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Bakugou had stopped by Kirishima's dorm to help the red head study. Midterms were just around the corner, yet Kiri still couldn't get half of the concepts through to his head. If he had to pinpoint a reason, it'd probably be his distraction - his itch, his temptation - to simply cuddle with the explosion boy.
Bakugou wasn't good with emotions. Kirishima knew this, but he just couldn't fight away this urge to wrap his arms around the blondes waist and snuggle into his back.
It's been like this ever since their date - not that Bakugou would say it was - to the carnival. The blonde happened to be a good sharp shooter, beat the balloon dart game and won the red head a giant stuffed teddy bear - only because the blonde obviously didn't want it.
Kirishima loved it, and even that was an understatement. He held the 200cm teddy by the arms that were draped over his shoulders; the giant head on his softly pushing his spiky hair down the sides of his face.
Bakugou himself couldn't even help the flush that rose to his cheeks simply because of how cute Shitty Hair looked.
Kirishima kept the bear on his bed - became the bed as one could say - and cuddled it every night, reminding him of that day and of his favorite blonde in general.
It was half past 11pm now, Bakugou tired himself but continuing to read over certain quadratic functions in hopes that the red head would finally understand the steps and equations; but when he looked up, Kirishima was in a daze. His eyes were half-lidded, lips slightly parted, and nodding off every ten seconds before jolting back up again.
The blonde could only sigh, closing his book before standing and stretching his legs.
"Oi, Shitty Hear, c'mon. Get some rest. We'll study some more tomorrow." He held a hand out for the red head, taking him by surprise as he shook his head and looked up into those crimson eyes. He couldn't help but give a tired smile as he took the blondes hand and stood, giving an almost obnoxious yawn and overly large stretch - according to Bakugou anyway.
"I really appreciate this, Bakugou. With you helping me study, I'll for sure reach the top ten!" The blonde rolls his eyes, stopping the small twitch at the corner of his lips as he turned on his heel.
"Get some sleep. You'll be even more tired tomorrow, and you won't learn anything if you don't."
Kirishima plops on his bed and immediately snuggles into his red comforter, watching as the blonde makes his way to the door. He opens it before turning softly and flicking the light switch off, knowing Shitty Hair is most likely already asleep and won't turn off the light himself. He takes a couple steps out of his dorm before pulling the door close behind him.
"Katsuki, wait-"
The door only open a few centimeters, he was barely able to hear the soft voice that came from the room behind him, the call of his first name catching him off guard for a moment. Turning, Bakugou opens the door back a couple inches.
"Hah?" Once no answer was given, he gives a soft tch before fully walking back into the dorm and shutting the door behind him. As soon as the door clicks, he hears the red head's soft voice again.
"Stay." The blonde freezes, right hand on the handle and his breath catching in his throat. "Please." He turns around fully now, shoving his hands into the pockets of his black sweatpants. "I need someone to cuddle other than your teddy bear." Katsuki lets out a small huff of air through his nose, his left hand coming up and pinching the bridge.
"Fine." He slips off his shirt in one swift motion, tossing it somewhere on the floor as he walks towards Kirishima's bed. "But if you think you're going to be the big spoon then I'd think again if I were you."
He crawls in next to the red head, shoving one arm under the pillow and the other he wraps loosely around Kiri's waist. He then feels two arms wrap around him, pulling him closer to the giant teddy bear until he feels Kiri's full body against him - nose against his neck and chest against his.
"I wouldn't have minded either way. Goodnight, Katsuki."
With that, Katsuki's grip tightens, holding Kirishima even closer than the red head was holding him. He doesn't stop his smile this time as he snuggles his head into the mop of red hair. He lets himself feel his heart skip a beat as he closes his eyes.
"Goodnight, Eijirou."