Sh*tty Parents || Kiribaku

Need to Come Over

Bakugo Pov
I can't fucking sleep. I don't know what the fuck it is but something is bugging the shit out of me. Almost like I know somethings wrong. I check my phone.
"Shit, it's already 9 pm. I'm gonna be so tired tomorrow."
(laugh break cause I'm writing this at 12 am and Bakugo needs his beauty sleep, anyways back to serious)
There's also a message from Shitty Hair though.

Shitty Hair: I need to come over
Me: Tf it's 9 pm
Shitty Hair: Parents are shit, can't go anywhere else cause they'll find me

Holy fuck this must be serious. Hair for brains looks up to his parents and shit, plus he NEVER swears.

Me: Fine, I'll wait downstairs
Shitty Hair: Thank you

Ten minutes later and I hear a few soft knocks. I'll tell the old hag tomorrow, but right now somethings up with the one non-extra I know and I feel weird. I open the door to see a pissed off red head who's also shivering.
"The fuck happened?" I whisper while moving tjj in the side so he can come in.
"Already told you. Parents are shit."
I don't pester him anymore cause I probably would explode someone if they prodded something about my life too much. He just kinda stands there in thought as his eyebrows furrow deeper and deeper. I wanna somehow bring back his smile, as much as it can be fucking annoying. But right now he looks like he could kill someone by taking a step in their direction. His narrowed eyes meet my stare and my body involuntarily shivers. Fuck, I don't know what the hell to think about this shit head sometimes.
"Bakugo," he says in a deeper voice than normal. Shit, I shiver again. If he didn't notice the first one, he definitely fucking noticed that one. And as much as I'd like to swear at him and act normal, my body won't move and my eyes just stay locked on his.
"Can I do something?" he stays with a step towards me. Fuck fuck fuck say something Katsuki. This can't be fucking what your stupid ass is thinking and you should just fucking lock him out and go to sleep.
"You seem to be biting your lip."
Shit.
"It's hot."
Fuck.
"I wanna see if I made the right choice tonight.
Holy damn.
"And-" he says now that I'm backed against my hallway wall, "I think I did."
FUCKING HOLY SHIT WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING FUC-
My mind goes blank as kirishima kisses me roughly. I don't think, and I doubt he is either. I'm tired and he's emotionally aggravated. It's a combo that either results in fights or... this shit. Holy shit.
I kiss back as my body responds to his hands feeling everywhere. When we split for a breath, he looks at me deeply. His eyes go from angry passion, to realization, to panic. I slip away from him and put my shaking hands in my sweats pockets.
"We don't talk about this shit. You're pissed that's it."
Kirishima nods in a daze and follows me to the couch. I throw him a blanket and rush upstairs. I lock the door and fall onto my bed.
Fuck.