"But it's so adorable!!" Inko whined, taking another picture. "Miss Midoriya, if you could please leave us alone I'd appreciate it…" Bakugo mumbled. She sighed some. "Alright, alright, I'm going! Don't have too much fun in here!" She said with a wink, before leaving the room and shutting the door behind her.
it took izuku a moment to process what she said but he just laid back down. pulling bakugo with him.
Bakugo let Izuku hug him, sighing some. "Does she always do that?"
" yeah…" izuku sighed " its not often i even have a friend over. and you the first person i've ver dated so shes probably wanting memorys or something…"
Bakugo chuckled at that. "Let's hope none of those memories are of her catching us making out or something." He joked.
"yeah…" izuku smiled for a minute. he then kissed bakugo.
Bakugo was a bit surprised since it was so early, but he didn't seem to mind, putting his hand on top of Izuku's on the bed and kissing back.
Izuku seemed to enjoys spending time with bakugo, he broke the kiss his green eyes locking with bakugo’s “ kachan do you wanna train with me today?”
Bakugo didn't hesitate to answer, he loved spending time with Izuku too. "Sure, I don't see why not." He put a hand on the other's cheek, running his thumb over it. His expression was soft, very much unlike his normal frustrated, or angry expressions.
Izuku blushed, smiling brightly. He put his hand top. Bakugo’s hand,
Bakugo leaned forward and rested his forehead on Izuku's. "God, why do you have to be so damn cute?~" He purred so only the green-haired boy would be able to hear. He then pressed his lips against Izuku's again, basking himself in how amazing the smaller tasted. It was addicting…
Izuku bit bakugo’s bottom lip, ( tounge thing) he put his hand in bakugo’s
Bakugo growled quietly as Izuku bit on his lip, grip on his hand tightening as he ran his tongue over his mouth. He pulled away after a minute, chest heaving as his breath grew heavier from the kiss.
Izukus breath was heavy, a heavy blush covering his face. Izuku bit his own bottom lip,
Bakugo hesitated as he saw the look on Izuku's face, clearing his throat and looking away. "We should, ahm… G-get ready to go." He hadn't even noticed he had stuttered.
“ I.. okay” Izuku said getting up
Bakugo got up as well. "We'll need to stop at my place so I can get some clothes. Is that alright?" He asked Izuku. His face was still dusted with a bright pink blush, and his breathing was still heavy. It wasn't hard to tell; that kiss had affected him, emotionally and physically.
Izuku nodded “ yeah, …. “ Izuku noticed bakugo “ kachan are you okay?”
Bakugo nodded some. "I'm f..fine." He replied, not sounding as sure as he was trying to.
“?, o.. okay” he studered “ I’m going to change”
Bakugo nodded, standing from the bed and leaving the room.
Izuku changed, it was an old shirt bakugo’s mom gave Izuku ( an shirt with an explosion warning) and a pair of ripped black jeans
Bakugo tapped his foot as he waited for Izuku outside the room, arms crossed over his chest as he got lost in thought. Why had that kiss made him feel like that? How was it different than the other kisses he'd already shared with Izuku? Was it because he'd used his tongue? Or because it was more passionate?
Izuku was flustered, not only could he not figure out why bakugo had acted so weird to the kiss, he himself had acted weird. “ why did I do that” he mumbled to himself in criticism. Izuku came out a little later.
Bakugo looked over at him as he walked out. "You still have that shirt?" Bakugo asked with a laugh. "Dude, you seriously haven't grown at all?"