Never trust a grape... [Trans!Bakugou x Kirishima] [BDE]
Posted: Tue Mar 23, 2021 9:54 am
Honestly, Bakugou was surprised with how well his new school took to his... Situation. In middle school, he'd managed to convince the school to allow him to wear the boy's uniform with his parents helping him, but it wasn't an easy win and the other students were unkind at the best of times... This wasn't something new for him and he defended himself as harshly as he could get away with. In time, no one questioned it and no one dared even touch the subject.
U.A. was so different... When informed of his condition, the Principal had reacted like accommodating him was only natural. Nezu informed his homeroom teacher which in turn pulled the boys aside to explain things to them, making it clear that they were to behave and treat him like they would each other. There had been a little awkwardness and looks he didn't enjoy, but they had all agreed. Sure enough, he was accepted by them not too long into the first semester as 'one of the guys'. It took time for him to actually join them in the locker rooms and showers, however. Instead, he changed in the nearest boy's bathroom. As the rest were all in the locker room, he had nothing to worry about in there. At least that had been the plan... The inevitable happened one day as he was changing, Kirishima accidentally walking in on him. It had nearly launched him into an anxiety attack, but Kirishima was nothing if not supportive of his friends. A talk later and not only had Bakugou calmed, but he'd gotten a confidence boost he never thought he'd needed till it had happened. It was then that he'd finally joined them in the lockerrooms and showers though this took a little adjusting for the others to get used to seeing... Well... All of him. Still, the adjustment did come.
For the most part, no one thought twice about his gender or even his body if they got to see it. Even with the more perverted of the boys they didn't stare anymore. Eventually it was just Bakugou. No more out of place than any of the other boys. Not even Kaminari's eyes wandered anymore. All but fucking Mineta... That scumbag was relentless... Always trying to sneak a peek... The others had taken to protecting him from the short teen, something that both annoyed him and made him feel nice and warm and safe. A confusing mix, but in the end he was thankful for their concern and loyalty.
The night finally came when how much of a mistake allowing Mineta to do as he pleased actually was. As usual, Bakugou was the first of his class to go to sleep, in bed by 8:30pm and having drifted off a little after 8:45pm. He remained safe till about 1am. Everyone else, even the night owls, had long since gotten to bed to leave the halls silent and empty. Bakugou of course has long since fallen into a deep sleep.
It was then that Mineta slipped quietly out of his room. He was dressed in his PJs in case someone ran into him out after curfew, making his was to the room of one Bakugou, Katsuki. The lock didn't take long for someone like him to pick and then he was inside and clicking the door quietly shut.
Bakugou's clothes were rather constricting as he wore a binder every day so he wanted to be comfortable when he slept at the very least. As such, he wore very little to bed. Just a loose tank top and a pair of boxers. It seems he'd grown hot in the night and kicked off the sheets as well, unknowingly making things easier for the invader in his room. All the small teen had to do was pull down the front of his boxers to gaze upon the other's most intimate place. With a little careful effort, it wasn't hard to slide those boxers down to the other's ankles. If that weren't bad enough, it seemed the grape boy wasn't satisfied with just looking... Ever so slowly, Bakugou's mind was dragged up from deep sleep and by the time his eyes groggily fluttered open, Mineta was too engrossed in watching his fingers side in and out of Bakugou's now slick slit to even notice the other wake.
The reaction that followed was nigh instantaneous. The explosion was loud enough to wake the whole of the dorm, the vibration causing an almost building wide shutter. The boy that fled the smoking room was fairly badly hurt, but when one feared for their life, pain didn't slow you down much. More out of place was the lack of yelling. The lack of a rage induced chase. Nothing of the sort came. Once the first of his friends rushed to check on him, they would find Bakugou still in bed, eyes wide with shock. His legs were drawn up to his chest, arms wrapped around then and boxers still around one of his ankles. It didn't take a genius to at least have an idea of what must have happened. What's more, his room was virtually destroyed... His bed was charred and smoking, as was most of his furniture. Even the walls, floor and ceiling were scorched. The only things that were safe was what was behind him and considering he was in bed, that was a very small section of his room. Bakugou didn't seem to even notice the destruction around him, or even the new person now in his room.
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When Kirishima first came to UA, what he didn’t expect was to be pulled aside and informed that someone was trans. Bakugou Katsuki. He was so manly, Kirishima guessed that Bakugou was trying to make himself more manly so no one would notice. And if Kirishima has never been told, he wouldn’t have noticed. It was odd at first, he’d never met a trans person before, or at least he didn’t know it. But soon he came to realize that Bakugou was just like the rest of them, minus a dick. But it didn’t make him any less of a man. Even when he accidentally walked in on Bakugou changing and seeing the binder, he didn’t think anything different of him. But Bakugou freaked out, and Kirishima felt terrible. So he supported him no matter what and encouraged him. Reassuring him that he still saw Bakugou as the manliest guy he knew. And then Bakugou got more comfortable, he started joining them in the locker rooms and Kirishima always made sure to stay by his side just incase he needed reassurance. Their lockers were next to each others so it was easy for him to keep an eye on Bakugou and make sure he was comfortable.
Of course it was a little weird for him to suddenly see Katsuki naked and walking out of the showers with a towel around his waist, his chest exposed before he got his binder on. And like anyone else he would glance at his chest quickly before looking back at his face. But the quick glances only happened a handful of times before he got more used to it. But he always noticed Mineta trying to get at him, and each time he did, Kirishima would harden his hand and arm and threaten him. And made it his personal mission to stick by Bakugous side just incase Mineta came near him. At one point Sero taped him to the wall cause they all got so fed up with it.
Kirishima stretched as he passed Bakugous room, right next to his. He glanced at his phone, 9:00. Bakugou would be asleep by now. He smiled a little and walked into his room. He was glad Bakugous room was next to his, they could become better friends this way. He hoped for that. Kirishima wanted to get to know him so much better. Around 10 he finally finished nightly exercises he always did, and went to bed. And soon fell into a deep sleep. He snored lightly as he slept.
