"This breakfast tastes worse than a horse's ass."

     "Bro, don't be so hard on me! I never cook y'know! Wait, how do you know what a horse's ass-"

     Before the red headed surfer could even finish his sentence, Bakugou grabbed him by the front of his shirt and pull him close, faces inches apart.

     "How did I get here?" He asked, gritting his teeth.

     Kirishima laughed, "Mm, didn't I tell you you'd be staying with me? I'm your tour guide man!"

     "That's doesn't answer my question!"

     Once he was released, the red head lifted his glass, mumbling an inaudible sentence.

     "Eh?"

     "I cawried uu hum."

     "OI SPEAK UP!"

     Kirishima set down the glass diverting his gaze, "I carried you home. Ah, I-I just saw you while I was making my way back from surfing classes. So, I decided to carry you and your luggage up here. You would've been too stubborn and refuse if awake."

"Damn right," Bakugou muttered. "Also, what kind of island doesn't have a hotel?"

Kiri laughed as he started to collect the dishes and set them in the sink, "Ours, we never get visitors, so I was pretty psyched when Aizawa reached out to me." He then walked back to the seated blonde and smiled, "I hope we get along bro!"

The blonde scoffed and quickly stood up from the table. "Excuse me, but I have to get going."

"Where are you heading to?"

"I don't know. I'll just let the camera guide me," Bakugou said as he disappeared into the hallway.

Kirishima called out, "Oi! Let me come with you! I have some questions to ask you too!"

"Whatever, don't slow me down."

A minute later, Bakugou was dressed in island wear with his backpack on and camera around his neck. The two exited the house and a gust of wind greeted them. Kirishima's house was on a small cliff overlooking the whole island. Bakugou instinctively turned on the camera and took a shot. He grinned and started running down the steps to the beach, Kirishima following close behind him.

As they walked down the beach towards the town, Bakugou wouldn't stop taking pictures.

"Hey, Shitty Hair," Bakugou called out, Kirishima wincing at his new nickname. "You said you had questions for me."

     "Ah that's right!" Kirishima exclaimed as he twirled his surfboard in the air. "What's your reasoning of coming here? Professor Aizawa told me you and Midoriya chose to volunteer at your own terms."

The photographer stopped in his tracks, eyes tilted down.

     "I came to this island to prove I'm the best photography major in my university," Bakugou said. "I couldn't pass up this opportunity after hearing about it."

Bakugou glanced at Kirishima who was staring intently at him carefully listening to every word with a soft smile. He coughed and looked back at the beach.

"A-Anyways," Bakugou stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Don't you need to teach classes? You're a coach right?"

"Agh, that's right! I knew I was forgetting something!" Kirishima slapped his forehead. "Thanks for reminding me!"

  He ran off, calling out, "See you later Bakugou! I get off at 6! Show me those pics alright?"

After he was gone, Bakugou sighed, "What a loud idiot."

He began walking through town and visiting the different kinds of shops. But with each step, he could feel like there were eyes watching him. At first, he tried to ignore it. However, once he exited the bakery, he saw a flash of yellow, pink, and black around the corner.

"Must be those shits from yesterday," Bakugou murmured.

     After looking around, he peered into an empty alleyway. There was a dead end and Bakugou noticed the waste water and ladder leading up to the roof. He decided he would capture them and make them pay for almost destroying his child.

     "Perfect."

     Bakugou ran down the alleyway, and when he turned around, there were the brats from yesterday following him. He smirked and threw a plank of wood to knock over a pile of crates which trapped them inside the corner.

     "H-Hey! Blondie let us go!" One of them screeched as Bakugou swiftly climbed up the ladder.

     He peered down at the horrified faces below him. Bakugou lifted up the buckets of waste water and grinned, "Payback time fuckers."

     The waste water poured down and drenched the three people. Bakugou quickly took away the ladder. The bastards started screaming at the blonde but he just hopped to another roof and climbed down, snapping a picture and giving the finger as his goodbye.

~

     He strolled down the street, still making sure those three weren't still onto him. Bakugou looked up at the sky, which was very different from the morning. Instead of seeing the sun, he saw clouds covering the entire sky. Not to mention, it was getting a little chilly. He concluded it would be best to go back to Kirishima's house.

As he was walking back, he caught a glimpse at the red-headed surfer comforting one of his students. Kiri noticed him and gave him a happy grin.

After Bakugou took his shoes off, he sat near the window, waiting for Kirishima to come home. He was secretly eager to show him pictures about his day.

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— this is basically the same chapter as the original lol