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[blastedass]

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[yellowcopycat]

"Not really thinking about it, more like an observation. Your dude friends are hot." Kise wriggles out of his underwear, and cold shrinkage hasn't appeared to affect him much. He stares down at the wet suit for a moment, sighs and grabs the suit bag out of his locker, shoves them into the bottom. Akashi had it set up so people would come and take their clothing, suits and uniforms for the event specifically, home for them the day after so they didn't need to haul bunches of bags around. He can send it to get dry cleaned when it's returned. All he has to take is his duffle bag.

Once that's done he heads to the shower to take something fast. An audible sigh escapes him as soon as the hot water hits his chilled skin.

[blastedass]

"You don't "observe" you wanna have an orgy with a bunch of guys!" Not without having sex on the damn brain! Bakugo instantly swipes Kise's wet clothes out from the locker when he shoves them in. Dammit, you want the locker to get mildew and shit in there?! He counters by laying them out on a bench to dry somewhat while they shower. Mattaku...

Unfortunately Bakugo's not about to let someone he doesn't know take his costume and gear. He'll be bringing his shit with him and throw it in Kise's laundry, or wherever they're gonna be going. Setting down the grenade-shaped braces, he starts working on his boots and belt.

"Are we going to a hotel or your place?" Technically a hotel room would be Kise's "place" while he's in the area, but... whatever.

[yellowcopycat]

"It was a fleeting thought~"

Well, if Bakugou wanted to carry them, then he was welcome to it. Kise trusted Akashi implicitly.

"Hotel," Kise called over the sound over the shower. "Arranged by the Sports Committee, or Akashicchi. Either or." Akashi had recently taken to spoiling them had had them all checked into suites, probably to piss away his father's money. Kise didn't mind, he was just excited to hang out with his friends.

He quickly rinses off, too much locker room soap is bad for the skin, and while he does take care of skin, he's not a fanatic about like some other models, so he doesn't need to use hydrating soap every time he takes a shower. Helped he was blessed with good skin and very rarely had a breakout. As soon as he's done with the shower, he starts toweling off and makes his way to the blow dryer the locker room had by the sinks. Once he's reasonably dry, he pads back out to the lockers, towel wrapped around his hips. "Done~"

[blastedass]

"Uh-huh." Bakugo doesn't know Akashi from his picture on the paper. He's not about to trust him, or whichever service he calls, with his hero costume. But at least he's stripping out of it and getting ready to put it away. Bring it to Kise's place for cleaning, or storage until the morrow. A hotel's likely not gonna have a laundromat for hero costumes. Guess it's gonna sit in his costume case and grow rank for the next day. Gross. Good thing he's got access to deep clean.

Kise only has to step out of the shower and Bakugo's taking his place, turning the water on in the wet stall. This way he doesn't have to wait for it to warm up. Likewise unconcerned with hotel/locker room soap, he gets to work cleaning his body off. His mother's Quirk gave her flawless skin thanks to the moisturizing effect, and while Bakugo didn't get that element of her Quirk, he got the amazing genes for good skin regardless.

Some guys get all the luck.

"Tch, should've just gone to the hotel." Then they could've showered together.

[yellowcopycat]

Akashi is the very picture of trustworthiness, though!

"Maybe, but I want fast food," Kise said. He's dressed in jeans and a long-sleeve tee. Totally normal clothes, but the fact it's Kise Ryouta wearing them means they've become sexy and cool.

"Maji Burger?" he asked. "My treat for being my big, strong hero today."

[blastedass]

Kise told him tonight his ex-teammate tried to stab someone with scissors like it was nothing. The picture of trustworthiness. Not.

Bakugo scuffs his hand through his hair to work out smoke and sweat. Then drops his head forward as water sluices down his chest and hips. "Didn't you eat at the event?" Or was he too caught up talking to shove anything in his mouth? Speaking of, they never got to talk to that agent person who Kise wanted to monopolize...

