Bakugo filled the bath tub and squeezed out a generous amount of liquid from the Vanilla Scented Bubble Bath bottle.
He stepped into it and slowly descended, sitting with his legs parted and arms on the rim of the bath tub he looked over at Kirishima who was staring at him in awe without realizing.
"Tch. Are you coming in or not Hair for Brains?"
Startled he stepped into the water quickly, sitting in between Bakugo's legs. Leaning into Bakugo's beautifully strapping body, his back became flush with his chest, he leaned his head back onto his shoulder. The water was really hot, like scorching hot, and Kirishima thought his skin was going to fall off because of it. He didn't complain though because Katsuki seemed to love it, fully reclined with his head back against the wall and eyes closed, he was very relaxed.
They sat in comfortable silence for almost ten minutes until Bakugo decided to break it, wrapping his arms around Kirishima's waist, "This is the part where you're supposed to ask me if we're an item now."
"...Huh?"
"Tch. Don't make me spell it out for you idiot, this is the moment when you're supposed to ask me if I'm your boyfriend now. I set up everything so perfectly for you, I even let you sit up against me, you think I'd let just anyone do that you moron."
"What?! Why don't you ask me if I'm your boyfriend now?"
"OI, I don't ask stupid questions like that, if I want you as my boyfriend then in my mind you already are. You're the one who's supposed to ask me to clarify your status."
Kirishima giggled, how cute is he.
"Okay... So I'm guessing you like me since you brought this conversation up. And I'm going to take a wild guess, I'm your boyfriend now, right?"
Kirishima turned his head to face Bakugo, his eyes widened at the sight of a fully flushed Katsuki, his whole face, neck, and even his ears were glowing like red Christmas lights. This made Kirishima chuckle, he leaned in some more and whispered into Bakugo's ear, "Don't be embarrassed baby, I like you too. And if I wasn't your boyfriend I'd have to either kill you or make you a vampire after this bubble bath, so count yourself lucky that I like you back."
Too stunned by the red heads remark it took him a second to fire back, and he didn't have any of the normal malice to his words too back it up, "TCH. ME LUCKY? YOU SHOULD BE LUCKY, AND YOU SHOULD BE THANKING ME FOR NOT DRIVING A PIECE OF WOOD INTO YOUR CHEST. HMPF."
"AWW, bakubabe! You'd kill me? That's no fun! Who are you gonna record orgasming on camera for you to watch like a creep later tonight if its not me!"
Bakugo grabbed a handful of Kirishima's hair and yanked his head back, whispering into his ear, "Watch how you speak to me you fucking cum slut, I'm the master here."
"I'm just joking Master, don't get all worked up again," Kirishima moaned.
"Tch. Whatever, I do what I want," Bakugo ran his hand down Kirishima's chest to his lower abdomen and made small circles on his skin with his pointer finger. The red head dug his nails into Bakugo's arm, soft moans filling the air in between them.
Bakugo wanted to throw the boy onto his hands and knees and ravage him one more time but this moment was supposed to be cute. He was supposed to leave Kirishima wanting more, not give it all to him. Gritting his teeth he stopped, he'd have plenty of other chances to fuck Eijiro and his exquisite body since they were a couple now.
Part of Bakugo couldn't believe the man in between his legs was a fucking vampire and even more so Bakugo couldn't believe he, a man who rarely expressed emotions other than anger, was in a relationship with someone he actually had passionate sex with.
It wasn't just the standard fuck he'd always give or get, no, this man had him head over heels. Bakugo was anxiously awaiting the red heads every move. Felt his skin hypersensitive to every touch, felt every love scratch in his core. The nail marks that adorned his skin would be worn like a badge. Every moment they shared during their love making was so erotic, Bakugo had never felt like that before. He wanted this guy bad, real bad. And every fiber of Katsuki's being was hoping, praying, Kirishima felt the same way. That this new found obsession wasn't one sided. But he couldn't say that out loud, couldn't ask the question blaring in his mind like sirens because that would show too much emotion. He would look weak; Katsuki couldn't risk that in front of his new boy friend, especially one that was already stronger than him.
"Bakugo..." Kirishima said breaking the blonde from his thoughts.
"Hm."
"Lotion me when we get out?" Kirishima had a mischievous look in his eyes.
"Sure, Shitty Hair."
And with that they sat in silence waiting for the water to get cold. Holding hands and enjoying the rhythm of each other's breathing.
"Let's get out now," Kirishima finally said after some time had passed.
