I'm back from having a writer's block with this! Enjoy!

Class 1-A was really surprised, so surprised that the common room fell so silent one can hear the wind gusting outside. Kirishima sulked in the silence, looking at his hands and the floor, contemplating his situation.

Silence this tense never meant anything good..

The silence lasted for a few seconds, then it was broken by Kaminari coughing.

The lightning blonde looked mortified, but it wasn't being directed at Kirishima; he was mortified at himself. "Bro, I'm sorry! It was supposed to be a joke but– Kirishima I'm so sorry!" Kaminari stood up from the floor and rushed towards the sulking redhead, enveloping him in a bro hug as he got to him.

"I'm so sorry, Kiri. I didn't mean to make fun of you.." Kaminari told the redhead while hugging him and sniffling at his shoulder. The statement took Kirishima by surprise.

Didn't mean to- what? Aren't I supposed to be the bad one?

Unless this means.. 1-A is okay with me being like this?

Kirishima lifted his view from the floor to Kaminari. "Kami, you're not.. disgusted?" he asked the blonde, who stopped sniffling due to the statement. Said blonde parted from the hug and sat just across from Kirishima with a puzzled look on his face. "No? Uh, Kiri. Aren't you um, mad at me for asking that? I mean, you looked like it.."

"You're not disgusted with my answer?" Kirishima retorted light-heartedly, smiling nervously. Kaminari shook his head, and so did the others. "You thought we were disgusted with you? That's what made you um, mad? Sad?" Kirishima nodded and sighed while raking his hair. "I guess I'm just being stupid. Sorry about that."

Yuuei definitely is the best thing to have happened to me.

Kaminari hugged him again, and slowly the others went by his side to comfort the redhead with either hugs or pats on the back. "Dude, when Todoroki said he liked Midoriya, we were okay with it, remember? I mean, so what if he's gay? It's not a crime, it's not bad. He's still our friend." from the side, Todoroki nodded a "thank you" to Kaminari, who responded with a thumbs up.

If only everyone thought like you guys..

Overwhelmed with happiness, Kirishima tried to hug everyone as much as possible in one, big hug as he teared up; most of them were already in uncomfortable positions that made their body ache. "Thanks a lot guys! You have no idea how much this means to me! It means so much!" he continued hugging his classmates, but he realized that someone was missing.

Bakugou was sitting away from the group, absent-mindedly staring at the bottle of Mountain Dew that made Kirishima reveal his secret; currently, the redhead looked much happier than he had in recent times. Bakugou contemplated on "thanking" the bottle or blowing it up.

The blonde's thoughts were interrupted by a sudden tackle that made him and his attacker fall flat on the floor; his attacker is an overjoyed Kirishima. "I didn't forget you, Bakugou~."

Bakugou huffed and attempted to shove Kirishima off of him immediately. "Off. You're so fucking heavy." Kirishima immediately scrambled off him, flushed. "Sorry, Katsu. Hehe."

Another round of silence.

Insert crickets here.

Kaminari broke the tense atmosphere again with him appearing right behind of Kirishima, and he stared at the redhead directly at his eyes. "Did you just call Bakugou 'Katsu'?" he asked with scrutinizing, wide eyes; Kaminari looked ridiculous.

"Uhh.." Kirishima looked at Kaminari, and he redirected his gaze elsewhere, which landed on a stoic Todoroki, a nervously smiling Midoriya, a giddy looking Ashido, before finally landing at an expressionless Bakugou. Kirishima shot his boyfriend a look that screamed "Can I tell them or no? I dun wanna be explodo-killed!"; the redhead looked constipated with his look.

Bakugou rolled his eyes, which more or less meant "At your own risk". With that answer, Kirishima, looked back at Kaminari, nervously sweating and fidgeting with his fingers.

"Yeah, Katsu. Katsuki. He's my boyfriend." he finished with a smile.

"Katsu, hey. It's alright. Just calm down and forget about last night-"

"What the fuck's their problem?! If they have a problem with me being your boyfriend, they can fuck off and die in shitland!"

"They didn't have any problem with our relationship, they were just.. concerned."

"Hah?!

It was the following day around dusk, and Kirishima with his boyfriend Bakugou were on their way to the Bakugou abode. The two weren't able to get a good night's rest thanks to the rest of 1-A flooding them with questions, concerns, and "suggestions", the most notable which was Kaminari's "Use explosion-proof condoms!"; Bakugou blew a hole in the common due to that. Aizawa heard the explosion then came in and dragged them all back to their rooms with his scarf. Their afternoon wasn't very pleasant either due to being swarmed by their classmates again; they were desperate to get out by that time, and so they did.