And suddenly, around 1:10 AM, he jolted up from his bed and heard an explosion. Kirishimas head whipped to the side and looked at the shared wall of his and Bakugous rooms. “Bakugou...” He muttered, still a little groggy and running out of his room, fumbling with the lock a little and swinging open his door. He turned and saw Shouji, who also ran out of his room to see what happened. And then they both saw Mineta run out of Bakugous room. Kirishimas skin prickled with his quirk, his skin turning hard in certain bits. He glanced at Shouji who nodded and ran after Mineta, while Kirishima ran into Bakugous room. “Bakugou! Bakugou are you okay?!” He glanced around before he saw him, noticing his boxers around his ankle and he clasped a hand over his mouth and gasped. Then looking down the hall towards where Shouji was running after Mineta, probably joined by some of the other guys now. He wanted to kill that guy now, but Bakugou needed someone. He ran over and kept his distance a little, fearing Bakugou would try to blow him up for touching him. “B-Bakugou...pull up your boxers, and please get up. Your room is destroyed. Cmon you can sleep in my bed. You’ll be safe there, I won’t let anyone in...Shouji is chasing him down with probably everyone else.” He said, his voice quiet. He moved to stand at the side of his bed, not looking at him in worry of Bakugou not wanting anyone to look at him right now.
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When he'd first arrived here, he had been a little hesitant to use the shared lockers and showers with the other boys. After being accidentally walked in on while changing in the bathroom and a subsequent talk, he'd walked away with the confidence to finally change with the others while Kirishima walked away with a better understanding of what it was to be transgender and the insecurities that naturally came with it. He'd been afraid that he would be thought of as weaker it less manly for his insecurities, but Kirishima said just what he needed to hear. It was that moment that has Bakugou not just accepting that the other boy was his friend, but his best friend at that. After that, it was easier to accept other friends into his life as well and from there came enough comfort to use the showers with them.
These were huge steps for him and his self-confidence when it came to his body. He'd honestly thought that he'd finally reached a point where he felt... Normal. Just like any of the other boys despite what he had between his legs and his weird little breasts. Amazing how a single moment can ruin months, hell, years of work.
The boy Kirishima found curled up on the charred bed looked so little like the normally unfailingly confident young man he was familiar with. Eijirou was one of the few people who had seen him on the verge of a breakdown and even fewer had ever seen him have a panic attack. Now Kirishima could count himself among those very few people...
At first, Bakugou didn't react, eyes unfocused and wide, tears threatening to fall. When he finally registered the closeness of someone else, he snapped out of it, a hand shooting out to hover just in front of the other teen's chest. His palm glowed as the chemical reaction that triggered his quirk started only for the glow to suddenly die as recognition flittered across the blonde's eyes. It was astounding just how much control he had over his quirk.
All the same, he drew back his now trembling hand blinking dumbly at his best friend then at the blackened inside of his room's door. He could hear some of the other students already at his door. Iida. He could hear Iida trying to control the chaos outside. He could hear shouting. Sero had rushed down from upstairs and Kaminari up from below. His closest friends next to Kirishima himself. Mina would join in soon he was sure, but it would take longer for the girls to get there as their dorms didn't connect. He'd have to thank Iida later, particularly as he had enough sense to realize that if Kirishima's room was empty, it meant that the teen was probably inside. His attention was drawn back then as he realized he was being asked questions.
"No... Uh, well, yeah I guess technically... I... No...? Fuck...! He... He was... He had his... I-I...Fuck..." The way he looked down at his own fingers was a small hint at what may have gone down, but if Kirishima was smart enough to put the clues together was a different matter. Regardless, the teen finally broke under the stress. He whispered for just a moment before suddenly moving, slamming up against his friend's abdomen. There he hugged himself, nuzzling into the safe feeling his friend's muscle brought and finally started to quietly sob. He didn't hold onto Eijirou which wasn't entirely a bad thing. It meant his pride, though clearly having taken a huge blow, was still present. He'd be alright in time... Unfortunately for the two of them, he was having trouble gathering himself enough to follow the instructions given to him. He needed another moment, but the delay was telling. Bakugou was not at all known for hesitating to do anything.
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Kirishima didn’t really get it at first. He knew about gay people and that kind of stuff, but trans was something he never really learned about. Until Bakugou. He quickly educated himself to know more about how to help Bakugou and figure out what could possibly make him upset. So he just constantly reassured him that he was manly as hell and the best guy he knew. His best friend. He loved Bakugou more than any of his other friends, possibly to a more severe extent, he may love him more than he realized. He was glad to see the change in Bakugou, to see him accept people into his life and let them get closer. But Kirishima remained the closest friend he had.
When he saw Bakugou, his heart broke. He wasn’t the confident manly guy he knew in this moment. He was scared and hurt. He needed someone by his side, and Kirishima was gonna be that person. He was gonna make himself be that person. Kirishima wanted to be by his side through everything in his life, he wanted to be a pillar of support for Bakugou.
He was already crying, he wanted to hold Bakugou and tell him everything would be just fine and that no one would ever hurt him again as long as Kirishima was there. But when the hand shot out infront of his chest, he just stared down at his hand. He didn’t activate his quirk, he just watched as his hand glowed but quickly died out. Kirishima heard voices down the hall and quickly went to shut the door, then returning to Bakugous side. He looked at him and wiped at his tears. Kirishima knew he would react in a way like that, but he knew Bakugou wouldn’t hurt him like that.
Kirishima watched him draw back his hand, looking at him, he sighed a little. “Bakugou...please don’t shut me out right now. I know you’re scared but I’m not gonna touch you unless you want me to hug you. You need someone right now, and I’m your best friend.” He said and watched him for a moment. Watching him look at his own hands as he muttered.
Then he finally realized the extent of what happened, and his hands balled into fists, his quirk activating and suddenly, he wanted to run out and beat Mineta to a pulp. But then Bakugou shot up to his chest and nuzzled against him. He deactivated his quirk on his hands and wrapped his arms around Bakugou, hugging him tightly. He didn’t want to let go. He never wanted to let go of Bakugou ever again. He rubbed his back a little and put his face against his hair, crying and his shoulders shaking as he did. Kirishima held him for a few minutes, just holding onto him like if he let go he would suddenly disappear. He nuzzled his face into his hair and put a hand into the back of his hair. “Ba-...Katsuki I need you to pull up your boxers please. I can carry you to my room and I’ll give you my shirt to cover yourself more since your room is kind of...destroyed now so your clothes are probably burned. But I need you to get out of your room and into mine so you can try to breathe and I could help you keep your mind off this.”
