His first partnership with the police as a fully fledged hero. It had taken much longer than he'd wanted- but, considering what Japan (the whole world, to an extent) had gone through just a few years ago, maybe it actually hadn't. Nobody had expected Bakugou to accept a sidekick position, let alone at Best Jeanist's office, but everybody had made some decisions that ended up surprising people.
Like Kirishima moving to Osaka, for example.
They still kept in touch, talking on the phone sometimes, texting. Kirishima spent way more time in the Class A groupchat than Bakugou did, but he read everything even if he rarely wrote. Two years ago he wouldn't have bothered, uncaring of what the extras in his class did with very few exceptions, but... But that was two years ago. That was before...everything.
Izuku stayed in Tokyo. The embers dimmed a little more every month; he and All Might had guessed maybe only a year or so left before he had nothing left to use, and Bakugou had spent a few bitter weeks trying to absorb that. It wasn't fair. Bakugou had wasted so much time being- being a fucking moron when he should've-
Well. Now he's here, and working alongside Deku of all people, on what might be his rival's final mission depending on how things shake out. It's a big deal; Bakugou had just 'graduated' from sidekick to full heroship in Best Jeanist's agency, opting to stick around to build up more savings and reputation before opening his own office. The police had requested him specifically due to his mobility and versatility, and that had made Best Jeanist puff up with pride as if he was Bakugou's dad or something. Embarrassing. Deku came along as a skilled all-rounder, but also because the job involved some kind of national yakuza issue.
Most yakuza were much smaller deals; they kept to their territory and generally didn't try to expand after that disastrous endeavor by Overhaul. There are exceptions to every pattern though, and there was a dangerous new substance on the market that mimicked certain Quirks rather than just enhanced or removed existing ones. A pale imitation of All For One's tyranny, but with the potential to become just as difficult to combat if given more time to develop and spread.
So. Heroes gathered, police debriefing. Bakugou is up near the front of the room, facing the detective running down the game plan, when he feels like he's being watched. When he turns however, there are way too many crazy and colorful outfits from all the Heroes in the room for him to get a read on it, and besides that he wants to pay attention so later the cops and media go Wow, wasn't he so good, someone give him stacks of cash so he can open up his own office already.
It's not until everyone's on the field, Bakugou flipping and blasting overhead to chase down a fleeing yakuza officer, that he spots that familiar shock of red and almost loses track of his quarry. The shock of red is one of the few heroes not currently occupied so Bakugou howls down at him,] Big guy down the alley!
kirishima had been working with fat gum for most of his time at UA, tokyo - well, tokyo almost felt crowded with so many of their senpai staying closeby and so many of his classmates not wanting to venture. but tokyo wasn't the only place that needed help. every major city in japan, the world, was feeling the ramifications of what happened, and that means they needed just as much help getting back on even keel. it made the move to osaka easy, knowing he could help and really get a strong start as a sidekick. but leaving tokyo meant being hours away from his family, his closest friends, and his first crush.
that alone made moving to osaka a lot harder.
but kirishima doesn't regret it, not for a second. his own career is osaka is skyrocketing with all the connections he's made working in fatgum's office and the media attention he's getting. plus, he's bulked up at least 15 kilos, if not more, making him stronger and more unbreakable than ever. it's why he's able to go from sidekick to hero in no time at all, and why he's now in tokyo for this huge mission to take down a yakuza group that wants to mimic quirks and do the kind of evil that they all worked so hard to take down years ago. it's his biggest mission in a while, and while kirishima is pumped about it, it's so hard to pay attention in the debriefing.
how can he, when bakugou katsuki is right there, in all his matured, scarred glory.
of course they talk still, text and call from time to time, and he sees bakugou on the news plenty. kirishima would rather chew glass than let his friendship with bakugou disappear, so it's effort worth putting in even when he's busy. but phone calls and tv appearances do not compare to seeing him in person, in his full gear, looking so serious and ready to go.
just looking at him makes his heart swell - there's so much kirishima's left unsaid. if he's honest with himself, it's pretty unmanly that he didn't say more to bakugou, back when they lived in the same dorm.
but it's not something that kirishima can linger on when there's a huge bust to do. with everyone else, kirishima heads out, rushing through the streets trying to grab as many guys as he can, but he's lost track of the guy he was chasing because, well, just because he's strong doesn't mean he's always the fastest.
he's about to call out for help when - he doesn't have to. kirishima jerks as he looks up and sees bakugou, haloed in the flickering street lights, and feels something in his chest soar. ]
Got it! [ and kirishima books it without hesitating, because bakugou doesn't lie. he didn't then, and he sure doesn't now, because as soon as he turns down that alleyway and spots the guy bakugou was talking about, and in a quick motion runs up and subdues him with the specialty bolas they were given to trap him so the cops can bring him in. it takes only a moment, and then kirishima is looking up for bakugou, ready to keep following him wherever he's going. it's sure to lead to action. ] Thanks, Dynamite!
Without even realizing, a sharp grin cuts across Bakugou's face as he balances onto the lightpole, hanging on with a hand to his vantage point.] That's Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight, jackass, [he taunts, sparing just a few seconds to look Kirishima over (it's a little difficult to tell from this far away but he looks fucking stacked) before returning his attention to the criss-crossing alleys behind them. He can see some movement; more than one body down there, trying to regroup.]