"Okay." Bakugo wanted that moment to last longer, he didn't want Kirishima to go home but he couldn't bring himself to ask the man to stay the night. It wasn't like him and he couldn't let his boyfriend think he was a clingy fucking bitch. The night was bound to end at some point...
They stepped out, drying each other off. Kirishima leaned over the dresser grabbing the bottle of shea butter lotion. With damp hair laying sexily around Kirishima's face, framing it perfectly, he turned to face Bakugo causing the boys heart to stop.
"Bakugo, lotion me pleaseeee," he said so gentle but extremely sexy- like he wanted to tempt the blonde into a round two.
"Tch, didn't I say I would already," he said softly into the boy's ear as he took the bottle from him. Squeezing a good amount into his palm he began with Kirishima's forearm and worked his way up to the bicep and then the shoulders. Softly massaging as he went along his spine to the middle and lower back.
"hmmm, that feels really good Baby."
Pumping some more lotion into his hand he rubbed his hands together and then massaged the red head's firm ass. Which got him a loud moan in response. Eijiro began to wiggle his hips side to side.
Bakugo's dick was hard now but he wasn't going to act upon it. He wanted Kirishima to come back in a few days begging to be fucked. Bakugo could tell Kirishima wanted it right now, purposely putting on a show, teasing Bakugo. But he was stronger than that. He bent down for a better angle and rubbed lotion to the back side of Kirishima's legs.
Getting back up he started at Kirishima's collar bone and worked his way down the red head's rock hard chest and abs. Before he could start with the front side of the legs Kirishima grabbed his left wrist and with the other hand shoved him down into the chair behind him.
"Fuck, why are you so sexy? All you do is tempt me, I literally can't hold myself back," the red head was staring into Bakugo's soul as he spoke the words.
Not understanding what was going on Bakugo didn't protest, before he knew it Kirishima was sinking his fangs into his wrist and sucking the blood from his veins for a second time that night. After thirty seconds he released his fangs and b lined for Katsuki's lips, kissing him roughly- which Bakugo obviously reciprocated. The taste of iron was coating his taste buds, leaving a weird aftertaste when they were done kissing.
Kirishima put on his clothes as Bakugo watched in awe, damn this guy is smooth.
Picking up his bookbag and tying his hoodie around his waist he turned to the blonde and winked, "See you around school tomorrow, boyfriend."
Bakugo stood there speechless, he realized he was probably going to be the one begging next time they met up.
Eijiro walked out the bedroom and down the stairs, he wanted to leave now.
Kirishima felt guilty for feeding off Bakugo for a second time in one night. And to make it worst he didn't even ask permission. Eijiro tried to play it cool but deep down he felt disgusted with himself. Just as he was about to leave the house Bakugo's mother tapped him on the shoulder.
He turned to face her and she shoved a small tupperware full of curry into his chest, "Thank you for being so good to my son. I know he's a handful! You seem like a very gentle man and he needs someone like you to be his partner, so I hope you can stay happy with him for a very long time! Don't tell him I said this or he'll throw a fit." She paused and Kirishima smiled taking the curry and putting it into his bookbag, "Thank you so much Mrs.Bakugo," sending a big smile her way.
"I'll see you again soon since you boys have a project to do! And don't forget next Friday we're having a proper dinner together!" She yelled out as Kirishima walked down the street. He giggled to himself, for the first time in a really long time he was truly excited about something.
He wanted to tell Izuku all about his new boyfriend and how stupidly romantic it all was. Izuku was one of the only humans who knew he was a vampire, the boy was extremely loyal and trust worthy. Plus Kirishima trusted and respected his opinion dearly. He wanted to introduce his hot headed boyfriend to Izuku soon to see what he thought about him. Maybe they could all go out to lunch together? And maybe Izuku's boy friend could tag along too! Like a super cool double date! The boys schedule was normally packed so it was doubtful but a man can hope right?
Pulling out his phone he began to write up the text to Izuku.
To: Izuku
Hey bro, you wouldn't believe what happened to me today. Seriously, I'm bugging out. Can we meet at the coffee shop near work tomorrow morning and talk about it before our shift?
Sent.
Buzz. Buzz.
From: Izuku
Of course! But are you sure you don't wanna talk about it now? I could catch the train and be at your place in fifteen minutes! Unless you FINALLY want to come to my house for once. I can text you the address now.
To: Izuku
No, no it's cool man. I need some time to think everything over so don't come to my apartment right now. I think tomorrow before work would give me enough time to sort everything out. And you know WHY I can't go to your house. *Rolls eyes*
Sent.
Buzz. Buzz.
From: Izuku
It's just my mom who lives here with me. And I trust you enough not to do anything but I won't force you to come.
