warnings: 18+! Recreational drug use, alcohol use, mutual masturbation… spit & cum eating
wc: short! lmao
a/n: happy belated birthday, king. @thewheezingwyvern made me want to jump out of a cake for you, so the world gets this lil messy fic!
You only turn thirty once.
That’s what Kirishima’d said when he brought up his wild idea to you and your group of friends over soju and Mario Kart: “You only turn thirty once, so why not do it with a bang? Pun intended.”
Mina and Denki chuckle, Sero lights a blunt and sighs, “your proposition, Red Riot, sir?” He asks, dark eyes fixed on the towering Pro Hero before he hits it.
“We throw a big party— like, huge— then we all sing happy birthday and a stripper pops outta the giant cake,” he grins, a light dusting of pink across his cheeks and nose. Jirou’s just beat you in a one-on-one through Luigi’s castle, so you’ve squeezed between Mina and Kirishima on the sofa.
Note: unedited, written and posted literally at the time this is named after so that is my excuse for any mistakes
You and the rest of the Bakusquad were holding your usual Friday movie night in the common area.
Sero was on the rotation for making all the popcorn and getting snacks this time, Mina and Kaminari were picking out the movie, and you and Kirishima were hauling pillows and blankets from the rooms.
And of course, no one could forget Bakugo, who was holding down his usual role of pretending like he didn’t want to be there.
After the last of the popcorn was made, Mina shut all the lights off as Kaminari called for her to hurry as he started the movie. Everyone quietly settled into their normal spots, already beginning to crunch on popcorn.
Mina, Kaminari, and Kirishima were all sat on the floor on a heap of pillows, wrapped up in large blankets. Sero was on the opposite end of the couch from you, arm on the rest and head resting in his hand. And you, were curled up with your knees to your chest, under a blanket that you shared with bakugo.
Mina and Kaminari had picked out Sonic 2 for the movie tonight, seeing that it was only appropriate since the first Sonic was the movie you all watched last week.
The night went on as always.
Sero and Kaminari would crack dumb jokes through out the movie, making everyone laugh. Someone would always laugh a bit too hard, and start choking on popcorn.
Bakugo would getting irritated and tell everyone to “Shut the hell up, boneheads!” , Just for everyone to laugh some more.
And someone would always fall asleep, but to everyone’s surprise it was never Bakugo. He knew better than to fall asleep around them, unless he wanted something phallic on his forehead by morning. If he was really that tired, he’d just get up and go to sleep with a blunt “g'night.”
But tonight, it was bit different.
Usually it was someone who fell asleep, but this night all of you did.
Kirishima was the first one out, making Kaminari take out a Sharpie on near reflex.
Then fell Kaminari himself, which lead to Mina marking up his face with the same marker he’d used on their redheaded friend.
Then went Sero, then Mina, and then you.
Leaving Katsuki as the last lively body in the common area.
As rough around the edges as he may be, and as much as he pretends he hates this weekly ritual, he found himself feeling good as he was surrounded by people he truly called friends.
Everyone was asleep, and the movie was over. Normally, everyone would start dispersing to their room for the night, and whoever fell asleep would be woken up by nudges and giggles.
Although it wouldn’t be out of character for Bakugo to just up and leave all of you there to sleep while he simply went to his room, the thought of it felt wrong to him. And he didn’t just want to wake all of you up, especially when half of you were already in such deep states.
So, he simply decided carry everyone to their rooms.
He had the strength for it, and oddly enough he was wide awake, even at this hour, so he decided “why not?”.
One by one, he gently picked up and carried his friends to their respective rooms.
Starting with Kaminari, then Mina, then Sero, all whom he had no trouble with.
Admittedly, Kirishima was the one he had the most trouble with. He was tough as a boulder, and not only was he heavy like one, but he slept like one too.
Bakugo dragged his friends sleeping figure down the hall, only for him to start moving, even causing Bakugo to drop him a few times. He thought for sure he was going to wake up. But he continued sleeping soundly, snoring softly even when his cheek was pressed against the floor. Or when his foot was caught in the elevator door, causing it to continously open and close on his ankle till Bakugo moved it out of the way.
Even getting the limp and heavy weight of Kirishima into bed was a piece of work. He consistently rolled and thrashed, and even slipped off the bed. Until Bakugo eventually gave up, leaving him half way on the bed with a comforter sloppily slung over him.
He sighed as he came back into the living room, ready to scoop up one last person from out of the room before he could go to bed himself.
Gently sliding one of his arms under and around your torso, and the other under your legs, he heaved you up from the sofa, not even huffing or breaking a sweat from the action.
As he stepped into the elevator, using a foot to push the button, you shifted in his arms, making him freeze.
“Katsu… ’s that you?” You muttered.
Bakugo gulped. He hadn’t expected you to wake up, or even realize it was him. The others hadn’t done it, but he guessed you were just a lighter sleeper than them.
“Yeah… it’s me.” He told you, looking around the elevator, everywhere and anywhere but at you.
You yawned. “Is the movie over?” You asked him, eyes still shut as you heard the elevator chime, arriving on your floor.
You gripped onto his shirt, slowly becoming aware of the fact that you weren’t on solid surface, subconsciously shifting to ground yourself on something.
Bakugo adjusted himself to make sure you stayed in his arms, and didn’t fall to the ground.
“Yeah, it’s over. I’m gonna take you to your room now okay? I’ve got you.” He reassured, making you settle in his grasp again.
He carried you down the hall in silence, and once he got to your door he turned around, using his elbow to open it, making sure not to hit you on anything.
He began placing you into bed, until you locked your arms around his neck pulling him against you till his face was over your shoulder.
“Katsuki… stay, please.” You quietly pleaded.
Honestly, Bakugo had liked you for awhile now, and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t want to stay. But of course, he knew he couldn’t, that he shouldn’t.
So, reluctantly, he pryed your arms from around him, continuing to tuck you into your bed.
“No, Y/n, I can’t stay.” He told you, you let out a grumble in response.
This time, you grabbed onto his hand as he was pulling the sheet over you.
Instead of pulling away, he placed his hand onto your head, and placed a kiss on your cheek. You hummed in satisfaction, pulling back your hand, moving in under the cover with the rest of your body.
Bakugo quietly went to exit your dorm, and before you completely succumbed to your sleep, and before he closed the door entirely you heard him say,
