“Stop smiling,” Bakugou mutters.
“Make me.”
Now it’s Bakugou who smiles, shaking his head as he pushes Kirishima again, this time straight through the bathroom door.
#krbk ❤️🧡🌷
Thinking about Kirishima and Bakugou on a quiet weekend morning. The air is cool as it drifts in through the open kitchen window, catching on the sheer curtains hanging above the sink.
Bakugou's hair is pushed back by a headband as he scrubs +
Kirishima makes a soft, surprised sound, then melts into it. Their lips slide together with practiced ease,
Kirishima chasing after Bakugou every time he pulls away. +