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operation kiribaku

tokyo, japan...

"i'm going to work now! see you guys later!!"

kirishima came running out of his room and yelled down from the top of the staircase, "bye todobro!!"

bakugou, who was in the living room, glanced up from his phone for a spilt second, "see you, icyhot,"

the door slammed shut and kirishima rushed down the stairs quickly. bakugou watched the boy excitedly run over to him, half his hair tied up into a pony tail to get it out of his face.

"hi kat," kirishima hummed, smiling.

bakugou raised an eyebrow without poking away from his phone, "what do you want? you only come to me all jumpy and jittery when you want something,"

kirishima scoffed, rolling his eyes, "no i do not!"

"again, what do you want?"

bakugou waited patiently, even if the look on his face wasn't so heartwarming. kirishima stood in front of him, contemplating on whether he should ask bakugou for help or not.

"ei, what is it?"

"..can you help me dye my hair?"

bakugou looked away from his phone again, focusing on kirishima. he realized the small towel placed around the back of his shoulders. bakugou had been living with the boy with black hair for a little over a week now, and just completely got used to it and forgot his red hair.

the older remembered his words about how he said he would help him dye them again. without another second gone by, bakugou shoved his phone in his pocket and got up.

"okay,"

kirishima's eyes lit up, "thank you~"

both boys headed up to the bathroom, seeing the hair dye and bleach set already. a chair was also set up, and kirishima went to sit down right away.

"last i checked, you were only gonna touch up your roots," bakugou snickered, "not your whole head,"

kirishima pouted, "listen! the parade came around and using my natural black hair was an opportunity for disguise,"

"yeah yeah, okay,"

kirishima applied the bleach by himself, letting bakugou just standby and watch. they had little chat, since kirishima was highly focused on his hair and bakugou was just admiring him silently.

"okay, come help me,"

bakugou walked over, not bothering to put on the pair of gloves kirishima tried handing him. he said he didn't need them, since it was just hair dye. it wasn't long until his hands were covered with red dye, making it look like he was just in a murder scene.

"kat, you should've worn the gloves!!"

"it's fine, ei. it'll wash out anyway,"

kirishima pouted as he stared into the mirror, making eye contact with bakugou, who had a smug smile on his lips.

"imagine if todoroki walked in. he would've thought you committed a murder!!"

"would it really be that hard to believe though?"

"no.. but that's literally a crime, kat!!"

bakugou laughed before swiping the brush of hair dye across the blonde of kirishima's hair. kirishima's heart swooned hearing his laugh.

"'kay, you better leave this in for another thirty minutes and then shower," bakugou declared, checking his hair for any open spaces.

kirishima nodded and put a wrapping in his hair to keep the colour sealed, "i know how it works, dummy. it's not the first time i've done this,"