Strangling the Breeze (bkkm)
A/N : You should definitely support this on ao3, here! I haven't written much in a hot minute, so criticism is very welcome. They're like 17 here but age is up to the reader's interpretation.
Contains : Kissing, making out, smoking (pot)
âAre you absolutely sure youâre okay with this?â
Kaminari knew that was a stupid question, one that would be met with an irritated answer. They had practically been having the same conversation for around ten or so minutes, which in hindsight, really isnât a lot. Though, when youâre asked the same, âare you sureâ and its variants, it makes such a short amount of time feel like an eternity. He was never one to mess with pressure and consensual aspects, and he realizes that makes it sound like theyâre doing much more than just smoking.
He held the rather small pen to himself, as if he was keeping his boyfriend safe from it. Their eyes were locked so he could examine any hint of Bakugou wanting to back out or any sense of unsureness. Instead, he was met with a small scowl. Any other person and Kaminariâs sure he wouldâve been kicked out with a side of yelling by now.
âI am sure. Letâs continue before I go to sleep instead.â
About a week ago today, he had bounced into the otherâs room asking if heâd wanna try getting high with him. Kaminari dabbles in it every now and again, usually when he wants to get a good nightâs rest, it was nothing serious. To his not-so-much surprise, Bakugou had never done anything like that before. With an excited grin he offered to be some support if he was ever interested, and that was the end of that conversation.
Until Bakugou brought it up while they sat in his dorm, previously discussing nothing. Kaminari, with maybe a little too much excitement, nodded along. They switched over to his room instead. Something about Bakugou not wanting his room to smell like any sort of substances, which didnât make sense since his own room smelt nothing of the sort.
Without a beat of time for Kaminari to ask anymore questions, Bakugou was leaning forward to grab the little device pinched between his fingers. He watched as Bakugou tilted it around to get a good look at it before putting it between his lips. âWait, I have to tell you how or itâll be awful, I messed up my first time and I was coughing for ages.â He hurriedly explained, a raised eyebrow pushed him to continue.
He shuffled his way through the remaining space between them, tangling his legs with Bakugouâs. Kaminari grabbed it back and put it up to his own mouth, backing his torso up just a smidge before inhaling. It only lasted a second or two before he opened his mouth and exhaled, a small cloud of smoke following. âDid you have to be so close to my face while blowing it out, idiot.â Bakugouâs face scrunched and Kaminari couldnât help but snort.
âAnyway, you donât want to hold it in at all, it does nothing for you except a coughing fit. Youâre meant to inhale it for longer than I did, but that was just an example.â A few beats went by before Kaminari realized he was staring at Bakugou, âWell, give it back so I can try.â. His eyes shot open before he gently scrambled to hand it back.
Kaminari watched as his boyfriend inspected it again, before placing it in the middle of his mouth. It seemed like Bakugou had done this a million times with how smooth he was moving, and Kaminari couldnât help but find it attractive. He let himself lean towards Bakugou, who finally started inhaling.
A few seconds go by, then more, then more..
âBabe, youâre not meant to hold so long your first time!â Kaminari panicked, resulting in a puff of smoke being blown his way. It was slow and steady, much unlike his own first time. He couldnât help but let himself stay there, about a foot from Bakugouâs face. They made eye contact until Bakugou was out of air. Kaminariâs face burned up, and it didnât help that his boyfriend seemed to have a knowing look on his face.
That was until Bakugou started coughing rather harshly, sending Kaminari into a laughing fit. He handed Bakugou a half empty water bottle who quickly accepted it and sipped between coughs. There was no need to ask him if he was okay, so Kaminari let himself stare once more. He was almost angry at how even with the reaction afterwards, Bakugou had managed it a lot better than he did. Bakugou had already stopped coughing, lots of swears seeming to get him through it.
Kaminari wasnât sure how he landed himself a boyfriend who looked attractive doing pretty much everything. His eyes wandered all over Bakugou, from his spikey blond hair down to his roughed up hands. Bakugou had always looked so good in the black tank top he sported around, and not to mention the silver rings all across his fingers. All this looking at Bakugou made Kaminari really want to kiss him. This reminded him of why he wanted to bring up getting doing this in the first place.
âWhy are you looking at me like that?â
Instead of being embarrassed, Kaminari smiled and placed himself slightly closer to Bakugou. âItâs my turn, youâve hogged it for too long.â He teased before reaching for the pen that sat between Bakugouâs fingers, turning it towards himself. Kaminari let out a nervous breath as he looked at the device and back at Bakugou, âYou want to try something?â.
Kaminariâs face flushed before shuffling himself closer to Bakugou, âI want to kiss you while Iâm blowing the smoke out, itâll be so fun trust me.â. Silence brushed between them as Bakugou seemed to comprehend what he was asking, and Kaminari swore he felt his heart stop. Itâs not like theyâd never kissed before, being together for a couple months and all. Though, this felt like a slightly more intimate request that Bakugou mightâve not been ready for yet.