Down that alley, go left, [Bakugou calls before jumping from the lightpole and tossing a succession of blasts to twist and spin his way in the same direction over the rooftops. Can't let too many of them gather and exchange information. Need to round up every single one of these motherfuckers, completely obliterate this cell and stomp out every possible foothold this drug can take to get into circulation in this city.
He lands directly atop one of the yakuza before flipping off with another blast to knock them down. Another thug swipes at him with three knife-wielding hands at once, which Bakugou narrowly wrenches away from. Kirishima will be here in a moment, he'd be a better fit for this loser, so Bakugou flings a blast down at the concrete to pop himself back into the air. He'll keep middle distance to avoid the blades, just in case anybody has any bright ideas of using the drug to mimic his quirk.]
Oh, excuse me. [ kirishima laughs though, not able to really tease. it's been - god, years since he's seen bakugou in the field, and too long since they've really been in person. that debrief was barely anything, and even then kirishima didn't know if they would be able to run together side by side like this, like they used to. and just like the old days, bakugou's sharp grin, just knowing he's here where they can take down villains side by side, it makes kirishima's heart soar.
if it weren't for this mission, kirishima would kick himself up there to give bakugou a hug. but he won't - at least, not till this mission is done.
that just means they better wrap this up soon.
kirishima goes down the alley and goes left, following the sounds of bakugou's instructions and the sound explosions. it's pretty easy, because where they're at it seems like it's just the two of them and these yakuza who thinks they can down red riot and great explosion murder god dynamite all on their own. no matter what quirk they imitate, no matter what they do - there's no way.
he arrives just as bakugou shoots himself up, and kirishima knows that smoke screen will be perfect. he grins, wild as he hardens all across his body, punching his fists together before leaping through the smoke at this guy. the yakuza doesn't see it coming - his eyes go wide, and he tries to put up his knives to block, but it's no where near enough. kirishima socks him straight in the face with his hardened fist and the guy crumples to the ground, unconscious.
kirishima laughs again, grinning up over his shoulder to look towards bakugou - ] Where next?
Edited (its been so long i forgot what my fucking icons were) Date: 2024-08-26 01:15 am (UTC)
[The smile hasn't left his face, which is probably terrifying for the people he's hurling explosions at, but that's literally never stopped him. Only difference is that the thing that put the smile there isn't the usual reason.
Kirishima dives into that smoke, just as Bakugou thought he would, and he launches himself back up onto the roof nearby to watch his back outside of the smokescreen and look for anyone else to chase down. The cops are making their way this direction also, clearing the warehouses with the Heroes one by one throughout the harbor. The sounds of fighting and gunfire have long since faded, the yakuza that had gathered opting instead to escape rather than try to stand their ground.
Bakugou touches two fingers to the standard issue earpiece for the operation. East warehouses are clear, one of the officers announces. Any Heroes on the west side, please confirm location and status.]
Dynamight and Red Riot at Warehouse 4-B, both green. [Bakugou keeps his eyes on Kirishima. Waiting for him to disagree? ...no, he knows Kirishima will follow his lead unless he finds something wrong with it, in which case he'll bring it up to him. God, it's like they haven't even been apart.] Just put down two more douchebags. We'll clear the rest of the alleyways back here and head to the rendezvous point.
Yup! Oh-- [ kirishima has to remind himself to hold his fingers to the earpiece so he can talk into it properly, ] All clear!
[ after all, if bakugou seems sure from that vantage point, then it's probably true. when it comes to clearing out areas cleanly for baddies, bakugou's as thorough as it gets. kirishima can rely on that, even after so long apart, without a second thought. even with so much changing, at least that is still the same.
once bakugou is done giving the full round up of what they're doing next, kirishima hardens his legs so he can kick up the side of the nearby building so he can be up on bakugou's level, side by side. it also means that kirishima gets a better look at him - way better than at the debrief. bakugou is, sharper, somehow - like the experience of his sidekick-ship has forged him into a far stronger weapon, and made him way more mature. he looks amazing, and kirishima can't stop grinning. ]
C'mon, let's get the drop on the last of 'em. [ kirishima cocks his head and then gives himself a head start along the walls to the next set of alleyways. he knows he needs it - bakugou's blasts will take him further than his own legs are going to take him anywhere. ]
[Kirishima climbs up the warehouse siding with more agility than Bakugou remembers him having. He must've been working on it down in Osaka, because he wasn't that spry when they graduated. It looks like he's been working to make his joints more limber too, or maybe he's fine-tuned his hardening so his armor is as full-coverage it can be while not sacrificing mobility. That was one of his issues, that he couldn't harden in micro-bursts or in smaller sections, and one he complained about all through school. All it took was some trial by fire in the field and he's gotten the hang of it; Bakugou doesn't even see that much damage on the side of the warehouse from his climb.
...Bakugou is staring. Holy shit Kirishima's chest got...big. Like, his shoulders are wide. He's always been broad but he's like a shit brickhouse at this point.
HE'S STILL STARING. Kirishima tilts his head in that annoyingly adorable puppy-playful way before he turns and starts running- oh, he'd said something. Right, they have a job to do. Bakugou curses and flings himself into the air with a b-bang, soaring past Kirishima and allowing the tips he'd picked up from that gymnast Best Jeanist picked up to keep the use of his quirk to a minimum. Torque and twisting momentum was decent propulsion, actually.
