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Kiribaku - In The Rain -

I’ve had this written for a few days now, and I’m so happy to finally share it! This was inspired by a beautiful kiribaku fan art piece by the lovely modsisawesome on TikTok. ❤️

You can see it here:

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMd6yJMbG/

Please check his art out; it is wonderful. ❤️

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It was raining again.

Any other day Kirishima would not mind.

But today was not a good day. This was the fourth day in a row of it raining. It was so bad that all classes had to be inside and everyone in the class was beyond restless, including Kirishima.

Bakugou was definitely taking it the worst.

He was being more explosive then usual, which was saying something considering how explosive he already was on a daily basis. It was safe to say everyone knew to stay out of his way today. Even Kirishima.

Kirishima would be lying if he said he was keeping his distance because of Bakugou being extra grouchy. The red head had no problem handling Bakugou at his worst. Even when the blonde was being snappy, Kirishima knew never to take it to heart. That wasn’t the problem.

Something had happened last night between him and Bakugou that he didn’t know how to explain. Or even comprehend.

It was no secret to Kirishima that Bakugou still dealt with nightmares occasionally. They had started getting better a few months ago, but he still got them every once in awhile. Kirishima noticed when the weather was bad, Bakugou usually had a nightmare.

Whenever it did happen, Kirishima would wake up to a yell or a bang, as if someone was hitting a wall. Kirishima knew it was Bakugou. It took awhile but the blonde got used to Kirishima shuffling over to his room whenever he awoke to a sound coming from Bakugou’s room.

Bakugou would never admit it, but Kirishima laying in bed beside him afterwards always helped ease him back into sleep. Bakugou was thankful for it, Kirishima was just happy he could help Bakugou.

Last night Kirishima had woken up to a yell. One of the loudest he had heard come from Bakugou’s room in awhile. Within a second Kirishima was wide awake and jumping out of bed. He made sure to knock so as not to scare Bakugou by just barging in. Usually the blonde would open the door for him or bang on the wall again as a way to tell him he can enter.

But this time there was only silence and it made Kirishima’s heart sink. Without hesitation he opened the door and quickly closed it behind him. It was dark in the room, in that moment Kirishima realized it was raining heavily outside. There was a flash of lightning that lit up the room for a second, letting Kirishima see Bakugou sitting up in bed against his headboard, he was gripping at his throat with wide eyes.

Kirishima was in front of him on the bed in an instant, slowly bringing his hands up to Bakugou’s which were still around his throat. Even through the heavy rain hitting his balcony doors, Kirishima could hear the blonde gasping for air.

Bakugou hadn’t had a panic attack in months, and this was probably the worst one he had ever seen the blonde experience.

He gently took Bakugou’s hands in his, bringing them to his chest so the blonde can feel his heart beat. Kirishima felt tears well up in his eyes when he heard Bakugou attempting to speak.

“I-I.. can’t..” it was broken off with a sob.

“I know, I know; it’ll be okay. Remember, try to copy my breathing, okay?”

Bakugou nodded through his tears, slowly attempting to copy Kirishima’s breathing pattern. A few minutes passed and his breathing was finally starting to even out but it did not stop his tears. Kirishima had never seen Bakugou look this broken before.

He kept his hands over Bakugou’s that were still laid over his heart, and slowly scooted closer on his knees before bringing a hand up to the blondes head and guiding him to lean his forehead on his shoulder. To Kirishima’s surprise, Bakugou didn’t try to resist. If anything, he brought Kirishima even closer by removing a hand and bringing it around the red heads waist.

Bakugou was technically hugging him, Kirishima had no idea what to do but to make sure Bakugou’s breathing returned to normal. It took a few more minutes before the blonde gave a large sigh as he sniffled and wiped at his eyes. He kept his forehead on Kirishima’s shoulder, and they stayed like that until the blonde slowly lifted his head up.

There was another flash of lightning, allowing them to stare at one another for a second before the room returned to pitch black.

“Do you.. want to talk about it?” Kirishima asked softly. The blonde sniffled again as he stayed silent, Kirishima reached a hand out to Bakugou’s face, gently taking his hand in his before using his other hand to wipe the tears off the blondes cheeks.