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The crowd outside was quickly growing as students rushed to find out what had happened. Already the news was starting to be pieced together, though there wasn't enough got a full picture. Shoji had been seen chasing a badly hurt Mineta which was joined by Tokoyami downstairs to finally catch the gross grape child, but had not returned with him yet. Midoriya had arrived in a panic, but Iida would not let even him past. Across the court yard voices could be heard from the 1-B students, notably Tetsutetsu's as his friendship with Kirishima had lead to one with Bakugou as well.
Meanwhile, Bakugou took comfort in his best friend's touch. The quiet sounds of his sobs and suffering continuing to gone for a little while longer. Slowly he was starting to calm and settled into silent tears. "Just... Just stay..." He finally forced out, lip trembling for a moment before he forced it still. "Don't leave me..."
It was then that the girls started to arrive, but more notably, Sero had lost his patience with their class rep and took advantage of Kirishima's vacant room. It wasn't hard to hear it coming, the shouting in the faux redhead's room then the sound of the sliding glass door. The next moment there was the familiar sound of extending tape and then Sero was lightly landing in Bakugou's balcony. There he froze, almond eyes wide. Seeing the room in the state it was in was shocking enough, but seeing Bakugou as he was, was so much worse. He had all he needed to put together what had likely happened and already he was backing up as he was shot the most heart breaking glare he'd ever seen. Still, with Mineta being involved, knowing Bakugou's gender situation and the lack of clothes on his lower half, it wasn't hard to put together for the tall teen. He jumped to the wrong conclusion, thinking it worse than it was, but he was definitely on the right track.
"Holy shit... I... I won't tell the others. I promise. I'm going to go help Iida, take care of him, Kirishima." Even as he spoke, he pulled out a small bit of tape, sticking it to one curtain than pulling them closed and sticking them together so that 1-B couldn't see inside. With that, he took his leave and rejoined the growing crowd outside which thankfully quieted when he reported that Bakugou was going to be okay. He wasn't sure of that himself, but getting everyone to calm would be best at this point.
Bakugou buckled a little under the strain of knowing someone else knew. Finally allowing himself to hug the other boy just a little as he struggled to bring his breathing under control. He could trust Sero. He was the voice of reason in their little group. He could trust him. At this point he was struggling to keep himself from having a full blown panic attack, Kirishima being his anchor right now. He nuzzled his friend's shoulder, hiding his face against his neck. "Why...? Why does all the really horrible shit happen to me? Is it karma? Am I a bad person...?"
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Kirishima could hear everyone’s voices and wanted to yell at them all to shut up so he could focus on Bakugou. The person who needed him right now. He wanted to punch the wall repeatedly to get out the anger he had now. But he needed to hold Bakugou. He hoped that this was comforting Bakugou somehow. He rubbed his back softly gently and put his other hand on the back of his head, running his hand through his hair gently. Kirishima heard Tetsutetsus voice and smiled a little, maybe he could get everyone to shut it. He didn’t want Bakugou being overwhelmed with everyone talking about him.
While he cried, he held him tightly and moved his other hand from in his hair to wrapping his arm around him. Then being told to stay and not leave. “Hey...hey...I’m not going anywhere ever again. I’ll never leave you Katsuki.” He pulled back a little to look at him and smile. Kirishima gently wiped at the tears on his face and kissed his forehead. “I’m never leaving your side ever again. I’ll always be here to protect you.”
He sighed a little as Bakugou still didn’t dress himself. So Kirishima pulled himself away and tugged off his shirt, then putting it on Bakugou to cover him if he wasn’t gonna pull up his boxers. Then pulling him into a hug again. When he heard shouting in his room, he snapped his head towards the wall and then to the sliding glass door, Sero. It was Sero. When he saw him he started shaking his head, still rubbing Bakugous back. Kirishima held him a little tighter, his hand moving back to the back of his head and running his hand gently through it.
“Please...don’t tell the others. Just...make sure Mineta never steps foot in this school again, or within three hundred feet of me and Bakugou. Cause I’ll kill him.” He said, his voice getting a threatening tone that wasn’t something he ever used. Kirishima smiled slightly at the way he closed the curtains. The crowd quieted a little and seemed to have a general sigh of relief when Sero came back. He probably told everyone that Bakugou would be fine. Kirishima wasn’t so sure about that, but he’d make it the truth if he could help it.
When Bakugou hugged him a little, he smiled. He rubbed his back still and pressed another kiss to the top of his head. “Deep breaths Katsuki, I’m here for you. I’m never leaving ever again.” He moved to sit down on the bed and pulled Bakugou onto his lap, his arms wrapped around him as he rocked him a little. Hoping it was a comforting motion. He wrapped his arms around him and put his hand on the back of his head and his other hand on the small of his back. “You’re not a bad person. You’re the best man I know. Bad shit happened to you because everyone is just jealous. The league was jealous and wanted your power, but I saved you. And now, I’m here. And I’m always gonna be here, through everything and I’ll protect you from the bad stuff. Katsuki I’ll stick by your side and support you no matter what you do. You could become a villain, but I know you won’t, you’re already the greatest hero to me. But for all I care you could become a villain, and I’d stay by your side and support you and protect you. You told me not to leave you, so I won’t ever leave you again.”
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He whimpered as the shirt was pulled over his head which helped cover most of him. He was pretty tall given the sex he was born with, but he was still smaller than most of the other boys and Kirishima was built heavier as well. It also helped to hide his small breasts which was a comfort. Being seen by Sero was another added stress, but he kept telling himself that it was fine, that Sero was safe. Not everyone was out to get him. It was just Mineta. Mineta hurt him. None of his other classmates would hurt him, even if a couple of them were perverts too.
He felt a little better when the curtains were secured and, much to his shock, when he was pulled into Kirishima's lap. He hadn't expected to be this comfortable, but he was. He snuggled up, closing his eyes and just losing himself in the feeling of safety. He even got a kiss to the head, something not even his mother had given him since he was about 5 or 6. He whimpered at the display of loyalty being shown to him, tilting his head up to nuzzle his face into his friend's neck. "You... You're so good to me... I don't deserve you. I'm so weak! I shouldn't need you to protect me over and over, I should be able to protect myself! I'm not good enough... No matter how hard I try, I'm never good enough... It always happens when I think I'm safe too... I think I finally got a handle on it, that I'm finally strong and then something just... /Happens/!!"