"Take out or dine in?"

[yellowcopycat]

Hey! That was the other Akashi. Which Bakugou didn't know about because Kise wasn't going to tell him Akashi's business. Besides, what's a little stabbing between friends?

"I had some meatballs, but that was it." He pulled his coat on, taking his phone out to kill some time while Bakugou finished getting ready.

(That guy just liked to smooze, wasn't important)

"Take out," he said. "I can go ahead and put an order in on their app."

[blastedass]

He's not very merciful to "others" when it comes to people. No one's born with a split personality in his opinion. And they don't suddenly develop out of nothing, meaning some kind of onus falls on someone down the line. It could've been prevented, one way or another. No one has an "excuse" to harm someone else. Simple as that.

Bakugo turns the water off and steps from the shower, swiping his towel off the rack and sweeping it around his body. He quickly but efficiently dries off, catching under his neck, arms, and between his legs after scuffing his hair.

"All right." Both to take out and to Kise having something before. Bakugo snacked a bit, but hadn't intended to have dinner while he was on duty. A restriction now lifted as he gets dressed.

"Ready?"

[yellowcopycat]

No, but they don't form out of no where. Kise's not an expert on anything except looking good and maybe English, but he knows enough that something awful happened to Akashi, and that Teikou's basketball philosophy was the breaking point. But that's hindsight speaking. He didn't really notice at the time, or pay it much thought until the old Akashi came back and made it clear that it was more than just a shift in personality.

Kise watches Bakugou dry off, a little smile on his face as the other boy is gorgeous.

"Whenever you are." He lifted his phone up. "What do you want? Aominecchi and Kagamichi get ungodly amounts of burgers, I'm only going to have two, and some fries. And maybe a milkshake. They have a limited edition birthday cake flavor that seems cool. Kurokocchi only gets the vanilla."

[blastedass]

He finishes off with his hair and tosses the towel over his shoulder. It lands on the nearby locker corner, dangling for the time being until he needs it. Back to his locker and the change of clothes inside. He didn't show up here without a spare set in case something happened.

Soon enough, he's dressed in a black tanktop and dark jeans with a light jacket hanging open on his chest and collar.

"Spicy cheeseburger. One with a side of hot fries." Man, it's been a while since he had a milkshake... "Mint milkshake." Hey, if he's gonna binge, enjoy it.

[yellowcopycat]

Kise doesn't binge often, but he's feeling hedonistic today because of how shitty the gala went. He types in the order and decides, fuck it, get a milkshake.

"Ordered. Should be ready by the time we get there, and then we can go to the hotel and, well, up to you." He winks. "Since you're the non-pervert."

He doesn't think he's that perverted. Just a healthy teenager with maybe more libido than normal.

[blastedass]

He better get a milkshake if he's gonna talk Bakugo into getting one! He finishes dressing, tightens his laces, and shrugs his jacket into a comfortable position on his shoulders. Then grabs the case with his costume.

"Shut up." He IS the non-pervert. Even if he has the same idea as Kise when they get to the hotel. Bakugo heads out of the locker room first, still "on duty" when it comes to protecting Kise.

"You should meet up with Duracell. You'll probably like him." Blonde dumbasses who look like models.

[yellowcopycat]

No worries! He got the birthday cake one. He's going to enjoy his quick metabolism while he still has it.

Kise stuck out his tongue and walked over to the door, it opened before he could reach it, Aomine, Kuroko, and Kagami walking in along with their hero bodyguards. He gave Kuroko a hug, bumped fists with Kagami and Aomine, and nodded at the heroes as he stepped aside to let them in, and then walked out, waiting for Bakugou to join him, then let the door close behind him, but not before taking a quick glance at Aomine as the blue haired boy took off his shirt, enjoying the way his muscles moved under his dark skin.

"That's Chargebolt, right?" he asked. "He's pretty." Not as pretty as he was, but few people were.

