bakugou's first... and pretty much only friend at UA was kirishima. so when he develops a crush on said friend, he's not exactly sure who to turn to for help. he can't exactly tell *kiri* about his crush so... he turns to the next best thing.

"why are you in my room."

bakugou just huffs and pokes around at the various knickknacks that kaminari has piled up in his room under the pretense that it "makes me seem trendy, right?"

"no seriously, dude. you're being weird, stop standing around my room silently or actually talk or something."

groaning, bakugou ends up flopping down on kaminari's bed and mumbling something into the pillow

"what? i can't understand you, also please don't get your explody grease on my clothes, i dont want them to blow up in the laundry."

bakugou flips kaminari the finger before sitting back up again.

"how do you... deal with having a crush on somebody."

it really should be a question, but that's not at all how bakugou seems to want to phrase it.

"i dunno, just like talk to them or ask them out or-" kaminari stops abruptly, staring back at bakugou with wide eyes. "you dont... have a crush on me, do you?"

bakugou merely lets sparks pop off in his palms and that's enough to have kaminari sheepishly backing off.

"right, right, of course. it's not jirou, though, is it? nah, just kidding, sorry! didn't think it was."

"stop trying to guess and just answer the damn question."

at that, kaminari pauses and leans back in his chair with a smile. "you know what? i don't think so. seems unfair that i have to dole out dating advice when you've done nothing for me."

"you always boost your scores by tagging along behind me and kirishima whenever we have practical exams," bakugou snarls. "should be enough."

"wait," kaminari says, sitting upright and blinking at bakugou. "is it kirishima?"

there's no answer as bakugou flops back down and screams into a pillow.

oh. so he was right.

"hey, buddy, maybe don't bite through my limited edition goose-feather cheetah print duvet?" when there's no response except more muffled screaming, kaminari scoots forward and pats bakugou's back. "there, there. i'll help, okay? promise, so please stop doing that."

bakugou finally sits back up and stares back at kaminari. "how do i even trust you."

when kaminari just stares back with his eyebrows raised, bakugou sighs again.

"fuck. okay, got any ideas?"

"um... so you could talk to him-"

"already do that."

"-about whether or not he's interested in anybody- hey come on man. at least let me finish talking."

bakugou shrugs and crawls further up kaminari's bed, hugging the pillow close to his chest.

"i don't know. we only ever talk about school or hero stuff. it'd be weird to ask about that."

"ah, i guess you're right," kaminari sighs, leaning back against his chair.

"honestly, i don't think he's showed much interested in any of the other students here, so i think you're in the clear for competition... we just need to get him to think of you romantically," kaminari mumbles, scratching at his chin.

he turns to reach for his phone, saying, "i bet ashido would know what to do."

bakugou is up on his feet in a second, snatching it back out of kaminari's hands. "no fucking way, loser. you're not telling another soul."

even as kaminari protests, he backs down with a pout, knowing bakugou would never give in. "i don't know why you're asking *me* of all people but fine, whatever. don't you have any ideas? it's your love life."

bakugou blinks down at kaminari's cheetah print duvet as if it will somehow provide him with the answer he's been looking for before suddenly perking up.

"i could ask him to spar, and then beat him up real good, and then ask to spar again and see if he says yes."

"what the fuck?"

"and if he says yes, that means he likes me because who would want to keep sparring with somebody that beat his ass? and even if he says no, he'll start to be attracted to me because of how manly i am for beating him."

kaminari buries his face in his hands. "okay, maybe not. let's try google."

hopping up on his bed, they sit together and pour over the articles out there. unfortunately, they all seem to be directed to middle school girls and dont with references from 90s rom coms.

"god, look at this one," kaminari laughs, leaning over to show bakugou. "make him jealous? this isn't a movie, these are all so stupid."

bakugou laughs as he reads the description, and kaminari watches in surprise as he realizes this is probably the first time he's heard it.

just at that moment, the door flies open. "hey, kaminari, have you seen baku... gou..."

kirishima stands in the doorway, looking at the two of them nestled side by side, shoulder to shoulder in kaminari's bed as bakugou wipes tears of laughter from his eyes.

"oh, hey shitty hair," bakugou says, sitting upright. kaminari watches as a red flush creeps up his neck, giggling to himself. "you lookin for me?"

"oh! um, no, i'm good. nevermind, sorry to bother you two," kirishima says, slamming the door shut.

"what the hell was up with him?" bakugou asks turning to stare at kaminari.

kaminari just raises one eyebrow and points down at the phone screen. "i think this might work after all."

bakugou's eyes follow his finger down, spluttering as he reads:

"make him jealous"

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um to be continued i wanted to write bakugou and denki kissing but then i got distracted and my fingers are tired so i'll finish this tomorrow or sth
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