“Shigaraki.. hand around my throat.. woke up and couldn’t breathe.” He said slowly in a hoarse whisper.

Kirishima nodded even though he knew Bakugou couldn’t see. His hand stayed on Bakugou’s cheek before slowly removing it to lay a hand on the others knee.

“Are you hurt?” the red head asked, concerned. If so, it wouldn’t be the first time Bakugou had accidentally hurt himself during a panic attack.

“No.. I’m good.”

“You’re really not.’ Kirishima thought sadly. He knew this would be something that bothered Bakugou for days, if not weeks.

“I’m here, Kats.”

It happened so fast Kirishima had no time to think when he felt Bakugou lay his hands on either sides of Kirishima’s face.

“Why do you do this for me?” Bakugou asked in confusion.

Kirishima’s heart raced at the question, because there was no way he could tell Bakugou the real reason why.

“You’re my best friend..” the red head trailed off as he took Bakugou’s hands in his.

“Fuckin why?”

Kirishima blinked in confusion.

“Why what?”

“Why the fuck am I your best friend?”

The question isn’t asked in anger, much to Kirishima’s surprise. All he hears is confusion and frustration. Before Kirishima can reply, Bakugou tears his hands out of his.

“I’m a fuckin’ asshole, Ei! And for literally no reason. I’ve hurt people.. I ended Almight. Apparently I’m seen so much as a villain that the fuckin’ League of Villians kidnapped me to try to recruit me into their bitch ass group!”

By the time he’s done talking, he’s standing beside the bed. Kirishima wishes he could see his face. Before he can think he moves closer to the headboard and leans over to turn on the small lamp on Bakugou’s nightstand. It shines just enough light for him to see Bakugou’s face which is full of frustration, so much that the red head can see tears of frustration in his eyes.

He’s silent for a moment as he processes everything his best friend just said. Kirishima’s heart clenches painfully in his chest. He really thought Bakugou stopped seeing himself as a villain. He really thought Bakugou had stopped blaming himself for Almights retirement.

Had he continued to feel like this this whole time?

Before Kirishima speaks, he moves to sit on the bed in front of Bakugou who is still standing. Their eyes lock on one another and the look in the blondes eyes causes something to shift in Kirishima,

“Katsuki.” He says softly, as he continues to stare up at his friend. He takes Bakugou’s hands in his, squeezing them gently before speaking.

“As much as you may want to believe it, you are not an asshole. Maybe you were back in first year but you’ve changed, I’ve seen you change in the last year and so has our classmates. You hurt people in the past, yeah. I know you still feel guilt over bullying Midoriya but you apologized to him, remember? You took the step needed to fix your friendship with him.”

The blonde looks away, giving a huff. Kirishima keeps a hold of his hands, running his thumb over Bakugou’s knuckles.

“You are not a villain, Katsuki. You’re the strongest, manliest hero I know! I’ve never known anyone else so completely dedicated to being a hero! The League knew how strong you are, they kidnapped you hoping you’d join their side because they knew they’d be fuckin unstoppable with someone like you in their group! They never knew who you truly are, which is a hero.”

By the time Kirishima is done, he’s practically out of breath as he continues to stare up at Bakugou who’s looking off to the side. Even with the blonde looking away he can see the tears that are so close to letting loose.

Bakugou’s hands are shaking.

“You’re such an idiot.” The blonde growls out before whipping his head back to glare at Kirishima.

“You’re fucking blind.”

Kirishima sighs, wanting nothing more then to hug Bakugou and get him to understand. It hurts so much seeing the blonde struggling so much, it literally brings tears to Kirishima’s eyes.

“I don’t think I’m the blind one here.”

Kirishima says it softly but in a way Bakugou knows he’s being dead serious. Hearing the red head holding back his tears makes Bakugou react in a way he didn’t want.

Before Kirishima can process what’s happening he’s on his back on the bed, Bakugou looming over him with his hands on either sides of Kirishima’s head.

Kirishima’s eyes widen in shock before he feels his heart break, because Bakugou is crying and apparently Kirishima is too.

