Bakugou gets really annoyed after moving in with Kirishima after UA.

He finds out that his roommate is a big slob (he’s really not, but Bakugou has high standards) and no matter how many times he tells him to pick up his sweaty, nasty gym socks from the front door, he doesn’t.

Kirishima tries to wash dishes, but he breaks a lot of them letting them slip out of his hands and when it’s his turn to cook, there’s no point because he ends up burning most of it, getting distracted by dancing, singing, or watching videos on his phone.

His hair clogs the drain, he frequently confuses their toothbrushes in his half asleep state and uses Bakugou’s more often than not. His hair dye has turned the shower pink, their deposit was forfeited when he slammed open a door too hard and it made a hole in the wall.

He sings too loud in the shower at 5AM because he’s on the day shift, but Bakugou’s on the night (meaning he just came in two hours ago to sleep).

They don’t like the same TV or movies or snacks. Bakugou’s sensitive to most washer soap but Kirishima still manages to mess up his laundry and breaks him out hives.

Sometimes Bakugou considers moving back with his parents because at least nagging would be the only thing he’d have to put up with.

And then Kirishima almost dies.

He hears about it while suiting up for patrol. He keeps the news on in the living room while getting ready because he can’t watch it while Kirishima’s home. He thinks it’s too grim and depressing to watch all the time. Bakugou likes the monotonous noise.

He’s just about to slip on his mask and accessories when he registers the name ‘Red Riot’ in the background.

Admittedly, he’s jealous at first. They’re fresh graduates - and even with all the infamous fame to come to class 1-A their entire first year, they still have to claw their way up into the public eye like everyone else.

None of them have been a story on the news in a while.

But when he catches the news headline, while pulling his mask down around his neck, he knows why Kirishima’s there.

‘RED RIOT IN CRITICAL CONDITION AFTER VILLAIN TAKEDOWN’

Bakugou stops breathing for the longest second.

Then he clears the bed to yank his phone off the cord where it had been on the nightstand.

His phone has exploded with notifications.

He doesn’t glance at anything that won’t give him the answers he needs immediately. He scrolls until he finds a message he knows will be there.

He shoots off a text to the office and rushes to the hospital.

-

Kirishima makes it by the skin of his teeth.

Not by the deflate of his lungs - one of those were punctured. By broken ribs. That he got taking the full blunt of a hit. Protecting civilians.

Completely unhardened.

The villains had a nullifier on their team.

Deku has tried to tell him the specifics, but he really couldn’t focus.

How could he; standing outside Kirishima’s ICU room, seeing him through a layer of glass and a clear plastic tent, burns so bad across his skin, so vulnerable to other humans, only doctors and nurses in hazmatsuits could go in.

There were so many tubes. So many monitors. So many things just keeping him stablized.

Not even fixing the damage within.

Deku stops talking at some point. Puts his hand on his shoulder and squeezes it.

He has no energy to knock it off.

-

Deku follows him back with as much as both of them can carry of ‘get well soon’ gifts for Kirishima. They can’t be anywhere near him in his condition, so they take it all home.

Deku stays over for a while. Ordering them take out that they barely touch. Telling him about a covert mission he’d recently taken with Gang Orca.

Making all the noise the apartment was missing.

But Deku can’t stay forever. He has Round Face to get back to, even if he keeps insisting he’ll stay over.

“Get out of my sight, shitstain. I’ve spent more time with you in one day then I’ve wanted in a lifetime.”

Deku stops to hug him in the doorway, catching him off-guard.

“He’s going to be fine, Kacchan. Just believe in him.”

The nerd pulls away before Bakugou can answer. Or even register. Pulling the door behind him.

It’s just Bakugou, the droaning TV, and the giant teddy bear one of Kirishima’s fans sent.

No washer going, no loud off-key singing in the kitchen, and definitely no socks for him to slip over standing at the front door.

Everything that’s ever bothered him about living with another person is gone.

Kirishima is gone.

Okay, we just end it here, yeah?