Anyway that sounds perfect, 8:00am sharp at the coffee shop?
To: Izuku
Yeah bro, 8:00am works fine for me! I really appreciate it, you're a lifesaver!
Sent.
Buzz. Buzz.
From: Izuku
Don't mention it! Good Night!
With that Kirishima slipped his phone back into his pocket and stepped inside the train that just pulled into the station. It was pretty much empty now so he put on his headphones and some music to relax his nerves.
If Bakugo didn't have the personality he does, things could have gone south. Like really, really bad. But some how things took a turn for the best. Katsuki didn't give a single fuck that he was a vampire. Plus Eijiro got roped into a relationship with the guy.
Though it did happened without him even being asked- why did he accept it so easily.
"Huh," He whispered to himself.
Why was that? Why did he not put up a fight. Why didn't he demand Bakugo to at least ask him properly? Was he really that lonely?
No, that wasn't it.
For some reason he was very into this hot headed man who was now just like a dog- all bark and no bite. He showed his gentle side to Kirishima on the first day of meeting him. Something Eijiro doubted he showed anyone. Plus the sex was ground breaking, something the red head had never experienced before. It was extremely perfervid for two strangers which was super odd.
But Kirishima liked every moment of it; he kept replaying it over and over in his head trying to burn the image of Katsuki's sensual face into his brain.
Fuck, he was totally falling for this guy. Which was bad, fucking horrible actually. Kirishima promised himself he wouldn't get that close to anyone once he turned into a vampire. He'd seen the way all the movies went.
The vampire falls in love with a human. The human grows old. They die. And the vampire lives the rest of eternity cursing themselves wishing their loved one was still alive. Living their eternal existence mourning the loss.
I just don't have the heart to go through with that. I don't. I can't mourn the lost of a lover for thousands if not millions of years. It would be too much to bear.
Kirishima's eyes began to water. He punched his thigh with a closed fist. He hated himself. He hated being this freak, this monster. He wanted a normal life again. To see his old family and friends again. He wished he was a human but he had already given up on that possibility.
He continued to brew over the idea of eternal suffering alone on earth when all those movies he watched as a kid about vampires who turn their lovers into vampires at the end of the movie and they lived happily ever after popped into his head.
If he really did truly fall in love with someone he could live forever with them if they were a vampire too. They could spend their days together forever in love, the perfect dream for an romanticist.
Immediately guilt washed over him, who was he to decide that for someone. Who was he to wish and hope someone would want to be a fucking monster like this willingly.
I disgust myself more and more each day.
Eijiro walked off the train and just listened to the music in his ears instead of the voices in his head.
Unlocking the door to his third floor apartment he walked in and dropped everything. Locking the door, he slid down until he was sitting on the cold floor and began to cry. He stayed there for quiet some time until he managed to gather his strength to take a shower and lay in bed.
There he lied awake replaying the whole day over and over in his head, trying to figure out if Bakugo was playing him or if he actually felt a connection the way Kirishima did.
Finally around four a.m. he drifted off into sleep with puffy, red eyes and a runny nose.
Bakugo on the other hand couldn't get a wink of sleep.
After Kirishima had left his room, he was frozen from shock. He couldn't bring himself to get up and go after the boy, beg him to stay the night just so he could feel his presence for a little while longer. He just sat there.
Grabbing the camcorder off the tripod he put the memory card into his computer and looked at all the beautiful footage they took together. He was mad that Kirishima had turned it off half way through when he got "hurt" or whatever the fuck happened. Because of that he didn't get the fucking bite on camera.
Maybe that was for the best? I mean evidence like that is damning. Plus I was calling him baby like a fucking softy. Yeah, never mind I'm glad it wasn't documented.
Katsuki watched everything on repeat for hours, fast forwarding the parts with only him in the shot because he didn't care. He just wanted to gaze upon his new boy friend.
And he didn't do it in a creepy, sexual way.
No, this was like going into the jungle hoping to catch something big and gazing upon a lion that was too strong, too breath taking, too perfect to be captured. So you just stare in complete astonishment and wonder and hope that they'll come within your reach so maybe. Just maybe. You could extend your hand out and touch them. And if you were lucky enough they would let you without biting your damn hand off.
Had Eijiro Kirishima; the lion, really let Katsuki Bakugo; the hunter, not only touch him- but capture him too?
A/N: 2827 words
I hope you bitches liked this chapter! I have some shit cooking for the next chapter hopefully I can execute it properly. I don't know when it's gonna be done though so don't be mad at me if it takes a while! Love you guys! <3