“What the hell are you even talking about?! You’ve always given me to much damn credit! You’ve always fucking been there and it doesn’t make any fucking sense!” he’s yelling with tears falling around Kirishima, the red head is speechless.

“I’m not.. I’m not a good person, Ei.” it comes out as a broken whisper as he closes his eyes, his head bending down causing his bangs to cover most of his face from Kirishima’s view. Kirishima isn’t even attempting to hold back his tears anymore, it’s impossible after seeing his best friend break like this.

Because for Kirishima, Bakugou has always been so much more then just his best friend. He loved him so much it physically hurt.

With a shaking hand he slowly reaches up to tilt Bakugou’s face up so he can see him again. His hand lingers on his face, softly running his fingers over the blondes cheek.

Kirishima has to remind himself to breathe because the way Bakugou is looking at him is doing things to his heart.

“You are the greatest person I’ve ever met, Katsuki.”

It comes out as a whisper that’s laced with tears but he knows Bakugou hears every word, because his eyes widen and something changes between them in that moment.

Kirishima can’t help but notice that it looks like Bakugou had a life changing realization, and Kirishima watches him go pale as he continues to stare down at the red head.

“Kats-“

“Get out.”

Kirishima blinks and Katsuki is back to standing beside the bed, eyes still wide but with a far away look in them.

“What?”

“Get out, Ei. Please get the fuck out.”

Kirishima slowly sits up, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. Was Bakugou just really mad about what he had said? He hadn’t been trying to piss him off.

“I wasn’t-“

“Leave the fucking room, Ei!”

The words felt like a slap to the face.

With teary eyes he slowly got off the bed, continuing to stare at Bakugou who was glaring at the wall; refusing to meet his eyes. Kirishima gave a sigh before nodding and walking to the door. He didn’t look back as he opened the door, softy closing it behind him.

It was safe to say Kirishima didn’t sleep the rest of the night as he listened to Bakugou’s crying on the other side of the wall.

After that, Kirishima was beyond confused. All the time he had known Bakugou, he had never seen him break like that. He couldn’t get the blondes facial expression out of his head. The way he had been looking at him before darting off the bed..

Kirishima didn’t really know what to make of it.

Kirishima started to wonder if maybe he should have just told Bakugou the real reason why he cared so much and saw him as a good person.

Kirishima was completely in love with him, of course he saw the good in Katsuki. How could he not?

You see the best in the people you love, and Kirishima saw the best in Bakugou better then anyone else.

Blinking out of his thoughts when he heard the bell ring signaling the end of their last class, he looked up just in time to see Bakugou dart out of his seat and out the classroom door.

Kirishima frowned before giving a sigh and looking at his desk.

“Kiri..”

The red head looked up to see Mina standing in front of his desk, Denki and Sero behind her.

“Are you okay?” She asked softly. Kirishima noticed the concerned look on her face as he stared up at her. He gave her a small smile.

“Yeah, I’m okay. I’m gonna finish this up and then I’ll meet you guys at the dorms.”

Mina laid a hand on his shoulder and squeezed before nodding her head.

“See ya back at the dorms!” Denki said with a wave, as Kirishima waved back.

He loved his friends. They knew when he needed some space.

After finishing up his worksheet, he quickly put it in his bag along with his pencil before getting up and throwing the bag over his shoulder. He walked out of the classroom, and began his decent down the now empty hallway as he stared at the floor. Once he made it to the exit, he pushed them open and was met with the sight of none other then a torrential downpour.

“Shit.” He cursed.

On the one day he forgot his umbrella too. At least he wouldn’t have to worry about scrubbing the gel out of his hair tonight. It’ll be completely rinsed out by the time he made it back to the dorms in this rain. He took a deep breath and was about to make a run for it, when he noticed someone in the distance.

They were just standing there in the middle of the downpour, looking up at the dark sky.

Kirishima felt a chill go through him when he realized it was Bakugou.

What was he doing standing in the rain?

Without thinking further about it, Kirishima quickly jogged out into the rain, stopping behind Bakugou who still had his head tilted up towards the sky.

Even in the pouring rain, Bakugou was beautiful.