"Fucking Pikachu and his stupid jokes. I'll explosion proof his face, let's see how he likes that, the fucker." Bakugou grumbled as he stomped on the sidewalk, then he kicked a rock on the street, which made it fly a few feet into the air and hit a nearby car that made its alarm go off. "Fucking shit car!"

Kirishima snickered at that then he grabbed Bakugou by his hand. "You don't wanna be found out now, do ya? Let's go!" the redhead started running with the blonde in tow, who was protesting to being dragged. "Hey! You don't even know which fucking house it is!" Kirishima smiled at Bakugou, a smile that was effective enough to shut the blonde up willingly.

The redhead stopped at a curb and he pointed to a white walled house with red roofing at the opposite side of the road. "Yeah I do! It's that one, amirite?" Bakugou grunted and nodded, somewhat surprised that the redhead was able to remember those details. Kirishima chuckled at the response and he planted a little kiss on the blonde's nose, immediately flustering him. "W-what the fuck?!"

Kirishima beamed at him then ran across the road towards the house. Once he's at the other side, he stopped and motioned for Bakugou to follow. "C'mon, Katsu! I can't wait to meet your parents!" he ran off towards the house again. Bakugou raked a hand through his hair, grunted, then followed after his boyfriend, brisk walking towards his house.

Kirishima waited for Bakugou by the door, and once the blonde got to his side, the redhead rang the doorbell. They waited for about ten seconds until a female voice emanated from the other side, followed by footsteps. "Yeah, just a sec!" After a few seconds later, the door opened, revealing an ashen blonde woman who is very much Katsuki's mother due to his resemblence to the female. Said woman smiled smugly at her son and ruffled his hair. "Well well, about time you came to pay your parents a visit." She looked to her side, and saw Kirishima, who had a nervous smile on his face. "Brought someone with you too, hm? This is new."

Katsuki grumbled something under his breath, while simulatenously Kirishima extended a hand towards the blonde's mother. "Hello! I'm Kirishima Eijirou! Katsuki's um.. friend!" he stated with a smile. Bakugou's mom "awwed" at the display and promptly shook his hand gently. "Hello there, Eijirou. I'm Katsuki's mom, Mitsuki. I'm actually surprised the brat.." Mitsuki eyeballed Katsuki from the side, who reacted with a lazy stare. "..brought someone with him, and one with good manners too." she let go of Kirishima's hand and moved aside, motioning for the two to come in.

The Bakugou house is rather big and well decorated with paintings, wooden furniture, cream colored walls, and a chandelier in the middle of the living room where a flat screen TV, an expensive-looking soundsystem, and a bunch of couches resided. The two went for one of the couches and sat down beside each other, Mitsuki sitting on the couch opposite of them. "Masaru, my husband, is currently at work so it'll just be the three of us today, but I'm very sure he'll be glad to have you here, Eijirou." she stated, looking at the two with a smile. "So Katsuki, tell me how you were able to befriend an angel such as Eijirou here with that shitty attitude of yours."

Kirishima stifled a laugh at Mitsuki's use of profanity, noting that the two were way similar beyond their looks. "I didn't. He's the invasive ass that forced me." Katsuki stated. Kirishima elbowed him on his ribs in response. "Katsuki's a little rough around the edges, but he's a good guy." Kirisihima spoke for Katsuki. "Really now? I really am surprised you two became friends. The brat has shitty manners and an even shittier mouth that would usually drive good people like yourself away, like little Izuku when those two were kids."

Katsuki suddenly bared his teeth while growling, his shoulders tensed, his pupils dilated, and his fists clenched at the mention of Midoriya. "Don't you dare bring that little shit up! He's a fucking-!" his rant was cut short as he felt one hand rubbing on his shoulder, and another on his back, rubbing circles and patting him gently on intervals. "No need for that, bro. Calm down. Just calm down, Katsuki.." Kirishima stated with a soft and gentle voice. Shortly afterwards, Katsuki's body slowly eased up, then he reclined on the couch, and huffed. He grunted something as Kirishima continued rubbing circles on his back, but he didn't look extremly angry anymore; Mitsuki was in awe. "That's quite a talent you have there, Eijirou. I can't even calm the little shit down when he's yelling all over the damn house for whatever reason. How do you do it?" she asked with her hands clasped, and with eyes glistening with curiousity

Kirishima laughed nervously. "Oh uh.. I guess I have a soft touch when it comes to Katsuki?" he patted Katsuki two more times before finishing up with his calming efforts. Katsuki shot him a look of mock disgust at his words. "Gross. That sounded so gay."

You're one to talk, Katsu~.