He does go soaring past Kirishima because of it, and it also gives him a good look at the alleys from a birds' eye view. There's movement down an alley two buildings over so Bakugou allows himself to land in a roll next to Kirishima, picking up the pace to run alongside him and pointing.] There. Three guys, maybe four. You take south, I'll blast over to north and cut off any escape routes.
[ it took so much practice to hone his hardening, with so many extra sessions with suneater too to figure out how to control the minutia hardening most of himself but not his joints so he could do the crazy mobility shit he needed to really take his abilities to the next level. it was worth it though, if not for the way he can be a better hero, then for how bakugou is staring at him.
kirishima loves it. how could he not love attention from his crush, right? even if it is on the job, where they can't do anything about it. soon, kirishima reminds himself. he'll get rid of these bad guys as fast as possible and then it'll be great.
of course, at this rate bakugou is going to clear them out first for how he rushes forward. kirishima doesn't mind though, grinning as he watches him fly through the air, more graceful than ever as he manipulates his explosions to send himself forward. it gives him an odd swell of pride - kirishima remembers all the rehab bakugou had to do back then, and seeing him above and beyond his game now? kirishima couldn't grin any wider if he tried. ]
Right. [ and so kirishima runs towards the south to cut them off, running to the south and leaping to the next building, just like he always does for any other mission.
but the thing is, when he runs or jumps like it's any other mission, in those tight sleeves that bracket his chest, he doesn't think about what that looks like. kirishima doesn't think about how he has a body less like a body builder of all pure muscle, but more like a lumberjack, whose strong and muscular but has a good level of fat over it. he doesn't think about how the compression of his sleeves makes that muscle and fat even more prominent in his pecs.
it's why he has no real idea that they jiggle when he runs, and really bounce when he jumps. that's just normal for a guy whose as stacked as he is, right? ]
[Bakugou almost doesn't stick the landing, which would've been so humiliating. All that work with gymnast techniques to make up for the fact that his right arm is still weaker than his left ruined when he breaks his fucking spine on a fire escape because Kirishima has the fucking bounciest tits he's ever seen.
God, he's so fucking stupid. He's so god damned stupid. How could he have let graduation happen without putting his face in those at least once. He knew Kirishima had a thing for him, and he hadn't been opposed exactly, but there had been so much going on and Kirishima hadn't gone for it, so he'd just let the guy leave without them ever having talked about...y'know, that. The intense sexual (and romantic???) tension between them. And he's so stupid for that.
OH MY GOD, he's in a fucking fight. Right. Let's not end up needing a trip to the ambulance because he's too busy drooling over Kirishima's perfectly sculpted torso. Holy shit, he hasn't even seen his back yet- stop it.
Bakugou drops down into the alley, again directly on top of one of the fleeing yakuza, and almost takes a fist to the kidney before his insane reflexes save him yet again. He whips a thick combat boot behind him to catch the attacker with the heel, finishing the roundhouse by blasting off the back of the henchman beneath him to keep him down as well. Kirishima is probably tackling goons A and B the other way, but Bakugou can't exactly not show off for him. How long is he in Tokyo for? Does he already have a place to stay? Maybe he'd be interested in uhhh, fucking Bakugou's brains out. Or getting his brains fucked out, they can switch.]
[ to be fair to bakugou, kirishima did not look like this two years ago. that kirishima does know: he worked hard to bulk up, putting on pounds of muscle over these last two years to get stronger, because the stronger his body is, the stronger his hardening can be. it's meant a lot of sad nights of boiled chicken breast and plain rice, but it's been worth it. if he had any idea how much bakugou was staring, he'd say it was even more worth it.
but he doesn't, because kirishima's focus is on dropping the two yakuza guys in the next alley down, knocking them out and getting them tied up in record time. there's no way he's doing a slipshod job with bakugou around though, so he keeps moving through the alleyways to make sure he didn't miss anybody.
the sooner they catch everyone, the sooner they can go, and maybe bakugou would be down to get some yakitori and drinks and catch up? kirishima really, really wants to hang out with him, talk about this mission, how he's doing, if he likes kirishima at all--
another guy, smaller, runs past kirishima's field of view with a yelp. he clicks his tongue, and puts his fingers to the earpiece as he runs after him. ] Another one coming up your way, Dynamight!
[It's probably disgusting to the majority of his previous classmates that even half-distracted by thirsty thoughts, Bakugou's reflexes still manage to clothesline the runt that tries to swerve around him. He is hated for good reasons. He likes being hated for those reasons.
Boot-to-the-chin is getting up though, and clotheslined-runt isn't down for good. At least the guy Bakugou jumped on is down, but that still leaves him outnumbered, not that that's ever been a concern. At a glance it looks like Kirishima already trussed up the two dudes who went south, so that means there were five in the alley; Bakugou had missed one in his initial count. Sloppy.]
Aright, [Bakugou growls to himself under his breath, and shakes out his hands. Boot-to-the-chin first. The guy reaches into his jacket and Bakugou heads that right off by charging low and flinging a blast up into the bastard's face. The yakuza sputters and takes a few wild swipes through the smoke; his arm stings briefly but a glance shows it's not serious. The asshole who nicked him is put down with a front kick to the gut. It pays to wear boots that weigh a billion pounds.