“Hey, Kats!”

Kirishima had to almost shout just so Bakugou could hear him over the rain and even then he was doubtful the blonde would hear him considering he was hard at hearing. To his surprise though, Bakugou tilted his head back down and turned around to face Kirishima.

Later on Kirishima would remember this being the moment things changed.

Bakugou was giving him the most vulnerable look he has ever seen on the blondes face. It made him freeze. It made him realize maybe Bakugou was just as confused as he was.

He knew then. He had to tell Bakugou how much he truly meant to him.

Kirishima gulped, taking the few steps needed to be right in front of Bakugou, who was still staring at him with that same look in his eyes.

“I’m sorry for upsetting you last night. I swear that wasn’t my intention. I just worry so much about you.” Kirishima said over the rain as Bakugou continued to stare at him before scowling.

“That’s the point, you shouldn’t! Even with everything you said last night, i don’t understand why you care so damn much!”

It came out as a yell but Kirishima knew it was so he could hear him over the rain. Kirishima bit his lip, noticing the feeling of his hair now laying flat and soaked around his face due to the rain. He was soaked head to toe, same as Bakugou. It was freezing.

This was not how Kirishima pictured confessing to Bakugou.

“You’re kidding yourself he-“

Kirishima refused to let him finish that sentence.

“Because I love you, Katsuki!”

It was silent accept for the sound of the rain around them, although Kirishima could swear he could hear the racing of his heart in his chest.

He watched Bakugou’s eyes widen. Kirishima expected him to get angry. To ask him once again what the hell he’s talking about. But instead the blonde takes a step closer.

“What?”

He doesn’t yell it so Kirishima has a hard time hearing him over the rain, but he understands. Bakugou is speechless. He still looks so vulnerable, but he also looks like he is in complete disbelief over what Kirishima just said.

“I-I’m in love with you! I’ve been in love with you for so long now, a-and I know I should have been honest with you and told you sooner, and for that I apologize. But, that’s why I see you how I do. I’ve always seen the best in you, and I love you because of all of it, Kats!”

Bakugou remains frozen in place, eyes still wide as he stares at Kirishima. He blinks rapidly and Kirishima thinks he may actually be crying, but it’s impossible to tell with the rain drenching them. Kirishima stays in place, afraid to say anything else. Doubt starts creeping in the longer they stand in front of one another, Bakugou silent as ever.

Kirishima wonders if he just fucked up their friendship.

Before he can say anything else, Bakugou takes the few steps needed to be standing right in front of the redhead, and before Kirishima can even blink Bakugou has a hold of his tie and pulls him closer causing Kirishima to gasp in surprise.

What is happening?

“Uhh..”

“Shut up. “

Kirishima sees something other then vulnerability in Bakugou’s eyes now. Maybe it’s always been there and Kirishima just couldn’t tell because he wasn’t really looking for it. But he definitely sees it now.

Bakugou is looking at him with fondness and dare he say it, love.

It makes Kirishima’s knees shake. His heart starts racing even faster and he has to remember to keep breathing but the look in the blondes eyes is literally leaving him breathless. What Bakugou says next has everything fade around them because in that moment all Kirishima sees is him.

“Kiss me right now, or I’m blasting your face off.”

That is the most romantic thing Kirishima has ever heard the blonde say.

The words cause Kirishima to feel like the world just tilted off its axis and he seriously wonders if this is all just a dream. Because Katsuki Bakugou just told him to kiss him.

Before Kirishima can think further on it, he does what he has wanted to do for almost a year now and grabs Bakugou’s face in his hands and brings him close to kiss him.

And it is so much better then Kirishima had ever imagined it would be.

The blonde does not hesitate in responding back, as he keeps one hand clutching Kirishima’s tie and the other wrapping around Kirishima’s waist.

It’s so hard to believe that it’s actually happening but when he feels Bakugou deepen the kiss he loses all thought process and eagerly kisses back.

They’re both unsure how long they stay like that. But by the time they pull away, the rain has stopped. They’re still soaked head to toe, and everything in their backpacks is more then likely ruined. Neither care.

The rain is the last thing on their minds.

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