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Assistant: Title: Leather and lace
        Author: CresseliaFlower CresseliaFlower 
        Chapter: 1/1 
        Summary: Kaminari’s closet was a place the girls adored and a certain boy is curious about. So, he and a friend sneak in and have a peek.
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              Kaminari’s closet was a place the girls adored and a certain boy is curious about. So, he and a friend sneak in and have a peek.
            
        

        
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      Bakukami week day 6 : Clothes
    




  





    
        
          
  The first time they hear about the girl's borrowing something from Kaminari's closet, it's a jacket and it's Jirou. A beautiful garnet leather jacket, with a champagne fur lining around the hood. Silver chains adorned the pockets, gold accents on the buttons. The black silken lining showed partly on the short jacket, coming down to Jirou's waist.

  "Woah, Jirou! Where did you get that jacket?!" Ashido and Hagakure yelled upon the sight of her walking towards the door.

  "Oh, this?" She motioned to said article of clothing, "I snatched it from Kaminari's closet this morning."

  "Seriously? That thing is the bomb!" Ashido grinned, "I'll need to raid his closet next; the boy's got style!"

  However, the males in the room didn't quite understand. It was just a jacket, why was it such a big deal?

  "I think that's one of Kacchan's father's designs," Midoriya said, staring at the piece. "The stitchwork is right, and this is certainly something he would have made..."

  "Oh hell no," Ashido rolled her eyes, "I follow their fashion designs religiously. That is not one of His designs."

  Jirou shrugged, "Look, I've got a date with the most beautiful girl in the world, and I'm going to be late." She shrugged off her jacket, checking the tag, only to raise an eyebrow, "There's no tag."

  "We'll just ask him when he gets back," Ojirou smiled, "So go on, enjoy your date with Yaoyorozu."

  Jirou left quickly, and Midoriya turned to the other three sitting with him. "We could just ask Kacchan when he gets back if Kaminari's busy."

  "Didn't they leave together?" Hagakure asked, her gloved hands flailing around wildly to Ojirou's amusement.

  "Yeah, they-" Ashido was about to explain, only to remember how Kaminari and Bakugo had wanted to keep their relationship on the down low as much as possible and thought better of it. "They had to catch the bus," She smiled, chuckling. She would not be outing her friends today. 
 
  They didn't remember to ask, once the two returned to the dorms.
 
  The next time they hear about it, it's a shirt and it's Hagakure. Half black and half white, black from the chest down including the sleeves which covered her hands mostly, with a hole for her thumb. Slightly sheer, enough that her blue bralette was able to be seen.

  "Oh, my, Hagakure," Yaoyorozu commented, her face a nice blossoming pink, "Are you sure that's appropriate?"

  "If Kaminari can wear it, I can too!" The invisible girl said, turning around to face her friends.

  Kirishima sat next to Yaoyorozu, Midoriya, and Todoroki with him as well. 

  "Did you get that from Kaminari's closet?" Kirishima raised an eyebrow, the one slightly dented by his scar, and stared at Hagakure.

  "Yeah! Jirou got her jacket a few days ago, so I asked if I could borrow a shirt!"

  "I swear, I've seen that somewhere before..." Midoriya mumbled, staring at it.

  Todoroki looked uninterested, instead focusing on his phone and typing away. Likely texting his sister.

  "Dunno where man. I've never seen it on anyone before." Kirishima looked back at his game, making sure he hadn't died. 

  "Well, if only it weren't so sheer, it'd be a nice shirt." Yaoyorozu sighed.

  "Thanks! Anyway, I'm on my way to meet 'Rao's friends, wish me luck!" Hagakure waved, running out the door with her grin only able to be seen by the lipstick she wore.

  "I know I've seen it before.." Midoriya began his rant of mumbling, creating a wonderful background noise for Kirishima. 

  Of course, Kirishima knew where he'd gotten the shirt, and he hadn't been lying when he said he'd never seen it on anyone before. He'd seen it, of course, on Bakugo's floor when he'd come knocking one night to ask if Bakugo wanted to join him at the gym in the morning, unaware of the couple inside.
 
  Once more, they forgot to ask when the blondes came down.
 
  The third time it happens, it's a dress and it's Ashido. Well, either a dress or a long shirt, distressed denim and button up to her knees, the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. There were pockets around her thighs, hand stitched patches all along the extra fabric. Yin Yang symbols, flowers, a beautiful dragon along the side of the left one.

  It didn't cling to her body in any way, instead hanging off of her shoulders and flowing freely.

  "Hey, Mina!" Sero grinned, playing a game with Midoriya and Uraraka on their Xbox, pausing it to talk to the pink girl, "Looking good!"

  "Thanks." Ashido yawned, "It was comfy. My turn to snag something from Kaminari." 

  "What is it with his closet that's so appealing to you girls?" Sero asked, looking at Uraraka, who shrugged.

  "Dude, his closet is a fashion wonderland! The comfy stuff is in the drawers, though." Ashido plopped down next to Uraraka, "And he's small enough that his stuff fits us!"

  "I wouldn't know, sorry. Deku, why are you staring at Ashido?"