Another sob left him as he hugged his friend, slowly starting to grow less fearful, but his anxiety was clearly getting the better of him. What's more, these seemed like very deep seeded feelings. This couldn't be new and very clearly hinted at some old and well-established abuse. "K... Kirishima... I don't deserve your loyalty... I really don't, but... I need it... I need you. I don't know if I could keep from losing it if you weren't there for me. I... I know you will be. I know it." He hesitated then, but forced himself to speak just a little more. "Thank you... Thank you for putting up with me..."
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Kirishima didn’t like the whimper, he made him worry about the other. But now his chest was totally covered and it hung low on him so if he stood it would cover his crotch. He wasn’t very glad that Sero showed up in the room. But he closed the curtains for them and hopefully that helped Bakugo feel a little better. He tugged his shirt down a little to cover Bakugo better. Then sighing and looking at the boxers around his ankles. “Can I pull those up for you?” He asked and looked down at him worriedly. Bakugo was worrying him more than he could comprehend, all he wanted was for him to be safe and happy and to see his smile again. But honestly, Kirishima doubted he would smile for the next few weeks, maybe even months.
The way he snuggled up against Kirishima eased a bit of his nerves, he was fine with sitting in his lap like this. Everything was gonna be just fine, after he beat Mineta into a purple pulp for touching Bakugo. Kirishima kissed his head and nuzzled against his hair, then repeating the action of kissing his head. He left his face against his hair, and inhaled, it was such a comforting scent. Bakugo smelled a bit like caramel due to his quirk and it made Kirishima feel happy. If he was smelling that it meant Bakugo was nearby and that always made him smile. He blushed lightly at the feeling of his face against his neck. Kirishima frowned a little as he was told that Bakugo didn’t deserve him and that he was weak. It struck a nerve in him. “Shut up.” He said, frowning deeply and leaning his head on Bakugos. “First off, you do deserve me. Second, you aren’t weak. You’re so strong and manly Bakugo. You can protect yourself...but sometimes people need help, and that’s where I’ll come in. You are good enough! Stop telling yourself and me that you aren’t, I won’t believe it. When I’m around, you’ll be safe. I won’t let you go ever again. I wasn’t careful and manly enough once and you got kidnapped. I’m never going to let that happen again. I’ll never leave your side. You’re the strongest guy I know.”
He hugged him tightly and put his face against his hair, this was something they’d have to work through. It was deeply rooted in something else. These feelings weren’t just caused by Mineta and being kidnapped, what else happened to him? What wasn’t he telling Kirishima? Thinking he didn’t deserve his loyalty and just didn’t deserve Kirishima in general? That was a lie, it had to be. Bakugo deserves him, he deserved the world. “You do deserve it, you deserve it cause you’re my best friend and the manliest guy I know.” Then he said he /needed/ him. Bakugo never said that, how vulnerable were his emotions right now? “I’ll always be here, whenever you need me.” Kirishima said and then nodded. “You’re welcome, but you don’t need to thank me for doing my job as your best friend. I’m not putting up with you, I want to be there for you.“
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Nothing about the blond seemed like himself, shocked out of his usual unfaltering bravado. Being covered up helped quite a bit as it made him feel literally less exposed. There was still the matter of his mostly discarded boxers, but Eijirou was thankfully on top of it. When asked for permission to dress him, it snapped him out of it just enough to look down at his bare legs and barely covered crotch. Shaking hands finally reached out to take hold of his undergarments, shifting in Kirishima's lap to pull them up and eventually over his bottom to finally be completely decent. Once he was, the poor blond curled up against him again, seeking the safety he knew the redhead would always provide.
His eyes snapped open when told to shut up, his body going rigid. He remained frozen, listening to the other's words, his warped mind latching onto all the wrong things. He took a deep, shuttering breath, roughly rubbed the tears from his eyes, then crawled out of his lap and stood. "I don't need you to fuckin' protect me. I handled it on my own." He rumbled, going over to his closet and pulling the door open only for the damaged thing to snap off its hinges and fall to the ground. He didn't care... The doors had thankfully kept most of his clothes in here from being damaged, though a couple was scorched between where the doors met. He grabbed himself a set of loose-fitting pants and pulled them on. He then went over to his dresser and got himself a shirt, pulling off the other teen's and tossing it onto the bed for him.
Keeping his back to him, he pulled out a binder that he'd outgrown and wriggled into it. The extreme tightness comforted him... Reminded him of everything he'd fought for in terms of his gender. He pulled a t-shirt on over that. He wanted the comfort he'd been offered, even needed it, but he couldn't help it. He wasn't allowed to show weakness and hurt. If he was expected to be strong, he would be. He came back over to his bed and snatched up his phone, unlocking it and flicking through his contacts. Picking the one he needed, he pressed call and brought it up to his ear. Considering the state of his room, he couldn't say he was surprised that the call was picked up a split second after the first ring and a familiar voice instantly demanded to know what had happened.
"Mineta snuck into my room. I don't know where he is now, but I doubt he got far. I'm heading to Recovery Girl's office, tell her to meet me there." He'd actually been about to leave Kirishima entirely, heading towards his barely attached door only to pause. Shit. "Wait. Sensei. Does... Fuck... Does the school have rape kits or should I skip visiting her and go to a hospital?" There was a pause where he stood there some of the knee-jerk bravado draining as he was forced to stop, looking a little more helpless and lost again. If Eijirou looked close, he might notice he's still trembling.
"Right... I'll meet you in her office then." And with that, he was taking hold of the doorknob and bracing himself. "Stay or come with me, I don't care." Considering the statement came without prompting, Ei would know him well enough to know that he wanted him to come, but couldn't bring himself to ask. If actually hadn't wanted him to come, he likely wouldn't have said anything and just left. All the same, he opened the door and... The only one that remained outside was Iida and... Fuck, of course, Deku would absolutely refuse to leave, his childhood nickname instantly called as soon as the door was open. "I'm going to the infirmary. Don't fuckin' follow me." He ordered, looking the greenette in the eyes. He could see the argument on the tip of the other's tongue, but it seemed his glare was enough to get a reluctant nod. When the small teen meekly asked to be updated later he grunted, but didn't refuse, as close to a yes as you would get in a mood like this.