Kirishima stifled a laugh, while Mitsuki cracked up at Katsuki's statement. "Look who's talking." Kirishima snorted before he went into all-out laughter, clutching at Katsuki's shoulders for support; the blonde swatted said hands off of him in mock annoyance. "It's no joke. The little brat likes men." Mitsuki added, making the redhead sputter out more heartier laughter, and he was in danger of running out of breath as he continued laughing his ass off; Katsuki shot his mother an unamused look, to which she smiled smugly in return.

The Bakugous let Kirishima's laughter run its course enough for him to talk properly. Once the redhead's laughter died down, he let go of his hand clutching his stomach, sat up back on the couch, then he cleared his throat. " , I know that already. How you said it just made it sound so funny. Hehe.." Katsuki was giving Kirishima a side glance, to which he patted him quickly on the back as an apology of sorts. "Sorry man."

"Whatever." Katsuki mumbled to Kirishima. Mitsuki took note of how well Kirishima was able to handle Katsuki, and that her son told the redhead a somewhat personal thing. "You know, Katsuki never tells me anything personal, 'cept for that one time with the gay thing. You two must be really close, hm?" she looked at the two with a smile; Katsuki frowned at her.

Kirishima scratched the back of his head nervously, thinking if it's okay to reveal their relationship to Katsuki's mother. He prodded at Katsuki's arm to get his attention, and whispered. "Is it okay to tell your mom about us?" Katsuki rolled his eyes at him. "She fucking loves you already. Which means sure, knock yourself out." Katsuki replied in an angry hushed voice; Mitsuki silently observed their not very hush-hush conversation, amused. "What are you two plotting?" she asked with amusement in her voice.

Kirishima immediately straightened his back in surprise, and clasped his hands together on his lap. "Nothing, ! Just um.." he cleared his throat. "Yeah, me and Katsuki are close." he gave Katsuki a look as his one hand unclasped from his other hand and slowly crept down to Katsuki's free hand on the couch; Mitsuki raised an eyebrow.

Not long after, Kirishima's hand found its way to Katsuki's hand, and slowly intertwined their fingers together; Bakugou looked away from his mother and Kirishima, face red and frowning. Kirishima was red himself and turned to meet Mitsuki's gaze with a nervous smile and look. "Really close, . I-I'm his boyfriend." he finished, gulping a lump on his throat that formed.

Did that.. go well?

Mitsuki looked expressionless at first, then her face morphed into one of delight as she stood up from her couch and enveloped the two in a surprise hug. "Katsuki, you're a damn wild card, you know that? Unpredictable." she stated to her son, who grunted in response. "I must say, you two look very adorable! Judging by how you're able to deal with this ticking time bomb for a very long time tells me you're the one who can keep him from exploding."

Kirishima has never felt this type of parental affection for as long as he could remember due to his own parents being a pair of.. terrorists. Regardless, the welcoming show of affection made him tear up and hug Mitsuki in return, grateful. "Thank you, ." he said, sniffling. "You're welcome, Eijirou." Mitsuki replied as she released the two from her hug, then ruffling their hairs affectionately. Katsuki sighed and lightly squeezed Kirishima's hand, which made the redhead look at him and smile, squeezing the blonde's hand back in return as well. Mitsuki sat back down on her couch and clapped her hands once before clasping them on her lap. "Now Eijirou, would you mind if I met with your parents? Surely they must be great people on raising someone such as yourself."

My.. parents? My parents?!

Kirishima went into internal panic as his parents got mentioned; he slowly started to cold sweat, his breath hitched, and he looked down to the floor with wide eyes. Katsuki took notice, and squeezed the redhead's hand for assurance. "His parents are absolute shit. They tried beating him up for being gay. He's lucky to have a hardening quirk for that." Katsuki released his hand from Kirishima's and sent his over the redhead's shoulder in some kind of embrace. "So yeah, they're fucking great all right. Great assholes."

On hearing this information, Mitsuki looked quite displeased, if not angry; her breathing became erratic as well. She stood up from her couch and started raving. "The nerve of those asswipes! Beating up a child just because he finally knows his identity! They should be thrown to the damn wolves!" she shouted out loud, which snapped Kirishima out of his fear-induced stupor. Currently, her and Katsuki seem to be debating something about Kirishima's well-being and teaching Kirishima's parents a lesson they'll never forget. The Bakugou's debate-fest of shouting and slurs reminded Kirishima of who Katsuki took after a lot, and wonders what he could've gotten from his father that he hasn't seen yet; those thoughts and the background debate served to distract him about his parents.

