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Part 3 of BNHA Fest
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2018-05-29
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Take A Sip and Hit Call

Summary:

“Izu, b-babe, I was think’n ‘bout you and *hic* yer jus’ so man—haha—manly, dude, I love…….that haha are you uhh busy oooor?????? Cause I r’lly wanna put my mouth on yer di—”

or, the one where Kirishima drunk dials his angel of a boyfriend and Midoriya is a saint

Notes:

Hello, I broke my nose in two places in a car accident three days ago so I'm, obvioudly, thriving lmao pls accept this fic for the prompt "KiriDeku – drunk dialing; 'hey m'doriya… i jus i just can’ stop thinkin ‘bout how much i wanno put my mouth on ya di–'"

Chapter 1

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It’s 2am when his phone starts going off and it’s only by sheer force of will that he reaches out to grab his phone. He swipes across the screen to answer but before he can even finish saying “hello?” the person on the other line starts talking.

“Izukuuuuuuu,” it’s Kirshima, a very drunk and slurring Kirishima, “what are uhhh what are you…………..doing right now?” Midoriya would feel a little annoyed at the fact that he was woken up so early if he wasn’t so struck by the fact that his idiot boyfriend got shitfaced and his first thought was to call him . He’s in love, too in love to really be exasperated by the redhead. “Izu, b-babe, I was think’n ‘bout you and *hic* yer jus’ so man—haha—manly, dude, I love…….that haha are you uhh busy oooor?????? Cause I r’lly wanna put my mouth on yer di—” Midoriya hears a fumbling sound and a protest from Kirishima before someone else is on the line.

“Deku, come get your piece-of-shit boyfriend before I rip his fuckin teeth out of his stupid fuckin mouth. If I have to listen to him talk about your dick one more time I’m going to commit homicide.” Izuku, already haven gotten dressed while Kirishima was waxing poetry about him, just shook his head and sighed into the receiver.

“Already on it, Kacchan, are you guys at the usual spot?” As he gets into his car, he hears Katsuki yelling at someone something that sounds like “don’t swing on that, asshole!” before the older boy yells a “yes” to his question and hangs up the phone.

Izuku sighs as he starts the car and heads off.

When he gets to the bar, it’s easy to spot what everyone dubs “The Bakusquad”. Kaminari, Mina, and Sero are all egging on Kirishima who’s chugging a glass of something despite Bakugou’s attempts to stop him. When the redhead finishes, he clumsily plants the cup on the table before attempting to tackle Katsuki, the two falling to the ground, Katsuki trying to pin Kirishima, Kirishima trying to…...hug Katsuki? Izuku thinks this is a good time to intervene.

“Eijirou!” he calls as he walks closer to the group. The reaction is almost instantaneous: the redhead dislodges himself from Bakugou and launches himself at Midoriya. He thanks god quickly that he’s bulked up since middle school because Kirishima slams into him and it takes all his strength to keep them from slamming against the floor. Over his boyfriend’s shoulder, he sees Kaminari and Sero holding back a fuming Katsuki while Mina laughed so hard she fell out of her chair and onto the floor. Midoriya called out a quick goodbye before dragging his sagging boyfriend out the door with him.

The whole way to the car, Kirishima babbled on and on, pressing as close to Midoriya as he could, pressing kisses to his face and clinging to him. Buckling him into the passenger seat was a test of Midoriya’s will as Kirishima kept trying to kiss him every time he tried to buckle his seatbelt and kept squirming in the seat, refusing to stop moving until Midoriya kissed him. If he didn’t love him so much, Midoriya would probably be more pissed than he was.

The car ride back to Izuku’s apartment was, expectedly, filled with Kirishima’s slurred speech, the boy’s lax body swaying with every turn Midoriya made. At one of the few red lights they hit on the way, Izuku looked over at his boyfriend who had finally passed out cold, the hum of the car lulling him to sleep. The redhead’s face was relaxed and Izuku couldn’t help but run a finger across the skin of his cheek softly before the light turned green and they were off again.

Eijirou slept through the rest of the ride and through Izuku carrying him into the apartment, undressing him and putting him to bed. He followed, climbing into bed and pressing up against his boyfriend, wrapping him up in his arms. He laid there in silence for a bit before Kirishima wiggled in his hold, rolling onto his other side to face the green-haired boy. He snuggled in close, pressing his head under Midoriya’s chin and pushing his hair into Midoriya’s face.

“I love yooou” he slurred out before falling back to sleep. Midoriya huffed into his hair, kissing the red locks in front of his mouth before going to sleep.

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