U.A. was so different... When informed of his condition, the Principal had reacted like accommodating him was only natural. Nezu informed his homeroom teacher which in turn pulled the boys aside to explain things to them, making it clear that they were to behave and treat him like they would each other. There had been a little awkwardness and looks he didn't enjoy, but they had all agreed. Sure enough, he was accepted by them not too long into the first semester as 'one of the guys'. It took time for him to actually join them in the locker rooms and showers, however. Instead, he changed in the nearest boy's bathroom. As the rest were all in the locker room, he had nothing to worry about in there. At least that had been the plan... The inevitable happened one day as he was changing, Kirishima accidentally walking in on him. It had nearly launched him into an anxiety attack, but Kirishima was nothing if not supportive of his friends. A talk later and not only had Bakugou calmed, but he'd gotten a confidence boost he never thought he'd needed till it had happened. It was then that he'd finally joined them in the lockerrooms and showers though this took a little adjusting for the others to get used to seeing... Well... All of him. Still, the adjustment did come.
For the most part, no one thought twice about his gender or even his body if they got to see it. Even with the more perverted of the boys they didn't stare anymore. Eventually it was just Bakugou. No more out of place than any of the other boys. Not even Kaminari's eyes wandered anymore. All but fucking Mineta... That scumbag was relentless... Always trying to sneak a peek... The others had taken to protecting him from the short teen, something that both annoyed him and made him feel nice and warm and safe. A confusing mix, but in the end he was thankful for their concern and loyalty.
The night finally came when how much of a mistake allowing Mineta to do as he pleased actually was. As usual, Bakugou was the first of his class to go to sleep, in bed by 8:30pm and having drifted off a little after 8:45pm. He remained safe till about 1am. Everyone else, even the night owls, had long since gotten to bed to leave the halls silent and empty. Bakugou of course has long since fallen into a deep sleep.
It was then that Mineta slipped quietly out of his room. He was dressed in his PJs in case someone ran into him out after curfew, making his was to the room of one Bakugou, Katsuki. The lock didn't take long for someone like him to pick and then he was inside and clicking the door quietly shut.
Bakugou's clothes were rather constricting as he wore a binder every day so he wanted to be comfortable when he slept at the very least. As such, he wore very little to bed. Just a loose tank top and a pair of boxers. It seems he'd grown hot in the night and kicked off the sheets as well, unknowingly making things easier for the invader in his room. All the small teen had to do was pull down the front of his boxers to gaze upon the other's most intimate place. With a little careful effort, it wasn't hard to slide those boxers down to the other's ankles. If that weren't bad enough, it seemed the grape boy wasn't satisfied with just looking... Ever so slowly, Bakugou's mind was dragged up from deep sleep and by the time his eyes groggily fluttered open, Mineta was too engrossed in watching his fingers side in and out of Bakugou's now slick slit to even notice the other wake.
The reaction that followed was nigh instantaneous. The explosion was loud enough to wake the whole of the dorm, the vibration causing an almost building wide shutter. The boy that fled the smoking room was fairly badly hurt, but when one feared for their life, pain didn't slow you down much. More out of place was the lack of yelling. The lack of a rage induced chase. Nothing of the sort came. Once the first of his friends rushed to check on him, they would find Bakugou still in bed, eyes wide with shock. His legs were drawn up to his chest, arms wrapped around then and boxers still around one of his ankles. It didn't take a genius to at least have an idea of what must have happened. What's more, his room was virtually destroyed... His bed was charred and smoking, as was most of his furniture. Even the walls, floor and ceiling were scorched. The only things that were safe was what was behind him and considering he was in bed, that was a very small section of his room. Bakugou didn't seem to even notice the destruction around him, or even the new person now in his room.
.....
When Kirishima first came to UA, what he didn’t expect was to be pulled aside and informed that someone was trans. Bakugou Katsuki. He was so manly, Kirishima guessed that Bakugou was trying to make himself more manly so no one would notice. And if Kirishima has never been told, he wouldn’t have noticed. It was odd at first, he’d never met a trans person before, or at least he didn’t know it. But soon he came to realize that Bakugou was just like the rest of them, minus a dick. But it didn’t make him any less of a man. Even when he accidentally walked in on Bakugou changing and seeing the binder, he didn’t think anything different of him. But Bakugou freaked out, and Kirishima felt terrible. So he supported him no matter what and encouraged him. Reassuring him that he still saw Bakugou as the manliest guy he knew. And then Bakugou got more comfortable, he started joining them in the locker rooms and Kirishima always made sure to stay by his side just incase he needed reassurance. Their lockers were next to each others so it was easy for him to keep an eye on Bakugou and make sure he was comfortable.
Of course it was a little weird for him to suddenly see Katsuki naked and walking out of the showers with a towel around his waist, his chest exposed before he got his binder on. And like anyone else he would glance at his chest quickly before looking back at his face. But the quick glances only happened a handful of times before he got more used to it. But he always noticed Mineta trying to get at him, and each time he did, Kirishima would harden his hand and arm and threaten him. And made it his personal mission to stick by Bakugous side just incase Mineta came near him. At one point Sero taped him to the wall cause they all got so fed up with it.
Kirishima stretched as he passed Bakugous room, right next to his. He glanced at his phone, 9:00. Bakugou would be asleep by now. He smiled a little and walked into his room. He was glad Bakugous room was next to his, they could become better friends this way. He hoped for that. Kirishima wanted to get to know him so much better. Around 10 he finally finished nightly exercises he always did, and went to bed. And soon fell into a deep sleep. He snored lightly as he slept.
