[ Bakugou does not kick Kirishima out of the bed considering their positions, but he does kick the redhead further up against the wall. The foot slams him right in the gut and it hurts. With how tense he is right now, he'd have thought he'd be hardened there, but apparently not. Fortunately, since he is actually clenching his abdomen, it doesn't knock the wind out of him. The little wheeze he gives is more from pain than anything else.
He grabs at the blonde's foot, trying to haul it harmlessly up into the air before it can do any more damage can be done. ]
WHAT THE HELL, MAN?! YOU'RE IN MY ROOM!!!
[ They are both incorrect, of course, but Kirishima's too focused on glaring down at his friend to realize that just yet. Fuck, that hurt, you jerk!
Kirishima gives in to pettiness and attempts to use the leg to toss Bakugou out of the bed. He can take it. Besides, a warm-up before breakfast is Kirishima's routine; might as well make it a brawl. ]
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He grabs at the blonde's foot, trying to haul it harmlessly up into the air before it can do any more damage can be done. ]
WHAT THE HELL, MAN?! YOU'RE IN MY ROOM!!!
[ They are both incorrect, of course, but Kirishima's too focused on glaring down at his friend to realize that just yet. Fuck, that hurt, you jerk!
Kirishima gives in to pettiness and attempts to use the leg to toss Bakugou out of the bed. He can take it. Besides, a warm-up before breakfast is Kirishima's routine; might as well make it a brawl. ]