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[He's been knocked through a building and still come out swearing and angry. This isn't going to change him at all! Except maybe make him realize he wouldn't mind doing it again. And that it's going to lead to a slight stiff walk tomorrow as his ass protests that dick being in it. But for now, he's left lying beside Kirishima, eyes lidded as he gazes up at the ceiling and contemplates on wet sheets against his back and legs. And under his hips. The leaking feeling is so fucking weird...

At least Bakugou tolerate the cuddling, one arm wrapped lazily around Kirishima's shoulders and his head tilted to the side to rest against his friend's. Just for a little bit, this is fine.]