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Kirishima sighed, popping his back from his bent over position on the table. Who knew that being a pro hero would take so much paperwork.
Kirishima got up, albeit with a little struggle, sitting that long does not do good things for your body, especially when you pair it with adhd... it was a miracle he managed to get so much done.
He walked across the room, successfully managing to only stub his toes three times in the dim light. There was a staticky old song playing on the radio, his moms would probably tell him it was a classic, and try to make him dance to it... good times.
His mouth felt like it was stuffed full of cotton, and tasted like something died in it, so he fumbled around his kitchen for a glass and filled it up with water.
Damn that 2am water hits different.
He navigated his way to the bathroom, and turned the lights on. The bathroom light flickered to life in that way that only bathroom lights do, you know how. They sputter sadly a few times before settling into a yellowish, but oddly headache inducing hue. (Or maybe this is a growing up poor thing idk)
Kirishima did his nightly routine, of course, opening up a new pack of toothbrushes since for some reason they destroyed every one they had in a matter of minutes. It's the reason why the lightbulb was so yellow, they bought so many damn toothbrushes so they couldn’t afford a decent fucking lightbulb. (This is stupid logic of course, all bathroom lightbulbs are shit, unless your unreasonably rich)
When he finished, he flicked the light back off, and walked around the house, making sure all the doors were locked, before heading to their room.
Sighing, he slid into the bed next to his husband, and snuggled in close.
His wonderful, totally not rude in the slightest husband glared at him under the sheets with bright red eyes. "Mm finally gave up on the paperwork shitty hair?" Bakugou said in a raspy, sleepy voice. The nickname, originally an insult, had became an affectionate pet name, one Kiri, despite him being originally annoyed by it, grew to love it. "Make sure not to put your cold ass feet on me." He said grumpily, while literally intertwining his legs with those said cold ass feet.
"Sorta hard to do when your right next to me huh? All cuddly and whatnot." Kirishima said, with a smirk on his face. "Continue like this and people will think you liiikkkkkkeeeee me!"
"Dumbass I'm your fucking husband." Bakugou said, with the most Bakugou look of 'bruh what the fuck'
"I know. I'm so lucky." Kirishima declared with a giggle and a peck to Bakugous nose, who quickly scrunched said nose before he cuddled into Kirishimas chest.
"I'm the lucky one" Bakugou whispered, his already soft voice muffled by Kirishimas chest; and the smile, while not visible, was there in his voice.