Incendiary - KiriBaku

Chapter 2 - Plenty of Gay Moments

Kirishima

Crushing down the last of the cardboard boxes, I admired my new room. Bakugou purposely laid claim on the smaller of the two rooms before I could intervene, and somehow had his room set up and decorated before we even arrived, even though he hadn't left my hospital room until I was discharged.

But he had helped me tack up my Crimson Riot posters and other things since it was proven different to do on my own, so I wasn't too upset at him.

Abandoning my newly created room, I hopped on one of the stools at the kitchen bar. "We need to go get groceries, but I'll do that later. For now, I ran by Umai and got you lunch. I know you like the food there." He slid a porcelain plate toward me, the tantalizing aroma of the gyudon beef making me drool. Bakugou also handed me a pair of expensive wooden chopsticks to eat with. Nervously, I chuckled, picking up a small piece. He noticed, turning to me. "What, you've never used chopsticks before?" He asked snarkily.

I rubbed my neck, laughing it off. "No, no, of course I do!" Carefully, I lifted the beef to my mouth, trying not to look stupid while proving that I could. Putting the food in my mouth, I heard a splintering snap. Damnit! I thought as I hurriedly rushed to the trash can to spit it out.

When I turned back, Bakugou was examining my mangled chopsticks. I'd accidentally sheared the wood in half with my teeth. Stupid shark teeth, I growled. "Sorry, I didn't mean to." Without a word, he tossed the ruined dinnerware away, turning to a random drawer. At his silence, I began to panic. "Yeah, it happens sometimes. I try to prevent it, but usually I end up making myself bleed. One time, a sliver of the bamboo ones got caught in between my teeth; we had to go to the dentist to have him remove it. It'sallreallykindaembarrassing,yaknowit'ssostupid-"

"Oí, shitty hair."

I swallowed my words, plopping back down in my chair. "Y-yeah?"

"Shut up." He placed another pair of chopsticks in front of me. They, unlike the other ones, had a shiny metallic glare instead of wood. "Titanium." He walked away as I began to eat, instead opting to go on the walkout balcony. I admired the strength of the silverware he'd provided me, as well as one of my favorite dishes from Umai.

Bakugou

Breathing in the cool air, I looked out over the city. We were pretty high up, allowing me visual access to anywhere I wanted to see. Though I wouldn't admit it, this place did have a lot of unnecessary stuff, but Kirishima deserves it. He's worked so hard to climb to where he is now, but doesn't reap the benefits like everyone else. He knows my family's so rich, my blood may as well run gold, but he offers to pay when we go out to coffee. Obviously, he never succeeds, but the fact that he always genuinely puts up a fight about it is... Well.. Surprising. And his reaction to this place? Though it was irritating, he never seems to feel like the world owes him. It's refreshing.

And intoxicating.

It makes me want to spoil him all the more. The urge to buy him half of high-end Tokyo is hard to resist. I want to give him everything he feels like he doesn't deserve.

I left my thoughts on the balcony, only to be filled with absolute gay panic. Kirishima was putting away dishes - shirtless. My face flushed a brilliant red as my heart jumped in my throat. He's so hot! I thought absentmindedly. What? No! Kirishima is an average level of attractiveness! Shut up!

At that moment, he heard the door shut behind me. Kirishima turned to reveal his adorable shark-toothed smile and gorgeous body. "Oh, hey, Bakubro! Sorry, I was washing dishes and got my shirt wet!" He laughed. "I'm actually kind of proud of my muscles; some people have been saying I've been slowly losing my abs, so I worked them back up!"