  "Every time one of you girls wears something from his closet, I'm more and more sure that it's made by Kacchan's dad," Midoriya mumbled, "But they're not labeled, and if I ask Kacchan, he'll just blow up in my face and I always forget when Kaminari's around!"

  "Dude, it's not that crazy," Sero shrugged, about to continue his sentence when Ashido held up her hand, acid about to drip from her fingertips as she drew it across her throat, glaring at the other teen. Letting out an awkward chuckle, Sero looked at Midoriya and grinned. "Kaminari likes fashion, so he might have some of his dad's stuff in there."

  "Yeah!" Ashido joined him in his grinning.

  "We could go look, Deku?" Uraraka proposed, smiling innocently.

  "M-Maybe not a good idea, Uraraka," Midoriya chuckled nervously, "H-He's part of Kacchan's group, and. And." He stumbled over his words, getting redder and redder by the second.

  "Or, ya know," Sero raised an eyebrow, "You could just go up to him and ask?"

  "He's out right now, left earlier a bit after Kacchan did."

  The two Bakusquad members glanced at one another. Were they even trying to hide it?

  "So, let's go up there and look through his closet! C'mon, Deku, you've been curious!" Uraraka said, grinning. She got up and dragged Midoriya out of his seat, despite his nervous stuttering and walked with him over to the elevator, Ashido and Sero not far behind.

  "You think they're gonna find out?" Ashido asked, and Sero shrugged.

  "I don't know, but either way, Bakugo's not gonna be happy."

  Their phones dinged simultaneously, the group chat updating with a new message.

  Ashido pulled out her phone, pulling up the chat and grinning up at Sero.

  "Oh my word, Sero, look at this!" She held her phone up, showing the message from Kaminari.

  
    'So, Katsu and I have decided to come out about our relationship! You guys don't have to keep it a secret anymore! We're gonna request that we come out to our extended squad. From there, go off!'
  
   It included a cute photo of Kaminari snuggled up to Bakugo, kissing his cheek in public, the older teen's face bright red and embarrassed. Bakugo was so embarrassed, though it could be seen that he held hands with the other blonde, at least holding the one which wasn't taking the photo.

  "That's awesome! Think we should tell them?" Sero glanced at Midoriya and Uraraka.

  "Nah, I'm looking forward to them going through his closet. He's got some nice stuff, Sero!" 

  Their phones dinged again, Kirishima sending a reply about how wonderful and manly it was to show off with a significant other. He rambled on about how proud he was of them, loving who they loved and not being afraid to let the world know. Especially when they loved someone so awesome and pretty! No one knew if he meant those individually, or if they were meant as a compliment to both of them. When the three dots appeared, Ashido and Sero shut off notifications in preparation for the onslaught from Bakugo.

  Somehow, they'd ended up walking up the stairs as they read, already on the third floor. Okay then.

  They walked over to Kaminari's room, Midoriya and Uraraka already in the room due to the elevator being faster. Peering into the room, they could see the two already having opened the closet, Uraraka walking into the small walk-in closet and grinning.

  "Deku, C'mon, look around with me! There's- Ah!" She slipped over a pair of heeled boots, falling to the floor and Midoriya went over to her, worrying about her.

  "Are you okay? Uraraka, what happened?"

  "I'm fine, I just tripped." She said, chuckling lightly to lessen the tension. Ashido and Sero moved in towards them, sitting on the end of Kaminari's bed and going onto their phones. Either to record or dissociate from the situation, they didn't quite know yet.

  Midoriya looked around the closet, seeing the normal clothing he would expect of Kaminari. Band T-shirts, lots of leather, especially jackets and pants.

  "Oh my word, that's so cute!" Uraraka said, pointing at a pink oversized sweatshirt. She reached up, taking it off of its hanger and getting up, holding it against her body. "I'm totally borrowing this!" 

  "U-U-Uraraka! You really shouldn't. Shouldn't take his clothes!" Midoriya protested, looking around desperately for help.

  "You were curious, though!" She grinned, noting how about half of Kaminari's shirts were oversized to accommodate for the current fashion trends, while others were tight and slick. His pants were probably properly fitting, however. "Deku, look at this! It's in English!" She pointed to a parchment colored shirt, writing on it with quotes from classic authors in English all over, making Kaminari seem like much more of a nerd than before. It was right next to a red lace and silk top which Uraraka noted to borrow later. 

  "I-I am but! This is too much!" Midoriya protested, but he saw a box at the back of the closet without a label and it caught his eye. Every other box was labeled. 'Hats', 'boots', 'pajamas', 'Soft clothes', 'Costumes' even down to the season. So why wasn't this box labeled? He reached over, despite his anxiety running through the roof, and a voice which sounded suspiciously like Iida's in his head telling him this was a bad idea. He picked it up and saw another box behind it. This one wasn't labeled either.

  "What'd ya find?" Uraraka asked, leaning over his shoulder to look at the boxes.

  "I don't quite know, really," Midoriya sat on the floor, taking the two boxes and handing one to Uraraka, "Open this one, I'll take the other one." 