Smaller guy gets up and tries to make for the fire escape; Kirishima is closest by now though and you know what? Bakugou's feeling generous. Maybe also he wants to watch Kirishima work, so he stands with a foot on the not-quite-unconscious yakuza and watches, grinning darkly.]
[ kirishima's running as fast as he can, which is why he makes it in time to see the other guy by bakugou running away, and right at him. the guy tries to come to a stop, scuttling on the pavement, but kirishima grins wide and keeps on running, shoulder hardened as he starts to take a linebacker's run instead. ]
You're not going anywhere! [ and promptly tackles the guy, sending him flying to the ground and rolling right back to where he came. he coughs, looking like he's trying to get up despite basically getting hit in the stomach by a mac truck. fine by kirishima - it's easy from there to give him a solid wallop, right to the face, leaving him sprawled unconscious on the ground.
suddenly it's quiet, and as kirishima surveys the area it's obvious the only ones left awake are him and bakugou, the only sound echoing in the alley is that of their own breathing. ]
Nice going, Dynamight. [ kirishima beams at him, giving a thumbs up, ] Looks like we work as well together as ever, huh?
[Does not bother to hide how he's watching Kirishima's chest heave as he catches his breath. Lord-fucking-almighty.]
...I coulda handled these chumps by myself, [Bakugou boasts after a moment, because it's not a 'no' and also it's just the kind of self-assured that Kirishima always delighted in back in school. Manly or whatever, or sometimes he just plain found it funny, because he's a weird motherfucker.
He turns and unhooks some zip ties from his belt to start trussing up the two yakuza at his feet, just in case they snap out of it before the cops get over here to pick them up.] Call it in, I'll go check for stragglers.
[ bakugou is right - it still delights kirishima to hear bakugou's casual confidence, making him laugh again with a sort of bright joy that probably shouldn't have a place in the middle of a serious mission and surrounded by a bunch of dudes they just beat the shit out of. but bakugou was always the one who brought out that kind of excitement out of kirishima the most, and it feels even more special knowing it's still true years later. ]
Yeah, got it. [ kirishima is quick to do so, reporting in with a - ] Warehouse 4-B all clear. Dynamight and Red Riot ready to report back in. [ - and then hangs up before he helps bakugou out with getting these guys tied up so he can go do one last perimeter before they head back.
in the time it takes for bakugou to do that and come back, kirishima manages to take a deep breath and work up a little courage to ask ] Hey, are you doing anything after this?
[A surprisingly easy raid, all things considered, but it helps that the police had decided to enlist a veritable all-star list of Heroes to help to utterly crush the opposition, rather than leaving it to chance. Bakugou didn't get to make a huge impression but he came away with something.
The subject of that something is currently sneaking looks at him like he doesn't realize that Bakugou is paying so much attention to his movement, right now.] Paperwork, shower, food. [Unclasps his right gauntlet and massages at his forearm with a twitch of his eyebrow.]
[ spoiler alert - kirishima doesn't realize bakugou is watching him, or at least, not exactly. they're still on the job after all, so what if bakugou is checking out his work rather than his super thick arms? ]
Oh - Great! [ a chance! he must take it!! ] I was gonna go get some ramen after this, do you wanna come with me?
[Gives his arm one last squeeze to pretend like his heart isn't kicking up a little bit at that. Clasps his gauntlet back on.] I dunno, are we also gonna do our paperwork and shower together? [FLIRTING 101. He's so fuckin' good at this shit.]
Uh. [ kirishima stalls for a second, eyes wide and stupid grin frozen to his face because he didn't expect bakugou to offer all that but... maybe it's a good thing? maybe bakugou is down? he's down. slowly kirishima boots back up; ]
Is there like a locker room shower and stuff back at the base? Cause I don't mind, I mean, it's been a while since we hung out! We can use that time to catch up and stuff. Not to mention since we're both here our paperwork will basically be the same, right?
[THAT FEELS LIKE IT DIDN'T WORK? The freezing and nervous laughter and stuff? What the fuck. He couldn't have possibly done that incorrectly, he totally knows how to flirt. Maybe Kirishima thought he was fucking around?
Maybe...maybe Kirishima was just...offering as a friend? UGH. Why is he so fucking FRIENDLY with everyone, now it's hard to tell. God damn it.] No; I'm going back to my agency to file my shit.
[But- you know what, Bakugou's not a pussy. He's not a coward. If Kirishima's really not interested, he'll get a definite 'hell no' out of him first.] Just text me where you're staying. I'll come get you when I'm done.
[ wait, hold on, he fucked up. or at least kirishima thinks he fucked up, because bakugou is going from joking about showering together to saying he's going back to his agency to do his work and it leaves kirishima feeling at a loss. even with dinner still on the table, something doesn't feel quite right. ]
Wait, no, I mean - yes! That works for me! But - I can come with you if you want? I was just gonna do all my stuff at the station otherwise since the place I'm staying at is kinda small.
[Considers Kirishima for a moment, guardedly. Maybe being a shitty little pissbaby because he's potentially embarrassed himself is not the most reliable way to get a dick. Or...treat his friend, yeah, let's go with that first. Not that Kirishima isn't more than used to it.]
