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The next day, Bakugou realized that the college he was enrolled into started classes soon.

He sighed as he looked at the calendar, a bit sad when he realized that he wouldn't have much time for Kirishima and himself. He bit his lip, standing up from the couch and walking into Kirishima's office.

"Babe?"

When the blonde didn't get an answer, he raised an eyebrow, stepping further into the room and looking around.

He rolled his eyes when he spotted Kirishima sprawled on the loveseat, his hair sticking out every which way. Chuckling, he walked over and crouched down, kissing the redheads forehead and Eskimo kissing him gently.

"Eijiiiiii~"

When the redhead didn't budge, Bakugou rolled his eyes and slapped him.

"EIJIRO!"

The redhead jolted, eyes snapping open and sitting up so fast that he knocked their foreheads together.

"Oof! Ugh, what happened? Is something wrong, Kat?"

The blonde scoffed and rubbed his forehead, shaking his head.

"No, nothing is wrong, I just wanted to let you know that my classes start in about a week."

Kirishima nodded slowly, then his eyes widened.

"Oh shit! Really?!"

"Mhm."

"We've gotta go somewhere! We haven't hung out casually together since... uh..."

"The park. It's okay."

Kirishima nodded, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly and smiling.

"Whatever. We should go out, maybe get some lunch later."

"I'm down with that."

Kirishima smiled, kissing Bakugou gently and rubbing his head.

"That shit hurt," he muttered with a chuckle.

Bakugou rolled his eyes, waving the male off and getting up.

"I'm gonna go change."

"Nooo! You look cute~!"

Bakugou turned to glare at his grinning boyfriend.

"I'm not going out in public in an oversized cat sweater, Eijirou."

"Damn... you look hot though~"

The blonde blushed, flicking the redheads forehead and trudging off.

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"Bakugou, are you ready? It's about noon, we should go get some lunch!"

"Yeah yeah, I'm coming."

Bakugou toyed with his hair for a second more, then shrugged and left his bedroom. He patted his pocket, making sure he had the necessities for an outing, then met Kirishima at the door.

The redhead glanced up from his phone, smiling brightly at the blonde.

"Is that the shirt I got you when we met?"

Bakugou flushed, looking down at the t-shirt he was wearing and nodding slowly. Kirishima "awe"d, receiving a shove from the boy. The redhead snickered, grabbing Bakugou's hand gently and pulling him out the door, locking it behind them.

He walked over to his favorite car, a beautiful silver Mercedes, and held the door open for Bakugou. The blonde rolled his eyes and smiled lightly, getting into the car. Kirishima did the same, and they drove off.

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Eventually, the pair pulled up at a fancy Japanese restaurant, one of the most popular in Tokyo.

(Yay. I've established where they are)

They both stepped out of the car, Kirishima gently linking his arm with Bakugou's and walking inside.

They walked up to the receptionist, arm in arm, and Kirishima smiled at her.

"Hi! Reservation for Kirishima?"

The young woman looked up, smiling kindly at the pair and nodding, leading them upstairs. Bakugou raised an eyebrow, looking at the redhead, but he just received a small smirk.

The blonde gasped.

When they finally reached their destination, he was met with a ceiling covered in glittering stalactites. He stared up, awestruck, and only broke out of his trance when he was tugged toward a small, candlelit table.

The blonde sat down, Kirishima taking his own seat across from him. The redhead grabbed his hand.

"Do you like it?"

"Y-Yeah... how did you..?"

"You forget how rich my family... i-is," Kirishima replied with a small grin.

Bakugou raised an eyebrow.

"You hesitated. What are you hiding, babe?"

Kirishima chuckled sadly.

"That's a story for another time. For now, we should get some food."

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"Y'know what I just realized?" Bakugou muttered before taking a bite of his spicy ramen.

"Hm?"

"We should probably establish a safe word."

(You're welcome commenters that would like to prove that I'm an idiot)

Kirishima snorted.

"Yeah, you're probably right. How about something simple? Like the stoplight system?"

Bakugou raised an eyebrow, looking up at Kirishima and nodding for him to go on.

"Y'know, red, yellow, and green? Stop, hold on, and go?"

The blonde nodded, quickly swallowing his food.

"I think that would be okay," he replied, reaching out to grip Kirishima's hand over the table. "Let's just hope we won't need to use red much, right?"

Kirishima chuckled and squeezed Bakugou's hand, nodding.

"Yeah."

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When the two finished their food, they sat and talked for a while, discussing their schedule for when Bakugou's classes would start.

"So you're majoring in what, again?"

"It's really nothing important, but I have classes every day of the week except for Thursday's."

Kirishima frowned.

"Tell me your major, babe. I just want to know."

"Eh? Ugh, fine... photography. Again, nothing imp-"

"You're majoring in photography? That's so cool baby!"

Bakugou flushed.

"Shut up, dumbass..."

"No, really! I wanted to be a photographer as a kid, if just seemed so cool! Buuut, they didn't make much money, so my mom passed down the family business to me!"

Bakugou smiled slightly at his boyfriend's enthusiasm, leaning across the table to kiss him, shutting the male up. Kirishima closed his eyes slowly, raising his free hand to hold Bakugou's cheek and kiss back.

"Mmh, you know how I missed your, hah, birthday?" Bakugou muttered between gentle kisses, receiving a hum from the redhead. "I have a surprise for you later, when we get back home..."

Kirishima pulled out of the kiss, panting softly, and nodded.

His mind immediately went to lewd ideas, but he definitely didn't want to get his hopes up about that.

About half an hour later, they left, walking around town for a bit.

Bakugou rested his head on Kirishima's shoulder.

"This has been fun... thanks, or whatever..."

Kirishima chuckled.

"You're welcome."

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I'm sorry this took so long guys, writers block is a bitch.

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