"Fuck, how long does it take for a bus to pick us up?"

Eijirou shrugged and turned to Bakugou. "Maybe it's running late?"

At his words, Iida's phone began to buzz. The class stood in silence, waiting to see what was going on. They were supposed to go to a new training center outside of town but the bus hadn't picked them up from their dorm.

"Of course. Right. Thank you. I will." Iida hung up the phone and puffed his chest. "The bus broke down this morning. We've been instructed to keep waiting out here while they dispatch a different bus to pick us up."

The group broke out in frustrated groans.

"We're in our hero costumes!"

"I want to go back to bed!"

"I have homework!"

"How about a quick round of Truth or Dare?" Ashido nudged Uraraka and all the girls began to giggle.

Eijirou watched as the rest of the group shifted uncomfortably. He played the game a few times and managed not to completely humiliate himself. Still, it would be different with this group, especially since there was so much tension between so many of them. Finally, he spoke up. "Really? Truth or Dare?"

Momo pursed her lips and nodded. Ashido and Jirou squealed. "It could be fun."

"I don't think Truth or Dare is appropriate for this venue." Iida looked to Midoriya for help. "Right?"

Midoriya shrugged and looked down. "I've never played Truth or Dare. What do you think, Todoroki?"

"If you want to, I'll play."

The girls cheered and everyone circled around on the couch and floor.

"Fuck that." Bakugou rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone. "Shitty Hair, come on. Let's go do something else."

Eijirou gave Bakugou a pouty face. "Come on, dude, let's play. I won't let you be the only person not playing."

Bakugou looked torn, then finally sighed and joined the group. Eijirou tried not to preen too much at the fact that Bakugou listened to him so quickly.

"Mina, you start."

Ashido looked around at the group with an almost predatory expression. "Aoyama. Truth or Dare?"

Aoyama jumped. "Merci. Truth?"

"Do you have a crush on someone in this group?"

He nodded, face suddenly bright red.

"Oooh, who is it?" Hagakure waved her hands in excitement.

Ashido shook her head. "Aoyama doesn't have to answer that since Truth is only one question. Only if he wants to."

"I would prefer not to answer that." Aoyama's voice was high-pitched. Eijirou noticed he shot a glance toward his left, where Midoriya and his friends were sitting. He wondered which one of them Aoyama liked.

"Okay, Aoyama. Your turn."

Aoyama made Shouji do a handstand, which was almost frightening with all of his limbs. Shouji had Kaminari do a perfect Pikachu impression. Kaminari got Uraraka to admit she was the one who accidentally set fire to the kitchen the month before.

Eijirou turned to Bakugou with a grin. He'd been blamed for the fire and ended up blowing up the table in retaliation. "Dude, can you believe that? Kaminari is a good bro for clearing your name."

"Whatever."

"You should thank him after the game." He nudged Bakugou, who responded with a grunt and kept scrolling through his phone.

"Bakugou!"

Eijirou looked around and realized everyone was watching them. Bakugou looked up at the group. "What the fuck do you want?"

Uraraka cleared her throat. "Truth or Dare?"

"Fuck you, fire starter."

The group exploded in a chorus of outraged noises.

"Just play, dude."

Bakugou narrowed his eyes. "Dare."

Uraraka's eyes glinted. "I dare you to kiss the person you like. Not right now but later in private. And I'll know if you did it or not."

"You bitch!" Bakugou shot to his feet and tried to tackle her. "I fucking told you that in private!"

She tapped him on the forehead and he was instantly lifted off the ground. "I'm not going to tell everyone who you like but you need to do it."

"Fuck, put me down!"

Eijirou stared at the exchange, his mouth gaping open. First off, Bakugou had a crush? And secondly, he told Uraraka of all people? Why didn't he tell Eijirou? Weren't they best friends?

It hurt him more than he wanted to admit.

"Tell me you'll kiss him and I'll release you."

It was a boy? Eijirou felt his heart leap into his throat. Maybe that's why he didn't tell Eijirou; he didn't want to make things uncomfortable for them? Still, Bakugou should have known better. Eijirou liked boys, too. Especially one boy in particular.

"Fine. I'll fucking kiss the shit out of him."

"Good." Uraraka released him and sat back with a pleased expression. Bakugou looked...nervous? Eijirou had never seen that expression on his face.

"Deku."

