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Well, no one had to know
Snow was falling gently, covering the streets in a soft looking white blanket. The leafless trees were covered in snow as well, it looked peaceful.
When Kaminari made his way outside a smile settled itself on his face, a gentle pink hue settling on his cheeks, as he blew air between his hands, rubbing them together. His smile widened a fraction as he heard the crunch his shoes made as he stepped into the snow. In retrospect, he thought, it would have been smarter to buy gloves who’s fingers weren’t cut off but to him they didn’t look as cool as the ones he’s wearing right now.
Pulling his jacket tighter around himself and his beanie a little lower, he started bouncing on his heels trying to keep himself occupied and warm. His music making him nod his head a little to it, closing his eyes and humming along to it.
The song ended and there still wasn’t any sign of his boyfriend, butterflies erupted in his stomach at the thought of Bakugou. Kaminari still couldn’t believe that he had a boyfriend, let alone Bakugou. The loud, boisterous boy had confessed to him a week ago.
„Hey Pikachu,“ he said rubbing his neck nervously staring at his shoes, „do you want to- I don’t fucking know- do you want to go out with me?“
Kaminari stared at Bakugou with wide eyes, pink lips slightly parted but nothing coming out. He opened and closed them a few times but before he could stutter out a reply Bakugou was already yelling at him.
„Are you going to fucking say something or not?“
„You w-want to go out with me?“ Kaminari asked blushing hard.
His heart was basically beating out of his ribcage, he was surprised Bakugou couldn’t hear it. The butterflies in his stomach really weren’t helping, making it even harder to reply, it felt like instead of blood sheer energy was pumping through his veins.
„Yes, of course you fucker.“
„Yes, I’d like that.“ Kaminari finally answered and if Bakugou blushed and smiled, well then no one had to know.
„Good, we’re going to grab lunch on Saturday.“ And with those words thrown over his shoulder Bakugou left a blushing Kaminari, smiling stupidly to himself in the hallway.
Kaminari got snapped out of his thoughts as he neared someone call his name, well not his name but close enough.
„Hey Pikachu, you ready?“ He heard a familiar voice say, the sound seemed to come from behind him, when he turned around sure enough there stood Bakugou.
He was wearing his school uniform with an extra jacket and scarf draped over him. His hands were buried in his pocket like usual, it made Kaminari’s smile falter a bit, he was hoping, that maybe they could hold hands. He knew going into this relationship that, he was most likely to be the one to initiate things like holding hands, kissing or cuddling. It was fine with Kaminari that Bakugou probably wasn’t big on PDA but he shrugged it off for now, pushing it to the back of his head.
„Yeah,“ Kaminari said smiling softly, blushing and this time not because of the cold, looking up at Bakugou through his lashes.
Bakugou looked at Kaminari sucking in a breath at how Kaminari looked at him. Kaminari looked beautiful, his usually messy blond hair was tucked under his beanie, his cheeks were tinted a gentle pink and his eyes were shimmering but the thing that took Bakugou's breath away was Kaminari’s smile. It was so gentle, genuine, he looked at Bakugou with so much affection and trust, that it made Bakugou swallow. It made him suck in breath, because he realized, that he may be in love.
„You ready?“ Bakugou asked, because he didn’t know what else to say.
Kaminari nodded and they made their way through the big gate and stepped onto the street.
„How was your day?“ Kaminari asked looking over at Bakugou who had been surprisingly quiet, he seemed to be deep in thought.
When Kaminari asked again, after Bakugou hadn’t answered the first time, the only thing he got in return was a mumbled okay. The blond boy frowned, had he done something wrong? He mentally went through his day but couldn’t find anything he deemed as bad enough for Bakugou to be angry with him. Bakugou had even hugged him as greeting today, even though he had yelled at Kaminari afterwards for giving him a kiss on the cheek, but the yelling was all bark no bite.
They walked in silence, both boys now deep in thought but for different reasons.
As Bakugou glanced towards Kaminari, he noticed that the other boy was shivering, as he inspected the other boy more closely he noticed, that Kaminari had fingerless gloves. He rolled his eyes, of course his dumb Pikachu had fingerless gloves. Bakugou pulled his hand out of his pocket and started to heat his hand up but not enough to set off an explosion and reached out for Kaminari’s hand, intertwining their fingers.
When Kaminari feels something warm wrap around his hand he looked down and his heart skipped a beat at what he saw. There was Bakugou’s hand wrapped gently around his, holding it gingerly, even though he couldn’t feel Bakugou’s whole hand, his fingers felt soft. A huge smile made its way onto Kaminari’s face. The butterflies in his stomach came back full force.
Bakugou thought Kaminari’s smile was competing against the sun. When Kaminari glanced over at him, Bakugou turned away trying to hide his blush.
„Why the fuck are you looking at me like that, Pikachu?“ Bakugou barked but pulled Kaminari closer to his side.
„It’s just that…I didn’t expect you to hold my hand. I thought you didn’t like that kind of stuff.“ Kaminari said carefully, looking down at his shoes, subconsciously squeezing Bakugou’s hand tighter.
„But you do, don’t you?“ He asked, raising an eyebrow in question.