...I'd have to sneak you in, technically. [Because technically anybody who isn't Genius Agency staff and Heroes are not permitted to use the facilities, but you know what? Who gives a shit.] Why, where'd the cops put you up? Some shitty little motel? [Did those mfs cheap out again...]
Nah, it's more like a dorm they have for heroes from out of town? So they got me a studio apartment there. [ but it is small, so maybe a little motel wouldn't have been that much different - the only advantage of this place is it's little two burner stove top and a few pots and pans if he really wanted to just cook for himself. still, he got it for free, so kirishima can't really complain: he's not a big enough hero to make big bucks yet. ] So if you can sneak me in that'd be awesome! Let's head back so we can go, okay?
[ kirishima gives bakugou a friendly slap on the back, because that's what he always does! as bros!! (haha, unless?) ]
[Ugh, the dorm. Cheap-asses. It's not a roach motel, but they couldn't shell out a couple thousand yen to put people in decent hotel suites? Yeah, Bakugou's gonna sneak Kirishima in and get Best Jeanist to forgive him later.]
C'mon. [The trip back to the police station to regroup is a short one, the debrief with the officers takes less than an hour, and Bakugou waits around for Kirishima to finish up with his individual debrief, his motorcycle beneath his arm.] Let's go. [On his knees, thanking his All Might figurine shrine for having borrowed a bike from the agency for this operation because now he gets to drive back to the agency with Kirishima sitting behind him and holding onto his waist. Yes.]
[ and off they go, leaving the goons behind to do the rest - and admittedly - more boring part of their job. debriefs are important though, making sure everyone knows what happened and why, so kirishima tries not to cut corners even though he's vibrating with excitement as he heads out of the station to see-- ]
You brought your motorcycle!? Hell yeah! [ kirishima laughs, delighted, getting onto the motorcycle behind bakugou and wrapping his arms snug around his waist. this is as close as they've been in years, and kirishima has no qualms about taking advantage of it. if he's blushing, he can write it off as the wind, and if he holds onto bakugou a little tighter and presses his chest up against bakugou's back, kirishima can say it's just cause of the tight turns or the speed. if bakugou really has a problem with it, he'll say something but - boy, kirishima hopes he doesn't. ]
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(hardons) Kirishima - Future Heros AU
Date: 2024-08-24 11:05 am (UTC)His first partnership with the police as a fully fledged hero. It had taken much longer than he'd wanted- but, considering what Japan (the whole world, to an extent) had gone through just a few years ago, maybe it actually hadn't. Nobody had expected Bakugou to accept a sidekick position, let alone at Best Jeanist's office, but everybody had made some decisions that ended up surprising people.
Like Kirishima moving to Osaka, for example.
They still kept in touch, talking on the phone sometimes, texting. Kirishima spent way more time in the Class A groupchat than Bakugou did, but he read everything even if he rarely wrote. Two years ago he wouldn't have bothered, uncaring of what the extras in his class did with very few exceptions, but... But that was two years ago. That was before...everything.
Izuku stayed in Tokyo. The embers dimmed a little more every month; he and All Might had guessed maybe only a year or so left before he had nothing left to use, and Bakugou had spent a few bitter weeks trying to absorb that. It wasn't fair. Bakugou had wasted so much time being- being a fucking moron when he should've-
Well. Now he's here, and working alongside Deku of all people, on what might be his rival's final mission depending on how things shake out. It's a big deal; Bakugou had just 'graduated' from sidekick to full heroship in Best Jeanist's agency, opting to stick around to build up more savings and reputation before opening his own office. The police had requested him specifically due to his mobility and versatility, and that had made Best Jeanist puff up with pride as if he was Bakugou's dad or something. Embarrassing. Deku came along as a skilled all-rounder, but also because the job involved some kind of national yakuza issue.
Most yakuza were much smaller deals; they kept to their territory and generally didn't try to expand after that disastrous endeavor by Overhaul. There are exceptions to every pattern though, and there was a dangerous new substance on the market that mimicked certain Quirks rather than just enhanced or removed existing ones. A pale imitation of All For One's tyranny, but with the potential to become just as difficult to combat if given more time to develop and spread.
So. Heroes gathered, police debriefing. Bakugou is up near the front of the room, facing the detective running down the game plan, when he feels like he's being watched. When he turns however, there are way too many crazy and colorful outfits from all the Heroes in the room for him to get a read on it, and besides that he wants to pay attention so later the cops and media go Wow, wasn't he so good, someone give him stacks of cash so he can open up his own office already.
It's not until everyone's on the field, Bakugou flipping and blasting overhead to chase down a fleeing yakuza officer, that he spots that familiar shock of red and almost loses track of his quarry. The shock of red is one of the few heroes not currently occupied so Bakugou howls down at him,] Big guy down the alley!
vibrates
Date: 2024-08-25 03:22 am (UTC)kirishima had been working with fat gum for most of his time at UA, tokyo - well, tokyo almost felt crowded with so many of their senpai staying closeby and so many of his classmates not wanting to venture. but tokyo wasn't the only place that needed help. every major city in japan, the world, was feeling the ramifications of what happened, and that means they needed just as much help getting back on even keel. it made the move to osaka easy, knowing he could help and really get a strong start as a sidekick. but leaving tokyo meant being hours away from his family, his closest friends, and his first crush.