[blastedass]

Bakugo intends to have his health and metabolism until the day he dies! If Gran Torino can still operate as an active hero even when he's fucking 70, Bakugo won't be losing to him in old age ass kicking!

He paused when the door opened and suddenly three more athletes came pouring in, along with their guards. The girls had traded off since they weren't going to be following their charges into the men's locker room. Once the doorway was clear, he exited into the hall, giving a simple glance towards his classmates as they passed him. Guess they were all gonna be shadowing their charges for the night on the off chance there was more to this than a simple gala bust.

"Looking with your dick again?" Don't think he missed Kise glancing at his teammate back there! Bakugo nods at Kise's memory and clarification. "Che, looks without brains."

[yellowcopycat]

"Hmmm? Oh, no. Not really." It was more like looking with his heart. He was in love with Aomine, more or less. He was pretty sure he was also in love with Kuroko, and maybe Kasamatsu-senpai. He had lots of love to give.

"Aominecchi is just, really good to look at."

Okay maybe a bit with his dick.

"Really? Huh." Kise feels sympathy for Chargebolt, because the same has been said about him. Ah well, no one's perfect. Look at Bakugou; looks, brains, but his temper... well, if Bakugou's temper wasn't part of his appeal to Kise, then he wouldn't have anything to do with him. "Some people are just born lucky."

[blastedass]

"Uh-huh." He doesn't sound like he believes the guy at all. Bakugo would give him shit for talking about being in love with three different people. But they have different definitions of being in love... and he wasn't anywhere near thinking about that kind of sappy crap!

"You've said that before." A lot.

"The guy's still dead last in class grades." And didn't really see a "problem" with that unless Aizawa was threatening him with flunking. He can use all the electricity through my brain excuses that he wants, grades are grades and the result is final. He's heading towards his third year, dammit! If he flunks out at the end, Bakugo's gonna kill him!

"Luck doesn't mean shit if you can't or don't capitalize on it."

[yellowcopycat]

"Ah, me too. I try! But math's really hard!"

School's hard! English is easy, so is literature. But History gets hard when it comes to dates, and then math and the sciences are downright impossible because advance math equations are just so difficult to understand.

He manages to pass by the skin of his teeth. Thank goodness 40% is passing in Japan.

"Hmm, I suppose that's true." Kise stretched, losing interest in the conversation about grades. "Anyway, since we didn't get to really catch up before. How've you been?"

[blastedass]

"It's not that hard! Memorize shit!"

Great, Kise and Kaminari can talk about how to flunk together. Bakugo makes a mental note to put the two in touch. He isn't gonna say the other hero's a model on Kise's level, but certain magazines and companies have definitely been reaching out. It's more the trouble of electricity Quirks being in so high demand, Kaminari's got... a lot more offers from other places. Places Bakugo's adverse to because they more or less want to use his classmate as a fucking battery.

"Fine. Dealing with missions and classes." 2nd year isn't slowing down any despite the lessening villainy. Lots of repair and recovery efforts. Bakugo's still dealing with his injuries as well, but... his problem.

[yellowcopycat]

"It is hard," Kise said. "Formulas, dates, anything with numbers is just hard for me. They slip away like sand."

Bakugou might want to rethink that, because the two blonds would get along like a house on fire. That house being Bakugou's sanity and possibly his stamina. And sperm count.

Kise makes a face at the classes. "Everything seems tame compared to before the war," he said. "Normal feels weird still. I wonder if it'll ever feel normal again." The basketball was good to get back to, the modeling meant he had a stable-ish income again. But after those months of fear and uncertainty? It's hard to breathe and not feel like things could come crashing down again.

[blastedass]

"You keep up with numbers in basketball."

From the amount of players to the angle of shots to the score needed to the arch of ball tosses. Likely things Kise simply has filed into his muscle memory and does the mathematical parts out of pure instinct and skill than thinking about them like he'd have to a math exam.