And suddenly, around 1:10 AM, he jolted up from his bed and heard an explosion. Kirishimas head whipped to the side and looked at the shared wall of his and Bakugous rooms. “Bakugou...” He muttered, still a little groggy and running out of his room, fumbling with the lock a little and swinging open his door. He turned and saw Shouji, who also ran out of his room to see what happened. And then they both saw Mineta run out of Bakugous room. Kirishimas skin prickled with his quirk, his skin turning hard in certain bits. He glanced at Shouji who nodded and ran after Mineta, while Kirishima ran into Bakugous room. “Bakugou! Bakugou are you okay?!” He glanced around before he saw him, noticing his boxers around his ankle and he clasped a hand over his mouth and gasped. Then looking down the hall towards where Shouji was running after Mineta, probably joined by some of the other guys now. He wanted to kill that guy now, but Bakugou needed someone. He ran over and kept his distance a little, fearing Bakugou would try to blow him up for touching him. “B-Bakugou...pull up your boxers, and please get up. Your room is destroyed. Cmon you can sleep in my bed. You’ll be safe there, I won’t let anyone in...Shouji is chasing him down with probably everyone else.” He said, his voice quiet. He moved to stand at the side of his bed, not looking at him in worry of Bakugou not wanting anyone to look at him right now.
.....
When he'd first arrived here, he had been a little hesitant to use the shared lockers and showers with the other boys. After being accidentally walked in on while changing in the bathroom and a subsequent talk, he'd walked away with the confidence to finally change with the others while Kirishima walked away with a better understanding of what it was to be transgender and the insecurities that naturally came with it. He'd been afraid that he would be thought of as weaker it less manly for his insecurities, but Kirishima said just what he needed to hear. It was that moment that has Bakugou not just accepting that the other boy was his friend, but his best friend at that. After that, it was easier to accept other friends into his life as well and from there came enough comfort to use the showers with them.
These were huge steps for him and his self-confidence when it came to his body. He'd honestly thought that he'd finally reached a point where he felt... Normal. Just like any of the other boys despite what he had between his legs and his weird little breasts. Amazing how a single moment can ruin months, hell, years of work.
The boy Kirishima found curled up on the charred bed looked so little like the normally unfailingly confident young man he was familiar with. Eijirou was one of the few people who had seen him on the verge of a breakdown and even fewer had ever seen him have a panic attack. Now Kirishima could count himself among those very few people...
At first, Bakugou didn't react, eyes unfocused and wide, tears threatening to fall. When he finally registered the closeness of someone else, he snapped out of it, a hand shooting out to hover just in front of the other teen's chest. His palm glowed as the chemical reaction that triggered his quirk started only for the glow to suddenly die as recognition flittered across the blonde's eyes. It was astounding just how much control he had over his quirk.
All the same, he drew back his now trembling hand blinking dumbly at his best friend then at the blackened inside of his room's door. He could hear some of the other students already at his door. Iida. He could hear Iida trying to control the chaos outside. He could hear shouting. Sero had rushed down from upstairs and Kaminari up from below. His closest friends next to Kirishima himself. Mina would join in soon he was sure, but it would take longer for the girls to get there as their dorms didn't connect. He'd have to thank Iida later, particularly as he had enough sense to realize that if Kirishima's room was empty, it meant that the teen was probably inside. His attention was drawn back then as he realized he was being asked questions.
"No... Uh, well, yeah I guess technically... I... No...? Fuck...! He... He was... He had his... I-I...Fuck..." The way he looked down at his own fingers was a small hint at what may have gone down, but if Kirishima was smart enough to put the clues together was a different matter. Regardless, the teen finally broke under the stress. He whispered for just a moment before suddenly moving, slamming up against his friend's abdomen. There he hugged himself, nuzzling into the safe feeling his friend's muscle brought and finally started to quietly sob. He didn't hold onto Eijirou which wasn't entirely a bad thing. It meant his pride, though clearly having taken a huge blow, was still present. He'd be alright in time... Unfortunately for the two of them, he was having trouble gathering himself enough to follow the instructions given to him. He needed another moment, but the delay was telling. Bakugou was not at all known for hesitating to do anything.
.....
Kirishima didn’t really get it at first. He knew about gay people and that kind of stuff, but trans was something he never really learned about. Until Bakugou. He quickly educated himself to know more about how to help Bakugou and figure out what could possibly make him upset. So he just constantly reassured him that he was manly as hell and the best guy he knew. His best friend. He loved Bakugou more than any of his other friends, possibly to a more severe extent, he may love him more than he realized. He was glad to see the change in Bakugou, to see him accept people into his life and let them get closer. But Kirishima remained the closest friend he had.
When he saw Bakugou, his heart broke. He wasn’t the confident manly guy he knew in this moment. He was scared and hurt. He needed someone by his side, and Kirishima was gonna be that person. He was gonna make himself be that person. Kirishima wanted to be by his side through everything in his life, he wanted to be a pillar of support for Bakugou.
He was already crying, he wanted to hold Bakugou and tell him everything would be just fine and that no one would ever hurt him again as long as Kirishima was there. But when the hand shot out infront of his chest, he just stared down at his hand. He didn’t activate his quirk, he just watched as his hand glowed but quickly died out. Kirishima heard voices down the hall and quickly went to shut the door, then returning to Bakugous side. He looked at him and wiped at his tears. Kirishima knew he would react in a way like that, but he knew Bakugou wouldn’t hurt him like that.
Kirishima watched him draw back his hand, looking at him, he sighed a little. “Bakugou...please don’t shut me out right now. I know you’re scared but I’m not gonna touch you unless you want me to hug you. You need someone right now, and I’m your best friend.” He said and watched him for a moment. Watching him look at his own hands as he muttered.
Then he finally realized the extent of what happened, and his hands balled into fists, his quirk activating and suddenly, he wanted to run out and beat Mineta to a pulp. But then Bakugou shot up to his chest and nuzzled against him. He deactivated his quirk on his hands and wrapped his arms around Bakugou, hugging him tightly. He didn’t want to let go. He never wanted to let go of Bakugou ever again. He rubbed his back a little and put his face against his hair, crying and his shoulders shaking as he did. Kirishima held him for a few minutes, just holding onto him like if he let go he would suddenly disappear. He nuzzled his face into his hair and put a hand into the back of his hair. “Ba-...Katsuki I need you to pull up your boxers please. I can carry you to my room and I’ll give you my shirt to cover yourself more since your room is kind of...destroyed now so your clothes are probably burned. But I need you to get out of your room and into mine so you can try to breathe and I could help you keep your mind off this.”
.....