that alone made moving to osaka a lot harder.
but kirishima doesn't regret it, not for a second. his own career is osaka is skyrocketing with all the connections he's made working in fatgum's office and the media attention he's getting. plus, he's bulked up at least 15 kilos, if not more, making him stronger and more unbreakable than ever. it's why he's able to go from sidekick to hero in no time at all, and why he's now in tokyo for this huge mission to take down a yakuza group that wants to mimic quirks and do the kind of evil that they all worked so hard to take down years ago. it's his biggest mission in a while, and while kirishima is pumped about it, it's so hard to pay attention in the debriefing.
how can he, when bakugou katsuki is right there, in all his matured, scarred glory.
of course they talk still, text and call from time to time, and he sees bakugou on the news plenty. kirishima would rather chew glass than let his friendship with bakugou disappear, so it's effort worth putting in even when he's busy. but phone calls and tv appearances do not compare to seeing him in person, in his full gear, looking so serious and ready to go.
just looking at him makes his heart swell - there's so much kirishima's left unsaid. if he's honest with himself, it's pretty unmanly that he didn't say more to bakugou, back when they lived in the same dorm.
but it's not something that kirishima can linger on when there's a huge bust to do. with everyone else, kirishima heads out, rushing through the streets trying to grab as many guys as he can, but he's lost track of the guy he was chasing because, well, just because he's strong doesn't mean he's always the fastest.
he's about to call out for help when - he doesn't have to. kirishima jerks as he looks up and sees bakugou, haloed in the flickering street lights, and feels something in his chest soar. ]
Got it! [ and kirishima books it without hesitating, because bakugou doesn't lie. he didn't then, and he sure doesn't now, because as soon as he turns down that alleyway and spots the guy bakugou was talking about, and in a quick motion runs up and subdues him with the specialty bolas they were given to trap him so the cops can bring him in. it takes only a moment, and then kirishima is looking up for bakugou, ready to keep following him wherever he's going. it's sure to lead to action. ] Thanks, Dynamite!
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Date: 2024-08-25 11:27 pm (UTC)Without even realizing, a sharp grin cuts across Bakugou's face as he balances onto the lightpole, hanging on with a hand to his vantage point.] That's Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight, jackass, [he taunts, sparing just a few seconds to look Kirishima over (it's a little difficult to tell from this far away but he looks fucking stacked) before returning his attention to the criss-crossing alleys behind them. He can see some movement; more than one body down there, trying to regroup.]
Down that alley, go left, [Bakugou calls before jumping from the lightpole and tossing a succession of blasts to twist and spin his way in the same direction over the rooftops. Can't let too many of them gather and exchange information. Need to round up every single one of these motherfuckers, completely obliterate this cell and stomp out every possible foothold this drug can take to get into circulation in this city.
He lands directly atop one of the yakuza before flipping off with another blast to knock them down. Another thug swipes at him with three knife-wielding hands at once, which Bakugou narrowly wrenches away from. Kirishima will be here in a moment, he'd be a better fit for this loser, so Bakugou flings a blast down at the concrete to pop himself back into the air. He'll keep middle distance to avoid the blades, just in case anybody has any bright ideas of using the drug to mimic his quirk.]
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Date: 2024-08-26 01:06 am (UTC)if it weren't for this mission, kirishima would kick himself up there to give bakugou a hug. but he won't - at least, not till this mission is done.
that just means they better wrap this up soon.
kirishima goes down the alley and goes left, following the sounds of bakugou's instructions and the sound explosions. it's pretty easy, because where they're at it seems like it's just the two of them and these yakuza who thinks they can down red riot and great explosion murder god dynamite all on their own. no matter what quirk they imitate, no matter what they do - there's no way.
he arrives just as bakugou shoots himself up, and kirishima knows that smoke screen will be perfect. he grins, wild as he hardens all across his body, punching his fists together before leaping through the smoke at this guy. the yakuza doesn't see it coming - his eyes go wide, and he tries to put up his knives to block, but it's no where near enough. kirishima socks him straight in the face with his hardened fist and the guy crumples to the ground, unconscious.
kirishima laughs again, grinning up over his shoulder to look towards bakugou - ] Where next?
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Date: 2024-08-26 01:44 am (UTC)Kirishima dives into that smoke, just as Bakugou thought he would, and he launches himself back up onto the roof nearby to watch his back outside of the smokescreen and look for anyone else to chase down. The cops are making their way this direction also, clearing the warehouses with the Heroes one by one throughout the harbor. The sounds of fighting and gunfire have long since faded, the yakuza that had gathered opting instead to escape rather than try to stand their ground.
Bakugou touches two fingers to the standard issue earpiece for the operation. East warehouses are clear, one of the officers announces. Any Heroes on the west side, please confirm location and status.]
Dynamight and Red Riot at Warehouse 4-B, both green. [Bakugou keeps his eyes on Kirishima. Waiting for him to disagree? ...no, he knows Kirishima will follow his lead unless he finds something wrong with it, in which case he'll bring it up to him. God, it's like they haven't even been apart.] Just put down two more douchebags. We'll clear the rest of the alleyways back here and head to the rendezvous point.