Midoriya gulped and looked at Bakugou. "Yeah?"

"Truth or Dare?"

He bit his lip in deep thought, then began to mutter over the advantages and disadvantages of his possible selections. After about thirty seconds, Bakugou aimed a blast at his feet.

"Sorry, Kacchan. Erm, I’ll pick Truth."

Bakugou’s eyes glinted in triumph. Eijirou looked between them, clueless as to what Bakugou might ask.

"Fuck, marry, kill: Glasses, Icy Hot, or Moon Face?"

The group erupted in shouts.

"Bakugou, we aren't playing that game!"

"I don't want to kill any of them!"

"But you want to fuck them?"

"Come on, don't make him answer that. It would make things weird."

"I shall sacrifice myself for this game. Midoriya, you can kill me!"

Eijirou watched the chaos, grateful Bakugou didn't make Midoriya recount any childhood humiliation. He really had matured, even if his classmates didn't realize it.

A hand wrapped around his wrist and yanked him away. He stifled a yelp as he realized Bakugou was dragging him across the room, the discussion over who Midoriya would kill growing muted.

"Don't you want to know the answer to your question?"

Bakugou scoffed. "I don't give a shit what Deku wants to do in his free time. I just wanted a distraction."

They stopped in the kitchen. It was quieter in here and Bakugou was fidgeting with his fingers, something Eijirou had never seen him do.

"Um, is everything okay? Why did you want a distraction?"

"You're an idiot, you know that?" Bakugou dropped his hands to his sides and stepped forward, inches away from Eijirou.

Eijirou frowned. Why would he need a distraction? Why would asking that make him an idiot? Realization hit him across the face as he remembered Uraraka's dare. "Wait. You needed to finish your dare."

Bakugou nodded, his cheeks pink.

His heart leaped into his throat. Was it really true? "You need to kiss the boy you like."

"Yeah." Bakugou reached forward and cupped Eijirou's cheeks. Eijirou was frozen to the spot. Bakugou was no longer scowling, his lips slightly parted as he moved in even more close.

"Is it me?" Despite the fact he was pretty sure it was, he had to hear it. He had to know.

"Yeah. You have a problem with that?"

Eijirou closed the very little distance left between them, pressing their lips together. Chills ran down his body as he finally got what he wanted for longer than he wanted to admit. Kissing Bakugou made the months of pining worth it. He fantasized about what it would be like to feel Bakugou's fingers tracing his skin, sucking on his lower lip, their chests flushed together. This was better than he could have imagined. Despite the fact that this was a fairly tame kiss, Eijirou felt as though the floor was going to open up and swallow him whole.

Bakugou pulled away but kept his hands on Eijirou's shoulders. They stared at each other for a beat before Eijirou managed to regain the ability to speak. "I like you, too. In case that wasn't clear."

He grunted in response.

There was a shuffling sound behind them and Eijirou turned.

"Guys, we, uh, found them!"

Ashido and Jirou were standing in the doorway, staring at them. Eijirou understood why they looked so shocked; it wasn't every day someone saw two hot dudes in their hero costumes holding each other.

Jirou cleared her throat. "The bus is here."

The two girls dissolved in giggles as Eijirou buried his face in his hands. Eijriou hoped Bakugou wasn't too upset with them. Even more, he prayed Bakugou wanted to keep doing this after the embarrassment of being caught together.

"Shut the fuck up about it."

"Uraraka, Bakugou finished his dare!"

The sound of Uraraka's squeal resonated through the entire bottom floor of the dorm. "See, Bakugou? I told you he liked you, too!"

Bakugou let out a growl, grabbed Kirishima's hand, and led them out of the kitchen -- bumping Jirou as they passed -- and back to the group. A chorus of whoops resounded as the rest of the class noticed them holding hands.

"The next person to talk to me or Shitty Hair about this will get a blast straight to the face. Is that clear?"

Eijirou blushed again as Bakugou squeezed his hand.

"I said is that clear?"

Their classmates nodded, several of them clearly holding in questions as well as laughter. Iida cleared his throat. "We should go to the bus. The game is now over."

Ashido sighed in disappointment. "It was fun while it lasted."

Uraraka giggled. "You guys want to play again tonight?"

Eijirou didn't listen to his classmates' responses. All he knew was that he'd be forever grateful for this game of Truth or Dare.

FIN