Right before Kaminari could abandon ship, Bakugou flipped the pen back towards his own lips. âFeels stupid that youâd be the only one blowing smoke into my mouth. Iâll do it with you, idiot.â
âYouâre gonna do more?! You are going to hate how sleepy youâre about to get.â Kaminari faintly laughs, urging his boyfriend to continue on.
Bakugou proceeded to take another hit, much smaller than the first he attempted. Kaminari barely processed when the pen made its way between his mouth instead, rushing to inhale before Bakugou would inevitably cough. He let the air fill his lungs, making sure to keep eye contact. Kaminari would be lying if he wasnât excited, highly anticipating what came next. Hell, this might just be the best day of his life. Okay, that was definitely an overstatement, but it was certainly up there.
Kaminari took a hold of Bakugouâs wrist and before he could even think about nudging it away, the pen was snatched from his mouth. Kaminariâs mouth was left open, quickly reoccupied as Bakugou placed himself there. Bakugouâs palm cupped Kaminariâs cheek and he was finally able to close his eyes. Kaminari leaned into Bakugou, causing the two to fall into a laying position.
The smoke escaped their lips as they continued, the taste heavy in their mouths. It was a very strange experience, albeit very hot if Kaminari had anything to say about it, but weird. They were a lot slower than usual, taking their time to figure out how to move around it. He could tell Bakugou was enjoying this just as much,
Kaminari placed his legs just outside of Bakugouâs waist, and he felt familiar hands land on his. He opted for sitting on his knees, leaning into Bakugou while his boyfriend laid flat. Kaminari hummed happily while he allowed his hands to roam all over Bakugouâs biceps. What they inhaled was long gone by now, but Kaminari wasnât going to point that out. In fact, he wanted to stay in this exact spot all night. Contrary to popular belief, Bakugou was a good kisser, a really good one at that.
A soft sound came from Bakugouâs throat, making Kaminari furrow his brows. Before he could press even further into his boyfriend, Bakugou lifted Kaminariâs head via a fistful of hair. âWe were done a while ago, shouldâve known youâd keep going.â
Breathless, all Kaminari could do was look, and did he love looking. Bakugouâs eyes were relaxed, inversely to his demeanor. They hadnât done much but Bakugou was flushed, his cheeks tinted a nice pink color. Kaminari should kiss him again, though teasing was just as enjoyable.
âToo much for you, Kats? Couldnât say I expected that to be your limit.â Quiet laughter vibrates from Kaminariâs chest, pushing himself back up. He grabbed the pen from beside them, how much he had earlier was definitely not enough to make him feel anything. Kaminari took a deep inhale, turning his head to release it into the air. A frustrated gruff escaped Bakugou, making Kaminari look back. Bakugouâs eyes were staring directly at his face, more specifically his lips.
âDid you want to kiss me again?â Kaminari smirked, though his words came out in a whisper.
âNo. Youâre annoying.â
Bakugou helped himself up and wrapped an arm around Kaminariâs waist, pulling him down so they laid near the headboard. Kaminari gasped as he tried to squirm away from Bakugouâs grasp, but quickly succumbed to his fate of laying down. He turned around, now face-to-face with Bakugou. A quick examination of his face and he could tell his boyfriend was about to be out of commission.
âYouâre already sleepy?â Kaminari whined.
âMaybe if you hadnât made me smoke more, I wouldnât be.â Kaminari playfully pushed him, âI did not force you to do anything, you wanted to so you werenât alone.â
Thankfully, the lights were already off, so neither of them had to worry about getting up from their comfortable spot. Kaminari patted around for his LED remote, turning the setting to a deep red. This was his favorite light to see Bakugou in, a lot of what he was motivated by was how hot his boyfriend was.
Bakugou hadnât responded, instead closing his eyes. Kaminari groaned, rolling over to instead starfish, giving his limbs room to move. âIâm already so hungry, we have to get food. You wouldnât let me starve, would you?â His hands landed on his stomach, signaling how hungry he was. âYouâre always wanting food, we ate an hour ago.â Bakugou muttered, keeping his eyes closed. âOkay? Youâre the one who always feeds me, every single time.â
A few beats of silence went by, leaving Kaminari to stare at the ceiling. Tonight was so much fun, and he knows Bakugou thoroughly enjoyed their mini make-out session too. He could still feel butterflies in his stomach from the experience. Kaminari felt his confidence grow, maybe he should start recommending all the other things he wanted to try.
Before he could open his mouth, he heard the click of a phone. Kaminariâs head whipped towards Bakugou, who was tiredly tapping away. The maroon light of the screen gave away what app he was on.
âAre you ordering food?â
âWhat do you want?â Bakugou repeated, not meeting Kaminariâs gaze.
âYes!â Kaminari yelled triumphantly, beginning to list off his food order.
