[kirishima are you seriously eyeballing ur bf while being half-crushed by an entire cave-in
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Fuck. Yeah. Move your legs. [It works out better if Bakugou braces himself over Kirishima and wedges his shoulder against the goddamn thing, pushing with all his might. Bakugou is far from a weak guy, but his strengths have always been primarily in using his quirk quickly and effectively; he doesn't have the muscle mass as some of their brawnier classmates, and trying to move a boulder that weighs three times as much as him is not easy task. His explosions would do more harm than good here so he just struggles and sweats and grunts until he gets it up just enough for Kirishima to slip out.]
Fuck fuck fuck- fuck, [he yells as Kirishima finally manages to scramble out and drops it with a gasp. He falls back onto his ass beside Kirishima, panting before vaulting up onto his knees, one hand popping tiny explosions for more light than just the glowstick.] C'mere- c'mere, let me see. [He grabs Kirishima's good shoulder to pull him closer, grip much more gentle then usual.]
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Date: 2016-07-04 07:54 am (UTC)bro]
Fuck. Yeah. Move your legs. [It works out better if Bakugou braces himself over Kirishima and wedges his shoulder against the goddamn thing, pushing with all his might. Bakugou is far from a weak guy, but his strengths have always been primarily in using his quirk quickly and effectively; he doesn't have the muscle mass as some of their brawnier classmates, and trying to move a boulder that weighs three times as much as him is not easy task. His explosions would do more harm than good here so he just struggles and sweats and grunts until he gets it up just enough for Kirishima to slip out.]
Fuck fuck fuck- fuck, [he yells as Kirishima finally manages to scramble out and drops it with a gasp. He falls back onto his ass beside Kirishima, panting before vaulting up onto his knees, one hand popping tiny explosions for more light than just the glowstick.] C'mere- c'mere, let me see. [He grabs Kirishima's good shoulder to pull him closer, grip much more gentle then usual.]