WHY IS IS SHITTY HAIR?!

Kirishima jumped, startled by Bakugos words. " Yo Bakubro, are you ok? Wait you're gay?" Bakugo adjusted himself, bright red, " NO SHITTY HAIR I AM -NOT- GAY! " Midoriya turned around and looked at Bakugo, " Kacchan.....? Are you okay?" " SHUT UP DEKU!" Midoriya turned back around once again ignoring Bakugo. " Alright Class! This is not a time to be talking. " As class went on Bakugo stared at the back of Kirishima's head. " This can't be true. I like girls... not guys. This stupid mark is wrong." He thought this to himself all day the whole way through class. He looked around at all the girls and smirked, " I will prove this damn mark wrong!" After class he grabbed the first girl he came across. " Oi! Frog!" Tsuyu struggled to keep up but eventually caught up. " What is it Bakugo? " Bakugo grabbed Tsuyus hand and blurted out, " DATE ME!" Tsuyu was taken aback and replied, " I am flattered but i have to politely decline. We can be friends tho? Ribbet" Bakugo tilted his head. He hadn't been rejected like that before. Then again hes never asked anyone our before this before either. Did he come off too harsh? Probably. He then moved on to asking uraraka, " Sorry Bakugo, but I have my eyes set on someone else Already. "she responded. Upon asking , Mina, Yaoyorozu, and Class 1B's Shiozaki, He was rejected by them all. " How can this happen? All of them?!" He began to walk home when he felt a tap on his shoulder. : YO! Why are you still ignoring me? We are supposed to be friends right?" Bakugo growled lowly under his breath. " We aren't friends Shitty hair! GO away!" Kirishima stopped in his tracks then ran up behind him and threw his arm around his neck , " Bro hear me out! Come hang out with me and we can game." Bakugo, despite his best effort could not decline. They went to Kirishima's house and they immediately went to his room and sat down. Bakugo looked around at all the gear and posters. He spotted something familiar in the closet. Just as he was about to say something about it Kirishima closed the door. : Sorry for the messy closet. I need to clean it. " He said nervously. "Were you at the concert Shitty Hair?" Kirishima Looked down nervously. " Yeah pretty great wasn't it?" Bakugo smirked, " Actually I li... Tch I mean ... it sucked!" Kirishima looked away with disappointment, "Right? It totally sucked. " There was a waiver in his voice that lost Bakugo for a second. Kirishima switched on his console and started up a two player game. The more they plaid the more focus Bakugo was losing. He looked at his wrist and it started flashing " Red Riot 3:30 Thursday" repeatedly.

He huffed out a " Tch..." and continued to play. When it was time to go home he bumped fists with Kirishima and left. On his way home his wrist burned with the same repeating words. " Tch... Shut up! I'll be going anyway. " He mumbled to himself. He didn't want to admit he loved the concert to Kirishima. And to be honest he had already bought tickets for the next six shows. He went straight to his room and started creating a fan sign. He then picked out a hoodie that would cover his face and another pair of skinny jeans. He also picked up his shoes fashioned after his idol. Allmight. He went into school, Everyone talking about Red Riot and how amazing the concert was. Why did he feel all happy or anything. As he sat in his chair and looked up , his head slightly tilted, " Where is Shitty hair? " He mumbled to himself. Class ended and he immediately stood up and walked out. He looked at his wrist and the phrase this time said " Red Riot" in bold words. He mumbled " I'm going!" When he got home he covered his face and put his new clothes on, then once again told his mom that he was going out again and wouldn't be home for a while. He walked to the venue and kept his head low in case any of his classmates were there. As the concert went on he paid no attention to the burning sensation of the changing phrases on his wrist. He was just there having fun. Something about " Red Riot" seemed familiar but once more he ignored the feeling. When the concert ended he quickly got his fan board signed and ran home. " To my Masked Fan from Red Riot" is how it read. " Why does it have to be Shitty Hair? Why not Red Riot? I mean if I am gay... he would be my ideal type right?" He said this to himself before going to sleep. He had one last thought before his eyes closed. " And once again Shitty Hair wasn't even there.. " when he got to school the next day Kirishima was sitting in his usual seat. Bakugo sat down and pushed his chair with his foot, " Yo! Shitty Hair... where were you?" Kirishima rubbed the back of his head and laughed it off. " Sick... I was sick.... Sorry Baku-bro... Didn't know you missed me that much." He teased. Bakugo leaned back into his seat, " Tch. .Don't be sick next time then Shitty Hair". Aizawa walked in and started teaching the class about hero names. And that we should be prepared to talk more about it a little later. After two weeks of going to concerts and school. Bakugo was slacking in his classes and even falling asleep. On the way home his wrist started flashing "12..11..10..9..8...7...6...5...4...3..2....1.." Right then Kirishima threw his arm around Bakugos neck, " Baku-broooooooo" So I was thinking we should go to your place today and game there!" Bakugo nodded but then stopped himself. " NO NO NO NO NO. I mean ...Tch, No. I dont feel like it dude. I mean Shitty Hair. " Kirishima followed him anyway. They went into his room and Bakugo hurriedly shoved all of his Red Riot gear into the closet and closed the door. When he turned around he looked at Kirishima, who was holding a Red Riot photocard signed. " So you are a fan of Him!"