  Uraraka nodded, taking the smaller of the two boxes and opening it, her pink cheeks going bright red at the sight of something rather lacy which belonged in Midnight's closet. Beautiful black lace stockings, with three variants. Garter belted ones, thigh highs, and regular pantyhose. Closing the box, she set it aside, her face aflame

  "Oh. Uh, yeah. That just happened. Deku, don't go into that box."

  "Huh?"

  "Your innocent eyes should never, ever see what is in that box, Deku. It would ruin you."

  At this point, Sero and Ashido shared a look, walking out of the room to save themselves from what was coming. 

  "What do you mean?"

  "Just trust me," Uraraka said, "So, what's in your box?" She prayed silently that it wouldn't be anything worse than what she had just seen.

  Midoriya opened his box, which was larger and lighter than the other, and looked inside.

  "It's more clothes. Seems like a lot of hoodies and sweaters, but I think there are some sweatpants in here too, from the looks of things," He took one of the hoodies out, all black and rather warm. The scent of caramelized sugar came from the box and upon seeing the white skull on the front of the hoodie he shoved it back into the box with a squeak of, "We need to get out of here, now!"

  The sound of crackling came from outside of the closet, Bakugo's growling accompanying it. 

  "Ka-Kacchan!" Midoriya squeaked, Uraraka's eyes widening and she nervously smiled, waving.

  "H-Hey, Bakugo." She said, but Bakugo didn't seem very amused by it. The crackling increased, his maniacal grin spreading wider.

  "You have three seconds to explain before I murder the both of you for going through my boyfriend's f@ck@ng clothes," He said, Kaminari and Kirishima in the back, completely ignoring the angry Bakugo. They'd become desensitized to it by now.

  "I-We'll go! Sorry!" Midoriya said, getting up and scrambling out of the closet, his face red and head down, though he did stare at Kaminari out of the corner of his eye. Uraraka got up as well, ready to square off against Bakugo.

  "You wouldn't risk your boyfriend's clothing," She said, assuming a fighting stance despite her cramped area, 

  "Time's up, Pink cheeks!" Bakugo grinned, his explosions only increasing in volume as he got ready to attack her.

  "If either of you two damages my clothing I will shock you both into next week!" Kaminari protested, both of them halting.

  "F@ck off, Sparky! I'll f@ck@ng throw down with you if you've got a problem with me!"

  "Kaminari, thank you!" Uraraka slipped out of the closet and then the room, Kaminari waving her a goodbye.

  "Katsu," Kaminari sighed, "C'mere," He smiled a bit, Kirishima chuckling slightly at how Bakugo actually obeyed, his explosions dying out the closer he got to his boyfriend. Kaminari kissed him lightly, grinning.

  "I'm honored that you'd defend me from the embarrassment of someone going through my closet, Katsu, but it's fine. I'm not angr-" His eyes widened slightly, a thought coming to his mind and he scrambled to go over to his closet, Kirishima launching into how wonderful and manly Bakugo's actions had been.

  "See, he f@ck@ng gets it, Denki!" Bakugo groaned, motioning to Kirishima, "What the f@ck has you so antsy?!"

  Kaminari saw the boxes and sighed, putting the smaller box back into its place.

  "Just a couple box that I really didn't want them to find. Don't know if they opened both of them, but they're really embarrassing." 

  "Is it something I have to notify the class rep about?" Kirishima asked and Bakugo returned to growling and kicking his friend out of the room. 

  "Get lost!" He exclaimed, shutting the door behind him.

  "Katsu, it's okay." Kaminari chuckled, taking the bigger box and walking over to his bed, "You can see what's in the box."

  Kaminari opened the box, pulling out his favorite one of Bakugo's hoodies and holding it against his body.

  "You. That's where my f@ck@ng hoodie went!" Bakugo growled, but he couldn't be truly mad when he saw Kaminari holding onto it. He especially couldn't be mad because he'd stolen a blanket from Kaminari, since it smelled like him and, despite being a throw blanket, it was warmer than any of his blankets.

  "It smells like you, so I kinda. Snatched it? For nights when we don't share a room?"

  "That's so d@mn creepy, Denki. I f@ck@ng love you." Bakugo leaned down to kiss his boyfriend, sitting down next to him, "By the way. Don't f@ck@ng lend your clothes out to the girls; I gave you the items from my dad's upcoming collection because you would look good in them." He grumbled, cheeks pink.

  "Okay, Katsu. If they wanna borrow something else, though, I'm gonna let them." Kaminari smiled, lacing his fingers with Bakugo's and humming. "You know we're not gonna get much peace after they find out if all our classmates are like our friends."

  "I don't think I could f@ck@ng handle that," Bakugo leaned back against the bed, glaring at the room, "Remind me why the f@ck we decided to come out again?"

  "Because you love me, and you were getting sick of seeing people flirt with me when we went out." Kaminari chuckled, his static-filled hair jumping with a surge of energy with his laughter.

  "You're mine. I'm the only one with the right to f@ck@ng flirt with you, dumbass." 

  Harsh words with a soft voice, it was a wonderful mix which was wholeheartedly Bakugo and it caused Kaminari's heart to swell.

  "I'm yours, for as long as you'll have me."'
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