Buddy, if you think he's gonna be hanging around after dropping Kaminari in Kise's lap, you're crazy. Dump - later - leave. Let them wear each other out.

"Probably not." Bakugo's voice carries a heaviness in it hard to ignore. Even Midoriya had to admit there was no way to regain the "normal" they had before the war. People themselves had to change. From simply standing by and watching heroes perform on stage to being active participants in saving and protecting their country, heroes included.

Kise's basketball game with his teammates tonight was one such example.

But too much had been revealed, pulled out, broken up, and shown off. Unfortunately, the ugliness was in the light and needed to be addressed, as well as the consequences and responsibilities of its existence. A long struggle to move forward and chase after the better "normal" they all wanted.

[yellowcopycat]

"Addition's easy, it's when you get to algebra and geometry when it's hard. I can't remember what's sine of cosine and tangent." He can add, he can subtract, he can multiply and divide. If put into a word problem, he can usually figure those out too, algebra breaks his brain.

Yeah, that's not going to work. They'll play with each other then track the explosive blond down for revenge later.

"Well, at least we have burgers still," Kise said as they turned a corner and Maji burger came into view. Just about a hundred meters from them. About a thirty second walk. Man he wanted that unhealthy food so badly. It'd make him feel so much better. He'd have to work it off later, but he was young and had a good metabolism, and didn't eat like a horse, so it'd be easy to work off. Just a few extra laps, a couple extra squats.

[blastedass]

"It's memorization." Bakugo took to math as well as he did most subjects. But he can understand where Kise is getting tripped up when it comes to algebra. Most people use their calculators rather than try to write sine and cosine out by hand. Still, having that understanding of long form is needed so you can get the theory... "You're almost out of school and then it won't matter."

Good luck catching him while he's in the air, Dumb Blondes.

"Heh, simple pleasures, huh." Bakugo pushes the topic behind him and shoves his hands into his pockets. Yeah, he's not afraid of some good old tasty junk food. Being dutiful to work it off and keep his shape comes easy to him, routine and expected. He pulls the hood of his hoodie up since he doesn't wanna deal with people recognizing him right now. Undoubtedly the attack on the Miracles' gala is already all over the stupid news.

[yellowcopycat]

"You make it sound so easy," Kise said with a sigh. "It's not, I've tried." Unlike Aomine, who was just lazy, Kise actually tried to do his homework.

"Simple pleasures are what makes life worth living," he said. He pulled out his phone to get ready to pick up their order. He opened the door, holding it open for Bakugou, if he wanted in, and then went to the counter, showed the receipt for his order, and was given the bag with the burgers and fries, and a drink's tray with their shakes.

He thanked the cashier, and left. "Now to the hotel," he said cheerfully.

[blastedass]

"You make basketball look easy. What's the difference?" Bakugo glances at the athlete. Practice. Even if someone has natural skill and someone doesn't, that has no bearing on whether a person can succeed or not. Kise might need a different way of studying math to make it stick. He'll leave that up to the blonde and his teachers to figure out.

"Sometimes." Bakugo's not so proud he won't enjoy a simple pleasure. But there's more than them that make life worth living. He headed into the restaurant, notching a foot back to hold the door for Kise. While the other boy headed for the counter, he hung back and watched. Two famous people getting spotted together would be tabloid worthy.

Back out the door, leaving the cashiers to start whispering about whether that was Kise just now or not. "Check the order before we get far away."

[yellowcopycat]

"Well, neither are easy," Kise said. Basketball had now reached a level where it was no longer easy. And if it were easy, he might end up depressed like Aominecchi did.

Maybe it was a good thing he was the weakest of the miracles.

"Yes, yes," Kise said, opening the bag. Curly fires, his normal cheeseburger, and the super spicy burger for Bakugou. "It's ours," he chirped. "And we got plenty of napkins, and spoons in case our shakes are too thick."

The gossiping rolled off him. He was used to the looks, the whispers, the excitement, but still, it was time to beat feet.