He just wanted to stay in his antisocial bubble with his horrible drinking, but he was dragged here by Deku who convinced him to “relax”. His plans to be alone for the rest of the night seemed like they were going to go wrong. The redhead was coming towards him.

The blonde recognized him, he was a friend of Denki, a Theater student who was his classmate in high school. Damn.

In addition to the terrible loud music, he would now have to deal with it...,“How unlucky for this guy.” he thought as he saw Sero and Denki in the distance laughing, eating chips, making fun of sending their friend to the imminent fate of being rejected by the difficult Bakugou.

“Hi gorgerous.” he smiled and…fuck. Sharp teeth like those of a hungry beast, which didn't match those gentle eyes. “Uh…” suddenly he lost all words. There was so much silence that it became embarrassing. “Hi.” Katsuki spoke so low it sounded like a meow.

“For a future doctor, you don’t care much about your body, do you?” "Sorry, what?" He asks indignantly, not even realizing that this guy already knows his course.

“That’s what you’re drinking.” he pointed with his ring finger. Bakugou can see his bulging veins with the simple movement, it should be easier to apply serum. Yeah, he was normal about it, yup. “Athletic drink.”

Bakugou looked at his own glass, genuinely too curious not to seem interested in that nonsense. “Did you know that they step with dirty feet in grapes to do…that? You should try diet coke, it doesn’t make you fat and it’s much better.”

The blonde rolls his eyes. He didn't need to hear health tips from an aspiring physical education teacher. However, the redhead seems to be having fun, he's still there smiling with charming eyes. Bakugou would refuse him. “Look here you-“

“Wait. Gorgeous, i need to tell you, I think i have a suspected heart attack, since i saw you my heart feels like it's going to stop.” what was supposed to be a laugh sounded like a cry of despair coming from the background. Sero laughed crying.

Bakugou got angry, his cheeks were on fire, that guy was making fun of him with that cheesy pickup lines. “Look here Shitty hair-“ he exclaimed “Eijirou Kirishima” “Nobody talks to me like that!” “I can’t believe it, there should be a line of men who should kneel to you.”

and suddenly it was too much. With his mouth half open, his face pink and trembling, he allowed himself to breathe. The big redhead was very close, a mountain of muscles that looked like they were going to cover him at any moment, that shirt almost tearing those tanned biceps.

“I-I—“ in a sudden movement, he knocks over their drinks, and now they are both wet with diet coke and alcoholic drink of dubious origin. Favorite jacket soaked and white Rolling Stones blouse see through on Kirishima's toned chest.

🥤🍋 “Oh! Hey, calm down!” Sero, who was laughing before, quickly arrived to see the commotion. “Damn dude, could you just say no? No need to wet him with that shit.” “That was very Regina George on your part Katz.” Denki appeared commenting.

“You idiots, it was an accident, it wasn’t on purpose.” Bakugou exclaimed, already taking off his wet jacket, feeling the cold night breeze that made him shiver.

Suddenly he felt very bad, if he, who was still wearing a shirt, was cold, Kirishima, who was practically soaked in that damn thin shirt, must be tremendous.

Embarrassed he raised his eyes to look at him. The redhair seemed to be handling the situation well and not at all bothered, but that still didn't erase the fact that he was dirty. So, obviously, he had to take off his shirt.

“Okay gorgeous, I understand ‘no’.” the people around him now looked at Bakugou as if he were a monster for hurting the feelings of such a beautiful man. The big crimson eyes looked at him with sadness. Bakugou felt his heart tighten.

Bakugou will start sweating. “So-S…” Sorry was what he wanted to say, but that was for losers, and it wasn't his fault that the drinks went down in his conception.

He could only feel more nervous being around that vibrant skin, enviable definition, the thin lines of hair that went from the navel to where the pants didn't cover it.

“Shown off.” Denki grumbled. "Let's go." Sero said. Still smiling, the redhead began to walk around the room without a shirt as if it were routine, although now all the girls looked at him like a piece of steak. Bakugou too.

That…bitch! Holding his wet piece of clothing and crumpled glass Bakugou was grinding his teeth, now people were passing and looking at him with judges looks, later they would say that he spat on the redhead and broke a bottle of vine on that perfect abdomen.

“Blondie!” minutes later Mina emerged from the crowd with two glasses full of…athletic drink. “Let’s go, or I’ll find Deku and kill him.” “Chill! I leave you alone for ten minutes and I start to hear people saying that you kicked someone.”

“Eijirou was practically throwing those boobs in my face! And I didn’t kick anyone, the soda fell out of my hand.” “Kirishima Eijirou flirted and you threw soda at him? Jesus, meat really only ends up on the vegan’s plate.

"Less. He’s not all that.” “You don’t even believe that.” Tsc. “Did you at least get his number?” “Oh sure, as soon as I threw a drink in his face he wanted me to give him his contact details.” "Serious?!" "No!"

“Jeez, you’re horrible.” Mina sighed. “Why don’t you go there now?” “Get his number?” “No, climb Everest. Obviously, get his number!” “I’m not going to humiliate myself to that level.” “It’s just a conversation, and don’t talk like you don’t have a thing for tall idiots.”

“Hey! Hello guys!” Midoriya appeared unexpectedly. He and Mina hugged, Bakugou looked at him with disgust. “What are you talking about?” “About how Bakugou is going to get Kirishima’s number.” Midoriya smiled gently when she heard the news leave Mina's lips.

“Oh! I just saw him in the bathroom upstairs. Shirtless! Nice back, huge.” he said excitedly. “We now.” Mina said pervertedly. The blonde snorted, ignoring his friends.

He wasn't going to talk to Kirishima to flirt, he just wanted to clear up the misunderstanding and offer his shirt to the redhead, he don’t deserved to keep in the cold. “Okay, bye idiots.” There goes Bakugou on his way up the stairs towards the large bathroom upstairs.