A little bit later, Mitsuki started talking to him again. "Well Eijirou, if you need a place to stay that's not your dorm, our door's open to you. And also, do you need any help concerning your parents? Perhaps we could give them a good whacking-" Mitsuki's statement was cut off by Kirishima flailing his arms in front of her in defense. "Ah thank you ! But All Might was the first to find out about my parents and now he's taking care of it! Thank you for your offer though!" he finished with a nervous smile.

Mitsuki sighed in relief and sat back down on the couch. "How noble of All Might. Still being a hero, isn't he? Well then, I hope everything goes well for you, Eijirou." after that, the three sat in silence on the couches, relaxing and letting the tension go away; the sun seemed to have set already, coloring the sky a dark blue dotted with some stars and the moon.

After about five minutes of sitting down and relaxing, Katsuki piped up. "What's for dinner?" he asked his mother. At that, Mitsuki hummed and got up for the fridge in the kitchen to check. "There the pasta. How's that for you two, hm?" Katsuki grumbled a "fine" while Kirishima nodded at her, so Mitsuki took the pasta out of the fridge and went to heat up enough for the three of them.

The two boys waited on the couch while Mitsuki did some other miscellaneous kitchen work such as washing dishes. Kirishima scooted closer to Katsuki before laying his head down on him and propping his legs up on the couch's armrest. Katsuki raised an eyebrow at what the redhead's action. "What are you doing?"

Kirishima chuckled lightly while he wrapped his arm around Katsuki's lower torso. "Felt like using you for a pillow. That okay?" Katsuki flicked the other's nose, to which the redhead responded with a slightly stuck out tongue. "Don't sleep yet, dumbass. We're gonna eat later." Kirishima hugged Katsuki tighter and poked the area between the blonde's eyebrows. "I know, silly. I'm just relaxing." Katsuki groaned. "Fine. But if you sleep I'm throwing you to the floor."

Kirishima did a mock whine before turning towards Katsuki and wrapping his other hand around the blonde, hugging him and pressing onto him tightly. "Katsukiii.. you wouldn't do that to your boyfriend now, would you?" Katsuki let the redhead hug the life out of him in silence, opting not to answer that out of exasperation; they stayed like that for about five minutes or so.

"Dinner's ready, you two!" Mitsuki stated amidst the sounds of dinnerware and utensils being set. On hearing her, Katsuki tried to get up from the couch, but he's unsuccesful due to a still hugging and clinging Kirishima. "Oi, you heard her. Get off me so we can eat." Kirishima turned his head towards Katsuki's and stuck his tongue out. "Dun wanna."

Katsuki grumbled, then smirked as he thought of something, which piqued the redhead's curiousity. Then the blonde leaned down on the redhead and placed a chaste kiss on his lips, which made said redhead blush like mad and loosen his hold on the blonde. Katsuki saw his chance and got off the couch, pushing Kirishima off of him in the process. The redhead placed a hand on his lips, where the blonde's lips where at even for just a split second. It wasn't like Katsuki to be affectionate at will, and Kirishima was honestly expecting him to shove him off; Kirishima's glad that wasn't the case, so he smiled victoriously and got off the couch and followed after Katsuki, who was sitting down on a chair already at the dining table.

Kirishima sat down beside a smirking Katsuki, still beaming from the blonde's display of affection earlier. Mitsuki took notice and smiled at the two as she set the bowl of white sauce pasta in the middle of the table, then sitting down herself. "You two can be cute later. C'mon, time to eat."

And they ate, grabbing platefuls of the white sauce pasta with bacon flakes and parmesan cheese sprinkled all over. Katsuki and Mitsuki ate as usual, but Kirishima was in awe on how delicious the food was. "This is so good, !" he said before he started to wolf down a lot more of it. Mitsuki chuckled and waved him off. "Nah, that's the brat's cooking." Kirishima froze on his eating spree, and turned to look at Katsuki, who was grinning at him. Delightedly, Kirishima got up to the blonde's side and hugged him tightly. "Katsuki! I didn't know you could cook! And so great at it too! It's great!"

Katsuki chuckled and patted the redhead on the back, who released him from the hug and went back to his seat. "Like I'd tell anyone anything about me." Kirishima smiled back at him. "It's nice to tell others too. Not just about your cooking, but anything about you. But surely, they'd love this!" the redhead started stuffing his mouth again with pasta. Katsuki hummed and started eating again at well, but Mitsuki was still adoring the two. "Katsuki, you're very lucky to have someone like Eijirou. Treat him well or I'm kicking your ass out of here if you treat him like shit." Katsuki paused his eating on hearing that, and momentarily glared at his mother. "Don't tell me what to fucking do." his mother chuckled in response.

A beat.

"But I won't. I won't treat him like shit."

Thank you for reading, as usual! Tell me what you think?