Kirishima likes to make paper cranes and "flies" (flicks) them over to Bakugo when he gets bored. Bakugo naturally sets them aflame. After a while Kirishima gets the brilliant idea to write compliments to Bakugo on the crane paper, knowing Bakugo will just blow it up.
It was a terrible battle always sitting near Bakugo and resisting the urge to blurt out his every thought about the blond.
But doing it this way, Kirishima gets to pour out his feelings on paper, because his love for Bakugo is too big for even his body to contain.
He tests the waters first, just writing 'You're cute when you glare' then with practiced ease, folds it into a crane and flicks it at Bakugo.
And lo and behold, Bakugo doesn't even look up from his homework, just snatches the paper in mid-air and lights it up with a small explosion.
Kirishima grins to himself.
Perfect.
So it becomes a routine at their study sessions. Bakugo makes him study, Kirishima mind wanders as he stares at the blond, then has to write his feelings down.
Fold paper, make crane, throw at Bakugo, repeat.
Bakugo doesn't even snap at him for the increased amount of paper birds, just goes through the motions of capture and destroy.
Until one day.
Kirishima's mind just would not stop thinking about how much he loves Bakugo, so onto the paper it went. It was the fastest his pen moved this study session, that's for sure. He surprised himself that within five minutes he has a whole page written.
He had to stop there, no way was he gonna write on the other side. Too risky.
He folds the paper into a crane, turns and throws the crane-
Bakugo is looking right at him.
'Oh shit.'
The crane flies neatly into Bakugo's hand.
But it doesn't explode.
'Play it cool. Do not break out into nervous sweat, that will make him suspicious.' But now he's also been too quiet, damn it.
Bakugo looks down at the crane, still intact, then back at Kirishima.
"Now, I'm going to give you a chance to tell me what you just wrote."
There is no way in hell he was going to confess. Nope, nope, nope.
Wracking his brain the first excuse to pop up was "Uhh, new gym routine?"
Bakugo raises his eyebrow.
"Is that so?"
"Yup! Watched a fitness video so wrote down the routine to try it out."
"Which you then threw at me?"
Kirishima winces, "...yes?"
"Fine," Bakugo leans back on his chair, he almost looks relaxed, but his eyes harden in challenge. "Then as your gym buddy I better make sure it's up to my standards then."
Bakugo quickly starts to unwrap the crane.
Kirishima stares in frozen terror.
Bakugo clears his throat, lifting up the paper in front of him, a smirk gracing his features as he starts to read aloud.
"Dear Bakugo-"
Kirishima lunges.
They both grunt as they tumbled to the ground, Kirishima thought he'd have an advantage since he landed on top of the blond but Bakugo instantly got defensive.
"Fucking knew you were lying!" Bakugo shouts as he blocks Kirishima's hands.
"Okay! You got me! Just give it back!" Kirishima pleads, getting blocked again by an elbow.
"Y'know if you have an issue with me, you could say it to my face instead of a letter!" Bakugo snarls.
"It's not that either!" Kirishima shouts back. He tries to get under Bakugo's arm.
Wrong move.
Within seconds Bakugo had managed to flip him using a headlock. He's back is on top on Bakugo's chest as he stares at the ceiling in shock. Kirishima tries to pry the arm that locks around his neck but it's no use.
"Now let's see what you had to say to me."
Kirishima closes his eyes, sighing in defeat as he stops trying to escape. Can't delay the inevitable now. Now his friendship is going to go up in flames because he couldn't keep his feelings to himself.
The crinkling of paper feels like a loaded gun.
"Dear Bakugo, once again I can't help myself, and I blame you, this is all your fault," Bakugo pauses, a sour tone in his voice before he continues.
Kirishima mentally pleads with the blond not to read the whole thing aloud, he's going to die of embarrassment.
"How can you just sit there doing your homework yet I can't take my eyes off you, you're so handsome it hurts."
"It's the same when we fight, or when you cook our meals, you're so graceful and skilled and I just lo-" Bakugo stops reading aloud but Kirishima knows he's still reading it. His fate is sealed.
Oh how he wish he had a teleporting quirk now.
Kirishima can feel his eyes start to sting, he doesn't want to be here when Bakugo finishes reading, afraid of the consequences. With renewed desperation he tries to move again, grabbing onto the arm still locked around his neck.
Instead, Bakugo's arm tightens.
Kirishima keeps tugging, squirming while he can feel a few tears start to slip.
"Bakugo, please, just let me go." He chokes out cursing his voice for sounding so broken.
Bakugo must have finished reading it because he hears the paper flutter to the ground.
In the next moment Kirishima feels Bakugo's other arm wrapping around his waist as the blond sits them both up, Kirishima now sitting in between Bakugo's legs but he refuses to turn to face him.
Kirishima sniffles, wanting to wipe his tears but Bakugo has locked his arms in a tight embrace. He can feel the warmth radiating off Bakugo as the blond leans even closer against Kirishima's back, hooking his chin over Kirishima's left shoulder and sighs.
"Kirishima,"
Here it comes.
"I'm going to move you but don't try to run off." Bakugo warns, he waits for a small feeble nod before loosening his hold, arms hooking Kirishima's legs so he's now sitting in Bakugo's lap, his right side flush against Bakugo's chest.
"As I said before," Bakugo starts, raising his hand to cup the side of Kirishima's face, wiping away a few stray tears, "If you have something to say to me," the blond leans forward to touch their foreheads together, "say it to my face."
Kirishima barely feels like he can function being so close, he stutters out a breath, another tear leaks out but Bakugo is quick to remove it.
"I, I..." Kirishima stalls, Bakugo nuzzles their noses softly together and it's enough encouragement to whisper out "I love you."
Bakugo tightens his arms around Kirishima, pecks the redhead briefly on the nose before he presses their lips together.
Kirishima is so shocked he doesn't move at first, frozen because he couldn't believe this was happening.
That didn't bother the blond, he was a good tutor after all. He lifted Kirishima's arms up to wrap around his neck and kissed him again.
"I love you too Kirishima."
That was all Kirishima needed to hear.
He surged forward, renewed courage to kiss Bakugo back.
This time when they landed on the floor Bakugo let out an amused huff, bringing Kirishima closer so the redhead could pepper his face with kisses.
Bakugo seemed to enjoy Kirishima's enthusiasm, couldn't stop grinning and chuckling as Kirishima kept going.
Kirishima was addicted, he wants to hear his laugh and see his smile for the rest of his life.
"I love you so much!"
Bakugo intercepts him, sneaking another kiss before getting up.
"Let's go, I need to cook your favorite meal to celebrate." Bakugo says, holding out his hand which Kirishima gladly accepts. Bakugo doesn't let go of his hand and walks them out of his room to the kitchen.
"Also, I'm sorry for blowing up the other notes, I didn't know."
"That's okay!" Kirishima squeezes his hand in reassurance.
"I could always write you notes to make up for it." Bakugo offers.
Kirishima grins.
"Nah, just say it to my face."
❤🧡-END!-🧡❤