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I DID IT BITCH

Chuuya & Maël fluff for the soul =^=

I love them so much, you don’t understand-

[kenmaash]

valentine- a kiribaku fluffshot

hey hoes happy valentine’s day :D

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Bakugou

I held a rectangular box of chocolate in my nervous hands and took a breath. I stood in front of the door to my last class of the day.

C’mon, do it. He’s right there. You can do it, idiot. Get some balls!

Nope. 

I spun around without opening the door and walked right back to my locker. Before I could open it and put the chocolates away, a hand landed on my shoulder and turned me around. I whipped my head towards the source of the hand and glared right into a pair of black and golden eyes. Ashido Mina, the only person other than myself who knew about my plan to give chocolates to someone this Valentine's Day.

“Katsuki! I saw you walk away, you fucking chicken,” she taunted. Her hands rested on her hips and she stuck her tongue out at me mockingly.

“Shut up, Alien Bitch. Have you ever done something like this?” I growled.

“No, but think about it.” Mina raised one eyebrow defiantly. “It’s really not that hard. You just walk up to him and hand it to him. Or put it on his desk. Then you can walk away or stay and see his expression.”

“No. That’s my final answer.” I opened my locker and stuck the chocolates inside. “He probably wouldn’t want them anyway.”

“Katsuki.” Mina’s voice was gentle. “You know he loves you. Eij-”

“Don’t say his name!” I quickly slapped my hand over Mina’s mouth and looked around. “You know I don’t want anyone else to know I have a fucking… crush... on him.”

“There’s no one around. You’re just being paranoid at this point.” Mina’s hands went back to her hips and her eyebrow lifted again. “You know, I could always give them to him and tell him they’re from you.”

“It wouldn’t be the same.” I started to close my locker, but Mina put her foot in the way of the door.

“Put them in his locker, then.”

“What?” 

“Put them in his locker. You know the code to the lock, right? Just put them in there and let him find them.” Mina tapped on Eijirou’s locker, just a few down from mine.

I hesitated for a moment, trying to think it through. It did seem like the best course of action…. No confrontation or explanation, it was hidden from other classmates, and he could reject me by just not mentioning the chocolates.

“Alright. Move.” I shoved Ashido aside and opened Eijirou’s locker. I stuck the chocolates on top of his gym bag, knowing he would grab that first when he left for the day.

“And you’ll see what he thinks about it when we hang out tonight,” Mina added.

“Oh shit, I forgot about that.” I groaned inwardly. Our friend group had decided to go to Eijirou’s dorm for Valentine’s day since we were all single. That meant I had to face him with the whole group about the chocolates…. “Maybe this whole chocolates thing is a bad idea after all.”

“Nope. It’s time for class, so we’d better go. No backing out now.” Mina slammed Eijirou’s locker shut and shoved me towards the classroom with her palms on my back. I sighed and let her push me, stumbling when she practically threw me through the doorway to class 1-A.

“Watch it, bitch.” I glared over my shoulder and gathered sparks in my hand.

“You watch it, Blasty,” she retorted with a roll of her eyes. I scoffed and turned away, stepping around groups of people chatting to get to my seat. Right in front of Eijirou. I sat with my feet up on my desk and leaned my head backwards over my chair, staring at the ceiling with stars in my head. A spiky mess of red hair popped into my field of vision, followed closely by a tanned face and a blinding grin.

“Hey, Bakubro!” Kirishima Eijirou’s eyes closed when his grin grew especially wide as he said my name.

I sat up and sat backwards in my chair to face him. “Hey, Shitty Hair.”

“Did you get anything for Valentine’s day so far?” Eijirou asked excitedly. When I nodded, he pulled out a few packages of chocolates from under his desk. “Me too! Some girls and guys from class C gave me these. I didn’t want to hurt their feelings, so I just kinda took them. I hate milk chocolate… do you want them?”

I did a mental fist pump over the fact that the chocolates I had gotten him were dark chocolate. “Nah, I hate milk chocolate too.” I shrugged. “Mina will probably want them.”

“I’ve been summoned?” Mina stepped into the conversation with a mischievous smirk playing across her lips -no doubt because she had heard the chocolate offer.

“You want Shitty Hair’s shitty chocolate?” I asked, resting my chin on the back of my chair.

“Don’t mind if I do! I’m glad we have a few pretty boys in the Bakusquad, otherwise we’d surely starve,” Mina mumbled around her mouthful of chocolate hearts.

