“Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know.” Kiri said, somewhat out of the blue, as they sat comfortably propped against the headboard of Bakugo’s bed, watching their second season in a row of American ninja warrior. “We can talk about it.” -constructing-intricaterituals
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Bakugou snorted at his friend, arms folded over his chest. “I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about, shut up and watch the show,” he grumbled out, relaxing back against the headboard. He liked spending time with Kirishima, but man he didn’t want to actually talk about anything right now.















