As Kirishima stared at Bakugo, he couldn't help but feel a wave of emotions wash over him. They had just shared something intimate, something that they had never done with anyone else before.
Bakugo was lost in his own thoughts, still processing what had just happened. He knew he shouldn't be feeling this way about Kirishima, but he couldn't deny the attraction he felt towards him.
Kirishima broke the silence first. "So... about that kiss," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. Bakugo looked at him, surprised by the question.
"What about it?" he asked, his voice a bit colder than he intended. Kirishima flinched at the tone, but pressed on anyway.
"Well, I just wanted to know if... if you felt the same way I did," he said, his cheeks reddening slightly. Bakugo looked at him for a moment before responding.
"I... I don't know," he admitted, feeling a knot form in his stomach. "This is all new to me."
Kirishima nodded, understanding where Bakugo was coming from. "It's okay if you don't," he said softly. "I just... I needed to know."
Bakugo looked at him again, and this time, he saw something different in Kirishima's eyes. He saw vulnerability, and it made him feel protective of him.
Before he could think twice about it, Bakugo leaned in and kissed Kirishima again. This time, it was more passionate than the first one. Kirishima responded eagerly, wrapping his arms around Bakugo's neck and deepening the kiss.
They stumbled into the kitchen together, their desire for each other overwhelming. As they made out on the countertop, their fingers tangled in each other's hair, and their clothes started to come off.