Denki and Hanta, who had been trailing behind Mina for a moment now, laughed at this. While it was true that the four of us guys got plenty of confessions and food from people, Mina got more than any of us. It seemed that every day, a new girl was daydreaming or another guy was learning to cook for her. To absolutely everyone’s surprise but our little friend group, Mina had no interest in accepting any of the confessions, so she did her own thing. She allowed people to like her, but multiple confessions or pleads to date them were off the table.

“How much have you gotten today, Mina?” Hanta asked, hoisting a bouquet he had been given and tossing it to Eijirou to examine.

“Mmm, not much straight to my face, but my locker pile is starting to build up.” Mina shook her head.

We all laughed, but were cut off by Aizawa clearing his throat.

“Class, don’t make me expel you all on Valentine’s day,” he said, his voice droll as he stared directly into the eyes of the entire class. Everyone scrambled silently back to their seats and waited while Aizawa stepped out of his sleeping bag and started the lesson.

During the entire period, while Aizawa went on and on about hero history and whatnot, my mind was elsewhere. Stuck on red hair and red eyes, an eye scar and thick lashes. On a shark-toothed grin and an arm on my shoulder. Walking across campus with a hand so close to mine, it would be so easy to just reach out and hold it, but I never did. Strong arms and a powerful quirk paired with passionate ambition. Smile lines creasing on the brow of a beautiful face.

“Katsuki!” A voice shook me from my daydreams. Hanta was waving his hand in front of my face, trying to get my attention. “Time to go.”

“Oh, yeah. I was falling asleep, that lesson was so damn boring,” I scoffed with a roll of my eyes. I stood from my chair, trying to wipe the remaining thoughts of Eijirou from my head. Mina grabbed me by the arm and dragged me out of the classroom; bolting past Denki, Hanta, and Eijirou while I protested.

When we got to my locker, I yanked my arm away and glared at her. “The fuck was that for?”

“I wanted to talk to you about the chocolates. I think you need to tell Ei straight up becau-”

I cut her off. “No. We’ve been over this, and it was your idea to put them in his locker anyways. This is the one thing I’m not confronting him on.”

“Well he might bring it up tonight and then the whole group will know.” Mina crossed her arms defiantly.

I waved my hand in dismissal. “He won’t. He’s too moral or whatever to out me to everyone.”

Mina hesitated. “Well… if you’re sure….”

“I am.” I shoved past her and started walking away. “Don’t fucking bring it up again, what’s done is done. And it’s too late to do something else with it anyway.”

I heard Mina’s soft sigh behind me as I walked back to the rest of our friends.

“There you are!” Eijirou waved at me and Mina as we rounded the corner to the hallway where they stood. “Let’s go! Hanta went to pick up our bread order- I got you curry buns, is that alright?”

“Whatever.” I shrugged.

“What about me?” Mina lunged forward and hugged Eijirou’s shoulder.

“Apple cinnamon rolls.” Eijirou ruffled her hair, making her grin.

“Yay!” Mina hugged Eijirou tighter.

“Can we go please?” I exchanged an exasperated glance with Denki.

“Yeah, sorry!” Eijirou reached up and scratched the back of his neck. “Oh crap, I need my gym bag. Go ahead, I’ll meet you there.”

Kirishima turned and went back to his locker. Denki, Mina and I started our way to his dorm. The campus was mostly empty, since people were going out with their partners or friends to celebrate or mourn this fucking horrible day of love. While we walked, Kaminari rambled about homework and minecraft and other things that just happened to pour from his mind. We stopped at Kirishima’s dorm and I ducked into my room next door to get our party food and drinks from my minifridge.

When I came out of my room, Hanta and Eijirou were standing with Mina and Denki. Eijirou’s gym bag was slung over his shoulder, but the box of chocolates was nowhere to be seen. Mina glanced at me, gaze flickering from Eijirou to me and back again. I shook my head sharply and she stopped.

“Lets go, singles!” Mina raised her fist in excitement and clapped her hands when Eijirou unlocked his door and let us in.

“I’m putting the party stuff on your desk, Shitty Hair,” I said. I brought the three bags of chips, pocky, soda, and cup ramen on Eijirou’s much-too-large desk. Denki plopped onto the floor beside Eijirou’s speakers and put on some music. I felt glad that we were probably the only students left in the school when the Disney Hercules soundtrack started blasting through the room, most definitely carrying out into the hall.

