I saw a tweet about Tamaki and Bakugo bonding over their boys who are "like the sun" so uh,,, here's a thread

Bakugo and Tamaki were assigned surveillance over the southern entrance of the building. Fatgum and Endeavor's agencies were teaming up for a big drug bust, and the two UA students were there to report in any activity and jump into the action if necessary.

Bakugo was miserable.

He should be at the heart of the action with the pros, not sticking to the sidelines with-

"Yo, Suneater? Anything on your end?"

Kirishima's voice came through their earpieces, sounding as chipper as ever, like this wasn't their most boring mission yet.

Bakugo watched with little interest as his fellow intern responded.

"No, we haven't detected any movement," he replied, his eyes not wavering from the location.

"Aw, well we got all night! Sooner or later there's bound to be some action!" Kirishima replies, unphased.

Bakugo rolled his eyes but the gesture is without spite. In fact to any onlookers it'd almost seem fond.

He spared another glance at this Suneater and did a double take when he saw the almost smile on his lips, his eyes softer than before. Bakugo furrowed his brow.

"We'll keep you posted," the elder student responded before the line went quiet again, and his expression returned to its neutral one.

Amajiki. That was his name, right? He'd heard Kirishima going on about how cool he was after his internship. He was one of the Big 3.

One of UA's best, alongside that girl with the hair loops and... Oh.

"Is there something you want to ask me?"

Bakugo jolted when he realized he had been staring and that Amajiki was now staring back, a single brow raised under his hood.

Bakugo turned away, letting out a "Tch," before staring back out the window.

"Just wondering why your hood's still on indoors," he retorted, a weak excuse but he wasn't one to admit defeat, even if it wasn't a competition.

Amajiki said nothing, but Bakugo could hear the faintest hint of a huff, almost a laugh, from his companion.

"Just what the hell do you think you're laughing at?!" He snapped, turning to face Amajiki, who only let out a chuckle. Bakugo could feel his blood start to simmer.

"Sorry, it's just," Amajiki pulled his hood down, revealing the fond look on his face, "Kirishima mentioned your temper, but still said I was lucky to be paired with you."

Bakugo blanched. Kirishima had talked with this guy about him beforehand? Just how close were they?

And lucky? How the hell was being stuck out here with him "lucky"? And why the hell was his face getting hot?

"Hmph," was all he responded with, turning away with his chin in his hand.

The car returned to silence, but this time it weighed on Bakugo heavier than before.

((pausing for class! Will be continued asap!))

((aight back in business))

Bakugo's eyes darted back to Amajiki. He didn't like socializing but he didn't like feeling ignored either, and that's how he felt right now.

"So. You're buddy-buddy with Kirishima, huh?" He finally breaks the silence.

Amajiki spares him a glance before returning his gaze.

"I suppose so, he's an overwhelmingly positive presence, and a good friend," he replies. "Though you'd know that better than me."

Bakugo darts his gaze to meet his for a moment. So Kirishima talks about him, huh?

"Yeah, sounds about right, the idiot's always pumped up."

Amajiki let out a huff of a laugh. "He is rather gung ho," he replied, that soft look returning to his face. Bakugo's eyes narrowed.

They're silent for a moment before Amajiki spoke once more. "He's like the sun, constantly shining..." He smiled wistfully. "Wish I had that.."

Bakugo's brow furrowed. Like the sun, huh? Did this guy have a crush or something?

"Him and Mirio would certainly get along..." Amajiki went on, his eyes and smile dropping.

Mirio...

He doesn't pretend to not know who that is. The best of UA, considered to be above most pros, and the one who had lost his quirk.

"So, what? You think he's better than you cause he shines brighter or whatever?" Bakugo asked, raising a brow at the third year.

To his surprise, Amajiki's smile returns to his lips.

"If you think that's how it works, you've got a lot to learn, first year."

His voice isn't condescending, in fact it's the opposite, but Bakugo is far from satisfied with his response.

"The hell is that supposed to mean?" He retorts, finally turning to face the other student, who seems unbothered by his raised voice.

"Mirio's brightness doesn't make me weaker by comparison," he replies calmly, his eyes on the night sky.

"...it makes me stronger."

Bakugo pauses, his full attention on Amajiki now. "How?" He asks, his voice losing its hoarseness as he asks a genuine question.

"He inspires me," Amajiki replies, his kind clearly on Mirio. "He drives me to do better as a hero, to shine brighter..."

(the tense in this thread is all over the place and I'm so sorry)

Amajiki looks down at his hands again. "He's always saying I'm the one who inspires him, but I've always seen it the other way around."

Even in the low light of the vehicle, Bakugo can see the faint blush on the third year's cheeks.

( alright that's enough for tonight, will continue in the morning thanks for reading! )

Bakugo stares for a moment longer. Oh. So it's like that, huh?

"You shouldn't waste your time with stuff like that, only you can make yourself strong, that's how you reach the top," he replies, though he's not sure if it's in response to Tamaki or to the thoughts in his own head

He expects Tamaki to rebuke, but instead the man stays quiet before turning to him with a calm but puzzled expression.

"Is it wrong for a hero to have something to fight for?"

Bakugo's lips part, but no words can make their way out before Kirishima's voice rings through their earpieces.

"There's two figures in our line of sight."

Bakugo's eyes widen.

(sorry updates are so few and far between, it's late here so I'll be holding off on further updates til tomorrow if I have time )

It's go time.

/ / / / / /

The suspects were arrested and the quirk boosting drugs were confiscated, with little help needed from Bakugo or Amajiki.

Kirishima on the other hand...

"What the hell were you thinking, son? You could've been crushed back there!"

Bakugo turns to see Fatgum scolding a hunched over Kirishima, whose shoulders are wrapped in a blanket, only leaving his bandaged face visible. His feet start running towards him before he knows it.

"Sorry, sir, guess I just moved without thinking, y'know?" He hears Kirishima respond before his non-swollen eye meets Bakugo's. "Oh, hey! Bakugo, what's up?"

Bakugo isn't sure if he wants to replace that blanket with his arms or blacken his other eye. He settles for neither.

"What the hell happened to you?" He demands, surprised by the urgency in his own voice.

"Your friend here took on a crook with a quirk boosting drug in him," Fatgum explains, looking almost proudly at Kirishima. "Got himself roughed up but thanks to him we won the day."

(ugh sorry updates are so slow!! I'm bouncing back and forth between this and an essay lmao)

Kirishima beams at the praise. "It wasn't that big a deal, I was lucky Bakugo and Amajiki got there when they did."

He finally turns to face Bakugo, that dopey smile on his lips. It's then that Bakugo realizes just how much of him is bandaged.

He wonders if less of him would need to be bandaged if he had gotten there sooner, if he had been faster.

"You okay man?"

Kirishima's voice cuts through his thoughts and he realizes his hands are clenched in fists.

Bakugo forces his hands to relax and instead crosses them, giving Kirishima a look.

"I'm not the one who's practically in a body cast," he retorts, fighting the ache in his chest as his eyes roam over Kirishima's battered form. Should've been faster. Should've been stronger.

(aaaaaaa I'm so sorry y'all but I'm about to pass out, no class tomorrow tho so I can focus on this thread!! See you then )