forum Soo... Bakudeku anyone? 0x0 (Closed Pm if interested!)(P-G 13, cussing and possibly violence!)

Started October 30, 2020 by @Yet_another_Dekulover_is_gayofc

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“ you could have said that..” he mumbled going back to dealing with the sheep. He went over to a small pit in the cave, starting a fire, he put some of the sheep on it.

“ so.. what’s your name..” the boy asked, he’d started cooking.

Bakugo heard the other male’s question, hesitating a moment. “It’s Bakugo. Bakugo Katsuki. How about you?”

“ Um.. well unless you speak dragonish, you can call me kirishima. Eijiro kirishima.”

The boy seemed to finch went a large stick broke. Kiri growled a warning, the same deadly growl. He stood up as someone entered the den, the man was scared from head to toe in burns, black hair as dark as night “ hello, dragon..”

Bakugo looked to the entrance when he heard the growl, seeing the man at the entrance of the den and stepping over. “Can I help you?” He asked, a warning tone in his voice.

The man scoffed “ yeah, hand over that dragon.”

The blonde didn’t tense up, but his eyes narrowed. “I hate to disappoint, but he’s mine. So buzz off, before you get yourself more of those burns.”

Kirishima looked to the man. “ why do you even want me?” He asked.
Dabi chuckled “ I dont want you I want your life force. And no, I won’t buzz off, I’ll fight you for him.”

Bakugo got into a stance, his hands crackling with small explosions. “So be it.”

Kirishima looked from the blonde to the man. He growled to himself. Suddenly the boy shifted into the dragon, moving to surround the other. His wings sprawled out defensively and he could feel his fire rising in his throat. “ you fight him, you fight me as well”
Dabi flinched. “ I.. I’m leaving for now, but I’ll come back with the rest of the hunters for the last dragon. His blood will be spilled!” The man said running like a dog with its tail between its legs
( sowwy for taking so long, I was at a family get to geather”

(It’s okay!)

Bakugo was surprised when he saw wings surrounding him, looking up at the large red dragon. “Why did you do that? I could’ve handled him.”

“ if he won that fight, I couldn’t do anything, you’d lose me and never get to use that collar of yours” he said with a small laugh. Once the man was gone kiri shifted back, standing beside the other. He looked to the fire “ shit! I almost burnt your food!”

Bakugo had found the collar, but dropped it back to the floor. “I don’t think I will be anyhow. Um, thanks for doing that, I guess.” He then remembered the food as well, shrugging. “It’s alright. I don’t mind it either way.”

Kirishima smiled. “ thanks.” The red haired male brought the other his food, the male himself sitting down to eat as well. He left his raw, it being natural for a dragon to eat raw foods. Kiri’s sharp shark like teeth were exposed, proving he really was a half breed and not just some shape shifter.

Bakugo didn’t really care if Kirishima was a half breed, he still seemed as tough as a normal dragon. He began eating as well, staying quiet as he did. After he finished, though, he spoke. “Thank you. For the food.”

“ it’s the least I could do.” He said after finishing his. “ it would be rude if I got myself something and not you.” He stated, kiri shifted, becoming the dragon once more, and curled up on the floor. He used his wings to cover his muzzle and head while he slept.

The red scales beast shifted a bit, the ground was becoming colder this time of year and anytime now the rain would become snow.

Bakugo moved to the bed in the cave, laying on it. He saw the dragon on the floor and felt a bit bad, biting his lip lightly. "Hey, um," He started, clearing his throat. "As long as you don't touch me, you're welcome to sleep on the bed. I think you've earned that."

Kirishima lifted his head “oh, okay” he said with a slight smile. The boy shifted back and lay’d on the empty side of the bed, heat radiating off of him. It was natural for dragons to start putting out heat in the late fall early winter.
Dabi had gotten back to his base “ I didn’t get him alone, but at least now I know his supposed weakness. He won’t let that boy fight alone, they may be related or something. “ ( I’ll also try and be on as much as possible but they hide my phone this go around so it will be hard, especially with notebook still being blocked on the crombooks)

(Again?????)

Bakugo felt the heat from where he was, and a part of him wanted to go to it, but he knew that would be weird, so he stayed in place. He rolled onto his other side, back facing Kirishima. "G'night." He mumbled, starting to drift off.

Shigaraki was waiting there, and scowled when he heard this. "Then next time, we'll be ready. That dragon won't make it another week, I can promise that." He stated, scratching at his neck.

Kirishima smiled softly “ night.” He said. The boy fell asleep almost instantly.
Dabi smiled “ then let’s ambush them, they won’t know what hit them.”

( I’ll probably be on while doing dishes or research for homework.) Dabi paced the room” we could get the boy by tonight, but my question is, how in the hell did that boy get so friendly with a dragon?”

Shigaraki hummed a little. “I’m not sure. Perhaps there’s more to it.” He thought out loud, still digging at his neck.

Bakugou fell asleep as well, instinctively moving closer to the other male’s warmth as he slept.

“ what else could there be?” Dabi asked
Kirishimda woke during the night, as usual he had problems sleeping. He noticed the blonde boy had gotten close to him “?!” The red haired boys face turned bright red. He didn’t expect this from someone who seemed so antisocial, but he started to calm, noticing how peaceful bakugo looked.

Shigaraki thought on it a moment more. "Perhaps the dragon has feelings for the boy. We could use that to our advantage…"
Bakugou was sleeping soundly, having had his arm on top of Kirishima as he basically snuggled him. He was drooling a little bit, some of his hair smooshed against his face.

Kirishima stayed laying still, but was smiling softly “ not so scary from this point of view..” he mumbled to himself. The red haired boy nuzzled his head next to the others falling back asleep.
“ sounds good, can’t stand that mushy shit anyway. So when do we attack?” He asked almost happily