The crowd outside was quickly growing as students rushed to find out what had happened. Already the news was starting to be pieced together, though there wasn't enough got a full picture. Shoji had been seen chasing a badly hurt Mineta which was joined by Tokoyami downstairs to finally catch the gross grape child, but had not returned with him yet. Midoriya had arrived in a panic, but Iida would not let even him past. Across the court yard voices could be heard from the 1-B students, notably Tetsutetsu's as his friendship with Kirishima had lead to one with Bakugou as well.
Meanwhile, Bakugou took comfort in his best friend's touch. The quiet sounds of his sobs and suffering continuing to gone for a little while longer. Slowly he was starting to calm and settled into silent tears. "Just... Just stay..." He finally forced out, lip trembling for a moment before he forced it still. "Don't leave me..."
It was then that the girls started to arrive, but more notably, Sero had lost his patience with their class rep and took advantage of Kirishima's vacant room. It wasn't hard to hear it coming, the shouting in the faux redhead's room then the sound of the sliding glass door. The next moment there was the familiar sound of extending tape and then Sero was lightly landing in Bakugou's balcony. There he froze, almond eyes wide. Seeing the room in the state it was in was shocking enough, but seeing Bakugou as he was, was so much worse. He had all he needed to put together what had likely happened and already he was backing up as he was shot the most heart breaking glare he'd ever seen. Still, with Mineta being involved, knowing Bakugou's gender situation and the lack of clothes on his lower half, it wasn't hard to put together for the tall teen. He jumped to the wrong conclusion, thinking it worse than it was, but he was definitely on the right track.
"Holy shit... I... I won't tell the others. I promise. I'm going to go help Iida, take care of him, Kirishima." Even as he spoke, he pulled out a small bit of tape, sticking it to one curtain than pulling them closed and sticking them together so that 1-B couldn't see inside. With that, he took his leave and rejoined the growing crowd outside which thankfully quieted when he reported that Bakugou was going to be okay. He wasn't sure of that himself, but getting everyone to calm would be best at this point.
Bakugou buckled a little under the strain of knowing someone else knew. Finally allowing himself to hug the other boy just a little as he struggled to bring his breathing under control. He could trust Sero. He was the voice of reason in their little group. He could trust him. At this point he was struggling to keep himself from having a full blown panic attack, Kirishima being his anchor right now. He nuzzled his friend's shoulder, hiding his face against his neck. "Why...? Why does all the really horrible shit happen to me? Is it karma? Am I a bad person...?"
.....
Kirishima could hear everyone’s voices and wanted to yell at them all to shut up so he could focus on Bakugou. The person who needed him right now. He wanted to punch the wall repeatedly to get out the anger he had now. But he needed to hold Bakugou. He hoped that this was comforting Bakugou somehow. He rubbed his back softly gently and put his other hand on the back of his head, running his hand through his hair gently. Kirishima heard Tetsutetsus voice and smiled a little, maybe he could get everyone to shut it. He didn’t want Bakugou being overwhelmed with everyone talking about him.
While he cried, he held him tightly and moved his other hand from in his hair to wrapping his arm around him. Then being told to stay and not leave. “Hey...hey...I’m not going anywhere ever again. I’ll never leave you Katsuki.” He pulled back a little to look at him and smile. Kirishima gently wiped at the tears on his face and kissed his forehead. “I’m never leaving your side ever again. I’ll always be here to protect you.”
He sighed a little as Bakugou still didn’t dress himself. So Kirishima pulled himself away and tugged off his shirt, then putting it on Bakugou to cover him if he wasn’t gonna pull up his boxers. Then pulling him into a hug again. When he heard shouting in his room, he snapped his head towards the wall and then to the sliding glass door, Sero. It was Sero. When he saw him he started shaking his head, still rubbing Bakugous back. Kirishima held him a little tighter, his hand moving back to the back of his head and running his hand gently through it.
“Please...don’t tell the others. Just...make sure Mineta never steps foot in this school again, or within three hundred feet of me and Bakugou. Cause I’ll kill him.” He said, his voice getting a threatening tone that wasn’t something he ever used. Kirishima smiled slightly at the way he closed the curtains. The crowd quieted a little and seemed to have a general sigh of relief when Sero came back. He probably told everyone that Bakugou would be fine. Kirishima wasn’t so sure about that, but he’d make it the truth if he could help it.
When Bakugou hugged him a little, he smiled. He rubbed his back still and pressed another kiss to the top of his head. “Deep breaths Katsuki, I’m here for you. I’m never leaving ever again.” He moved to sit down on the bed and pulled Bakugou onto his lap, his arms wrapped around him as he rocked him a little. Hoping it was a comforting motion. He wrapped his arms around him and put his hand on the back of his head and his other hand on the small of his back. “You’re not a bad person. You’re the best man I know. Bad shit happened to you because everyone is just jealous. The league was jealous and wanted your power, but I saved you. And now, I’m here. And I’m always gonna be here, through everything and I’ll protect you from the bad stuff. Katsuki I’ll stick by your side and support you no matter what you do. You could become a villain, but I know you won’t, you’re already the greatest hero to me. But for all I care you could become a villain, and I’d stay by your side and support you and protect you. You told me not to leave you, so I won’t ever leave you again.”
.....
He whimpered as the shirt was pulled over his head which helped cover most of him. He was pretty tall given the sex he was born with, but he was still smaller than most of the other boys and Kirishima was built heavier as well. It also helped to hide his small breasts which was a comfort. Being seen by Sero was another added stress, but he kept telling himself that it was fine, that Sero was safe. Not everyone was out to get him. It was just Mineta. Mineta hurt him. None of his other classmates would hurt him, even if a couple of them were perverts too.
He felt a little better when the curtains were secured and, much to his shock, when he was pulled into Kirishima's lap. He hadn't expected to be this comfortable, but he was. He snuggled up, closing his eyes and just losing himself in the feeling of safety. He even got a kiss to the head, something not even his mother had given him since he was about 5 or 6. He whimpered at the display of loyalty being shown to him, tilting his head up to nuzzle his face into his friend's neck. "You... You're so good to me... I don't deserve you. I'm so weak! I shouldn't need you to protect me over and over, I should be able to protect myself! I'm not good enough... No matter how hard I try, I'm never good enough... It always happens when I think I'm safe too... I think I finally got a handle on it, that I'm finally strong and then something just... /Happens/!!"
