Kiribaku One-Shots

Party Games

Notes: drinking, Bakusquad shenanigans, Kirishima is a horny drunk, this is really vulgar and I'm not sorry, Bakubottom, they're all 18.

Prompt: fuck, marry, kill.

Word count: 1,569 (nice)

"Fuck Kirishima, marry shitty hair, kill Deku." Bakugou replied within the first second of the question being asked, taking a sip of his drink as if he hadn't said anything at all.

"Wh- dude! Midoriya wasn't even an option! And you can't fuck and marry Kirishima! Calling him different things doesn't change that it's him!" Kaminari complained, not sure why he even expected the irritable blonde to agree to this in the first place.

"I don't care about your shitty rules, that's what I'd do!" Bakugou replied, flashing a middle finger over at Kaminari.

The rest of the squad had began filtering into the argument/conversation, with the exception of Kirishima. How other people could just let what Bakugou had said go was beyond him. It was obvious the blonde preferred him to the others, but to say those things? The red head couldn't help but feel his cheeks heat up.

"You okay, man?" Kaminari had turned to ask, not even understanding why Kirishima was so lost for words.

"Yeah! Totally fine, dude!" He'd slurred his words, not because he was already drunk, but because he genuinely needed to take a second to process the situation again.

"Well, I think it'd actually be kinda fun to have one of those fake Vegas weddings with anyone in here." Ashido commented, shrugging her shoulders.

"Let's do it! Oh my god, Kami, you, me, fake Vegas marriage with an Elvis impersonator!" Sero almost choked, his eyes lighting up, looking as though this was actually some sort of proposal. Bakugou scoffed at this but laughed into it also, shaking his head as he took a massive gulp of his alcoholic beverage.

"Yes! We can combine our last names- something like Ashiserami!" Kaminari chipped in.

"Wow, isolating Bakugou and I from your polygamous marriage? I see how it is!" The red head attempted to sound offended, turning his nose up at them.

"It's nothing personal bro, but do ya think Bakugou would ever let that happen? I don't think he'd let any of us marry just you-" The pink haired girl had began to tease, knowing what she was doing as she flipped her gaze between the two.

"Shut your damn mouth, pink shit!" Bakugou yelled, crushing the now empty beer can in his hand.

"Okay okay, next game!"

Although Kirishima wasn't necessarily a lightweight, Bakugou on the other hand, was the very definition of it.

About an hour had passed of more dumb hypothetical scenarios, everyone progressively getting more drunk. Kaminari and Sero could surprisingly hold their alcohol quite well, so while Bakugou was a wreck and Ashido wasn't far behind, those two were still only feeling a little bit buzzed.

"All I'm saying is that if a stranger proposed to me at Disney Land, I'd probably accept it." Ashido raised both her hands in defence of herself, though she couldn't help but laugh at herself with the others.

"You seriously that desperate to get fucked?" Bakugou huffed out through the chuckling, almost believing her original statement.

"Well excuuuse me Katsuki, but not everyone is a bottom bitch like you, okay? I could be the one doing the fucking for all you know." Ashido shot back, smirk on her face as she smugly stuck her tongue out at the blonde.