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Date: 2024-08-26 02:04 am (UTC)[ after all, if bakugou seems sure from that vantage point, then it's probably true. when it comes to clearing out areas cleanly for baddies, bakugou's as thorough as it gets. kirishima can rely on that, even after so long apart, without a second thought. even with so much changing, at least that is still the same.
once bakugou is done giving the full round up of what they're doing next, kirishima hardens his legs so he can kick up the side of the nearby building so he can be up on bakugou's level, side by side. it also means that kirishima gets a better look at him - way better than at the debrief. bakugou is, sharper, somehow - like the experience of his sidekick-ship has forged him into a far stronger weapon, and made him way more mature. he looks amazing, and kirishima can't stop grinning. ]
C'mon, let's get the drop on the last of 'em. [ kirishima cocks his head and then gives himself a head start along the walls to the next set of alleyways. he knows he needs it - bakugou's blasts will take him further than his own legs are going to take him anywhere. ]
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Date: 2024-08-26 02:17 am (UTC)...Bakugou is staring. Holy shit Kirishima's chest got...big. Like, his shoulders are wide. He's always been broad but he's like a shit brickhouse at this point.
HE'S STILL STARING. Kirishima tilts his head in that annoyingly adorable puppy-playful way before he turns and starts running- oh, he'd said something. Right, they have a job to do. Bakugou curses and flings himself into the air with a b-bang, soaring past Kirishima and allowing the tips he'd picked up from that gymnast Best Jeanist picked up to keep the use of his quirk to a minimum. Torque and twisting momentum was decent propulsion, actually.
He does go soaring past Kirishima because of it, and it also gives him a good look at the alleys from a birds' eye view. There's movement down an alley two buildings over so Bakugou allows himself to land in a roll next to Kirishima, picking up the pace to run alongside him and pointing.] There. Three guys, maybe four. You take south, I'll blast over to north and cut off any escape routes.
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Date: 2024-08-26 02:54 am (UTC)kirishima loves it. how could he not love attention from his crush, right? even if it is on the job, where they can't do anything about it. soon, kirishima reminds himself. he'll get rid of these bad guys as fast as possible and then it'll be great.
of course, at this rate bakugou is going to clear them out first for how he rushes forward. kirishima doesn't mind though, grinning as he watches him fly through the air, more graceful than ever as he manipulates his explosions to send himself forward. it gives him an odd swell of pride - kirishima remembers all the rehab bakugou had to do back then, and seeing him above and beyond his game now? kirishima couldn't grin any wider if he tried. ]
Right. [ and so kirishima runs towards the south to cut them off, running to the south and leaping to the next building, just like he always does for any other mission.
but the thing is, when he runs or jumps like it's any other mission, in those tight sleeves that bracket his chest, he doesn't think about what that looks like. kirishima doesn't think about how he has a body less like a body builder of all pure muscle, but more like a lumberjack, whose strong and muscular but has a good level of fat over it. he doesn't think about how the compression of his sleeves makes that muscle and fat even more prominent in his pecs.
it's why he has no real idea that they jiggle when he runs, and really bounce when he jumps. that's just normal for a guy whose as stacked as he is, right? ]
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Date: 2024-08-26 03:19 am (UTC)God, he's so fucking stupid. He's so god damned stupid. How could he have let graduation happen without putting his face in those at least once. He knew Kirishima had a thing for him, and he hadn't been opposed exactly, but there had been so much going on and Kirishima hadn't gone for it, so he'd just let the guy leave without them ever having talked about...y'know, that. The intense sexual (and romantic???) tension between them. And he's so stupid for that.
OH MY GOD, he's in a fucking fight. Right. Let's not end up needing a trip to the ambulance because he's too busy drooling over Kirishima's perfectly sculpted torso. Holy shit, he hasn't even seen his back yet- stop it.
Bakugou drops down into the alley, again directly on top of one of the fleeing yakuza, and almost takes a fist to the kidney before his insane reflexes save him yet again. He whips a thick combat boot behind him to catch the attacker with the heel, finishing the roundhouse by blasting off the back of the henchman beneath him to keep him down as well. Kirishima is probably tackling goons A and B the other way, but Bakugou can't exactly not show off for him. How long is he in Tokyo for? Does he already have a place to stay? Maybe he'd be interested in uhhh, fucking Bakugou's brains out. Or getting his brains fucked out, they can switch.]
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Date: 2024-08-26 01:20 pm (UTC)but he doesn't, because kirishima's focus is on dropping the two yakuza guys in the next alley down, knocking them out and getting them tied up in record time. there's no way he's doing a slipshod job with bakugou around though, so he keeps moving through the alleyways to make sure he didn't miss anybody.
the sooner they catch everyone, the sooner they can go, and maybe bakugou would be down to get some yakitori and drinks and catch up? kirishima really, really wants to hang out with him, talk about this mission, how he's doing, if he likes kirishima at all--
another guy, smaller, runs past kirishima's field of view with a yelp. he clicks his tongue, and puts his fingers to the earpiece as he runs after him. ] Another one coming up your way, Dynamight!
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Date: 2024-08-26 09:10 pm (UTC)Boot-to-the-chin is getting up though, and clotheslined-runt isn't down for good. At least the guy Bakugou jumped on is down, but that still leaves him outnumbered, not that that's ever been a concern. At a glance it looks like Kirishima already trussed up the two dudes who went south, so that means there were five in the alley; Bakugou had missed one in his initial count. Sloppy.]