Another sob left him as he hugged his friend, slowly starting to grow less fearful, but his anxiety was clearly getting the better of him. What's more, these seemed like very deep seeded feelings. This couldn't be new and very clearly hinted at some old and well-established abuse. "K... Kirishima... I don't deserve your loyalty... I really don't, but... I need it... I need you. I don't know if I could keep from losing it if you weren't there for me. I... I know you will be. I know it." He hesitated then, but forced himself to speak just a little more. "Thank you... Thank you for putting up with me..."
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Kirishima didn’t like the whimper, he made him worry about the other. But now his chest was totally covered and it hung low on him so if he stood it would cover his crotch. He wasn’t very glad that Sero showed up in the room. But he closed the curtains for them and hopefully that helped Bakugo feel a little better. He tugged his shirt down a little to cover Bakugo better. Then sighing and looking at the boxers around his ankles. “Can I pull those up for you?” He asked and looked down at him worriedly. Bakugo was worrying him more than he could comprehend, all he wanted was for him to be safe and happy and to see his smile again. But honestly, Kirishima doubted he would smile for the next few weeks, maybe even months.
The way he snuggled up against Kirishima eased a bit of his nerves, he was fine with sitting in his lap like this. Everything was gonna be just fine, after he beat Mineta into a purple pulp for touching Bakugo. Kirishima kissed his head and nuzzled against his hair, then repeating the action of kissing his head. He left his face against his hair, and inhaled, it was such a comforting scent. Bakugo smelled a bit like caramel due to his quirk and it made Kirishima feel happy. If he was smelling that it meant Bakugo was nearby and that always made him smile. He blushed lightly at the feeling of his face against his neck. Kirishima frowned a little as he was told that Bakugo didn’t deserve him and that he was weak. It struck a nerve in him. “Shut up.” He said, frowning deeply and leaning his head on Bakugos. “First off, you do deserve me. Second, you aren’t weak. You’re so strong and manly Bakugo. You can protect yourself...but sometimes people need help, and that’s where I’ll come in. You are good enough! Stop telling yourself and me that you aren’t, I won’t believe it. When I’m around, you’ll be safe. I won’t let you go ever again. I wasn’t careful and manly enough once and you got kidnapped. I’m never going to let that happen again. I’ll never leave your side. You’re the strongest guy I know.”
He hugged him tightly and put his face against his hair, this was something they’d have to work through. It was deeply rooted in something else. These feelings weren’t just caused by Mineta and being kidnapped, what else happened to him? What wasn’t he telling Kirishima? Thinking he didn’t deserve his loyalty and just didn’t deserve Kirishima in general? That was a lie, it had to be. Bakugo deserves him, he deserved the world. “You do deserve it, you deserve it cause you’re my best friend and the manliest guy I know.” Then he said he /needed/ him. Bakugo never said that, how vulnerable were his emotions right now? “I’ll always be here, whenever you need me.” Kirishima said and then nodded. “You’re welcome, but you don’t need to thank me for doing my job as your best friend. I’m not putting up with you, I want to be there for you.“
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Nothing about the blond seemed like himself, shocked out of his usual unfaltering bravado. Being covered up helped quite a bit as it made him feel literally less exposed. There was still the matter of his mostly discarded boxers, but Eijirou was thankfully on top of it. When asked for permission to dress him, it snapped him out of it just enough to look down at his bare legs and barely covered crotch. Shaking hands finally reached out to take hold of his undergarments, shifting in Kirishima's lap to pull them up and eventually over his bottom to finally be completely decent. Once he was, the poor blond curled up against him again, seeking the safety he knew the redhead would always provide.
His eyes snapped open when told to shut up, his body going rigid. He remained frozen, listening to the other's words, his warped mind latching onto all the wrong things. He took a deep, shuttering breath, roughly rubbed the tears from his eyes, then crawled out of his lap and stood. "I don't need you to fuckin' protect me. I handled it on my own." He rumbled, going over to his closet and pulling the door open only for the damaged thing to snap off its hinges and fall to the ground. He didn't care... The doors had thankfully kept most of his clothes in here from being damaged, though a couple was scorched between where the doors met. He grabbed himself a set of loose-fitting pants and pulled them on. He then went over to his dresser and got himself a shirt, pulling off the other teen's and tossing it onto the bed for him.
Keeping his back to him, he pulled out a binder that he'd outgrown and wriggled into it. The extreme tightness comforted him... Reminded him of everything he'd fought for in terms of his gender. He pulled a t-shirt on over that. He wanted the comfort he'd been offered, even needed it, but he couldn't help it. He wasn't allowed to show weakness and hurt. If he was expected to be strong, he would be. He came back over to his bed and snatched up his phone, unlocking it and flicking through his contacts. Picking the one he needed, he pressed call and brought it up to his ear. Considering the state of his room, he couldn't say he was surprised that the call was picked up a split second after the first ring and a familiar voice instantly demanded to know what had happened.
"Mineta snuck into my room. I don't know where he is now, but I doubt he got far. I'm heading to Recovery Girl's office, tell her to meet me there." He'd actually been about to leave Kirishima entirely, heading towards his barely attached door only to pause. Shit. "Wait. Sensei. Does... Fuck... Does the school have rape kits or should I skip visiting her and go to a hospital?" There was a pause where he stood there some of the knee-jerk bravado draining as he was forced to stop, looking a little more helpless and lost again. If Eijirou looked close, he might notice he's still trembling.
"Right... I'll meet you in her office then." And with that, he was taking hold of the doorknob and bracing himself. "Stay or come with me, I don't care." Considering the statement came without prompting, Ei would know him well enough to know that he wanted him to come, but couldn't bring himself to ask. If actually hadn't wanted him to come, he likely wouldn't have said anything and just left. All the same, he opened the door and... The only one that remained outside was Iida and... Fuck, of course, Deku would absolutely refuse to leave, his childhood nickname instantly called as soon as the door was open. "I'm going to the infirmary. Don't fuckin' follow me." He ordered, looking the greenette in the eyes. He could see the argument on the tip of the other's tongue, but it seemed his glare was enough to get a reluctant nod. When the small teen meekly asked to be updated later he grunted, but didn't refuse, as close to a yes as you would get in a mood like this.