⍟ 𝐾. 𝐵𝑎𝑘𝑢𝑔𝑜 𝑃𝑂𝑉. ⍟

  "Come on babe.. you'll never know what would happen!" Katsuki's redheaded boyfriend stated. "Shitty hair, you already opening my club early, we're not giving out free VIPs."  Katsuki scowled at Kirishima, walking towards the back of the club to the office to finish the last bit of paperwork before the club had to open.
   "Can't you just give it a try? The first twenty people who arrive get a free VIP on us with a free one-on-one meeting." Kirishima continues to convince Bakugo. The ash blonde pitched the brim of his nose and sighed knowing he wasn't going to stop until he agreed and to be honest the hot headed male wasn't completely opposed of it.
     "Okay fine, but you're the one who's setting everything up for it since it was your idea." Katsuki gave in as Kirishima gave his famous toothy smile before giving him a small kiss on his lips, "I promise I won't let you down!" Kirishima excitedly said.
      "Yeah yeah whatever come on." Katsuki face slightly started to heat up as his lips turn into a pout before nodding at the two guards on the side and pushing the officer door open.

        "Dealing with this is gonna cause media everywhere.. which I truly hate because of our money laundering." Katsuki began before sighing and going straight to his desk to sit down while his boyfriend followed hot on his tails. Katsuki wasn't a very sociable person, he rather be at home, cuddled up with his boyfriend, watching stupid stuff, though he didn't say that out loud. "Did you get everything set up for the VIPs..?" he asked Kirishima, "No not yet, I will get started with that, but!" the redhead male trailed off before going over to one of the guards and grabbing two files before placing them onto the desk, seeing the ash blonde sit up a bit in his seat and scan them over, knowing it probably contained their sales and stocks for the supplemental cartels.
"What's the pitches?" Katsuki glared up at his lover, "Not many... We only had three and the best one was the Todoroki's." Kirishima started explaining, going around the desk and sitting on the edge of it a bit, crossing his arms, "They offered fifteen percent, while our main pitcher Ochaco Uraraka couldn't do anything, she couldn't even throw in two percent." Katsuki's lover finished explaining to him, making him shake his head. "Pink Cheeks is a waste, we need to cut her off quick before shit starts burning." Katsuki groaned falling back into his seat, taking Kirishima in from head to toe, "I kinda feel bad for her, I'm not even going to lie." Kirishima empathized. All Bakugo did was shrug not having no type of sympathy towards the girl, "Not my fucking problem and honestly don't fucking care." he spoke up, looking down at his Bulolva watch.
"Babe, that was harsh of you, you know?" Kirishima deadpanned at Bakugo. Once he heard those words he stalked over at the slightly smaller male and looked down at him, "if it ain't you nor my team, I don't care. Now let's get moving and finish setting up this club, it's 8:45." The ash blonde kiss his lover's forehead and left without saying a word, leaving Kirishima starstruck a bit at the male's actions. "Are you coming or what?" Katsuki cut through his lover thoughts, "Yeah! Sorry!" Kirishima got up and rushed right along the side of him.

-𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙-

   As time passed by, people started to line up on the red carpet that displayed in front of the double doors with the nice velvet barrier rope in front of it. Bakugo leaned against the second floor railing as he watched the guard hand out little VIP golden tickets to the few twenty that walked in. He tapped his index and middle finger on the cold steel, "this shit finna be a waste of time." Katsuki muttered to himself.
  While watching over the people, he spotted an unfamiliar pink hair female who seemed to stick out among the group of males that she was with. Two seemed familiar, the other male, not to much but it seems like the female wasn't so happy being there next to him. Keeping an eye on her, he pulled out a switchblade, pointing it towards the footsteps that was coming towards him.
    "Woah babe, it's me. Calm down before you end up boyfriend-less." Katsuki side eyed his lover who had his hands up in defense mode before slowly walking up to him and placing a finger on the tip of the blade to lower it down, "just trying to see what you were doing before we go to our one-and-one meetings." The redhead male finished speaking; stalking his way towards Katsuki to see what he was so invested in.
   "Who is she?" Kirishima asked a bit taken back by her beauty. "I don't know but she's one of the few who got the VIP tickets with the other extras on the side." He muttered as he pocketed his knife, "guess we're about to find out."