Aright, [Bakugou growls to himself under his breath, and shakes out his hands. Boot-to-the-chin first. The guy reaches into his jacket and Bakugou heads that right off by charging low and flinging a blast up into the bastard's face. The yakuza sputters and takes a few wild swipes through the smoke; his arm stings briefly but a glance shows it's not serious. The asshole who nicked him is put down with a front kick to the gut. It pays to wear boots that weigh a billion pounds.
Smaller guy gets up and tries to make for the fire escape; Kirishima is closest by now though and you know what? Bakugou's feeling generous. Maybe also he wants to watch Kirishima work, so he stands with a foot on the not-quite-unconscious yakuza and watches, grinning darkly.]
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Date: 2024-08-29 03:04 am (UTC)You're not going anywhere! [ and promptly tackles the guy, sending him flying to the ground and rolling right back to where he came. he coughs, looking like he's trying to get up despite basically getting hit in the stomach by a mac truck. fine by kirishima - it's easy from there to give him a solid wallop, right to the face, leaving him sprawled unconscious on the ground.
suddenly it's quiet, and as kirishima surveys the area it's obvious the only ones left awake are him and bakugou, the only sound echoing in the alley is that of their own breathing. ]
Nice going, Dynamight. [ kirishima beams at him, giving a thumbs up, ] Looks like we work as well together as ever, huh?
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Date: 2024-08-29 08:50 am (UTC)...I coulda handled these chumps by myself, [Bakugou boasts after a moment, because it's not a 'no' and also it's just the kind of self-assured that Kirishima always delighted in back in school. Manly or whatever, or sometimes he just plain found it funny, because he's a weird motherfucker.
He turns and unhooks some zip ties from his belt to start trussing up the two yakuza at his feet, just in case they snap out of it before the cops get over here to pick them up.] Call it in, I'll go check for stragglers.
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Date: 2024-08-29 08:54 pm (UTC)Yeah, got it. [ kirishima is quick to do so, reporting in with a - ] Warehouse 4-B all clear. Dynamight and Red Riot ready to report back in. [ - and then hangs up before he helps bakugou out with getting these guys tied up so he can go do one last perimeter before they head back.
in the time it takes for bakugou to do that and come back, kirishima manages to take a deep breath and work up a little courage to ask ] Hey, are you doing anything after this?
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Date: 2024-08-30 01:21 am (UTC)The subject of that something is currently sneaking looks at him like he doesn't realize that Bakugou is paying so much attention to his movement, right now.] Paperwork, shower, food. [Unclasps his right gauntlet and massages at his forearm with a twitch of his eyebrow.]
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Date: 2024-08-30 01:34 am (UTC)Oh - Great! [ a chance! he must take it!! ] I was gonna go get some ramen after this, do you wanna come with me?
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Date: 2024-08-30 03:16 am (UTC)Is there like a locker room shower and stuff back at the base? Cause I don't mind, I mean, it's been a while since we hung out! We can use that time to catch up and stuff. Not to mention since we're both here our paperwork will basically be the same, right?
[ nailed it ]
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Date: 2024-08-30 03:31 am (UTC)Maybe...maybe Kirishima was just...offering as a friend? UGH. Why is he so fucking FRIENDLY with everyone, now it's hard to tell. God damn it.] No; I'm going back to my agency to file my shit.
[But- you know what, Bakugou's not a pussy. He's not a coward. If Kirishima's really not interested, he'll get a definite 'hell no' out of him first.] Just text me where you're staying. I'll come get you when I'm done.
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Date: 2024-08-30 01:19 pm (UTC)Wait, no, I mean - yes! That works for me! But - I can come with you if you want? I was just gonna do all my stuff at the station otherwise since the place I'm staying at is kinda small.
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Date: 2024-08-31 07:56 am (UTC)Not that Kirishima isn't more than used to it.]...I'd have to sneak you in, technically. [Because technically anybody who isn't Genius Agency staff and Heroes are not permitted to use the facilities, but you know what? Who gives a shit.] Why, where'd the cops put you up? Some shitty little motel? [Did those mfs cheap out again...]
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Date: 2024-08-31 03:32 pm (UTC)[ kirishima gives bakugou a friendly slap on the back, because that's what he always does! as bros!! (haha, unless?) ]
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Date: 2024-09-01 07:10 am (UTC)C'mon. [The trip back to the police station to regroup is a short one, the debrief with the officers takes less than an hour, and Bakugou waits around for Kirishima to finish up with his individual debrief, his motorcycle beneath his arm.] Let's go. [On his knees, thanking his All Might figurine shrine for having borrowed a bike from the agency for this operation because now he gets to drive back to the agency with Kirishima sitting behind him and holding onto his waist. Yes.]
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Date: 2024-09-01 05:46 pm (UTC)You brought your motorcycle!? Hell yeah! [ kirishima laughs, delighted, getting onto the motorcycle behind bakugou and wrapping his arms snug around his waist. this is as close as they've been in years, and kirishima has no qualms about taking advantage of it. if he's blushing, he can write it off as the wind, and if he holds onto bakugou a little tighter and presses his chest up against bakugou's back, kirishima can say it's just cause of the tight turns or the speed. if bakugou really has a problem with it, he'll say something but - boy, kirishima hopes he doesn't. ]
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