A/N 3 draft chapters were deleted including this one. I'm sorry if there was anyone waiting extra long because of it. I also just got caught up with 'tap tap' and um there's going to be a part 4...ya.....I also have a (weird) one shot book out called 'Rare Pairs' check that weird shit out! Don't forget to vote 🧡 love ya!
Edited by my lovely otp KiriBaku_luver 🧡
Art by spvcervnger on Instagram, Cosmic-spvcervnger on Tumblr, and Spvcevnger88 on Twitter. I saw this and needed to use it, Badass Kiri is soooo sexy! I'm so grateful to the artist for giving me permission to use their beautiful art! Thank you!

KIRISHIMA’S POV

I’m in love…. Fuck

My thoughts clouded in a clear objective; I can't let him leave, not yet…

Remnants of the sun linger on the horizon, nothing but a thin orange glow by now. Stars sprinkle delicately across the sky where the mauve dyed clouds from the twilight don't conceal the ultramarine sky peaking through.

Taking the chance to glance at the landscape I make a decision. Can I trust Bakugou with this? I don't fucking want to ruin this moment but I think that knowing what fucking hell I came from, will help him understand my shitty fucking...well... me.

Sliding my hands from his lower back slowly to his small muscular waist, I feel him trembling at my touch. Oh my fucking...he inhaled deeply, biting into his lower lip, eyes screwed shut. Mirroring his mouth, biting my lip ring….I'll tell him later, this is too fucking good of a moment to waste on my shitty life story.

Leaving one hand on his waist, the other explored up from his lower stomach. Easing my fingers between each and every ab. I caress further up to his firm yet plump chest. His breathing picks up, I can feel his heart thumping wildly. I feel his fingertips cascading down my shoulders tenderly squeezing my bicep. I can't take my fuckung eyes off of his chest rising and falling under my outstretched fingers, directly over his racing heart.

I never would have guessed that someone like me would be so fucking enamored by someone, let alone a guy...the heart fucking wants what the heart fucking wants, I suppose. Shit, I want him so fuckin much it hurts.

I lean right up to his ear, my lips feel the slightest peach fuzz grazing.

“Stay with me tonight.”Neither a question nor a demand, making it a fucking fact that he is coming home with me, giving him no room to decline. He simply nods his head in confirmation.

“Good, now grab your shit ‘n let's get the fuck outta here, Blondie.” licking the lobe of his ear  with the tip of my tongue, quietly whispering.

Adjusting our, ahem, ‘junk’... DAMN FUJOSHI PERVERTS, I see you drooling!

BAKUGOU'S POV

Oh, the speed of how I grabbed all my stuff surprises me! Lacing our hands into each others, we walk down the hill towards his place, stealing a soft glance at each other ever so often.

Kirishima lives a few blocks away from the coffee shop, in a...not so nice part of town...I'm not judging, just kinda makes me sad…He seems to sense my uneasiness and reassures me with a squeeze of his hand in mine. Making our way to his front door. Slightly wondering what will happen tonight.

KIRISHIMA’S POV

I don't have the nicest place to live but it’s whatever, I worked my fuckin ass off to get this place, saving my money for years. It's just a shitty one bedroom apartment but it's MY shitty one bedroom apartment.

I guess the cute ass Blonde didn't know what a clean freak I was. His eyes looked about ready to pop out his damn head. I chuckled at his reaction but that just surprised him even further. Have I not laughed around him? I'm pretty sure I have….maybe? Whatever.

“Tch, don't act too surprised, god forbid I like my surroundings clean”

“N-no I'm not ah shit, I'm sorry, Red...” sheepishly saying with his hand behind his neck.

“I'm just fuckin wit’cha, lighten up Blondie” I won't tease him too much… for now.

“Ya hungry? I can whip somethin up real quick.” my stomach growling an indication that I was starving.

“Sexy, strong, clean, and you cook too…  What else can you do?”

I snort in amusement at his kind words.

“You'd make a perfect wife” His shit eating grin is plastered all over his fuckin face. This fucker...

“Tch whatever, Blondie”

Let's be honest, I can't be too mad, that smile has been my weakness before I even knew it was. I'm not going to bore you with a cooking tutorial but I make a fantastic spicy curry, blondie’s favorite apparently. Zoning out washing the dishes, feeling his hands wrap around my waist from behind me.

“So...do you live alone? Red?”

My body stiffens instinctively at his question….I was going to tell him eventually but it's a sensitive topic regardless.

“Ya… well it's kind of a long story….”

Drying my hands having finished cleaning up, I lean back into his (slightly) taller figure, lacing my fingers between his.

“I’ll always have time to listen to you.” feeling his lips brush against the nape of my neck, I can feel his warm breath as it trails down my back, making me blush. I swear this guy is guna be the fuckin death of me.

“I'll tell ya later, ya lil shit…”

Turning around, meeting his studious ruby orbs. I find myself smiling again, I’ve smiled so much more in just the past couple of hours than I have my entire shitty life. He brings joy into my existence, it took me a long fucking time to notice and even longer to admit it. I have a curiosity that bubbles out to the forefront that I never had any interest in...at least not until my curiosity in my feelings for him had gotten the better of me.

His soft lips on my forehead brought me to the realization that I had been zoning out again, so fucking lost in my own damn thoughts about him.

“I’m pretty sure you're the ‘lil’ one here but…” with glee in his eyes. Cutting him off with a playful growl, the side of my mouth upturned into a sharp smirk. “Eh? What was that, Blasty?”

His boisterous laugh reverberates through the small kitchen, finding myself chuckling at his amusement towards the nickname.

His head tilts back, smile taking up a majority of his face, his firm chest rumbles under my palms. I lean towards him and lick up the side of his neck from his collarbone to his ear, softly nibbling at his flesh. The music of his laughter abruptly ceasing, gasping at my gesture.

Got ‘em!

Continuing, my fingers venture down the front, enjoying the low moans of pleasure, shit...so fucking sexy. His barely audible whimpers are driving me crazy! Abusing the sweet spot nestled in the junction of his neck and shoulder, he shudders barely able to speak, “oh, K-Kiri….”…..GODDAMN pervs are you still reading this shit?! Weird….I'm a little busy trying to seduce…my...boyfriend? Whatever, I'll tell ya later. I gotta stop breaking the fourth wall…..where's that tape asshole so I can fix this shit…

A/N I'm such a tease...next chapter gets spicy😋
ayyimantay I couldn't get angsty yet, for you, I made this one soft. You'll need the tissues for 'tap tap' part four....