stood back up with a rueful smile "I think you said something about shower sex."

Kirishima looked back at him with a seductive smile and stepped right up to him "I think you're right." He purred at his ear and picked him up with his hands on his ass.

Bakugou's hands held onto his shoulders and wrapped his legs around his waist as the water fell down around them. He felt Kiri's dick prod at his entrance and groaned softly.

Kirishima pulled back to look at him "We don't have a condom."

"I know." Bakugou replied, looking into his eyes. "But I want you."

Kirishima groaned "I'll go grab one, I'll be back in a sec."

"No." Bakugou's single word halted him. "I want you Eijirou, all of you, nothing between us."

Kirishima almost whimpered at the weight of his words and he pushed Katsuki's back against the wall so he could use one hand to line his dick up with his ass. He slid easily into his overused hole and placed kisses over his jaw.

Bakugou let out a grunt as Kirishima slid into him. He used his legs to rock back and forth on his dick, making Kirishima moan into his neck. He ran his hands into his hair and turned his face to his.

Kirishima kissed him like he'd always wanted to, long and slow, massaging his tongue with his own. His muscles were burning from exhaustion but he didn't care, the pain outweighed by the pleasure.

This time was slower, savouring and sweet, neither of them having anything to prove, just simply enjoying each other. Kirishima rest their foreheads together and smiled.

"What are you smiling like that for?" Bakugou questioned, that wasn't his regular toothy grin, this was a small secret smile, meant only for him.

"Do you have any idea how long I've wanted you for?" Kirishima asked.

Bakugou smiled back at him the same way "Yeah, actually, I think I do."

"Mmm?" Kirishima rocked his hips against him the way he liked.

Bakugou pulled his head back

"I've been in love with you for years, Eijirou." Bakugou admitted "I never for a second thought that you could feel the same way about me."

Kirishima paused, his thrusting temporarily forgotten, "Are you serious? I've been flirting with you for years, hoping you'd reciprocate one day."

"You flirt with everyone." Bakugou grunted.

"Not anymore." He smiled at him again.

"Okay well less heart to heart and more fucking please." Bakugou ordered and Kirishima started moving again, much faster this time.

Bakugou dug his fingers into Kirishima's shoulders and moaned against his chest when he felt his hand wrap around his aching dick.

Kirishima was right on the edge and used his hand to get Katsuki there too and this time he got the pleasure of watching his face as he fell to pieces in his arms.

And when it all became too much for Kirishima, he released inside him, this time into his boyfriend.

As Kirishima lay on his back staring up at his bedroom ceiling a short time later, Katsuki pressed into his side and his arm draped over his chest, he smiled into his neck, knowing this would be the first of many nights like this. Squad goals indeed.