Kaminari’s cheeks were tinted pink again, as he answered, „Yeah, but you don’t have to, if you don’t want to.“ He didn’t want to force Bakugou to do something he wasn’t comfortable with just for his sake but with the following words Bakugou made something very clear.
„God damn it Kaminari,“ Bakugou exclaimed, stopping the boy, „of course I want to hold your hand! I am going to say this one time, you hear me.“ Bakugou said giving Kaminari a pointed look.
He sighed, seemingly searching for the right words.
„I am not good with feelings and shit like that so don’t expect stuff like this often but I-I want to hold your hand and kiss you and stupid shit like that okay? I’m mean to you, I know but I fucking guess I can be less mean to you…or something.“ Bakugou ended his little speech with an almost gentle gaze.
He hoped Kaminari understood what he meant, understood what he didn’t say. Bakugou hoped Kaminari understood that he meant a lot to him and that he was really bad with words, he wasn’t a man of many words, actions had to do. He trusts that Kaminari knows that he’ll show him how much he means to him.
Kaminari blinked. He wasn’t sure his heart was still beating, he was pretty sure it burst because of the affection he was feeling right now. Bakugou, his boyfriend of only a week, was showing him this level of intimacy, he set so much trust in him, that he told him he wanted to hold his hand and that he wanted to kiss him.
Kaminari let go of Bakugou’s hand and lunged forwards wrapping his arms tightly around his neck, holding him as close as humanly possible. He buried his face in his neck and just took a deep breath, the familiar scent of Bakugou wrapped around him, peppermint and apple.
Bakugou stumbled back a bit but planted his feet firmly on the floor and hesitantly wrapped his arms around Kaminari’s waist pulling him closer, laying his head on top of Kaminari’s.
Both of them were standing there basking in each other’s warmth.
Kaminari pulled back gently, Bakugou’s arms still holding him close. Kaminari caught Bakugou’s gaze, they locked eyes. Suddenly Kaminari was hyper aware of everything.
He felt Bakugou’s warm neck against his cold fingers, the fabric of his jacket rubbing against the back of his hand, Bakugou’s warm hands that had slipped under his jacket and were resting on his waist holding him gingerly. Bakugou’s parted pink lips, that looked incredibly soft, lips that let hot breath fan over his face and it smelling like peppermint, his intense red eyes boring into him. How Kaminari had to stand on his tiptoes to reach Bakugou’s lips.
Bakugou was entranced by Kaminari’s gorgeous yellow eyes, eyes that were shining so bright, he had never seen so many nuances of yellow. As Kaminari shifted to stand taller, Bakugou became hyper aware of the cold hands on the back of his neck, they made the little hairs there stand up in anticipation of what was to come. His hand gripped Kaminari’s hips a little tighter, the soft fabric of their school blazer firm under the palm of his hands, became aware of Kaminari’s lips that were relaxed into a small smile, lips that were moving closer and closer.
Lips that pressed against his, in a delicate kiss.
As Bakugou expected, Kaminari’s lips were soft and a little chapped from all the biting he always did. His lips were pressing against Bakugou’s a little more and Bakugou got the hint, pressing back, indulging. He felt like his heart was beating a mile a minute, like little explosions were going of over the skin Kaminari was touching. His stomach was churning, mixed with a pleasant warmth that settled over the churning quickly.
Kaminari’s lips pressed against Bakugou’s rough ones.Kaminari felt his heart stop at how good it felt. His breath caught in his throat, he felt like he was swimming in stars. The arms around his waist pulled him impossibly closer. Kaminari felt his head spinning, this time his butterflies weren’t rampaging, they were fluttering around gently, making a pleasant warmth settle in his stomach. Bakugou’s lips were moving softly against his. He surged forward a little, showing Bakugou that he wanted to deepen the kiss. The other complied.
It wasn’t like Kaminari expected their first kiss to be like. He thought that it would happen in the heat of the moment, maybe he would have said something that pissed Bakugou off and they would argue, or he would have made the first move, which he was sure would have ended in a complete disaster. This, this was good, no scratch that, this was great, this was perfect, this was them.
All alone, in the middle of the street, with snow falling around them, peacefully engulfed in each other, on a Tuesday afternoon, on their way home. It was nothing special, not like kissing in the rain after one of them nearly moved across the country ,or something equally dramatic -he had to bite back a smile at that thought- or over some romantic candle light dinner. This was simple, this was sweet, this was what he wanted.
Bakugou pulled back first, setting Kaminari down on his feet again. The other boy let himself be set down onto his feet. Both averted their gaze from each other catching their breath, and collecting their thoughts respectively. Kaminari let his hands drop to his sides and Bakugou let go of Kaminari’s waist. Both of them too shy to say something.
„That was…perfect.“ Kaminari finally said. It was quiet and barley audible but Bakugou heard, smiled and snorted.
„Fucking sap.“ Bakugou laughed and grabbed Kaminari’s hand tugging him closer again, but he hoped Kaminari heard the unspoken „I though so too“ but if the 1000 Watt smile that Kaminari was sporting was anything to go by he knew.
That’s how they walked home, with the feeling of love floating around them, a feeling of security and if both of them wore a love struck smile the next day upon seeing each other, well then no one had to know.