Kirishima had to admit, he loved the apartment he and Mina moved into. After graduation, a lot of their classmates had actually ended up doing the same, since they still technically had to make names for themselves as pro heros before making enough to be completely on their own. Kirishima even picked up a second job, but honestly he was near the point of not needing it anymore since his name was starting to take off the ground.
Wait...what was he saying again?
Oh, right. The apartment. It was great, and living with Mina was a lot of fun too. But, when he suggested throwing a Christmas party...well...he forgot how excited Mina got about parties.
All of the former 1-A class was there, and there were some from other classes as well. Needless to say, it was pretty crowded. But, Kiri was enjoying himself a lot. It had been a while since he had seen a lot of people that were here, and it was fun to catch up. But...there was one person he hadn’t seen.
Bakugou had greeted him when he walked in, hanging his jacket and saying he was going to find something to drink and handing over his Secret Santa gift to be put on the table. Come to think of it, that had been when the party started like an hour and a half ago. Where could he be?
Kiri decided to go looking for him, finding him in a matter of minutes. He was hanging out alone, sitting on the couch and sipping on a drink. True, it wasn’t fully odd to find him by himself, but it still threw Kiri off a bit. Walking over, he sat next to Bakugou and grinned as he looked over.
“Hey bro! Why the glum look?” Bakugou sighed, shaking his head.
“Didn’t know if I would show today, Ei. But I had to bring that gift.” He motioned to the table with his cup before drinking from it. Kirishima could feel his brows crease.
“You weren’t? What’s wrong?” He was surprised he had gotten such an honest answer so quickly, but studying Bakugou a bit more, he saw a bit of red to his cheeks. Seemed the hot head was tipsy. Not drunk, but enough that his tongue was looser. Noticing this, Kiri held up his hand before Bakugou could speak up. “Hang on, nevermind. You aren’t in the right mind right now, I’d rather wait until you were actually thinking.” Bakugou seems to think on this before shrugging.
“You’re acting like I give a fuck what I say to you Ei. But fine, whatever. Having fun?” Kiri smiles, nodding and sitting back.
“It’s nice to see everyone again. All of our different assignments have us busy a lot, so it’s hard. I’ve been seeing you and Mina mostly, it’s even been a bit since I saw Denki and Sero.”
“I haven’t seen any of these idiots other than you.” Kirishima nods, looking around the room.
“Makes sense. You’re probably busier than the rest of us. it almost seems like you’re always working. Do you ever even take a break?” Bakugou scoffs.
“I sleep, if that’s what you’re asking.” Kirishima shoots him a look, which Bakugou ignores.
“Save it, Ei. I got the speech from Round Face already. I’m fine, alright?” There was a pause before he sighed. “I’d actually just like to talk about it somewhere else. Not in this...fucking crowded as hell place.” Kirishima nods, understanding.
“I get it. Alright, I won’t press you on it, but just know it worries me, alright?” Bakugou nods, finishing his drink and sitting back as well. A silence fell between the two, a comfortable one that they had developed over the years. It was broken though, when they heard Mina squeal.
“Oh my god! Tsu got Ei and Bakugou too!” She pointed above them, and Kirishima froze, knowing exactly what had happened. A lot of people here were couples, and so Mina decided it would be fun if Tsu would crawl along the ceiling and hold mistletoe over them (Tsu being completely willing, of course. She was asked first). If Mina said that then…
He looks up, and his suspicions were confirmed when he saw Tsu above them, a smirk on her face as she held the mistletoe down above the two. Bakugou looked up as well, and, Kiri couldn’t be sure since it was already, but it almost seemed like it got a little redder.
Slow chants of ‘Kiss, kiss, kiss’ sprang up from their former classmates, and Kiri could feel his own face heat up. Even after these few years from graduating, he still hadn’t admitted his feelings. Part of that very much could be that even though he had gotten better, he was still pretty self conscious. Leaning over, he whispered to Bakugou.
“We don’t have to do it if you don’t want. I don’t mind disappointing them if it keeps you comfortable.” Bakugou looked at him, and Kiri really wasn’t able to tell what he was thinking. It was like even Bakugou didn’t and was trying to think through his thoughts.
“Do you want to?” He could feel his blush deepen, and quickly opened his mouth before closing it again. Bakugou chuckled at that, leaning in closer. “Come on, Ei. Let’s give these fuckers a show, eh?” His smirk alone was enough to send a shiver down his spine, but he could still feel his eyes widen as Bakugou moved his hand to Kiri’s waist, moving in even closer.
“Holy shit they are actually going to do it!” Denki, for once please please shut your fucking mouth.
Kiri could feel his heart racing and time seemed to slow down as Bakugou leaned in. It was just a kiss. Friends can kiss. No big deal. Well…no big deal other than this is the guy Kiri has had a thing for for many years, but let’s ignore that. Just two friends, kissing. That’s it.
But oh god was it amazing.
Bakugou’s lips were soft. So, so soft. Like illegally soft. And the way he handled the kiss, no hesitation, moving in sync with Kiri. It was all just so perfect. But, even perfect moments have to end as Bakugou pulled away, still smirking before giving Kiri a small wink.
“Think that was good enough to please them, Ei?” It took him a few moments to respond and...was he enjoying this?! Was Bakugou enjoying Kirishima’s reactions? Before he could think to much on it, he jumped up, clapping his hands together in a desperate attempt to move the focus and conversation another way.
“Alright, enough of that silly game, why don’t we do Secret Santa?” From the corner of his eye he could see Bakugou shift. God dammit he was way to aware of the blonde now. “Why don’t we go in order of numbers?”
Everyone agreed and one by one went to the table to find their name on a gift. Tsu dropped the mistletoe on Bakugou’s lap before moving off the ceiling to get hers, and he picked it up.
Kiri watches from the corner of his eye as Bakugou picks it up, studying it for a few seconds before moving it to hold it above Kiri’s head, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek and smirking before walking to get his gift. Kirishima just sat there, dumbfounded.
He had gotten not just one, but two mistletoe kisses from the guy he was crazy about.
Guess mistletoe isn’t all that bad.