“Oi, Ei.” Mina elbowed Eijirou in the side. “What’s that?”

I looked over to see her pointing at something red sticking out of Eijirou’s gym bag. Oh, fuck. He had taken the chocolates. My brain battled between relief and fear as Denki and Hanta gathered around to look.

“Oh, a few people left chocolates in front of my locker.” Eijirou waved them off.

“Who’re they from?” Hanta wiggled his eyebrows.

Mina’s head snapped up and her eyes met mine, anticipation drifting between us.

“There’s no name on it,” Eijirou said. “They’re my favorites, though! So they either did their research or just got really lucky.”

“Hmm, interesting. A mystery.” Mina stroked her chin. “Anyways, wanna watch a movie? Or play paranoia?”

“Movie!” Denki  and Hanta cheered in unison.

“Totoro!” Eijirou added, causing everyone to clap appreciatively.

“Totoro it is. Thotsuki, can you hand me the strawberry pocky?” Mina blinked at me with innocent eyes.

“Get it yourself, Asshido,” I growled, snatching up a box of chocolate pocky for myself.

“Awwwh, rude.” Mina pouted. She stood up and went to get her own pocky, leaving Denki to put on the movie. “Denki, put Big Hero Six and Howl’s Moving Castle in queue.”

Everyone gathered their snacks and sat together on the floor to watch the movies. Mina and Denki were sprawled on their stomachs next to each other, sharing a bowl of popcorn that Denki had popped with his quirk. Hanta sat with his legs crossed beside them, eyes stuck to the TV but still taking with the rest of us. Eijirou and I sat beside Mina, leaning against the side of Eijirou’s bed with a bag of chocolate covered pretzels between us.

The movies played peacefully, partially serving as background noise to our seemingly never ending conversation. About halfway through Big Hero Six, we stopped talking and the movie captured everyone’s attention. Mina was the first to fall asleep, shortly followed by Hanta, who slid slowly sideways and eventually slumped over onto the carpet with a quiet snore. Denki’s eyes grew heavier and heavier each second until he, too, fell asleep in a heap on the floor. I clinked my iced coffee with Kirishima’s and we grinned at each other; victoriously the final two awake.

Eijirou opened his mouth for a second before closing it again and saying nothing.

“What?” I nudged him softly.

“Well, I was going to ask if you got a mystery Valentine too, but, well, it wouldn’t really be a too. Since I didn’t get one either.” Eijirou’s voice sounded slightly nervous as he spoke.

“What do you mean? That box didn’t have a name. So it’s a mystery,” I said dryly.

“Ah, no. It… it had a name.” Eijirou’s eyes went straight down into the ice of his coffee, refusing to look at me.

“It did?” My heart lurched in my chest. I knew I’d signed it… but why had Eijirou lied before? Was he embarrassed by it and didn’t want our friends to know? Or maybe it was his way of rejecting me? “Um, who was it?”

Eijirou said nothing. He just nodded and scratched the back of his neck. “Yeah. I’d love to be your Valentine.”

His words caught me by surprise and I did a double take. “Really?”

He finally looked up at me. “Does it go both ways or do I have to ask you to be mine?” His voice was soft.

“I’m already yours….” I whispered.

Eijirou’s eyes flickered across my face. The room seemed to grow warmer. Which was why my face was burning…. Yes, that was the only reason. Not because Eijirou’s hand rested in my palm, or because his eyes were locked into mine like they were reading my soul. No, it was just the temperature. My heart raced and my mouth opened slightly.

“You’re beautiful.” Eijirou’s gaze broke from mine as he shifted so that he could rest his head on my shoulder. “I just wanted you to know that.”

I stiffened for a moment, but when the warmth of Eijirou’s body seeped into mine, I seemed to melt. I felt my right arm go around his shoulder and my left hand reach for his.

“Thank you for saying yes,” I whispered, leaning my head on top of his. “Will you… still be my valentine tomorrow?”

“For as long as you’ll have me, Katsuki.” Eijirou replied, his head sinking deeper into the crook of my neck. He squeezed my hand with the last word.

I turned my head towards Eijirou, pressing my lips gently to his forehead. He smiled and returned the gesture, bringing up our clasped hands to his mouth and kissing the back of my hand. He then laid his head back down on my shoulder and I felt our bodies melt together.

Forever. I want to be like this with you… forever.

I have never been more at peace.

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i hope you all liked that :) i haven’t written kiribaku in so long, so that was super refreshing for me

word count: 2534

-ash